The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

Although there were many people around, no one would make eye contact with you for more than a second. There were many groups of people, especially couples. A pair of people with a cat looked more like a group of homebodies who had been staying at home for too long and had been kicked out by their parents.

Kusuo Saiki glanced at the mall's signboard and memorized the locations of several buffet restaurants.

For your first job, look for a few shops that don't have many people.

The first shop was a sukiyaki buffet restaurant. A sign next to the entrance clearly stated that they were hiring servers, so Kusuo Saiki went up to inquire.

Nanmao was curled up on the chair by the door, resting with her eyes closed...

"This is the place, it looks pretty good."

"Business isn't very good, is it just that the group leader wants something sweet? Does everyone have to eat sweets for lunch?"

"Hmm... we have other pots to choose from here. If you don't want to eat this, you can choose another one."

"Just trying it would be fine, and for some reason, I have a feeling there's something here that's worth paying attention to..."

"Everyone, look at that cat by the door."

At the same time, Nanmao looked up and met the gazes of the group. There were four of them: Kuroro and three of the female members of the Phantom Troupe. The first thing they saw when they looked up was the ugly, bulging-eyed fish-shaped vacuum cleaner, ready to eat them.

Nanmako woke up with a start. At that moment, Saiki Kusuo was about to take over the shop's exclusive apron and was about to start his new job when Nanmako quickly pulled him away.

Kusuo Saiki: ?

"Knowing something was amiss, we switched to another place!"

Kusuo Saiki accepted this reason.

The second place is a barbecue buffet. Compared to sukiyaki, it has a more smoky, homey feel, and you might even smell of barbecue after a day at work.

Kusuo Saiki went up to ask, and Nanmao lay down on the stool, feeling a headache again.

"Men should eat barbecue, how dare he open a buffet? Haha, Uvogin, let's teach him a lesson!"

"I'm not going to the buffet. Going to the whole roasted lamb restaurant next door to dine and dash is the act of a thief."

"Ha! You're going there? Okay, wait a minute, look at that cat..."

Nobunaga and Uvogin instantly surrounded Nanami, Uvogin's large face with a sinister smile rapidly approaching.

Nanmao stood up, but with too much force, she broke the stool under her feet.

Kusuo Saiki unexpectedly ran out: "What's wrong, you..."

Since he had to speak to communicate with the store manager, Kusuo Saiki also started talking.

"I had a nightmare!"

Nightmare? Isn't a nightmare just a precognitive dream?

"We can't stay here! Let's find somewhere else!"

Seeing Nanako's state, Saiki Kusuo knew that staying here would definitely not lead to anything good. He paid for the stool and left with Nanako.

The third restaurant is a roast duck buffet.

This buffet restaurant specializes in roast duck, and the aroma of roast duck fills the air as soon as you enter.

This time, Nanmao crawled inside the table at the front desk by the door and hid, taking another nap.

"Oh, I smelled a wonderful roast duck as soon as I walked in. Not bad, this place is great."

"The money I robbed yesterday was just enough for two people to have a meal, so I guess you could call it robbing."

"Let's eat at this restaurant then."

"Hey waiter, we have two tiers of service. What's the second tier...? This table feels off when I tap it."

"Hey, look what I found here! We've been searching for so long..."

"Bang!" The sound of the table being destroyed!

Nanmao woke up with a start! Her tail snapped the table in half!

What's with this Phantom Troupe that keeps haunting us? Weren't they supposed to be looking for Chameleon? They're just here to cause trouble!

Hearing the commotion, Kusuo Saiki came out and saw Nanpako and the frightened receptionist.

Who was facing the nightmare?

Kusuo Saiki used his last remaining money to pay for the table and left with Nanmao.

Nanmao's face was gloomy. Hiding wasn't a solution. Since the Phantom Troupe was coming to this mall, he might as well take this opportunity to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

Kusuo Saiki: Are you troubled?

Nanmao stopped in his tracks and realized that he had unknowingly walked several steps ahead of Saiki Kusuo.

What exactly did I foresee? Will I regain my superpowers today?

Nanmao shook her head frantically: "How could that be? Ordinary days are still a long way off!"

Did I mess up every single job?

Nanmao: No, it was the Phantom Troupe that messed things up. It's better not to say that.

"Right! The costume crew!" Since the Phantom Troupe members need to eat, let's just switch to a different job!

If it's mascot costume work, it's usually on the first floor. It's almost noon now, so those members of the Phantom Troupe are likely to be around.

Nanmao kept a watchful eye on the people coming down from the various elevators and escalators in the mall, while leading Saiki Kusuo to the emergency exit.

The escape route is so civilized; he should be glad that he chose to include an escape route in the mall even in the Dark Continent where there is no fire.

Nanmao looked around suspiciously like a thief, then used his tail to push open the escape tunnel door while keeping a watchful eye on the surroundings with his back to Saiki Kusuo.

Kusuo Saiki: Wait a minute, Kusuo-neko, I noticed you earlier...

"Let's go to the escape route first; it's too dangerous for the main body here."

Kusuo Saiki: But that thing on you is really bothersome, don't you feel it?

"What's that?" Wait, why are there footsteps in the escape tunnel?! Above and below!

The door had just closed when Nanmao immediately stretched out her tail to open it.

Kusuo Saiki squatted down and pressed down on Nanmao's neck.

Nanmao was caught by the scruff of her neck.

"Hmm? The real body...? I brought you here for no other reason than to find a job in a mascot costume. The service station is on the left-hand side of the exit of the first-floor escape tunnel..." What are you going to do? What are you going to do in this pitch-black place? What are you going to do touching the back of your neck in this dark corner of the escape tunnel where no one is around?!

Nanmao tensed up, lowered its tail, and ignored the approaching footsteps. Even closer was its own heartbeat, its own heartbeat getting faster and faster. Wait a minute, why is there another heartbeat that's even faster?

Kusuo Saiki pulled out a fluffy "accessory" from the back of the cat's neck.

Kusuo Saiki was holding a small white weasel in his hand. Nanmao stared at the thing that had already picked up his scent and was now crying incessantly.

It took a bite and "bit" its head into its mouth.

Anger. So this is what makes the Phantom Troupe head straight for him every time they meet! Throw it in the trash can, send him back to that stinking Meteor City, send the entire Phantom Troupe back to that stinking Meteor City! ...Where did that murderous aura come from?

Nanmao looked up and saw that Kuroro was coming down the stairs above, while the female members of the Phantom Troupe were coming up the stairs below.

Oh, so they met in the emergency exit and went to eat there, right?

Why would criminals and thieves choose an escape route? Are they trying to turn it into a death trap?

Nanmao suddenly realized that Machi's threads were all around her. Pike raised the Black Hole Pistol below, Kuroro held a book in one hand and had the other behind his back, and the drooling fish stuck out its big tongue, which was also held by Shizuku behind him.

Spiders had surrounded them.

And everyone exuded a murderous aura.

The cat raised its tail and arched its back.

Ha, don't think you can bully my side. Today I'll show you what a superpowered person is like...

Kusuo Saiki bent his index finger and gently tapped the cat's nose.

"Spit it out! How can you just eat rats like that?"

Nanmao obediently spat the food onto the ground.

Of course he didn't die, and he wouldn't eat live animals. Even though he turned into a cat, he was still a human.

The weasel, no, the chameleon, wiped the drool off its face on the ground, thinking today was the end of the world, while washing its face with its paws, when it suddenly saw the leather shoes in front of it.

A pair of leather shoes with buttons on the upper, an oddly shaped pair of shoes unlike any other in the world, and trouser legs with straps that are perfect for climbing! This is!

The chameleon's eyes turned into tear bubbles, and it quickly spun and climbed up Kuroro's trouser leg. Its paws tugged at the straps and belt, and it stepped on the two belts to squeeze into Kuroro's clothes. In no time, it crawled out from under his lining and perched on his shoulder.

"Wow?!" came the exclamation from Kusuo Saiki.

Kusuo Saiki only noticed the row of people standing behind him when he was following the fleeing rat. At that moment, he was startled like any ordinary person and almost sat down on the ground.

"Yowoowoowoo!"

Nanmao: Who's protecting it with their saliva? Put it down, or I'll eat it right now.

"Alright, alright, it's good that you're back. We can't understand you unless you turn into a parrot." Kuroro stroked the weasel's head, and the weasel's head nestled in Kuroro's palm, tears streaming down its face.

"Sorry, I misunderstood earlier. I thought you didn't know this was Mimi and were going to feed the cat." Kuroro reached out to Saiki Kusuo, who was squatting on the ground.

Don't scare me, really.

Because they were searching for lost animals, the tour group's footsteps were especially quiet.

Nanmao: Who would eat something that looks like a rat with snot and tears streaming down its face? Does it even remember that I'm a super-powered cat?

Ten minutes later, the chameleon cat transformed into a parrot and persistently recounted its grand adventure to Kuroro.

“Thank you for helping me find him, Saiki,” Kuroro said.

No, I didn't do anything. Who knows when this thing got attached to Nanmao?

Kusuo Saiki patted the cat, indicating that Kuroro should thank the cat.

Kuroro stared at the cat and noticed that the cat was staring intently at the parrot-shaped chameleon cat on his shoulder, and was even emitting a subtle killing intent.

Was it really this cat that saved them? A cat staring at a bird—anyone would only think of…

“Hey, my original form is human,” Nanmao said in human language.

"Oh, I remember now. But who would put an animal's head in their mouth?"

Nanmao searched through her vast memories: "A cat lover?"