We put the matter of the star aside for the time being.
After finishing the day's work, we each went home.
There were plenty of shared bikes on the road during rush hour, but I still didn't see that spirit.
It had probably really been taken out.
That was what I thought.
I expected to dream of the demon again within the next couple of days, so I didn't look at the files and went to bed early to rest.
The dream came very late.
This time, my thoughts were crystal clear.
I also saw who I was possessing: a man I'd only seen a few times, Ren Pi, Greenleaf's client.
Compared to how he'd looked in the archive video, Ren Pi seemed much more mature, dressed like a successful businessman in a suit and tie, wearing a diamond watch and driving a luxury car. A beautiful woman in her twenties or thirties sat in the passenger seat, smiling warmly at him.
They both wore wedding rings, so they seemed to be married.
I had moved to the back seat. After observing for a while, I didn't see anything amiss.
The demon hadn't appeared, and Ren Pi didn't look like someone distressed by a supernatural incident.
I remembered that according to the information Nangong Yao had uncovered, Ren Pi was still alive.
That meant Ren Pi had died "within the last couple of days." It might even have been "today."
As I thought about it, I wanted to look for something that showed the date.
Was the dream taking place when the demon came after Ren Pi, or when he died?
The radio in the car was playing music, but there was no date displayed.
The car kept inching forward and stopping, stuck in traffic.
I glanced out the window