The Incubus System Chapter 778. Reporter Instinct
"Ah!" Elenna yelped in shock due to my sudden greeting.
She looked back and touched her chest to steady herself.
"You really go and show up like a ghost," she complained.
"That doesn't answer my question," I stated with a frown of displeasure.
"Uh… I just wanted to chat with you for a bit," she tried to negotiate.
As I observed Elenna, I couldn't help but wonder what had driven her to such lengths to get my attention.
It seed like she was determined to get so answers from , but I had to be cautious with my words.
Sensing my hesitation, Elenna mustered a hopeful smile. "Co on, Ethan. I promise I won't write anything without your consent. I just want to understand the truth," she said earnestly.
"About what?" I asked again in curiosity.
"Demons," she stated.
My frown worsened. I took a deep breath, trying to keep my frustration in check.
"I thought you had given up on demon things. You just said it yourself," I complained.
It hadn't even been a week since I last tried to dissuade her from this dangerous pursuit. But now she simply denied her own words.
"I did. But sothing is pulling back," she admitted sheepishly.
"What?" I asked in disbelief, my heart pounding with anticipation. "Please don't say it's because of . Also, I'm not a demon hunter," I hoped.
Elenna shook her head, her expression grave.
"No, it's not about you, Ethan," she said. "It's because of this video."
She took out her phone and showed the video she had discovered. I watched the video from start to finish, my eyes locked on the screen.
"So?" I flicked my eyes at her with a frown. "I barely see anything there," I stated.
Elenna had a way of stumbling upon peculiar leads, but this ti, her claims seed too far-fetched. Well, I was guessing it was a video about my hunt a few days ago.
"See this?" she pointed at a paused fra on her phone's screen.
I leaned in to get a closer look, trying to discern what she was referring to. The video was grainy and dark, making it challenging to make out any distinct details.
"I believe it is the great demon's shadow or maybe his subordinate," she explained, her voice hushed as if we were discussing classified information.
I raised an eyebrow, turning my gaze back to the screen. All I could see were a few indistinct shapes, which could easily be explained away as re coincidences.
"That's a weird conclusion considering there's nothing there," I denied it, trying not to sound dismissive.
Elenna sighed, clearly frustrated. "I know it's not clear, but I've been researching and comparing other sightings of the great demon."
I raised one of my eyebrows. "Right. So you're back to your demon obsession, just like before," I guessed.
She shook her head, a hint of exasperation in her eyes.
"No. This ti I'm not obsessed. I just wanted to know. I an… I approach you in a normal manner," she defended herself, her tone more composed than I had anticipated.
Her response surprised , as I had grown accustod to Elenna's relentless pursuit of sensational stories and her insatiable curiosity for all demon things. She had a knack for uncovering hidden truths and had an uncanny ability to sniff out the most peculiar of mysteries.
'True…' I admitted silently.
At least she was not as crazy as she used to be. Her obsession with demons and dark forces had led her into so dangerous predicants in the past.
But as I contemplated the change in her deanor, I couldn't shake the feeling that sothing else was going on beneath the surface.
I had learned the hard way not to underestimate Elenna's determination and intuition, but who knew she was recording our conversation? I couldn't afford to let my guard down.
"Approaching in a normal manner doesn't an you have my consent. Just… leave alone," I asked tiredly.
"I will. I will," she tried to convince , her voice earnest.
"Just give an opinion for this video. Do you know anything about this?" she asked again.
"No, I don't know anything. You are asking the wrong person," I replied. "Why don't you ask security or sothing? Why do you think I'm the one who will fulfill your curiosity and have all the answers to your questions?" I questioned. This really confused .
"Uh… I know it's weird. But no matter how I try to stay away, my reporter's instinct always leads to you," she admitted in a reassuring tone as if that should explain everything.
"So, it's just based on instinct?" I confird.
"Well, us reporters always trust our instincts," she said with a shrug, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at her response. Trusting one's instincts was a common trait among journalists, but it could be a double-edged sword.
"Then your instinct is wrong," I reminded her.
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