I rode on my new alpaca mount down the streets of sometown in China.

"Shanghai," Gavr said.

I rode on my new alpaca mount down the streets of Shanghai. This is taking responsibility. I munched on my newly acquired stock of donuts I vacuumed up from the remains of the donut store. Don't call it stealing. Just because Buer dismissed the demons and I used my dimensional storage to collect all the remaining donuts and the broken cash register which just happened to have money in it isn't stealing.

"It's stealing. It's definitely stealing." Gavr muttered.

As I was too busy to respond steering the alpaca, Buer came to my defense.

"And who was the one who turned an order for a memory erasure spell into an alpaca transformation spell? Was it the only other supernatural being inhabiting this body?"

Good job, Buer. You always sense exactly what I want to say. There is no way this is my fault.

"You didn't have to turn her into your mount!" complained Gavr. 

We haven't yet established the alpaca's gender Gavr-

"It's a her. You don't have anything like a memory erasure spell, I had to use the "Curse of Alpaca" from your curse compendium!"

"This is why you are naive, Gavr," Buer said. "You can't put an alpaca in front of our Master and expect him not to ride it."

Look, I may be extremely, extremely lazy since I got out of hell but that's because life in hell was super hard. I gave myself a pass for the rest of my life to do what I wanted, and now that my memories are back I needed something to distract myself.

Hence robbing- no, acquiring a new mount and going for a pleasure ride while chewing donuts and murderhoboing.

It left quite a mess. If you're wondering why the wanton murder, well, I was feeling a bit guilty and Gavr got on my nerves so I reacted appropriately and-

"Oops! I made that guys shadow come alive and eat him! Little late to be concerned about morality, huh, Gavr?!"

Okay, so maybe I'm a little angry. And maybe the sometown- er, Shanghai, is overrun by boob-bearing jiangshi. That may be the case right now. It already occurred to me that I could seal my memories again, but as I munched a donut and murderhoboed a passing delivery truck with a gravity spell from Buer, I couldn't help but feel like it might be more trouble in the future if I did. There's something to be said for being an absolute invalid and riding via body conveyance on jianshi, but isn't there more to life? Like murderhoboing? Like MMORPGs? Yeah, maybe I should build a secret base in the mountains and-

That's when I heard it. The call of the Meneoussu. 

"Ah, fuck, not again," I sighed.

Dark Reunion sent another one. Or, I should probably say that since Shanghai is overrun by my booby jiangshi, that it would have been their first move unleash one of them in hopes that they could slow me down.

Buer growled. "Tying the blindfold, Master Laom, leave the control of the alpaca to me!"

"Yes, yes," I groaned. It's exhausting talking so much. Things only got more exhausting from here on, but I think everything turned out alright. For me, at least.

Gavr chimed in, "Laom, Meneoussu located. 1 kilometer south-east. It's a strong one."

Goddamn Meneoussu. Now, I need to go into my dimensional storage and get a weapon. Meneoussu are pains in the ass because of their usually strong magic resist and auto-charm ability. You look at a Meneoussu, you fall in love with a Meneoussu.

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I regret what happened last time. A single tear fell from my crimson eye. At least I have the blindfold, this time! Okay, now to get a weapon from my dimensional storage. My left hand holding the donut dipped into the air in front of me, although I couldn't see now I was the only one who could operate the dimensional storage. Another reason I hate Meneoussu, I have to actually fight them because Buer's magic doesn't do shit to them. So annoying. Eh? 

Grabbing this and that I kept fishing around the dimensional storage. Everything is round and squishy. Oh no. I put too many donuts in!

"Goddamn it," I cursed.

"Something the matter, Laom?" Gavr asked, worry in her tone. She's an angel.

I wasn't going to waste anymore time on a fucking Meneoussu than I had to! My left hand grasped a donut and pulled it out. I'll just use one of these. Incidentally, this turned out to be a horrible idea. 

"Gavr, cast some curse of doom or something on this donut. I'll feed it to the Meneoussu, that should work, right?"

"This is a horrible idea." Gavr warned me. 

"Just do it, if the Meneoussu lives I'll think of something else."

I'll chalk up this mistake to me being in a foul mood.

I heard the cry of the Meneoussu again.

"Meneousssssssssuuuuuuu......"

It's a light, whining tone. They have a long neck, huge white fur, basically it's an alpaca crossed with a sheep. That I was riding an alpaca at the moment was simply coincidence. 

"Meneoussu, 3'o'clock!" Gavr created a helpful directional arrow in my mind.

The cry of the Meneoussu sounded again, betraying it's location. My hand instinctively steadied itself against wall to my left as the alpaca stopped.

"Laom, we're right around a corner from the Meneoussu. Throw the donut," Gavr said.

I gave a light toss and I saw a blur of white through the blindfold. A Meneoussu's long neck can snap forward like a snake. Seems like it took the bait. The alpaca took off, away from the Meneoussu.

"Gavr, status on the target?" I asked.

"It's... uh-oh. I told you this was a bad idea, remember?"

"...shit."

My left hand went back into my storage, pushing donuts aside as I rushed to find something to use as a weapon. The alpaca charged through the streets gaining distance. Buer must have cast gravity magic, I felt my body lean to my right side as the alpaca charged sideways across nearby building, leaping the alleyway gaps as the ground rumbled.

"Meneousssssssuuuuuu....."

This was bad, that sounded deeper than before. Gavr, what happened?

"I don't know. Meneoussu are anti-magic homunculi from the start, I think it must devoured your curse and became even stronger?"

Okay, so feeding Meneoussu cursed donuts was a bad idea. Make a note of it, Gavr.

"Do not feed Meneoussu cursed food to kill them, it only makes them stronger... got it!"

You see, I smiled to myself, having three brains in one body is great, especially when one of them ca-

A huge impact slammed into my back, a momentary softness from the Meneoussu's fur before my face flew into pavement. Buer stood me up with gravity magic but not before I realized my left hand was out of my dimensional storage. Around me, all I felt was donuts! Donuts everywhere. If I peeked out from my blindfold I risked falling in love, so it was convenient I had an angel to tell me these things.

"You're covered in donuts right now! You have to physically move them, Buer's running out of magic!"

Screw that. Cast 'Curse of Go Away' on them, or that Meneoussu might eat me along with the whole pile!

The donuts scattered. This was my second mistake. I heard Gavr mumble.

"The alpaca's eating the donuts."

"...shit, don't tell me-"

My body flew in the air again from a heavy physical attack from the Meneoussu. I fished my dimensional storage again, fumbling around trying to find a weapon.

"Crimson Edge, Crimson Edge, Crimson Edge..."

I prayed over and over as Buer floated me onto a nearby roof. A huge surge of energy erupted from the street below and a bright light, even through the blindfold I had to cover my eyes in a panic.

"The alpaca! It cast a spell!"

Fuck. See, this is why I should never put curses of food. I slipped in my confusion as the light hit me, and my arm jerked out of my dimensional storage flinging out a long object.

"It's the Crimson Edge!"

Buer, get it with gravity magic!

"The alpaca snatched it, Laom. It's fighting the Meneoussu. Or do you want me to interrupt?"

Well, I don't want to step in... wait, the alpaca is fighting? 

"Yes," Gavr said, "the auto-charm effect isn't working on the alpaca for some reason! Even though the Meneoussu is this strong now, it's holding it's own with the Crimson Edge's handle clasped in it's teeth and the donut reality marble it casted!"

What the hell is a donut reality marble? A soft sensation plopped onto my head. My hand went up and snatched the object left there, and feeling the hole in the center I identified it as a donut. More plops fell on me. My hands searching around, they all felt like donuts.

"A reality marble is a manifestation of the user's internal world projected onto reality. The when the alpaca cursed with 'Curse of Alpaca' ate the donuts cursed with 'Curse of Going Away' it must have awakened a hidden ability!"

Huh. Well. Um. Go alpaca?