Love is not as fun as World of Warcraft

It's not as good as Yamaubada, but it's better than Hungry Ghost. Through this, Shirasaka has a rough understanding of the strength of this thing.

Excluding the possibility that it may have other special abilities, speaking purely of its combat power, Shirasaka only felt that it might be a little faster than ordinary people, and the nails on its hands were a little sharper. Otherwise, it was indeed not as good as Yamaubade.

The most annoying thing is probably that its physical form is only revealed when attacking, and it is difficult to observe with the naked eye.

Oh, and also, this thing is probably floating in the air, so its movement trajectory is a bit difficult to predict. Shirasaka's first injury was probably related to this.

After calmly analyzing the actual combat power of this so-called evil spirit, Shirasaka narrowed his eyes and looked at Nanashiki Mio who was completely stunned.

The only thing I didn't expect was that this evil spirit was Nanashi Mio's rotten father. Even after he died and turned into a ghost, he still refused to let his daughter go? I guess this can be considered as doing justice for the heavens.

As Shirasaka's experience points increased, the evil spirit transformed by Nanashiki Ieka was officially confirmed to have its second death. As his daughter, Nanashiki Mio, saw his body gradually turning into a white dot and disappearing, there was only relief in her eyes.

"Thank you, thank you."

Still speaking with some stammering, there was no hatred in Nanashiki Mio's eyes when she looked at Shirasaka, but instead it was full of gratitude, as if the person he had just saved was not her father.

"Hey, you want to thank me, right? Verbal thanks won't do any good. Instead of saying so much, why not prove your gratitude with actions? I just saved your life, so you deserve some substantial compensation, right?"

Shirasaka seemed to have been waiting for her to say this. He snapped his fingers lightly, then walked straight to Nanashiki Mio and looked at her with a smile on his face.

“…But, I really have nothing left.”

Nanashiki Mio, who didn't know what Shirasaka was going to do, showed a smile that was uglier than crying. She also wanted to thank Shirasaka, but when she looked around, she didn't even have anything that belonged to her.

"That's not necessarily true. You just said that you attract evil spirits, right?"

Shirasaka shook his head. Perhaps he was not in a position to refute Nanashiki Mio when she said this before, but it was different now. This was a real mobile monster-spawning tower. Although the frequency was not very good, it was stable and comfortable.

For an evil spirit with low combat power like this, isn't it equivalent to giving away 150 experience points for free? With time accumulating, upgrading is just a matter of time.

"But isn't this a curse? Even if you, Shirasaka-san, destroy this one, there will be a constant stream of evil spirits harassing me in the future. As long as I'm alive, this won't end."

Nanase Mio lowered her head, and the more she spoke, the lower her voice became.

"Isn't this better?"

But this was like a curse to her. It was completely different for Shirasaka Laishou who was standing by. It wouldn't be the end, good thing. He was still worried that there was only one like this. When he learned the magic AOE in the future, he would hope that she would make a Hundred Demons Night Parade. Then, with a shock wave, wouldn't it be possible to level up several times in minutes?

"what?"

Nanashiki Mio was completely stunned and even suspected that there was something wrong with her ears, otherwise why would Shirasaka say that this would be a good thing.

Besides bringing misfortune to those around you, what other effects can a physique that attracts evil spirits have?

"You were originally planning to find a deserted place to die, right? Then before you die, shouldn't you repay me for saving your life? You don't have to do anything, just tell me when an evil spirit appears around you."

Baisaka was too lazy to explain anything to her, he simply brought up the favor between him and her. He didn't believe that the cowardly girl in front of him would reject him.

"But why?"

"Oh, you don't understand this, don't you? Killing is to protect life, eliminating karma does not mean killing people. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."

"You don't need to be so clear about accumulating merit."

Chapter 46: Little Woman Succeeds

In the end, Nanashiki Mio still couldn't figure out what Shirasaka wanted her to do.

But as Shirasaka said, she had already wronged him, and now she owed him a life-saving favor. It would not be too much for him to ask her to marry him. If he simply asked her to stay by his side and attract evil spirits for him, it was not an excessive request.

What's more, this is not a difficult thing for Nanase Mio. It can even be said to be a good thing. She can't imagine that there will be a day when she can face those evil spirits directly, instead of having to suppress the fear and discomfort in her heart and pretending that she can't see them.

"You're silent? That means you agree. When are you coming to work?"

Shirasaka saw that Nanashiki Mio fell into silence, and he would not miss such a good mobile monster spawning spot. Even if she disagreed, Shirasaka was ready to run to her side whenever he had time. Sooner or later, he would encounter a few evil spirits that had escaped the net, right?

One worth 150 experience points, what’s the difference between that and picking it up for free?

To be honest, Shirasaka said that dealing with this thing is not much more difficult than dealing with a hungry ghost. As long as its physical form can be revealed, killing it will probably be no different from killing a chicken.

You can also ask Ichinose Kagami later. As a professional anti-demon ninja, she should have some means of dealing with evil spirits, right?

"Will I really not cause you any trouble?"

Nanashiki Mio's tone was still a little confused. Shirasaka's sudden request really caught her off guard. When did she become worthy of being needed?

"If you run away, I'll really be troubled. After all, if you leave, you'll probably become depressed again. In the end, I might even encounter the evil spirit you transformed into and come to claim my life."

Seeing that she was still hesitant and didn't dare to speak loudly, Shirasaka had no choice but to step forward and grab the collar of her clothes with one hand, then pick her up like a wild cat.

"I've been doing good deeds all my life, and I can't bear to see someone like you die, so just work for me honestly. At least I'll provide you with food and shelter, and I'll also cover your school fees."

If Baisaka hadn't just received a huge sum of money yesterday, he really wouldn't have had the confidence to say these things. But then he thought, when he brought Jiuzhong Mozi out of the orphanage, wasn't it almost the same as now? Taking care of another person is really not a difficult task for him now.

Especially since Nanami Mio's existence can bring him a steady stream of experience points, this decision is even more worthwhile.

He had originally wanted to take Nanashiki Mio back to his home and do some ideological work on her so that she wouldn't become so depressed that she would find a place to hang herself. But when Shirasaka sniffed and smelled the scent coming from the girl, he suddenly stopped.

I hadn't thought much of it before, but now that I had some free time, I realized how long it had been since she'd showered. The smell on her body couldn't be described as unpleasant. Shirasaka just sniffed it and already felt like vomiting.

It's definitely impossible to just lock him up at home like this, and...

Shirasaka glanced at Nanashiki Mio's tattered Kamihama Academy uniform, which looked like a rag. Judging from the situation, she didn't seem to have any spare clothes.

It's impossible to let her wear her own clothes, so there is only one choice left.

After turning around and carrying Nanashiki Mio upstairs as if she were carrying a little chicken, Shirasaka directly knocked on the door of a living pig that was in the stage of waking up.

"What? Are you treating us to dinner again?"

Asano Chiya, who had just woken up, yawned and opened the door for Shirasaka, and the first thing he asked was if he could have food.

In terms of her social network, excluding the express delivery that had been announced to be left at the door, the only person who would knock on the door was Shirasaka, her neighbor who had almost become her bad friend.

"Yes, please help me take care of her. I'll treat you to dinner."

He pinched his nose and threw Nanashi Mio to the girl in front of him. Clothes are something that everyone needs, not just Asano Chiya. Apart from making clothes, it's hard to think of any other advantages this guy has.

Nanashiki Mio, who was tossed around like a cat, let out a pitiful whimper, but the moment she looked at Asano Chiya who was still squinting her eyes, she froze in place as if her neck was strangled.

It was as if she was thrown in front of some terrifying man-eating beast. Asano Chiye didn't even look at her, but she seemed to feel a huge sense of oppression coming from her, as if it could crush her at any time, making her deprive herself of the right to breathe.

In comparison, those so-called evil spirits seemed as small as an ant compared to the girl in front of her, and were not worth mentioning at all.

"Cook? Do you mean kill? I haven't killed anyone in a long time."

She looked down lazily at Nanashiki Mio who was thrown over by Shirasaka. Asano Chiya was still yawning as if she hadn't woken up yet, but at least Shirasaka promised to treat her to dinner in the evening, so she finally perked up a little.

But after just a glance, she lost interest in Nanashiki Mio and continued to complain to Shirasaka.

"I want you to help her take a bath and change her clothes. If possible, you can stay here with her for the night."

When Shirasaka heard the tone of Asano Chiya's voice, she knew that she probably just wanted to raise the price through this matter. This girl would never miss any opportunity to beg from her. She didn't know how she could abandon her integrity as a beautiful girl so quickly.

"Well, you have to pay extra. My clothes are very expensive, and my room has never been shared with anyone else. If you don't take me out for a good meal, I won't agree."

Asano Chiya leaned lazily against the door, but he didn't mind the smell of Nanashiki Mio. He just continued to raise his eyebrows at Shirasaka, as if he was not someone who could be dealt with so easily.

"Alright, alright, why don't you choose this time? Hurry up and help her take a bath and change her clothes, then we'll go out for dinner. Will you be satisfied with this?"

Shirasaka covered his forehead and compromised directly. Asano Chiya's conditions were not harsh, but if he could find other friends for a while, he really would not be willing to ask this guy for help.

Just seeing her smug look is enough to make people unhappy, okay?

"That's what I've been waiting for. Hey, it's okay to bring more people back next time. I have a lot of clothes. If you want to customize a uniform for your girlfriend, you can come to me. The price is very reasonable."

While boasting to Shirasaka with his head held high like a victorious bull, Asano Chiya dragged Nanashiki Mio, who was still standing there in a daze, into his bathroom.

"Come on, little sister, I'll take you to have some fun~"

Chapter 47: Under Control

Half an hour later, Shirasaka, sitting on the sofa in Asano Chiya's house, looked at Nanashiki Mio, who was almost a completely different person in front of him, and pointed at her and looked at the culprit standing beside him.

"Are you sure this is the person I just brought to you?"

The girl in front of him was wearing a pure black sailor suit, with her carefully washed black hair draped down to her waist. Her deliberately trimmed bangs covered the half of her face that was damaged by the burns. The exposed little face, which was too fair and a little sickly, was covered with a layer of light makeup, making it look like a delicate water lily.

The wounds on her body were bandaged again, and the seemingly deliberate bow-tie bandaging technique added a bit of cuteness that was only possible at this age for this frail girl. Shirasaka realized at this time that if you don't look at the half of Nanashiki Mio's face that was burned, she can be completely classified as a beautiful girl.

Compared to the dirty, dark and pitiful girl before, it was almost like a different person.

"Then how can you doubt the skills of a professional like me? As a tailor, it's normal for me to know how to style and apply makeup, right?"

Asano Chiya put her hands on her slender waist with a proud look on her face, like a proud little peacock, and accepted Shirasaka's praise wantonly.

"Is this considered an extra service? I don't charge extra for it."

Shirasaka nodded. Even though he didn't want to see Asano Chiya's smug look, he had to admit that under her amazing craftsmanship, Nanashiki Mio was almost reborn.

"If you don't want to add it, then don't. I'm just showing you my cooking skills so you don't keep complaining about me not being able to do anything except eat. You see, I'm not the kind of vase that just eats and waits to die."

Asano Chiya has long wanted to show off in front of Shirasaka, but she never had the chance before. Shirasaka herself is not the kind of person who cares much about her appearance. She has a lot of skills but no place to display them.

Now Nanashiki Mio has become her best training target, and she will certainly not miss such an opportunity to show herself in front of Shirasaka.

"Ah, yes, yes, are you hungry? I'll take you out to eat."

Shirasaka nodded and answered her perfunctorily, then raised his eyebrows at Nanashiki Mio in front of him, finally giving the person involved a chance to speak.

"Can I do that too?"

Nanashi Mio, who was grasping the corners of her clothes with both hands helplessly and was like a doll at the mercy of others since she entered the room, pointed at herself. The clothes she was wearing were made of a softer and cleaner material than she had ever worn before, and she no longer felt greasy or itchy. Everything in front of her was so beautiful that it seemed like a dream, making her inexplicably want to cry.

The feeling of oppression that Chiya Asano brought to her was only for a moment. After that, whether she was bathing her attentively or doing her hair and makeup, Chiya Asano was like a caring older sister, treating her with a completely gentle attitude.

And now, Shirasaka was saying that he wanted to take her out for dinner or something, which made Nanashiki Mio feel like she was dreaming.

"Well, how can you help me if you don't have enough food? You should learn from this guy. As long as you do your job well, you won't be treated badly by food and drink, okay?"

Shirasaka shrugged his shoulders and pointed at Chiya Asano, who couldn't wait to change his shoes when he heard about dinner, pointing out the best example to Nanashiki Mio.

No matter what she does, she is definitely the best when it comes to eating.

Without waiting for Nanashiki Mio to make any more excuses, Shirasaka pushed her out the door again. He knew this girl's personality well. She was just a kind of slime monster. You don't have to consider what she thinks. You can just do whatever you want with her. She won't resist anyway.

On the way to the restaurant that Chiya Asano had said she had long admired, Shirasaka was accompanied by beautiful girls, but she felt as if she was walking a dog.

Not to mention the silly Husky Chiya Asano who was walking in front and almost had a tail that was swinging around. The Nanashiki Mio behind him was like a big golden retriever who was not willing to be taken out for a walk. If Shirasaka had not been holding her, she would have fallen down on the spot.

"I say, can't you be a little tougher? No one will rush out to beat you up when you walk on the street, so why do you feel so scared of everything?"

Shirasaka definitely had no way to deal with the happy-go-lucky Husky, so in the end, he could only think about whether he could motivate Nanashi Mio behind him first.

"I just... I've never worn such beautiful clothes before. What if someone sees me?"

Still with her head lowered, Nanashiki Mio rubbed the corner of her clothes. She knew everything Shirasaka said, but she had never felt as relaxed walking on the road as she did now. She still instinctively felt a guilty feeling.

It was as if I didn't deserve these things at all, and that they were just stolen things that didn't belong to me.

"If anyone sees it, just say it's the work of my great master, Chiya Asano. Consider it an advertisement for me."

The girl who was walking in front like a bloodhound suddenly appeared in front of Nanashiki Mio, reached out and grabbed Nanashiki Mio's shoulders, and her expression became unexpectedly serious.

"Could it be that you think the clothes I make are not worthy of being seen by others? Is that what you mean?"

Asano Chiya's eyes became dangerous, as if her human dignity was challenged. It was the first time that Shirasaka saw her with this expression. If he didn't know her true nature, he would have been intimidated by her.

But Nanashiki Mio, the softest of the soft persimmons, could not hold out under the pressure of Asano Chiya. Her neck was shrunken into a ball and she shook her little head vigorously, unable to speak.

"If you're not, then stand up straight. Beautiful clothes should be worn out to get compliments from others. Got it?"

After tidying up Nanashiki Mio's clothes, Asano Chiya turned her head back, completely unaware that just a day ago, she was still swearing that she had no right to wear her clothes in front of others.

So as long as I don't wear it myself, it's fine, right?

Shirasaka twitched the corners of his mouth, but there was a clear smile on his face. To deal with a soft persimmon like Nanashiki Mio, he really had to let a shameless guy like Asano Chiya take over. Wouldn't he be able to control her in minutes?

Chapter 48: Is there still law?

Asano Chiya's attainments in eating are similar to her attainments in tailoring.

Shirasaka had to admit that he had wronged her. At least her taste in choosing delicious food was one of her rare strengths.

Shirasaka, who had a very satisfying meal, looked at the bill of 50,000 yen, and had no intention of blaming Asano Chiya for it. After all, the food in this restaurant was indeed worth the price, and he could still afford to indulge occasionally.

As for Nanashiki Mio, the girl who had basically survived on her father's leftovers since she was a child, she was almost floating when she walked.

For her, who had always thought that the most delicious things were the discounted bento boxes sold in convenience stores, these high-end dishes were something she had never imagined in her dreams.

It would be worth it to experience a life like this, even if I die like this, right?