Hearing my words, he started laughing in his own maniac tone, and after a few moments, he spoke: "Oh, so our little brat just got a girl his mother's age to bang, huh? Interesting, but I wouldn't mind, as I already know how you even fucked those female ghosts, but seriously, brat, just to save that chick from me, you didn't let me out and faced those bastards alone.
Oh-ho, you are gaining balls, day by day; this habit of yours would make somebody else's prey other than me. But you really went alone against all those bastards and even got your chick with you safely; you are acting quite like a protagonist, huh? But hey, I sensed that she has traces of divine energy in her. How can it be?"
Hearing his questions and compliments started to make me somewhat nicer about my condition, but now I had to explain this brute, so it was really more like a war, so I tried to keep it as simple as possible: "Jerk, she has divine energy because she is a vessel of an angel, but I sensed her condition; it is more like a trap than a blessing."
As a random angel came, gave her hope, and then scammed her, now she also struggles against such a bastard, and she even has proficiency in witchcraft. So that's it; now you know about her, and if you promise to not cause a scene with everybody in your sight, then I will let you outside with me."
Hearing my words clicked in this bastard's head, and he spoke in a somewhat easy tone. "Sure, I promise to not mess with your little lovey-dovey moments, but you also have to promise me that you will let me remain outside, rather than sealing me back inside of that creepy bat, and you bastard, even always sprinkle that holy water on it, and due to it, my ass gets grilled by that sucker. I need another place, like somebody's body, maybe!"
Hearing his worries, I felt that I was right to not let him out; even now this bastard was just trying to gulp my body and things, and besides that, if I removed his seal from my bat, his bloodlust and immense energy wouldn't leave me in one piece; despite keeping this bat mostly in holy water, this bastard was still so strong.
So if by any mistake I pulled him out, then I wouldn't be able to survive the next moment; his bloodlust would tear me from limb to limb. So this suggestion was nothing to even consider, but I couldn't just tell him no and said, "Ok, I got what you are saying, but where would you live after that, as I only have space either in my office's basement or near those assholes!"
So decide. You know how much I care for you, so I wouldn't even think about keeping you away from me. So if you properly behave and think more rationally, then I can let you stay in your original form without sealing you again."
Hearing my words, he cursed me for some time but still accepted to stay with me, and hearing how this creep accepted such a thing really shocked me, but I felt that maybe even a dog's tail like him could also get straight after getting dipped in water. But while I was thinking it, a few wounds suddenly appeared on my face and a piercing look on his face.
And he spoke in a pretty creepy and cold tone: "Brat, I don't remember agreeing to such insults. I only agreed to conceal myself, but if you find it hard to understand, then tell me. My tongue still itches for blood, and my hands still want to crush every organ in your body, so you better stay within your limits, or this little promise will be gone in an instant, and my hands will again be covered in blood, but this time not of your enemies, but of you and your remaining loved ones!"
Hearing him like this made me realize that I was wrong; such an asshole couldn't change. And now the only thought that was crossing my heart was that if he dared to act funny, then I would just seal this creep in a place where even he would scream for mercy and dip him in a pot of holy water.
But still keeping him out was more helpful for me, so I took a deep breath and went with him after packing my stuff, but one thing was still bugging me: "What was that statue, and what was that magic circle?"
So I asked him about all these things, and he spoke in a somewhat firm tone: "Brat, that statue was the curse of that priest. Like how I have many forms of curse, he also must be using one of his forms, and judging by how weak he was, he should be the devotion type.
While that circle, it was more like offerings, as in devotion; it is similar to your devotions, how you bastards have a tendency for sacrifices and offerings. They are most likely the same, and you have even experienced their effects, and a normal mortal wouldn't be able to stay for a mere few moments, but you struggled for quite some time. You are getting balls!"
Hearing him like this gave me some idea on how to use this new asshole, but while I was thinking about it, I felt that the aura and bloodlust from my box started to act strange; instead of there being many creeps in it, I was only sensing one.
So I quickly opened the suitcase and gestured to him to make sure that everything remained under us, and the moment I saw the dolls, my eyes somewhat widened, and we both saw that all the dolls were drained to their core, and one doll was brimming with insane energy.
Seeing it like this made me look at him while he started laughing in his insane tone and said in a lively tone, "See, brat! You got another cool guy like me; he used his magic circle to suck vitality and life force from every weakling around him, and now he is even thirsting for more, hahaahaaa!"
Hearing it like this made me feel way too annoyed, and I felt that I caught another bastard who just knew how to feed on my spirits only, so I was feeling pretty uncomfortable about these assholes and thought about visiting home before these bastards started getting creepier than they already were.
But the arrogance of these maniacs wouldn't bring them close, because power never had many heads. And there was no way I was taking this asshole also with me, so now, I could only imagine what other freaks would do to this asshole, because I was sure that this new creep wouldn't get an easy welcome from them.