Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

Damn it, why should I go to school?

Suddenly I don’t feel like studying that much anymore. Why should I listen to Madoka-san and go to school?

Sakurai, with a bitter face, couldn't help but sigh.

Why should a one-month-old child like him enter the life of a high school student?

do not care...

It is more important to think about what to eat next.

I quickly put aside the things that I would need to think about in the future. As the saying goes, drink today and worry about tomorrow when it comes.

If he has any troubles, let him worry about them when he gets home.

One should enjoy life to the fullest when he is happy. He doesn't want to worry about something of this magnitude now.

Sakurai was walking on the road with his head slightly lowered, and his way forward was blocked by a figure.

Without any intention of looking up, he took a step to the left to avoid the person coming and continued walking towards the apartment.

Then he was caught up by the man who was jogging.

With his brows furrowed, Sakurai raised his head in annoyance.

White teeth, white teeth, white teeth, what to do...

What to do, what to do, what to do.

Am I going to die? Am I going to die?

I rushed up in a fit of excitement.

Being looked at coldly by Sakurai, Yotsuya Miko's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

Calm down, calm down, calm down, take a deep breath, take a deep breath.

After finally calming down, Yotsuya Miko was thinking, should she really seek help from this big shot who is an ordinary person in human society?

Thinking like this, Yotsuya Miko thought of the fat ghost on the rainy night, the long-necked ghost when she was washing her face, and the ghost baby that crawled into her bed when she slept.

Thinking about all the bad things I have seen in the past few days.

Never mind, just die.

Compared to the expensive Buddhist beads that she didn't know if they could be used, if she didn't look for the ready-made big boss, she would be dead soon.

The poor girl with golden eyes and black hair gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and completed a series of Sichuan Opera face-changing moves, then bent down sincerely and with determination.

"Hello, could you please..."

"Help."

23. Visible Girl

Oh ~

This guy is.

After taking a closer look, Sakurai remembered that this girl with the same hair and eye color as him was the one who glanced at him and then pretended not to see him while he was eating his lunch box today.

Sakurai touched his chin and suddenly added the second half of the sentence for no reason.

"hungry."

"Eh!"

Jianzi made a rather surprised sound.

"I'm hungry and need to eat. If you treat me to a meal, I can listen to what you have to say."

"If you don't agree, get out of the way."

Looking down at Yotsuya Miko who was hunched over and unable to stand up, Sakurai came up with this good idea that would kill two birds with one stone.

He won twice without having to think about what to eat and paying for it himself.

As for whether he should listen to what she says later, that depends on whether he is in the mood after he has eaten.

Well....

Before that, I have to take care of my personal hygiene.

The stench that still lingered on his body made Sakurai quite disgusted.

"I understand."

After gritting her teeth and hesitating for a long time, Yotsuya Miko finally compromised after taking out her cell phone and sending a message to her family.

By the way, is this junior from the same school of hers really not a bad guy hanging around in the world?

The same black gas and smell are too scary.

Jianzi swore that she almost cried just now.

......

"I'm full, I'm full."

Walking on the street, Sakurai patted his stomach contentedly which was filled with two large bowls of noodles. Sakurai felt refreshed as his taste buds were satisfied in every sense, but the price he paid was the shrinkage of Yotsuya Miko's wallet.

"Hey, you're treating me to a meal, so just tell me what you want to talk to me about."

"I remember you were scared to death when you saw me at noon, why are you here now?"

They came to the park nearby and found a chair to sit down. Sakurai crossed his legs and turned his head to look at Yotsuya Miko who was following him obediently and seemed a little worried about the money. Sakurai, who was holding a toothpick in his mouth, looked like a bad boy, an expressionless version.

"Please teach me how to deal with bad things."

"If it's you, there's definitely a way, so please save me."

After following all the way, Yotsuya Miko, who was already a little impatient, breathed a sigh of relief. When Sakurai finally spoke, she explained her purpose in a simple and clear manner.

She had had enough of seeing bad things but not being able to deal with them, and could only live in fear.

If she continues like this, she will go crazy sooner or later.

And he will definitely die.

"Oh, so you have the ability to see, right?"

"No wonder you looked like you saw a ghost when you saw me. It smells bad, doesn't it?"

Sakurai, who had carefully cleaned up the store's bathroom, finally reacted.

Why did Yotsuya Miko sniff her nose and breathe through her mouth the first thing she did when she saw her?

All right...

After hearing what Yotsuya Miko said, Sakurai slightly changed his sitting position, probably understanding why this guy came to see him.

He looked her up and down as if she were a rare species.

It's super rare for an ordinary person to suddenly be able to see something. Judging from her reaction, she can see very clearly.

Yotsuya Miko is a rare species!

Although Yotsuya Miko felt a little scalp tingling when Sakurai looked at her, she still suppressed her fear and recalled what happened.

"Yes, on a rainy night a few days ago, I could suddenly see it. There were bad things everywhere."

Even now, recalling the close kill by that fat otaku ghost, Yotsuya Miko still feels a little scared. If she had accidentally revealed her identity once, she would probably have died.

If it wasn't for the desire to survive that saved her...

Maybe she has disappeared from this world now.

just like...

Just like those people in horror movies who are haunted by ghosts for a series of reasons.

Can't breathe, can't speak, can't smile...

died.

In other words, after that day?

Speaking of rain, Sakurai recalled the day after he had a showdown with Kirisu Mafuyu.

That day happened to...

It started to rain heavily.

The time also corresponds.

That is to say...

Is it true that the time this guy can [see] is the second day after those guys came into reality?

It always feels like it's not a coincidence.

Things are getting more and more interesting.

"Really? You can see it but don't have any way to deal with it? According to you, it's everywhere?"

"Then you are really a complete unlucky guy. After all, ordinary people can't deal with them. They can't even touch them."

"But why should I help you?"

"I don't know how you know I can help you, but what good will it do for me to help you? In other words, you must have some value in letting me help you."

"Don't look at me like this. I don't get involved with strangers. Living independently like a goat and ignoring other people is my philosophy of life."

"so..."

"As a condition for my action, what is the reward?"

Sakurai touched his chin, withdrew his unscrupulous gaze on her, crossed his legs again and asked Yotsuya Miko this question.

He didn't know why this guy came to him, but he couldn't find a reason to help.