Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

"Okay, dried meat, green rice balls, dried fish, bananas and wheat ears. This is the reward for our mission this time."

"I told you, there's one that's yours. Pick one and start the next step."

Sakurai said this and pushed the five remaining food items in front of Yotsuya Miko.

Woo woo woo...

Want to choose one from here?

After much deliberation, Yotsuya Miko finally chose the wheat ear that looked relatively normal.

"Wheat ears? Smart choice."

"It's similar to how you use candy. If you encounter something, pick a grain of wheat and put it in your mouth."

"Or wait until you finish the candy and eat a grain of wheat in about half a month. You can't eat more than that for the time being."

After thinking for a while, Sakurai put away the remaining four food remnants, raised his head and stared at Yotsuya Miko, and only spoke after he made her feel scared.

"Assistant, what do you think you lack most right now?"

"Battle skills? Or physical strength?"

As soon as these words came out, Yotsuya Kenko was stumped.

After thinking for a long time, she still didn't understand what Sakurai meant and she still didn't know how to choose.

"Really? Then I'll decide for myself and start with the most basic physical training."

"Then we move on to the most basic fighting skills and pain tolerance training."

"remember?"

"As I said, I will start arranging training for you."

Sakurai said this and slowly took out an air hammer with a diameter of about 40 centimeters from his shoulder bag.

"I had this custom made by a profiteer. It won't hurt if you get hit, but..."

“It’s going to hurt.”

As he said that, Sakurai rushed towards Yotsuya Miko. Yotsuya Miko failed to dodge in time and was accidentally hit on the shoulder, and was stunned.

It hurts so much that she silently put on a mask of pain. To make sure that Sakurai was serious, Yotsuya Miko ran away while tears of pain fell from her eyes.

Yotsuya Miko, who is being chased by Sakurai, sprints at full speed.

Not long after, Yotsuya Kenko, who was running breathlessly in the haunted spot, became numb.

No way, the boss is still chasing me.

Before she could slow down and say something, Sakurai's hammer was about to fall again.

White teeth, isn't it?

Yotsuya Miko's mouth twitched constantly and she felt a little numb. When she thought of the severe pain just now, her mind went blank.

Then... before the brain could react, the body was already moving.

Pull your legs and run.

He strode away from Sakurai.

She now understood one thing, that is...

My boss is definitely...

No girl would like him.

This kind of feminist is really cruel.

Who would force others to train without their consent?

Yotsuya Miko was desperate, but she didn't dare to stop.

Yabai, stop chasing me.

I really have no strength left.

Yotsuya Miko, who was almost caught up by Sakurai several times, felt the wind from the hammer falling behind her, and she quickened her pace until she felt numb.

"Okay, that's it for the physical training. Let's take a ten-minute break before we move on to the next part."

After chasing Yotsuya Miko for about twenty minutes, Sakurai, who was sure that his assistant had been completely exhausted, said that it was time to take a break.

"Boss, I surrender. Let's stop here today, okay?"

"If it's this intense all at once, it could really kill someone."

Sitting on the ground as if she had been pardoned, Yotsuya Miko, gasping for breath, finally managed to utter these words.

"What do you mean by no strength? Assistant, you need to understand one thing."

"I don't mind helping you prepare life-saving items. That's the most basic duty as a boss."

"But running away won't solve the problem. One day you will have to face the supernatural head-on."

"By then, if you don't even have the most basic physical fitness, how can you guarantee that you can survive, and how can you guarantee that your important people will not be harmed?"

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye for Yotsuya Miko. Sakurai picked up Yotsuya Miko who was sitting on the ground and raised the hammer to hit her.

Not really.

The corners of her mouth twitched, and the exhausted Miss Yotsuya didn't know where she got the strength from, she turned around and ran out.

"Assistant, don't run. Come towards me. If you can't even fight me, you will definitely not survive in the future."

"This is a training for your fighting skills. Don't worry, you won't get hurt. It will just hurt a little at most."

White teeth, white teeth, white teeth.

The boss is serious.

He was really prepared to force me to fight him.

But...

It won’t hurt, but it really hurts.

How could Yotsuya Miko, whose back was still aching, dare to fight with Sakurai?

Isn't this fatal...

Then...

As the two were chasing each other, Yotsuya Miko realized that she could not escape, so she finally pulled out a utility knife and tried to fight Sakurai.

Then he was hit a few more times.

"Gu, no, boss..."

"You'd better kill me."

Throwing the utility knife away, Yotsuya Miko, who didn't care at all about her pretty girl image, finally sat down on the ground.

Can't hit a bit.

How could anyone predict the enemy's movement trajectory in advance and wait for her to come to them?

Yotsuya Miko, who had been hit by a hammer several times while running away, now felt as if her body was not her own.

It felt painful and sore, with a faint tingling sensation.

Masaka...

I'm not a masochist, am I?

It seemed as if the door to a new world had been opened for Yotsuya Miko, who became even more desperate. She looked like a kitten and was about to cry.

59. At midnight, the bus to the world of the dead

"The effect is good. I will continue in a few days."

"At the very least, you have to wait until you can run for an hour without getting red in the face or out of breath, and can withstand my attack for two minutes in the first stage before you can pass the test."

Sakurai was quite satisfied with this training. After thinking about it, he expressed his requirements.

Yotsuya Miko, who was already as dead as a salted fish, closed her eyes in pain. She really wanted to regret it now. Was it too late to look for that miko now?

Sakurai didn't care what Yotsuya Miko was thinking. He picked up Yotsuya Miko, who was lying on the ground motionless after crying her heart out, and picked a grain of wheat and stuffed it into her mouth.

The wheat ears with a faint wheat aroma melted the moment they entered her mouth, and Yotsuya Miko felt as if her body was in a hot spring, warm and cozy.

The eyeballs that were rolling around under the eyelids were covered by a cool feeling.

If she hadn't still had a bit of rationality, she would have probably moaned in comfort.

Quietly watching Yotsuya Miko lying on the ground, rubbing her thighs and shouting Kimoji, Sakurai was visibly speechless and disgusted.

Is it that exaggerated?

After stuffing the remaining ten or so wheat ears into Yotsuya Miko's arms, Sakurai thought for a moment...

Just leaving Yotsuya Miko alone doesn't seem to be a big deal. He has to go to Kirisu Mafuyu's place for tutoring later, so forget it...

Shaking his head silently, Sakurai made a decision.

Silently he stretched out his hand, grabbed Yotsuya Miko's collar, and with a little force, Yotsuya Miko, who was still immersed in the afterglow of the wheat ears, left the ground.

Holding Yotsuya Miko in one hand, he looked at his assistant who was kicking and swinging around subconsciously because his limbs had lost their support after being lifted up.

Sakurai silently came to the conclusion that this training was not enough.

Yotsuya Miko, who had given up struggling, lifted her legs up naturally and left the mysterious spot deep in the woods.

As casually as carrying Iori's hopeless little cat.

After leaving the haunted spot and walking out of the campus, Sakurai hailed a random taxi. He left Yotsuya Miko in the back seat and sat in the passenger seat with his arms folded across his chest.

Even if it meant wasting some time, he still had to send Yotsuya Miko back first.

After all, this is the most basic responsibility he should fulfill as a boss.