The Second Demon

Chapter 16: A Choice To Make Act 3

It's a beautiful day...

Birds were singing, the sun was shining...

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...wait, didn't we use this opening in chapter 7 already?

(A/N:Just roll with it, besides, it's a tad different this time.)

You only changed 2 words!

(A/N:And that makes it different than before, now stop wasting time or I won't pay you.)

I don't even get paid! You're doing this for free too!

(A/N:I'll never put a paywall for my fanfics, I might ask for donations but I'll never make a paywall, of that I swear on my mother's name.)

....that's because you're just plain lazy! Also, your mom's dead! Don't swear on a dead person's name!

(A/N:Just continue the story, we've took too much time from the readers already, I might have to increase the word count for this chapter too just to appease them.)

Welp, can you also increase the update rate? You're not even that busy..and we both know how it feels when something we like to read gets updated very slowly...

(A/N:sureeee..)

*squints*.....I don't trust you...*sigh, fine...I'll give you the benefit of the doubt..let us continue...

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Dogs were sleeping lazily on the side of the road and a small snake was happily wrapping around a small frog on a small gutter as it struggles to escape from its reptilian captor and their semi-bdsm vore play.

A soft breeze was blowing by, giving the world a much needed cooling as the heat from the glaring sun was nigh unbearable. The heat was so hot you can fry an egg on the asphalt, figuratively speaking of course since doing so is quite impossible.

Everything was fine, until…

BANG!! CRASH!!

"BITCH!! FUCK!!"

A white plate came flying out from a window of a house to the left of our mc and crashes against the small snake and knocked it out silly, the frog happily hops away to safety.

The string of curses and shouting shook the dogs awake, the crashes probably help too. Nevertheless, the dogs scrambled away to escape the howling battles in search for a quiet place to rest their weary bodies.

The loud noises and argument made our mc stop as he turned his head towards the house. A giddy feeling in his heart as he opens his ears wide with and anticipating look in his eyes.

'What the? Why did I stop? Also, why do I feel ticklish-'

'Hehe, it seems like they're having a fight again.'

Our Mc's thoughts were cut off by another thought, this voice is different than his…the pitch is higher and....snobbish.

'Hello? Is someone there? Hello?'

'Oh yeah, looks like I'll be having a front row seat this time~come on, come on. Fight, fight.'

Confusion adorns our Mc's thoughts as he was ignored when he tried to interact with the foreign thought that he heard just then.

'I said-'

"It's no use, he won't answer your questions or even interact and acknowledge you for that matter."

A feminine sultry voice cuts off Yamato's thought process as he tries to look around him. Unfortunately, he can't move at all. Not even moving the eyeballs was possible.