Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

Under the horrified and dull gaze of Furuno Furuhashi, he used the method of predicting the future over and over again to start [trial and error].

Finally, the bus, which had lost its supernatural power and was almost abandoned, was successfully restarted.

The bus creaked as it headed straight toward reality.

The bright sunshine shone on the two of them, dispelling the haze and darkness and bringing hope and light.

No matter how long and dark the night is, dawn will always come as scheduled.

The night of despair will eventually pass.

now--

sky...

Bright.

……

……

"Did you arrange for someone to take care of that bus?"

"I was originally planning to drive to your side, but it was completely scrapped after I drove out of the mysterious spot."

"It's really useless."

Supporting his chin with one hand, Sakurai shrugged his shoulders and stared at the bartender with slightly narrowed eyes.

"Of course, how could we not do what Sakurai-san asked?"

"I have arranged for my men to deal with it. The bus should have been destroyed by now."

"Originally, that product has been eliminated for who knows how many years."

"It wouldn't be bad to just disappear completely from history."

The bartender, with a smile as cunning as a fox, rolled his eyes and changed the topic without waiting for Sakurai to continue.

"Speaking of which, you are indeed worthy of being called Sakurai-san. Now you are truly a God Slayer."

"It's a pity that I wasn't there and didn't witness that moment with my own eyes."

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime pleasure."

The bartender pushed a glass of milk in front of Sakurai and smiled happily.

"Come on, he is just a wild god after all, and he has fallen into the status of a supernatural god."

"We kept fighting for so long, and finally we won by gambling."

"I can't get complacent about something like this."

"That's stupid."

Sakurai shook his hands and took a sip of milk, but he was still listless.

I just can't muster the motivation.

I was so tired. I spent the whole night fighting wits and courage with the God of Wilderness, and I used my life to carve out a path to victory.

After it was over, he had to drive the bus back to the real world. He was really going to die.

Doing this will definitely shorten your life.

So, why am I so tired now?

He was so sleepy that he could fall asleep as soon as he lowered his head.

"Even so, it's still amazing, Sakurai-kun, you should know that there are not many people like you who can defeat gods alone in this era."

"A God Slayer is a God Slayer."

“This is a fact that cannot be changed.”

"If we hadn't suppressed the information about Sakurai-san, someone would have come to you respectfully to invite you."

“The kind that promises a lot of benefits.”

The bartender handed over another glass of milk with a smile, and the bad intentions he was holding back almost buried Sakurai.

"Come on, I don't want to deal with those guys."

"nausea."

"Just tell me what you want me to do."

"I just came out and they called me over in a hurry."

"You should know that I still have classes to attend later."

Sakurai couldn't help but yawn again, and had the urge to slap the bartender as he was ready to make up for it in class later.

"Nothing, can't we just want to congratulate you, Sakurai-san, first thing?"

"After all, it's a great feat of killing gods, so you need someone to bless you."

"I was also worried all night. Brother Sakurai, you should know that this is the first time you have been out of contact for such a long time. I was very worried."

Although he knew that this guy was definitely not just congratulating him, Sakurai could clearly feel the concern from the smiling face of the bartender. However, he still turned his head away a little uncomfortably. Sakurai was always unable to deal with this kind of unreserved kindness.

This is true for the bartender and Kirisu Mafuyu as well.

So, as an alien, he has some resonance with humans.

After all, he is only one month old.

This touching feeling, he...

Unforgettable.

"Are you shy, Sakurai-san?"

Thinking of this, the smiling bartender reached out his hand and tried to pinch Sakurai's face. I have always felt that it is a pity for Sakurai to have an expressionless face.

You have to smile at least.

The bartender had an inexplicable intuition that the next time they met, Sakurai-san would be very different from now.

Maybe we will have a chance to see Sakurai-san’s smile.

The bartender's smile widened at the thought of this possibility.

This is a great progress that will go down in history.

The smile of the new generation of godslayers can definitely fetch a high price.

80. Recast & New Partner?

Sakurai slapped away the bartender's hand unhappily and poured things out of his shoulder bag with a cold face. The messy remains of hunting during this period filled the bar.

"Three things. First, I need a motorcycle."

"It would be best if it is a relic. The only requirement is that it can be driven into the paranormal spot."

"And they also helped me with my driver's license. I don't want to spend time getting another one."

Since he was already here, Sakurai held up a finger, thinking that it would be just as well to solve the problem that was originally solved over the phone face to face.

"No problem, leave it to us. It just so happens that our intelligence network has a motorcycle that meets your requirements, Sakurai-kun."

"We'll arrange for someone to purchase it soon. In a week at the latest, what you want, Brother Sakurai, will be delivered to you. You won't be disappointed."

“It’s definitely first-rate stuff.”

He habitually took out a glass of milk from under the table, then took out an oversized sandwich and pushed them all in front of Sakurai as breakfast.

The bartender almost patted his chest and assured him that it was okay.

"And then, what else do you want?"

The smiling bartender said that in order to celebrate the birth of Sakurai, the new godslayer, this profiteer will bleed heavily today.

"The second thing is that I need a suitable combat uniform. Ordinary clothes break down after a short while of use, which often makes me feel a little restrained when I fight."

Extending a second finger, Sakurai stated his second request.

"No problem, let's use this as the main material. I happen to know a Miss Hiyoriban who is good at weaving, and I also know a weaving loom tsukumogami nearby. If we ask them to do it, it will probably take a week to complete the work."

"Well..."

"Regarding the battle uniform, do you have any requirements, Sakurai-san?"

Carrying the remains dropped by the giant spider that Sakurai defeated last time, the bartender continued to confirm Sakurai's conditions.

"It would be nice if it had some defensive capabilities, and it wouldn't be easily damaged. It would be best if it could repair itself after being damaged."

"There's nothing else you need."

Sakurai straightened the crown that was about to fall off, and quickly added a sentence, as he had no requirements for combat uniforms.

He had had enough of the suit he was wearing, and if anyone forced him to wear this type of clothing, he would have to be prepared to get a beating from them.

"Oh, and it absolutely must fit you perfectly. I don't want to trip over my clothes while I'm fighting."

"No problem, these requirements can be met."

"Brother Sakurai, just wait for our good news."

The bartender thought that these were just trivial little kisses and was ready to add a few conditions on his own initiative to help Sakurai.

Otherwise, using this level of relics would be a bit of a waste and a diversion.

At least it should be invulnerable to swords and guns, and immune to water and fire. It would be best if the style of clothing could change according to the owner's thoughts.

correct...

By the way, let’s find a way to get some fire rat fur in there.

You should be able to get it by slightly replacing what you have on hand.

No matter what, we have to utilize the full effect of this spider silk.

Everyone who knows me knows that I am the most frugal bartender.

"As for the third one, you have also seen that my partner was damaged in the battle with the wild god."