The Demon's Menu-Chapter 860: Arrogance Its All Deep Love
Chapter 860 -52: Arrogance? It’s All Deep Love!
Chapter 860 -52: Arrogance? It’s All Deep Love!
I couldn’t have a split personality, could I?
When Losa 11 asked this question, his voice was trembling, and his hands shook along with it.
This was the conclusion he arrived at after a long period of contemplation since sobering up from his drunken state.
Although it was somewhat unexpected, what else could explain it?
Once is a coincidence!
Twice is a coincidence!
But what about a third time?
And a fourth?
It can’t just be coincidence every time, can it?
This is inevitable!
There must be someone he couldn’t see manipulating everything, and he ended up as the biggest winner.
So…
That person must be himself.
And the reason he didn’t know?
That would be because there exists another him, one he is unaware of.
Thus, a split personality seems to be the best answer!
Involuntarily, nuggets of knowledge he had come across began to surface unbidden in Losa 11’s mind.
For instance, in a novel he once read, there was a prime example: the alter ego was so strong it devoured the primary personality, taking over and assuming all its possessions.
In a movie he had seen, there was another instance: to evade and manage different risks, a person split into 24 personalities, but in the end a demon was born.
Without exception, these individuals were all ‘protagonists’.
But that’s not what he wanted!
He didn’t want to be replaced by someone else!
Though he’s a waste, he wanted to be a living one!
He didn’t want to die!
Helplessly, Losa 11 began to cry.
His entire body collapsed to the ground once more, sobbing uncontrollably.
I don’t want this!
I’m just a salted fish!
Does it have to be this dramatic?
Wait!
Why must I surely be the primary personality?
Why can’t I be the secondary personality?
Suddenly, Losa 11 thought of something, pausing his sobs.
He couldn’t help but speculate.
Perhaps I am just a relaxed alter ego created because the primary personality was too tense!
This would fit with my good-for-nothing, salted fish character!
If that’s the case…
Primary personality?
No, that’s not right!
Big brother?
Boss?
Are you there?
If you are, say something.
I’m your little brother!
I awakened unconsciously!
Please don’t annihilate me!
I’ll be good and obedient, and do my work diligently!
In just three seconds, Losa 11 had enacted a rich internal drama in front of Jason.
Jason couldn’t penetrate the depths of Losa 11’s heart, but Losa 11’s facial expressions and behaviors were telling Jason exactly what the eleventh in line to the Losa family’s succession was thinking.
It wasn’t difficult to guess.
After all, running away might be shameful, but it does work.
If you fall, don’t rush to get up. Lie there, and you might find it quite comfortable.
This philosophy is unacceptable to most people.
But still, it’s endorsed by many.
People are too complicated.
The same rice feeds a hundred different kinds of people.
Can you be sure that what you think is good is also seen as good by others?
Not necessarily.
That’s why some people like to climb mountains.
While others prefer to swim.
Some strive ceaselessly, others are content being wastrels.
Losa 11 is the latter.
Moreover, a classic example.
What can you expect from someone who aspires to be a wastrel?
Updat𝒆d fr𝒐m freewebnσvel.cøm.
After giving it some thought, Jason replied crisply.
"No.”
This was the truth, and Jason didn’t see the need to deceive Losa 11.
"Really? No?”
Losa 11 gawked in disbelief, still somewhat distrusting.
Jason nodded affirmatively.
At that moment, Losa 11 breathed a sigh of relief.
He suddenly stood up, spread his arms wide, and basked in the sunshine’s warmth, unable to contain his laughter.
"Life is beautiful.”
Losa 11 sighed.
Devouring, nonexistent.
I am still me.
The me who can freely eat, drink, and frolic.
All of this is really…
So wonderful!
Before the blinding sunlight, Losa 11’s eyes filled with tears.
Well, he was just dazzled.
Seeing Losa 11 overjoyed by his narrow escape, Jason believed it was necessary to remind the important collaborator before him.
"You have already declared war on the ‘Hundred Major Families’.”
"You’ve also captured about a quarter of the ‘Hundred Major Families’ heirs.”
"Just now you sent Simpson 2 and Amiel 3 to interrogate them.”
Stiff!
Stupefied!
In the moment Jason’s words fell, Losa 11 stood as if turned to stone, the face of the eleventh in line to the Losa Family’s succession completely petrified.
This lasted for about one second.
After one second, the joyous smile turned into tears streaming down his face.
Losa 11 turned his head with a pitiful look at Jason.
"I didn’t want this to happen!”
"I just wanted to leave there for a while, to talk to you in private.”
"Jason, what should we do?”
As he spoke, Losa 11, as if by instinct, collapsed to the ground again.
"Drink.”
Jason stated simply in two words.
"Drink?”
Losa 11 was puzzled.
"Yes, just keep drinking.”
"Maybe by the time you’re sober next, you’ll have become the king of the world?”
Jason said.
"Jason… that joke isn’t funny at all.”
Losa 11 said with a forced smile, looking at Jason.
But Jason’s face was serious.
Even though his features were obscured by a mask, the seriousness in Jason’s eyes was visible to Losa 11. The eleventh heir to the Losa family sat cross-legged on the ground, pondering seriously.
"Could drinking really change everything?”
