Chapter 118: The Man With The Bad Back
Chapter 118: The Man With The Bad Back
On the other side of the house, September met with the bigger and taller figure in the cloak and in the hood.
His hood was pulled down as well: It was no other than Junk. He was the one who accompanied April earlier, as they went trick-or-treating and knocking on the man with the bad back's door.
It was not exactly the same Junk that was in the living room
This was Junk's armor, which he could operate remotely while he was still in the living room, having some hot sex with April.
"Did you find anything?" September asked the Minotaur.
"Nothing," the Minotaur replied to her, frustrated.
"Did you look everywhere upstairs?" she questioned him.
"Of course, I did. That's what you asked me to do, right? Did you look everywhere downstairs?" he asked as the two met midway during their search, upstairs, near the stairs that led downstairs.
"Everywhere. Everywhere except the living room, where April and I are," September went on to explain to him.
"Damn. I hope we didn't pick the wrong house. Are you sure it was supposed to be here in the first place?" frustrated was building up even more. Witching hour wasn't almost over by now, which meant that this trick-or-treating was also about to come to a close. Once the witching hour was over with, the man with the bad back downstairs might be beginning to find that some of the stuff that was going on around here was quite unnatural and odd. At the very least, April was doing a great job downstairs with the homeowner. Even though the Minotaur and the witch were both upstairs, they could hear April moaning downstairs, loud and clear.
They were so fortunate to be having April with them, who could virtually make the best distraction in the entire world. She was a useful piece of their team, for sure. Without her, they wouldn't be able to search this place. And her loud moaning made it, so the man also wouldn't be able to hear them walking around the room. It was already a miracle that the man didn't hear them coming from the backdoor of the house, which September used first and then allowed Junk's armor to enter as well, following her inside. They were running out of time…
"What do you mean? Of course, I am certain that we have the right house. What we are looking for is probably only hidden a bit better than I originally thought…" September whispered to Junk.
"You were able to detect the object here, being in this house. But you can't detect where it is in the house?" he questioned her again. Following everything that happened between them, with all the suspicious and abandoning and everything, he would question her and suspect her until the last day they worked together. That was a fact. And after all, he was right. Why was she unable to detect the time they were looking for in the house? It didn't make any sense to the Minotaur. Sure, the Minotaur was pretty primal and surface-level in terms of understanding how magic worked and how September's magic worked, having to do with Autumn magical powers.
"I thought the same thing… As soon as we stepped into this house, I tried detecting it, but it's not working. Something is preventing me from using any detection spells in these walls," she explained to Junk. Now, it was slowly making more sense to him.
"In that case, if you can't use your magic, I'll have to turn this place upside down to find what we are looking for," Junk announced as he stomped his way into another room upstairs, making more noise than ever. He made his way back into the bedroom of the man with the bad back and did something he had hoped to do earlier, but couldn't because of him, trying to be as silent as possible in the house: Pulling on the resident's bed. Searching for the item they were looking for underneath it. He had a feeling about this…
"What are you doing? Why are you making so much noise all of a sudden?" September whispered to him, not believing it at all.
"What was that?" The man with the bad back downstairs was heard shouting as the real Junk was in the middle of having sex with April, hearing the bed being pulled and slid across his bedroom upstairs.
"Oh, that was nothing, sweetie. Probably just a couple of bad trick-or-treaters outside, throwing rocks at your window or something like that…" April tried her best to cover for them again. She nearly never stopped moaning. She was doing her best to distract him over and over again as she continued riding Junk, but she wouldn't be able to do this forever. There would be a breaking point.
"That didn't sound like rocks being thrown at a window…" the resident was more suspicious than ever. He didn't believe her.
"What are you doing, Junk?" September asked him again.
"I found something," he mentioned to her as he found a secret compartment, built right into the floor, underneath the bed. The compartment had a handle. It could be pulled.
"Oh, nice, that must be it. That must be where he is hiding it," the Autumn witch mentioned to him. Smiling for the first time.
"Let's see!" Junk savagely pulled on the handle. Ripped the door of the compartment open. They took a look inside the secret compartment in the floor of the bedroom. They found something: They found a box. September took it. Opened it.
"..." she didn't say anything at first.
"Is that what we've been looking for?" he asked her, currently unable to see what was inside as he stood on the other side of her.
"No. That's not it. But this one is quite interesting," she replied to him. Meanwhile, they could hear April moaning louder than ever before that night, downstairs. She was definitely not faking it. She wasn't faking it, anything. She never had to fake anything when making love with her boyfriend.
Downstairs, Junk suddenly ejaculated inside of April.
Not too long after, Junk's armor and September came down and stormed the living room, therefore revealing themselves to the resident.
"Guys! You found it?" April asked them.
"I knew there was someone upstairs…" the man said as he was still trapped on the other couch in the living room.
"We didn't find it. Yet," September said.
After the real Junk pulled out of April, he swiftly zapped back into his armor.
Wearing it again.
Now, there was only one Junk in the house.
"Tell us where it is. We knew you had it with you," Junk confronted the man mere seconds after pulling his dick out of April's pussy.
Then, all of a sudden, something tried coming out of the man's back as he stood up in his own living room.
"You are never going to get my piece of the cauldron…"
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