Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

"It can reduce the wearer's presence in the eyes of the spirits, and it will be easy for passing spirits to ignore the wearer's existence."

"This sandalwood bead is even more extraordinary. It was taken out after being offered in front of the statue for ten years."

"Because of this, the rosary is blessed with divine power. Before the wearer is about to be harmed by the supernatural, it will spontaneously trigger a single-person barrier to protect the holder."

"After the barrier is triggered, it can absorb the free spiritual energy in the air and the essence of the sun and the moon and transform it into divine power. It will also absorb the user's daily free [qi] in the air to ensure normal operation."

"The only corresponding thing is that the user's appetite will increase a little bit."

The bartender kept talking like a machine gun and listed a series of advantages in full. He seriously introduced to Sakurai the good stuff he had got with great difficulty.

"It's definitely worth the money. Those who bought it said they made a lot of money."

“It’s just the price. It’s a little hard to define.”

"You know, these things are out of stock."

The bartender, whose smile was so adorable, almost hugged Sakurai's thighs.

"Look at you, look at you, I'm definitely easy to talk to, Sakurai-kun, just give it to me as you see fit."

He rubbed his fingers together, squinting his eyes and glancing at the bartender at the table from time to time. No matter how he looked at him, he looked like a villain.

"Everything left on the table belongs to you. If it's not enough, I will give you some more later."

Originally, Sakurai was only planning to exchange one prop, but on a whim he decided to buy an extra one.

I don’t know if there are enough leftovers on this table.

"No problem. We are happy to give this favor to Brother Sakurai."

"The rosary now belongs to you, Sakurai-san."

The bartender's face was almost blooming with smiles.

Looking at the bartender, Yotsuya Miko couldn't help but think of the smug look of the weasel that stole the chicken.

"That..."

"You mentioned asking about something before, what exactly is it?"

The deal was done, and the happy bartender began to negotiate the second deal.

"It's very simple."

"What are the recent extra guys in Changshi like? I don't believe that you, a guy who doesn't do anything without profit, don't have any information about this."

Sakurai tapped the table, took a sip of milk and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Of course, it's no big deal. I should say that Brother Sakurai is really giving me face."

"This news is basically a semi-open secret, so just treat it as a giveaway."

"I'll sort out the information and send it to your email later."

"How about this? As a small gift for our long-term cooperation, I'll transfer another million to you."

"Let's settle the bill later, otherwise we won't be able to collect these relics with peace of mind."

"Brother Sakurai, if you think our service is good, you can give us priority next time you have something to sell."

After some consideration, the bartender gave some other insignificant gifts.

"Xin, I have no problem with that."

"Then...deal is done."

Nodding and bowing, the bartender's tone was sweeter than honey.

The bartender, whose eyes were almost glued to the remnants on the table, almost patted his chest and guaranteed that there was no problem.

"The deal is done. Both the money and the goods have been paid."

Drink up the milk in one gulp.

Sakurai stopped Yotsuya Miko, who was about to put her hand into her arms to take something out, and pulled her up.

"Take care, big boss. Come back often when you have time."

With a friendly bow and wave, the bartender almost rushed over to hug Sakurai and give him a blowjob.

"Thank you, profiteer."

After saying this, Sakurai left the izakaya in the alley with steady steps, as the enthusiastic profiteers watched him go.

Having given up her original plan, Yotsuya Miko immediately followed closely.

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"Food remains are very special. Never let others know that you have them."

"The profiteer is not a good person. Even if I brought you here, it would be easy for that guy to get your attention."

"You are too weak now. I hope you remember the principle of not showing off your wealth."

After walking a distance, Sakurai stopped and spoke.

"Yes, boss."

Yotsuya Miko, who had originally planned to exchange this relic for a self-protection tool, felt a little disappointed.

Having missed this opportunity, when will she be able to stop caring about the existence of bad things?

“The mask can be taken off now.”

“There’s no need to wear it now.”

Following Sakurai's instructions, he took off the mask, revealing a face that looked easy to bully. The mask turned into golden light and disappeared in Yotsuya Miko's hand, and finally formed a white Q-version Samoyed on the back of her hand that required careful observation to be noticed.

"The mask will appear automatically when you need it, and no one will know your true face after you put it on."

"Remember to wear it whenever you are on the move."

Sakurai said this and casually threw one of the rosary beads to Yotsuya Miko.

He licked his lips subconsciously. What should he do now that he was craving for udon noodles?

"Boss, this should be very expensive."

With a grunt, Yotsuya Kenkoto, who caught the rosary, was so frightened that he looked at Sakurai helplessly, not knowing whether he should return the rosary to Sakurai or not.

Just kidding...

100 million is just a gift in the transaction just now.

She had never seen such an amount of money in her life. It was too expensive.

She couldn't even afford this rosary even if she sold all her belongings. She was still feeling pain over the rosary costing several thousand yen in the afternoon. Now thinking about it, Yotsuya Miko felt that she was too ignorant.

Is the mysterious world so luxurious?

She is still too ignorant.

I never thought a rosary could be sold for so much???

Also, the boss just gave her such expensive rosary?

I’m afraid my boss has some ideas about me.

Impossible, impossible. A ruthless person like the boss would never look down on me.

After slapping herself twice in her heart, Yotsuya Miko told herself not to be so self-indulgent.

Very shameful.

35. Early year-end bonus

"I don't know. I don't care about this kind of thing."

"It's all right as long as I get it."

Sakurai glanced at Yotsuya Miko, who was lost in her thoughts, and licked his lips again.

"I'm very tired now, and I don't want to argue with you."

"Since it's given to you, keep it."

"Just think of it as an early year-end bonus."

"I don't want to find a second assistant. One is troublesome enough."

"So, at least live well until the end of the year, do you understand?"

Sakurai said this expressionlessly and continued walking with a shoulder bag in one hand.

Let me tell you, there is no way the boss would fall for a poor and helpless ordinary JK like me.

Thinking too much. Thinking too much.

I glanced behind me and saw that the dark door that was there just now was no longer there. All that was left was the old and rotten wall in the dark alley.

Why does it feel like the kind of soul trading office that passers-by accidentally walk into in horror stories?

I actually wanted to make a deal with that boss just now?

Is it because the boss is right next to him?

It’s still too unstable!!!

I couldn't help but shudder when I thought about the various strange ways of death that would occur after I was traded.

Shocked by her own train of thought, Yotsuya Miko always felt as if someone was watching her secretly.

Boss, wait for me!!!

I'd be really scared if I were left here alone.

Miss Jianzi, who was so scared that tears came out, quickly jogged and caught up with Sakurai who had already walked some distance.

As Sakurai deliberately slowed down his pace, Yotsuya Miko successfully caught up with him by jogging.

"If you get any leftovers in the future, you can sell them here."