Crossover anime, a daily life that begins with hunting supernatural beings.

"You can give it to me too, as part of my performance bonus."

"If you're still this lucky."

Well...

Mr. Sakurai was still somewhat unwilling to accept that the only thing left behind by Yotsuya Miko's first "explosion" was candy.

The data from the unscrupulous merchants clearly shows that even ten supernatural encounters might not yield one item, and getting one food item out of a hundred is considered extremely lucky.

Why is Yotsuya Miko so lucky?

And yet, after slaughtering so many animals, not a single one of them is actually edible.

"Remember to wear a mask. I think you should know what will happen when you, little lamb, are exposed."

Without explaining the consequences of not wearing a mask, Sakurai had complete faith in his assistant's imagination.

See? Just look at how pale Yotsuya Mikoto looks; you can tell she's imagined at least twenty ways to die.

No wonder he's his assistant; among the people he knows, he's one of the most afraid of dying.

Although he doesn't know many people either.

"That's about it. Any other questions?"

"I'll help you solve this while I still have time."

After rambling on for a while, feeling that he had said enough, Sakurai gestured to Yotsuya Miko that she could ask questions.

"The boss is that... well..."

"Is the owner of that izakaya... a person?"

Wearing the prayer beads on her wrist, a warm feeling, like basking in the sun, enveloped her heart. Subconsciously lowering her voice, Yotsuya Miko obediently raised her hand to ask a question.

"Who knows? I heard from other customers that this shop has been around since the Edo period, and he is still the only owner."

"I don't know about before that."

"Whether it's a person or something, I think you can probably guess."

"Greedy, corrupt, and with a multitude of bizarre rules, they can't seem to be killed."

"All you need to know is that as long as you wear the mask I gave you, you'll be safe with him. He won't refuse to give me that face."

"You don't need to know anything else."

Upon hearing this, Yotsuya Miko raised her boss's brutality level by several more levels.

Even if someone were to say that she, a boss who is a year younger than herself, is Susanoo's human representative, she wouldn't be surprised.

"Alright, if there are no further questions, that concludes today's operation."

"This place shouldn't be too far from your home."

"I hope you're still alive and well when we meet tomorrow, assistant."

"By the way, one of your salaries is that you can ask me for help once a quarter. Whether you help me or not depends on my mood."

"is that OK."

As Sakurai said this, she smiled very sweetly.

For a fleeting moment, Yotsuya Miko felt as if she had fallen in love.

Then, the next second, hearing that still-cold voice felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over me.

The boss is still the boss.

A super tycoon who has no feelings for his children.

and many more...

Why did you suddenly laugh like that, boss? Did I do something wrong and you're going to kill me?

Normally, Sakurai's smile should give people a warm feeling, but unfortunately...

Miko Yotsuya simply couldn't reconcile that smile with Sakurai's.

It was like the smile of a great demon king who had fought his way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

I dare not move! I dare not move!

She glanced at Sakurai suspiciously, then lowered her head in disbelief. Yotsuya Miko was ready to run away at any moment.

Even when she first met the fat otaku ghost, she was more afraid than this. With her survival instincts at their peak, Yotsuya Miko was trembling with fear.

"Isn't it pretty? I just learned it from Mafuyu-nee."

Sakurai rubbed his face, his expression returning to blank, but he couldn't help but frown.

He also wanted to test the results of today's tutoring.

Fine, if it doesn't work, it doesn't work.

Anyway, he's gotten used to his current face.

So be it.

Too lazy to pay attention to the terrified Yotsuya Miko, he stretched and walked into the darkness on his own.

That's not the problem, boss. Your smile is sweet, but your voice sounds off.

Yotsuya Mikoto felt a little numb.

By the way, does the boss not know my name yet, which is why he keeps calling me "assistant"?

I don't recall introducing myself by name.

Could I have remembered it wrong?

And it seems I haven't exchanged contact numbers with the boss yet.

Blinking, Miko Yotsuya suddenly realized what had happened.

never mind...

If you don’t know, just don’t know.

In short, I think I'll be...

Safe.

Looking at the rosary beads on her left hand, Miko Yotsuya finally couldn't contain her joy and smiled.

It's that smile...

They look incredibly silly no matter how you look at them.

Having barely managed to restrain herself, Yotsuya Miko belatedly realized that she was all alone on the street and couldn't help but shudder.

My teeth are white, this is bad, if I don't go back soon my mom will worry.

Realizing this, Yotsuya Miko ultimately spent a lot of money to take a taxi back.

The price was that my already precarious allowance was completely wiped out.

But compared to that, I can finally get a good night's sleep.

Wearing prayer beads, Miko Yotsuya fell asleep with a silly smile on her face.

This time, at least the ghost baby didn't crawl on her stomach and scare her.

36. Achievement complete: Have lunch with a beautiful high school girl.

What I can say for sure is that I don't like going to school; I always feel like I'm wasting my time.

And one thing is for sure: school life might be a rare period of relaxation for me.

By Mr. Sakurai, who was having lunch break and didn't know what to eat, so he just let his mind wander.

Then Sakurai saw Yotsuya Miko pacing back and forth at the classroom door, looking conflicted, and behind her, Yurikawa Hana, who was crouching there furtively, thinking she was sneaking around very well, with her pink hair.

What a pair of idiotic best friends, they're ridiculously stupid.

Sakurai thought to himself.

However, it is remarkable that people who are not relatives can forge such a connection.

Sakurai simply couldn't imagine what kind of person the one with whom he had formed such a bond would be.

He ignored the surprised looks from his classmates and the "Wow, this guy is so brave!" expressions.

Sakurai stood up expressionlessly and went to Yotsuya Miko's side. He naturally took the larger bento from her hand, then glanced at Yurikawa Hana, who was trying to find something interesting about him but was startled by his gaze.

Sakurai, not wanting to ask the silly question of why she was being given a bento, and knowing that this was part of Yotsuya Miko's job, lifted the bento box in his hand.

Whether it tastes good or not is unknown, but since he often eats leftovers, he's not picky about food anymore.

More important than that is being able to eat your fill.

This portion size should be enough to make you about 70% full.

Eating too much can make you sleepy.

Um...

satisfaction.

Sakurai silently gave Yotsuya Miko an approving look, though Yotsuya Miko only felt like she was being glared at by the boss's death stare.

Was it really too arrogant of me to come over without the boss's permission?

Miss Jianzi was trembling with fear.

Sakurai glanced at his classmates whispering behind him out of the corner of his eye, his brows furrowed slightly, and walked straight toward the activity room where he and Kirisu Mafuyu had their tutoring sessions.

At this point, there should be no one there.

It doesn't matter if there are people around.

Anyway, it's better than here.

Looking left and right, Yotsuya Miko followed closely behind Sakurai, and when she passed by her stalker best friend, she dragged her along as well.

Only a group of bewildered students were left standing there.