Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

I’m afraid there’s a super boss here.

The kind that is both life-threatening and life-threatening.

Does she really need tape?

Is it too late to run now?

"It's too late. Didn't you see that the owner was so eager to help us close the door?"

"This place has not been reality since we came in."

"Perhaps you can ask the kind-hearted host to let us go."

Spreading his hands, Sakurai pushed the door behind him, using the iron-clad fact that the door did not move at all to tell Yotsuya Miko not to have such unnecessary fantasies, which were not realistic at all.

She can't leave now.

What predator would let go of prey that comes to its doorstep?

Even if it's just to taste it, there's no way I'll let her go.

I understand. Either kill the other party or die here.

Yotsuya Miko said she already understood the current situation.

Could you give her a chance to write a suicide note?

It only takes two minutes.

She wanted to bite her finger and write a big word "miserable".

And...

She hadn't had time to delete her browser history. Is there any signal in this factory?

She wanted to call her family at the same time.

Good, no signal at all.

Nice job.

41. Existence itself is equal to invincibility

"that..."

"Boss, what if? I mean, if something happens, can you protect me?"

Raising his hand tentatively and trying his best to force a pretty smile, Yotsuya Miko asked awkwardly.

"It's too late."

With the same warm and happy smile, Sakurai gave the answer that he had already said last time.

If there really is an accident, the only thing he can guarantee is that he will be alive and well.

As for the others besides him, sorry...

There was nothing he could do.

Ms. Yotsuya wanted to cry because she couldn't understand Sakurai's answer...

Why can Sakurai Sanshi-six degrees say such cruel words!!!

Qi Kexiu, boss, you are so handsome, isn't it for you to stab my heart? ! !

Yotsuya Miko was very angry, but she didn't dare to say it.

Scared.

The smile froze on her face, and Yotsuya Miko, who was almost crying blood, didn't even wait to slap Sakurai twice.

After thinking about who was the powerful figure and considering the power gap between the two sides, Yotsuya Miko gave up the idea that she would be the only one to die in the end.

She calmly took a half step back and protected Sakurai in front of her. With no tears left, Yotsuya Miko silently gave herself a loud slap in the face and then made a decision.

She and the boss are going to kill people next.

Um.....

She is responsible for the quack and boss killing.

The kind of person who lets the boss take charge the first time a problem arises.

Boss, don't worry, I will protect myself. It would be even better if there is a safe place where I can cheer you up.

When there is danger, I will shout for help immediately.

Yotsuya Miko, who was well aware that she was a weakling in combat, thought so.

"Boss, let's go. If we don't hurry up, it will be bad if something happens to the survivors."

Yotsuya Miko urged Sakurai to hurry up in a low voice.

She was already beginning to miss that warm big bed.

Especially after getting the rosary, there would be no ghost baby lying on the big bed with her belly.

I miss you so much...

Bed kiss.

Why am I not sleeping on such a nice night but instead here playing with my boss?

Who did I offend?

It's another day when I want to change my eyes.

Can I lose my sight after my retina is replaced?

If possible, I would like to exchange retinas with the boss.

Yotsuya Miko, who wanted to cry but had no tears, had a sad face but forced herself to pretend to be strong.

It looks like...

It's easy to bully.

The kind that can make her cry with just a little scare.

Sakurai was a little eager to make a move when he glanced at Yotsuya Miko, who was protecting him behind him and was about to cry but pretending to be not afraid.

If I leave Yotsuya Miko in the deepest place and let her watch the show, she will definitely cry. What should I do...

It seems very interesting.

If the plan was well made, we should be able to rescue her before she sheds tears.

Well...

Is this the way that immature little boys like Kirisu Madoka complained about, to attract girls' attention?

Sakurai tilted his head thoughtfully, about one pixel.

Um...

Sakurai accidentally saw the above sentence while watching TV programs last night.

Something like [Such a cute girl would probably cry for a long time if I punch her].

When Sakurai glanced at her, Yotsuya Miko shuddered involuntarily.

Yotsuya Miko, who was already shaking, seemed to notice something. She looked around vigilantly, then shrank her neck and shook even more violently.

"Um, boss, will we really get out of here alive?"

The further she walked, the more she felt like a little lamb that had thrown itself into the tiger's mouth. She quietly confirmed once again whether she could return alive and safely.

"I don't know, um..."

Sakurai gave this answer very naturally and always felt that he had to give his rookie assistant a little confidence.

"What is certain is that the guy is dead in the end. Nothing can kill me."

After a moment's hesitation he added this.

In other words, other than being certain that you will be fine, there is no other guarantee?

Yabai, that means I might be dead.

"When Yotsuya Mikoto realized this, he was dumbfounded.

I don't want this kind of belated revenge.

I haven't written a suicide note yet.

I've decided, if I can survive this time...

She would write a suicide note every day.

The first line accuses the boss of his blood and tears.

Sakurai didn't notice Yotsuya Miko's complaints and desperate expression, he just looked straight ahead.

His feeling told him that the owner here had been waiting for a long time, and perhaps had already prepared a Hongmen Banquet and was awaiting his arrival.

However, even though he had guessed this possibility, Sakurai remained fearless and full of confidence.

It's not arrogance, it's complete self-confidence, and Sakurai has a clear and thorough understanding of his own body.

He clearly understood one thing, that is, no one could take victory away from him unless he wanted to.

Humans? Monsters? Ghosts? Evil spirits and even legendary gods.

No matter what it is, as long as you can see it, as long as you can hit it, as long as it can hurt.

Nothing could stop him from finally achieving victory.

The rest is just a matter of time.

This is the only point that Sakurai is more confident about than anyone else.

This is...