Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

"If I remember correctly, that was Yotsuya-senpai from the second year. She transferred here after the fire at the girls' high school a while ago."

"Yes, I heard that the fire seemed to have started on the second floor of the library, and the entire library was burned down."

"I heard that several bodies were found in the fire scene that were burned beyond recognition, and the true identities of the deceased have not been found yet."

"And it seems like similar things have happened in a lot of high schools recently, it's horrible."

After the three of them left, the class erupted in heated gossip, and the topic naturally shifted from Yotsuya Miko and Sakurai to other places.

Just as Sakurai thought, there was no one else in the activity room except for a few snacks.

Generally speaking, no one would come here specifically.

After all, Ichinose High School is famous for being large, and especially after the expansion during this period, there are a lot of vacant activity rooms like this one.

He casually swung his fists as if to stretch his body, smashing the snacks blocking the door, caught the remaining items falling from the air and stuffed them into his mouth with a fake yawn, then Sakurai sat down on the chair and opened his bento.

He silently ate the lunch box that Yotsuya Miko brought for him.

Um...

The taste was unexpectedly good and the portion was just what he wanted.

Good job, Assistant.

Sakurai nodded with satisfaction and was quite satisfied as he chewed the rice ball.

Like Sakurai, Yotsuya Miko, who had become accustomed to her boss's strange personality, silently ate her bento, which was two-thirds smaller than Sakurai's.

In this silent atmosphere, Yurikawa Hana, who was more lively and active than Miko, pouted in dissatisfaction. She looked at her best friend, then at her [rival] who had taken her away from her, and bit the extra-large fried noodles bread viciously.

hateful...

She originally thought that Jianzi brought a lunch box for her, so why did a man suddenly appear?

Yurikawa Hana, who had already forgotten that she had met Sakurai yesterday, was brainstorming with Miko about whether this classmate was a bad boy.

After knowing that there is no problem with Jianzi's sexual orientation, I feel a little relieved. It's not wrong, so we are still good friends.

But seeing that my son was taken away without a fuss, and it was a junior from the same school, I was very unwilling to accept it, ugh -

So worried!!!

She's obviously her best friend.

While sulking, Yurikawa turned her grief and anger into appetite, and ate more while worrying about Kenko.

Well...

The taste is unexpectedly good.

Sakurai was very satisfied as he chewed his lunch; the lunch brought by Yotsuya Miko was exactly what he wanted.

It was a perfect decision to hire her as an assistant on a whim.

In his heart, Sakurai silently gave himself a thumbs up.

but...

If that's the case, we can't just keep asking for things.

Only if there is a give and take can it continue.

After thinking about it, Sakurai made up his mind.

After going over what he was going to say in his mind, Sakurai took out three Fukuzawa Yukichi cards from his wallet and placed them on the table.

"It tastes good and the portion is just right. I'm very satisfied. This is my meal money for this month."

Without giving Yotsuya Miko a chance to refuse, Sakurai glanced thoughtfully at Yurikawa Hana, whose curiosity was about to explode, and without giving them a chance to speak, he left the activity room.

"Jianzi, how did you get in touch with this junior?"

"Isn't she being kept by someone else?!"

"So you like this type of guy? That's great. I thought Jianzi liked me. It's really great that I don't have to think of ways to reject his confession."

"No, is this really okay?"

"I'm very worried."

After Sakurai walked away, Yurikawa Hana, who was freed from the quiet atmosphere, let out a roar and forced Yotsuya Miko to the ground. She started to tickle her fiercely, as if she would torture Miko if she didn't tell the truth.

"We just happened to meet. I'm working for my boss now."

"Xiaohua, please stop talking nonsense. If others know, they will laugh at you."

Raising her hands in surrender, Yotsuya Miko, who had never had any secrets with Yurikawa Hana, hid the existence of any bad things.

After listening to her explanation, Yurikawaka's tickling became much lighter.

"Chance."

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Yotsuya Miko seized this opportunity and pinned Yurikawa Hana down, launching a counterattack.

37. Dreams and the Past [Me]

Not knowing about the fight between Yotsuya Miko and Yurikawa Hana, Sakurai was surrounded by his classmates as soon as he arrived at the classroom door.

Trying to get first-hand gossip from him as the person involved.

Sakurai frowned, too lazy to waste time with these people and had no desire to speak. He lowered his head slightly and looked at his classmates who were standing in front of him.

One second, two seconds, the low-pressure field invisible to the naked eye pressed down evenly on everyone present, and then, under the expressionless and indifferent gaze of Sakurai, the classmates voluntarily made way for him to have a one-way path to his seat.

Without the slightest reluctance.

Sakurai nodded and walked towards his seat. Halfway through, he remembered the way of dealing with people that Kirisu Madoka taught him. After thinking about it, he was still quite polite and thanked the classmates who gave way to him.

"Thank you."

It was the indifferent look in his eyes that gave people the feeling that he was not thanking them, but making a naked threat.

It's a very intimidating threat that if you don't give way, you will be killed.

For a moment, the classroom fell into an extremely strange silence.

Sitting in his seat, Sakurai was about to take a nap when he suddenly remembered that he couldn't remember which class he had in the afternoon.

"Hello, classmate. That teacher's class is this afternoon."

Looking at the only boy who didn't join in the fun but was instead seizing the time to study, Sakurai tried to slow down his tone as much as possible.

"Well, there's Mr. Nana's Chinese class this afternoon."

The boy who was startled by Sakurai pushed up his glasses and answered him softly.

"Thank you."

Nodding to show that he understood, Sakurai placed a hand under his chin and slowly closed his eyes.

Then...

"Hey, Wei Wo, you actually struck up a conversation with that cold nobleman. How's that? Are you killed by his gaze?"

The cold nobleman, the nickname Sakurai got after transferring to this school.

No one could talk to him, and...

Any provocative bad boy would be knocked down by his elegant punch.

Over time, this title came into being.

"Hey, hey, hey, no matter what, this is too exaggerated."

"Sakurai-san just doesn't like to talk that much."

"In fact, he is unexpectedly a good person."

Waving his hands, Yuiga Nariyuki said that they were all rumors.

very noisy.

Sakurai, who was woken up by the gossip of his classmates, frowned.

Never mind, let them be.

Sakurai, who was known as a cold nobleman, turned his head away silently.

......

......

It’s been a long time since I last saw Sakurai dreaming.

In his dream, he was lying on the empty ruins with his eyes closed.

The pungent smell of blood and gunpowder rushed into my nostrils.

There was a voice chattering in my ears.

Noisy, clamorous, sounds beyond the limits of human acceptance rang in Sakurai's head.

The abominable evil drums, the low and crazy beating sounds and the hollow and monotonous howling of the terrifying magic flute...

The sound shattered Sakurai's eardrums again and again.

Existing in a space unknown to life, in between spaces.

They passed by peacefully, they passed by at the origin, they were outside of space, and their traces could not be seen...

It is an eternal, ancient and powerful existence, an indescribable supreme position beyond the scope of human imagination.

Dark, chaotic, indescribable shadows lurk in the infinitely distant stars, playing an absurd melody that will never end.

"It's noisy."

Sakura yelled in frustration and then opened her eyes.

The sound disappeared, and Sakurai saw...

A woman whose appearance could not be seen clearly squatted in front of him, tears streaming down her eyes.