Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

"Compared to this, what would you like to eat, Mafuyu-san?"

"Please let me treat you."

Sakurai stood up and stretched his body a little, feeling a little uncomfortable from dying so many times. He looked down at himself in a bathrobe, and thought it would be troublesome to change clothes now, so he decided not to do so.

"As a teacher, it's not right for me to ask students to pay for meals. And since you're going out, why don't you change your clothes?"

Kirisu Madoka inadvertently saw the collarbone under the bathrobe and forced herself to turn her head away, and pushed Sakurai into the bathroom with some embarrassment.

Then he randomly pulled out a pile of clothes from the closet and threw them into the bathroom.

After closing the door, her legs went limp and slid to the ground. Kirisu Madoka slapped her face hard, and not feeling it was enough, she pinched her thigh again.

Kirisu Madoka, who was in so much pain that tears were about to fall, calmed down a little.

Really are...

What the hell is she thinking about?

Sakurai-san is her student, and she was stunned by his collarbone by accident. She is so bad.

Is it because I've been single for too long?

Am I that age now?

It shouldn't be.

And it’s not like I haven’t seen worse things before.

When Kirisu Madoka thought about everything that happened when she just met Sakurai, her heartbeat quickened uncontrollably.

By the time Sakurai reacted, his hands were already full of a bunch of strange clothes.

How come he doesn't know there are so many weird styles in his clothes???

Sakura covered her face speechlessly.

He seemed to understand a little now.

Why is Madoka's room so messy?

In many ways, Madoka's housework skills have reached a hopeless level.

So why has she been able to persist until now?

It was not easy to choose a set of clothes from the pile that could barely match the clothes.

Sakurai walked around Kirisu Mafuyu who looked completely dazed and silently sorted out the extra clothes and put them into the closet.

"What would you like to eat, Madoka-san?"

Sakurai spoke only after confirming that Kirisu Mafuyu was [normal].

An angry Madoka is very strict, and he doesn't want to see Madoka Kirisu getting angry and embarrassed.

"I can handle anything except spicy food."

"Well, I know a good store. It's a little far away, but I happened to drive here today."

"Want to give it a try?"

Kirisu Mafuyu said this while swinging the Honda Fit key in her hand.

The corner of Sakurai's eye twitched visibly.

Sister Manfuyu is driving?

Drifting on the highway? Overtaking on a curve? Shaking without exceeding the speed limit so that even the soul of the person can't keep up?

Sakurai instinctively felt nauseous when he thought of the weird driving skills that could scare the hell out of him.

Rather than being a vehicle for Kirisu Mafuyu, he would rather have another fight with the Aragami.

"Um, Madoka-sama..."

"I still don't understand some parts of the tutorial just now. Can you explain it to me again?"

"By the way, let's review yesterday's knowledge."

"How about takeout for dinner?"

"It just so happens that a restaurant I want to eat at recently just started delivery."

Sakurai tries to use studying to discourage Kirisu Mafuyu from taking him for a ride.

If it's the overly responsible Mafuyu-san...

I will definitely not refuse this...

Sakurai himself is more confident than Kirisu Mafuyu.

5. Big Strange Story, Slit-Mouthed Woman

It was visibly that Kirisu Madoka hesitated.

As a teacher, she couldn't refuse her students' eagerness to learn.

But...

Rather than being a teacher, Kirisu Mafuyu was first a single woman.

The thought of having to be alone with Sakurai in this environment made her feel uncomfortable, even though she knew Sakurai definitely had no such idea.

Sure enough...

Wavering.

Then, Kirisu Madoka insisted on her decision the next second.

"It's okay to make up for it tomorrow. What's more important now is eating."

"Sakurai-san, you haven't eaten for a day either."

“I don’t know how long it will take for the food to be delivered.”

"Don't worry, I can drive very fast."

“It will be here in a moment.”

Kirisu Madoka was almost persuaded, but when she thought about the fact that Sakurai had slept all day, she felt that she still had to consider Sakurai's health.

And she was actually very hungry.

I'm not too shy to be alone with Sakurai.

Anyway...

In the end, Kirisu Madoka was determined in her decision.

That's why I don't want to go.

If you can drive properly, Sister Manfuyu, I have no objection to you driving for as long as you want.

Sakurai was silent.

hateful...

Why hasn’t the profiteer’s motorcycle arrived yet?

I really don't want to ride in Madoka's car.

That would be really fatal.

Kirisu Madoka is very dissatisfied with Sakurai's behavior of not caring about his own body. Even a superman has to eat on time.

Not wanting to listen to Sakurai's excuses anymore, Kirisu Madoka hardened her heart and simply grabbed Sakurai's wrist, who was still trying to change his mind. She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she dragged him out of the apartment.

On the way, I also turned off the lights in the room.

About half an hour later, Kirisu Mafuyu appeared in a store 25 kilometers away, bringing with her the unpainted Sakurai who looked a little gray.

This wasn't the first time he had experienced this, but Sakurai still couldn't understand it.

Why is it that when someone drives a car, it's more terrifying than a life-and-death battle with the supernatural? This is neither scientific nor mysterious.

Sakurai, who has lived two lives, can't figure it out.

"We're here. Sakurai-san, you might not know this, but this store is quite famous."

With one hand violently hitting the steering wheel, the car floated into the warehouse, and with one hand on her waist, Kirisu Madoka introduced Sakurai.

So...

Please drive carefully, Sister Manfuyu.

Sakurai's eyelids fluttered and he almost fainted.

I have to say, the journey was a bit torturous.

The restaurant recommended by Kirisu Madoka is very good. After a meal, Sakurai was successfully revived.

Driven by the desire to survive, Sakurai almost used all his strength. He reluctantly rejected Kirisu Mafuyu's offer to take him back, and watched Kirisu Mafuyu turn the steering wheel sharply and disappear in front of him.

Sakurai tightened his shoulder bag and breathed a sigh of relief.

survived.

Really good.

At this point, the nightlife has just begun.

Although no matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with me.

After all, I don't have any friends.

All that partying and drinking every night will never happen to me.

Sakurai let out a breath, then yawned again with his hands crossed on the back of his head.

Still feeling a little tired?

Obviously my soul is now immortal.

Because meeting my past self is hardly a break.

If it's still possible that Sister Manfuyu is the driver, is the lethality still too great?