Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

Well...

Is it such a coincidence?

Sakura narrowed his eyes in surprise.

He saw from afar that the slit-mouthed woman, who was being chased and beaten by him and was running away in panic, had dived into an abandoned factory.

If he remembered correctly, this seemed to be...

The territory of the giant spider that he had conquered not long ago.

"It really is..."

"There is no coincidence in the world."

With one hand covering his chin, he strolled into the factory.

Sakurai holding an octagonal silver hammer...

There was not a single sound made during the entire process.

Compared to the slit-mouthed woman, Sakurai at this moment is more like a [ghost].

He wanted to give the slit-mouthed woman who thought she had escaped, a big surprise.

There seemed to be an emotion called joy coming from the sledgehammer in his hand, and a feeling that blood was thicker than water spread throughout his body.

Slowly exhaling, Sakurai witnessed this for the first time.

A good weapon would give him such a good feeling.

He has now exerted at least 120% (not 1000%) of his strength.

I really need to say thank you to those unscrupulous businessmen.

Moreover, if it weren't for the eight-sided bright silver hammer, I would have probably [disappeared].

I owe that guy my life.

Sakurai looked silently at the slit-mouthed woman who had huddled in a corner with an amusing look in his eyes.

He is curious...

How long will it take for the slit-mouthed woman to dare to raise her head?

Until then...

He's going to give this guy a big surprise.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the woman with the slit mouth was still hiding there trembling and motionless.

Sakurai was getting a little impatient waiting.

Sakurai clenched his fists and stood quietly not far from the slit-mouthed woman, resisting the urge to smash her down with a hammer.

It would be too easy for her to be eliminated in this way.

This big weirdo who has committed evil in human society must pay the price for her past actions.

If others can't do it, he will do it.

Anyway....

I'm such a rough guy.

10. The End of the Slit-Mouthed Woman (with character design diagram)

You finally looked up. I thought you were going to be a coward for a long time.

Seeing the slit-mouthed woman finally raising her head, Sakurai, who had been waiting impatiently, raised the eight-sided silver hammer and smashed it down with a clean move.

Her pupils trembled, and when she looked up, she saw a woman with a slit mouth and a hammer shadow. She didn't even have time to think about it. Her mind went blank and the whole story rolled to the side.

Although it was ugly, the Slit-Mouthed Woman secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the loud noise of the sledgehammer hitting the ground behind her.

She managed to survive again.

As expected of her.

Then the next second, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, and the half-relaxed breath rose to the throat again.

This human really wants to kill himself!!!

If she hadn't been able to dodge in time just now, she would have really become a slit-mouthed woman.

Without turning around, the slit-mouthed woman could clearly feel the cold and indifferent expression of the human behind her.

He is a demon that is even more terrifying and worse than this ghost story of mine.

He never let himself go at all. He deliberately gave himself hope of escaping, but then dragged himself back into hell.

Just like what she did to other humans in the past.

He just wants to torture himself, this damn, bastard human being!!!

The slit-mouthed woman had a gloomy and resentful look in her eyes, and she wanted to curse but didn't dare to say a word.

She was afraid that if she wasted a second, a hammer would hit her in the face.

He rolled and crawled in panic and ran away in a hurry.

She doesn't look like a ghost story at all, she is clearly an innocent victim targeted by a murderer!

Sakurai stared indifferently at the curvy figure in front of him, and followed behind her slowly. This factory...

He couldn't be more familiar with it.

I've already figured it out.

In just a moment, in just a moment, the slit-mouthed woman who was running around in panic was caught up by Sakurai.

He picked up the eight-sided silver hammer and swung it at the slit-mouthed woman's hand at a tricky angle.

Starting from the shoulder all the way down to the palm, her entire arm was shattered in an instant.

The woman with the slit let out a scream, tears streaming down her face from the pain, but she endured the pain and continued to run.

The game of cat and mouse is not over yet.

It can be said that it has just begun.

Before Sakurai felt it was enough, this fear...

The Slit-Mouth Woman will always be with her.

The slit-mouthed woman, who had already lost one hand, gritted her teeth and ran wildly. Her countless tiny teeth kept wriggling like tiny maggots with her breathing. The slit-mouthed woman wanted to turn back and fight Sakurai countless times.

But when he thought about how he was defeated by this human in just two moves, the courage he had finally mustered was completely gone.

She was unwilling to accept this. If she had not just revived, she would never have fallen to this point.

She could only pray in her heart that her sisters would notice her situation and come to support her.

What the slit-mouthed woman didn't know was that Sakurai also hoped for the same.

otherwise...

She didn't even have a chance to run away at first.

"Are there no other strange stories coming?"

"Is there something wrong with the record?"

About ten meters behind the slit-mouthed woman, Sakurai was muttering in a low voice, feeling somewhat confused.

He remembered that according to the records, there should be some connection between the ghost stories.

When one ghost town is attacked, ghost towns in other places will rush to support in the shortest possible time.

Therefore, in every battle to defeat the ghost stories in the past, the human side fought quickly and decisively in a life-and-death battle.

I’m afraid that if I’m a little slow, I’ll have to deal with multiple strange stories.

But this time he deliberately gave the Slit-Mouth Woman the opportunity to delay time, so why haven't her companions arrived yet?

Too strange...

Or is it that the only revived ghost story is the Slit-mouthed Woman, and even she is in an incomplete state of revivification?

Yes, if that's the case, it can explain why the legendary Slit-Mouthed Woman who was so powerful in this country could be such a trash.

Damn it, isn't this just wasting my energy?

Damn, it was all in vain.

I went out of my way to spend time with the Slit Woman playing this meaningless game of cat and mouse.

Sakurai, who looked a little gloomy, decided...

He will not hold back from now on. Next time he catches up with the slit-mouthed woman, he will just kill her.

I won't give this guy another chance to escape.

He was tired, both physically and mentally. The aftereffects of defeating the wild god were resolved as his memory recovered.

However, the energy and other things lost in this process cannot be made up in time.

After killing this guy, I'll just find a spooky spot to hunt, fill my stomach, and then go back to sleep.

I remember there was a place called "The Cursed Building" which was quite famous.

It seemed like a half-finished building. Because it was dim inside and no one lived there, passers-by could occasionally hear some strange noises. After the noise spread, it turned into a strange rumor that "someone was whispering in the dark, and this was a cursed building."

If I remember correctly, it's nearby my home. I'll stop by on my way back later.

According to the theory of supernatural gathering, since humans believe that there are strange things there, now that the supernatural has revived, it should have really become a gathering place for the supernatural.

after all...

[They] also want to know if there are any strange things there.

In his mind, Sakurai had already planned his next plan after killing the Slit-mouthed Woman.

He needs to prepare some more ingredients.

God knows whether the remnants dropped by such a weak woman with a slit mouth can satisfy her hunger.