Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

"By the way, do you still have the bedding made of the fur of the dream-eating tapir?"

"I want it."

Sakurai looked at the other person suspiciously, then withdrew his fist from the bartender's nose and asked for the other person's collection as a matter of course.

“This one, it’s really here.”

"I was going to sell it at a high price, but I was busy with your business, Sakurai-san, so I didn't have time."

Rubbing his red nose, the bartender smiled and took out a pillow from the drawer and handed it to Sakurai.

It was as if he was not the one who was punched just now.

"Brother Sakurai, is there anything else you need? Since you have returned triumphantly this time, feel free to say that we have everything you need in this izakaya."

The bartender almost patted his chest and made a guarantee, acting like a rich East Sea Dragon King who said there were treasures in the Dragon Palace.

"You really do have the guts to say that..."

When the bartender mentioned this, Sakurai remembered that what he saw before he fell into a coma was at least an indescribable supernatural event.

After briefly explaining what happened to the bartender, Sakurai received a look of shock from the profiteer.

"no...."

"Brother Sakurai, you are exaggerating."

After staring in amazement for a while, the bartender, who had managed to hold his chin to prevent it from falling, was dumbfounded.

what's the situation...

Brother Sakurai's CD was ready too quickly this time. He had just defeated the mountain god when he ran into another even more exaggerated supernatural thing.

If I heard correctly, the indescribable thing described by Sakurai-san is clearly [Void].

It is the [embryo] that was cultivated.

Sakurai-san...

So he saved his target from the other party???

This really offended the other party.

The bartender covered his face silently, feeling a little hopeless for a moment.

This young man is really good at causing trouble.

After finally recovering from the shock, the bartender glanced at Sakurai and silently put on the mask of pain again.

It must be said that only Brother Sakurai is so brave.

At least now the semi-retired bartender really doesn't want to get involved in this trouble.

"Brother Sakurai, I don't dare to say too much else. The only thing I can say is..."

"You are now incapable of dealing with him. Even if you were to die and come back to life countless times, the difference between the two of you is too great."

The bartender looked at Sakurai seriously, which was rare. He emphasized the matter very seriously.

"I know, and I have no interest in competing with Him."

Contrary to what the bartender thought, Sakurai really had no interest in this.

He has never been a hero. Most of the time, he is satisfied as long as he does his own job well. He will never meddle in other people's affairs.

This isn't like him, and it's not realistic.

Just like he drove directly past the truck at the beginning, Sakurai actually rarely cared about these trivial matters that had nothing to do with him.

This time I ran to save people because Yotsuya Miko asked me to do it.

Everything is done according to his own [interests], this is his course of action.

Heaving a sigh of relief, the bartender really didn't want to go down there worried about Sakurai anymore. It was too torturous.

But before he could finish his breath, Sakurai added another sentence.

"At least not yet."

after all...

I can't just sit there and do nothing about that child.

I promised those idiots that I would lend a helping hand to anyone within my reach.

Got it...

This time the bartender couldn't take off the mask of pain.

"My dear Sakurai, let's not go looking for trouble. We really can't defeat them in a short time."

The bartender, who almost couldn't get up in one breath, almost knelt down in front of Sakurai.

How could anyone do this?

How could anyone do such a thing?

Even if you are immortal and have the ability to predict the future, you are not truly invincible.

Otherwise, Sakurai would not have fallen into a coma after the battle.

Even if one is [immortal], one will become mentally fatigued.

If it comes to a certain critical point, Sakurai will disappear from this world in a spiritual sense.

"Among the family that was targeted by that indescribable person, that little girl gave me a very special feeling."

"I have a feeling that there is a similarity between her and me somewhere."

“So, I can’t just let it go.”

Looking at the bartender, Sakurai spoke out his thoughts word by word.

"It's up to you. I still say the same thing. If you can't hold on, remember to come to me, even though I don't have much ability."

"But you'll have no problem protecting Sakurai-san."

"Also, if you really want to intervene, please promise me one thing."

Holding Sakurai's shoulders, the bartender looked at him seriously.

Finally, he pinched his nose and spoke a long speech in a dry voice.

"Ah, I remember."

"Thanks, my friend."

After hitting the bartender on the shoulder, Sakurai picked up the [task prop] prepared by the bartender on the table, turned around and left the pub.

He knows, this guy...

I am very tired now, but I am just forcing myself to be alert and talk to him.

so...

Let this profiteer have a good rest while he can still hold on.

"Brother Sakurai, we really are..."

"There's nothing we can do to you."

The bartender held his forehead with one hand and sighed bitterly as his head ached from overwork.

Can't our friend be more careful?

Even if it's us, messing around like this...

It will also shorten your life.

What the bartender didn't say was that if the current Sora Aoi still had a chance of a one-for-one exchange, then those guys behind Sora Aoi would have absolutely no chance for Sakurai to do anything about it.

so...

The bartender really didn't want Sakurai to get involved.

The [egg] that is referred to as [empty death].

The real name of this large spirit is [Embryo of Dawn and Darkness], and the organization hidden behind it is quite formidable.

For Brother Sakurai.

After all, although Brother Sakurai is ruthless to the supernatural, he will kill any trace of it until the last moment.

No matter how powerful the enemy is, they cannot move him.

But Sakurai has his stubbornness and bottom line, that is...

While he would subconsciously lend a helping hand to those in misfortune, he would not kill anyone.

The bartender sighed as he lowered his head and shook the milk in the glass.

For Sakurai, who appears to be cold and doesn't care about anything, but is actually more upright and stubborn than anyone else.

Those guys might be the most formidable opponents.

After all, they have no bottom line.

36. Meeting with Baoyue's family

"Hello."

"Okay, I see. Wait for me for a moment, I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Sakurai turned over and got on the motorcycle. With the roar of the engine, he stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

"Sorry, I'm a little late."

By the time Sakurai arrived, the Baoyue family had already been there for some time.

Sakurai took off his motorcycle helmet and placed it on the headlight, then got off the motorcycle, giving people a very cold feeling.

"No, we came too early."

"Thank you again for saving our family."

As the head of the family, Baoyue's father held the back of the restless Baoyue Yexiao, and the three of them bent down together to express their gratitude.