Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

Insert it, turn it, then kick out and pull out the dagger at the same time.

After shaking off the rotten flesh on the dagger, Sakurai took another step forward and swung his fist.

With one punch, the woman, who realized belatedly that she had lost her child again, was knocked to the ground.

"You can see me, you can see me..."

“Why, why, why…”

"Child, child, my child."

"I want revenge for my child, give my child back to me..."

Without waiting for the woman with flying hair to continue her vicious speech, Sakurai rode on her stomach and punched her in the face again and again.

Using the woman as a punching tool, Sakurai kept hitting her. He raised the dagger and brought it down, piercing her head.

Picked up the bloodstained and somewhat blurry photo of a family of three.

In it, a man in a suit is holding a child wearing a birthday crown, who is pouting his creamy mouth and twisting his body restlessly, and holding the hand of his wife in a red dress, smiling happily.

The husband is handsome, the wife is beautiful, and the children are cute.

happy family.

This was the happiest day for the family of three.

The traces captured on the day when the couple celebrated the birthday of their happy child.

How nice it would be if time could stop at that day, if her child hadn't died, and the three of them could still live happily together.

pity...

The power of time cannot be controlled by humans.

The child had a car accident, and she...

He also developed mental problems after losing his child and died unexpectedly due to the same reason.

Only the husband was left, all alone.

If Sakurai remembered correctly, the husband who was the only one to survive seemed to have initiated a commission through some channel, hoping to find the photo that disappeared after his wife's death. This should be it.

In that case, then don’t eat it.

The blood, flesh and blood on his body turned into black gas and disappeared after Sakurai picked up the photo. What finally appeared was the cold, hard and upright body. Sakurai retracted the dagger and walked towards the stunned Yotsuya Miko again.

"I'll take you somewhere tomorrow."

Sakurai pulled up Yotsuya Miko, who was sitting on the ground stupidly and dared not move, and looked at her.

"But my friend and I have an appointment to meet at Tea Bucks at 2 o'clock tomorrow afternoon, and then we should go shopping."

Frightened and trembling, Yotsuya Miko said this sentence tremblingly. She was ready to cancel the date with Xiaohua.

If she didn't know it was something bad, she would probably hide and call the police.

The boss's fighting style is too violent and bloody.

She just...

Almost got wet.

I'm still a little weak now. Fortunately I didn't lose my composure in the end, otherwise I would have wanted to die.

"is it?"

"Then later, I'll come find you after you finish your date with your friend."

"That's it."

Sakurai nodded and left without paying attention to Yotsuya Miko's daze.

Boss, so scary.

But why, I feel so safe.

Yotsuya Miko no longer understood what she was thinking.

Wait, boss, do you have my contact information?

How did he find me???

......

......

"I am leaving."

It seemed like someone behind her was telling her to be careful on the road, but Yotsuya Miko didn't care at all. She just said this, changed her shoes, and ran out the door.

It’s going to be too late, why did I get up late today!!!

I glanced at the time on my phone and saw that things were not going well.

Why did she suffer from insomnia because the ghost story about her boss kept replaying in her head?

After waking up, it is completely too late to simply wash up and put on makeup before going out.

Is it really too early for a JK like her to be able to kill a boss with such an exaggerated manner and with a flick of the knife?

What should I do? The psychological trauma that I had finally gotten rid of came back again because of my boss.

Hearing the mechanical reminder of "Prepare to depart" in her ears, Yotsuya Miko, who finally caught the bus, breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s really great to catch up.

Looking at the message Xiaohua sent to me on the phone.

Yotsuya Miko wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Come to think of it, with the special care my boss has given me, it seems that rosary beads are not particularly necessary anymore, right?

After casually browsing the interface twice, looking at the rosary that cost nearly 4,000 yen, Jianzi's eyes twitched unconsciously.

So expensive! Super expensive!!!

My wallet is aching; this amount is a bit too much for a girl to afford, especially since my mom is the only income earner in the family.

28. Unlucky Miss JK

If I were the me yesterday, I might have had to spend a lot of money to buy this.

No, you will definitely be taken advantage of.

Otherwise I would really be scared to death.

Anyway, at least now I have a way to deal with bad things.

No matter how scared I am, at least there is a way to survive.

Yotsuya Miko told herself this.

If you think about it this way, it’s really great that I mustered up the courage to seek help from the boss last night.

Compared to this, a little bit of psychological pressure doesn't seem unacceptable.

Then when Yotsuya Miko raised her head, she saw that there was an extra person in the front seat which was originally empty.

If I remember correctly, this person was sitting in the front row. When did he get in front of me?

Wait, Yotsuya Miko suddenly thought of something. It seemed that every time she looked up, this person moved back one position and then ran in front of her.

Yabai, no way, no way, no way, how could I be so unlucky.

It can even knock down bad things, which is too scary.

Yotsuya Miko felt uncomfortable as she heard the conversation sounds of [This is really ridiculous, right?], [What do you think?], [This is really funny?], and [Hahahaha] playing in her ears in a loop.

Wait, wait, wait, maybe I'm thinking too much. What if, what if this person is just bored and keeps changing positions or something, there are people like this, right?

Yotsuya Miko grunted and tried to convince herself.

No wonder, this guy looks bad no matter how you look at him, okay? ? ?

Yotsuya Miko's mentality was a little broken.

Calm down, calm down, Yotsuya Miko, check again, maybe you made a mistake.

First of all, there are six people in the car including me.

A man and a woman sitting at the back of the bus had no intention of talking, and the girl next to her was also resting with her eyes closed.

Um...

What a mistake.

In this case, no matter how you look at it, the sound seems to be coming from the front, okay?

The fact that one person can make four completely different sounds is definitely a bad thing, okay?

White teeth, white teeth, white teeth, she is so unlucky.

No, no, no...

Is my life so bizarre???

There are too many bad things.

Yotsuya Miko had to admit that she was thinking too much. What about never being frightened by the supernatural again? She clearly forgot to take the premise into consideration.

When the boss is not around, it's still scary to face bad things alone! ! !

White teeth, white teeth, white teeth, is it too late to jump out of the car now?

Yotsuya Kenko, who was trying hard not to scream, was dumbfounded.

As if he had noticed her gaze, the bad guy sitting in front of her had no intention of suppressing his voice.

A thick black aura emerged from her dark blue skin, and four heads appeared, surrounding her and repeating these four sentences over and over again.

Pretending to be calm, she looked at her phone and tried her best to ignore the existence of bad things. Her body was so tense and stiff that she was sweating profusely.

He subconsciously grabbed the utility knife in his pocket and felt the cold air on it. Yotsuya Kenko's frightened mood was somewhat relieved.

It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter, I am no longer the same person I was yesterday.