Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

It just...

It's just a monster that stole the Buddha's appearance while the Buddha was in his three thousand dreams.

Just like the Yellow-browed King of the Little Leiyin Temple, a complete bastard.

It’s just that behind the Yellow-browed King is Maitreya Buddha, while behind it, there is only itself.

And Sakurai...

He is not the ambitious Monkey King, nor is he the majestic Monkey King who escorted Elder Tang to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures.

He is just a [selfish] guy, who aimed at the beast in order to prepare self-defense tools for Sister Manfuyu...

Just a human being.

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Sakurai held the dagger in reverse and stepped on the ground to meet the enemy.

The dust obscured Sakurai's eyes, but could not block his mind.

He had clearly memorized the appearance of the twisted beast and its location.

The sharp edge of the dagger passed through the beast's eyes, leaving a long and narrow cut on them.

"Humanity!!!"

“Disrespect for the gods!!!”

The beast roared, twisted and screamed, and two lines of blood and tears fell from the wound in front of it.

With a foul smell.

With a shrill scream, it was punishing Sakurai for his crimes.

It is in...

Curse Sakurai for everything he has done so far.

"There are eight million gods in this country, do the math..."

"Who am I?"

"Not to mention..."

"You are not even a god."

"He's just a supernatural being. He's been pretending to be a god for so long that he really thinks he's become a Buddha."

The tail pierced through Sakurai's chest, but failed to stop Sakurai from moving forward.

He grabbed the beast's pitch-black tail in his hand and pulled with the dagger to cut off the beast's tail.

Sakurai didn't give it any chance to fight back. He took the tail off its chest and threw it aside, stepped forward, and bent down to avoid the beast's pounce.

He grabbed its head with both hands and pulled hard, then turned over and rode on the beast's back as it kept moving and struggling. His legs pierced by sharp hair were fixed on the beast's body like a vise, giving it no chance to break free.

He clenched his fist holding the dagger and punched it on the head.

The sound of bones breaking was heard, which was proof that Sakurai had used too much force.

Sakurai turned a deaf ear to this and without waiting for the bone to heal completely, he punched him hard again.

Bang! ! !

There was another ear-piercing sound of bones cracking, followed by a pitch-black gas emanating from the contact surface of the fist and the head, which gradually dissipated in the air.

Sakurai punched the beast's head hard into the ground.

"You are too weak."

"Compared to other supernatural beings of the same fame as you that I have seen, it is far inferior."

"What's wrong? Are you satisfied with killing me once?"

"Have you been hunting humans by deception all this time, causing you to forget even the most basic fighting methods of a supernatural being?"

"As expected, trash is trash. Even if you become a spirit, you can't change this result."

Sakurai taunted the beast, punching it in the skull again and again.

Don't give it any chance to raise its head.

Punch after punch, until the beast's roar changed from resentment and hatred to dying, and until the beast's body no longer rose and fell.

The beast twisted, struggled, and twitched its body, trying to throw Sakurai off.

Finally, motionless.

It's dead.

The pitch-black aura finally stopped spreading, revealing the true face of the beast.

The head is flat, there is no tail, and it lies on the ground motionless...

An ugly giant fox in a monk's robe with human limbs.

Under Sakurai's gaze, the fox turned into black gas and disappeared without a trace, leaving only its tail twitching on the ground, as if it was not completely dead yet.

"The fox is taking advantage of the tiger's might. The monks are using the Buddha's name to deceive the world."

“It’s quite fitting.”

Sakurai shook his fist, wiped the bloody dagger on his body and put it into his shoulder bag.

Picking up the one-meter-long fox tail on the ground, he pursed his lips, and after sorting out his emotions for a long time, he forced an ugly smile with the corners of his mouth.

He said...

"Old man, I kept my word and I lived to the end."

I seemed to hear a hoarse laugh, and an old man was looking at me kindly, pushing his reading glasses.

Behind the old man, there were young boys calling out his name.

It seems that I have been waiting for a very long time.

It has been so long that the old man only remembers their voices but not their looks.

17. Kirisu Mafuyu couldn't refuse Sakurai

After defeating the fox monk who disguised himself as a god, Sakurai did not waste the remaining two days of vacation.

He travels back and forth between the streets of various sizes centered on Ichinose High School, clearing out the more eye-catching ghosts on the streets.

This is how the three-day vacation ended.

This morning...

After a quick wash, Sakurai put the half-price bento he bought on the way home from school yesterday into his bag, picked up his shoulder bag and left the apartment.

After a long absence, Sakurai arrived at school a few minutes early and exchanged his sneakers with the shoes in the storage cabinet. He heard the students talking in groups of two or three.

"Did you hear that?"

"Class 1-A's [Thumb Princess with Ingenious Mechanisms] has asked for leave these days. She seems to be sick."

Girl A, who was passing by, told girl B on the side the gossip she had just heard.

"I heard that he was delivering food for his family's noodle shop and caught a cold. He's obviously a genius. If it were me, I wouldn't have gone out to deliver food."

Girl B is somewhat envious of the other person's talent.

"She's not sick. I heard that Thumb Princess was targeted by that thing."

Girl C on the side intervened in the conversation with a mysterious look on her face.

"Is this true? Who told you that?"

Girl A and Girl B looked at Girl C in surprise.

"I'm only telling you, don't tell anyone else."

"One of my junior high school classmates saw it with her own eyes. She saw Thumbelina's father nervously taking Thumbelina to the Glass Shrine."

"I heard that Princess Thumb turned pale, as if all her yang energy had been sucked out of her."

"It must be a ghost, otherwise why would a sick person run to a shrine?"

Girl C, whose vanity was satisfied, nodded seriously and then whispered to them in a low voice.

"real or fake."

The three girls who were chatting and gossiping walked away with the gossip in all directions.

Then...

During lunch break, even Sakurai, who didn't know the others, heard about it from his classmates.

The rumor became more and more outrageous as more and more people knew about it. Later, there was even a rumor that Thumbelina was not actually a human and was just being tamed.

During the three days he was on leave, malicious, biased, and unfounded intelligence had spread throughout the school.

Of course, Sakurai doesn't care about this kind of thing.

For him, the only person he cares about right now is Kirisu Mafuyu.

Moreover, perhaps even this person no longer exists.

When he thought about how he couldn't help but confront Sister Manfuyu, he fell silent.

certainly--

This level of regret is nothing compared to what might happen if Sister Manfuyu is harmed by a supernatural being one day.

I don’t know if Sister Manfuyu is wearing the amulet. What should I do if she doesn’t want to wear it?

The remains for exchange have been prepared, and the next step is to find a suitable self-defense item.

Sakurai pursed his lips knowing that his blood could only hold out for a short time.

While thinking about all these random things, Sakurai casually pinched a butterfly ghost to death on the road, stuffed the wing-like remains into his mouth and chewed them. Then he took out the chicken bento that he bought at half price last night from his shoulder bag.

I found a deserted spot under a tree, opened it and started eating.