Crossover anime, a daily life that begins with hunting supernatural beings.

45. Grudge·Gaya Coconut

Of course, the bartender's reliability was never demonstrated in front of Sakurai, no matter the circumstances.

"I feel like slapping you right now."

Looking at the bartender's face, which seemed utterly irritating, Sakurai's tone suddenly turned sinister.

"No way, Sakurai-kun, we rely on this face to make a living."

Shrinking his neck, the bartender forced a smile, afraid that Sakurai would put his deepest thoughts into action.

He knew perfectly well that Sakurai was always quick to act than to talk.

Keeping one's word is practically Sakurai's motto.

The bartender doesn't want to experience being beaten up for no reason or anything like that yet.

My old friends will laugh their heads off.

"Forget it, I think this is more satisfying than slapping you."

As he spoke, Sakurai reached into his shoulder bag and tossed his spoils from the H city ruins to the bartender.

"Why don't you just slap us, Sakurai-kun?"

"We think this is more satisfying."

"Please, just consider it a favor to us, I'm begging you."

With a puzzled look, the bartender silently put on his mask of pain.

What is this?

It hasn't been that long, and Sakurai has already gotten his hands on this.

They've really gotten into a fight with those guys.

"Anyway, I've given it to you. How you deal with it is your business, I can't interfere."

"I don't have the habit of taking back what I give away, so you can decide for yourself."

As he spoke, Sakurai put the last bit of curry rice into his mouth, picked up his cup, and gulped it down in one go.

Sakurai stood up, flipped over, and got on the motorcycle.

"Send me the address, and all payment will be settled in the form of food scraps. It's settled then."

Without giving the bartender a chance to stop him, Sakurai turned the accelerator and drove away from the izakaya.

.......

.......

According to legend, the intense resentment generated by the anger of a person who dies unjustly will linger in the place where the deceased lived, forming an evil, cursed dark power.

This evil curse power is called "Ju-on".

The place where the deceased lived was filled with overwhelming resentment, and anyone who touched it would die, creating a new curse that would spread terror and death.

There was a woman who was introverted and lacked the love of family and friends during her life, with only a black cat as her companion.

Later, due to a series of accidental factors, the woman was brutally dismembered by her husband.

She died unjustly and transformed into the "Ju-on," cursing everyone who lived in the house.

Sakurai's target this time is a bound spirit named Kayako.

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"Hello, it's me...."

"You unscrupulous merchant, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"If you want me to deal with a bound spirit or something, why don't you just have someone blow up that house?"

"I remember your demolition team is really good at dealing with this type of guy, isn't it?"

After Sakurai found the long-abandoned haunted house based on the address given by the bartender, he finally saw the story synopsis that the bartender had prepared for him.

Looking at this classic courtyard-style bungalow.

Sakurai, looking exasperated, made a phone call to the bartender.

After the bartender confidently assured him that the enemy was something special, it turned out to be just a bound spirit or something. Wasn't that a bit of an underestimation of him?

As his first major battle after rehabilitation training, this opponent must be at least on par with the level of the Mountain God, if not a formidable one.

Sakurai thought the bartender wouldn't make such a silly joke, but it was really strange.

“Sakurai, don’t underestimate her. If she said she could be handled so easily, we would never have asked you to take care of her.”

The bartender, whose tone was similar to that of a matchmaker who tries to bring men and women together, chuckled.

"We should have mentioned it before, right? The 'Ju-on' called Kayako is a member of the ghost stories."

“With her as the root, nothing and everyone related to Ju-on can be destroyed.”

"Otherwise, we would have already arranged for people to blow up this house."

The bartender, who had already guessed that Sakurai would call him, had prepared his explanation and chuckled as he added the relevant details to Sakurai's story.

"With her immortality and indiscriminate malice towards the living, if she hadn't only targeted those who entered the haunted house, and if we hadn't noticed something was wrong immediately and arranged for people to hide the haunted house using special methods, who knows how many people would have died at her hands and become new curses."

"Kayako is like a virus, spreading a toxin called Ju-on among all those who enter the haunted house."

"There is no other solution unless everyone involved is killed."

“Sakurai-kun, you know we’re just a businessman running an izakaya (Japanese pub), we don’t have that much power.”

Upon hearing this, Sakurai pictured a cheeky face shrugging and touching its nose.

"If you keep spouting this nonsense, I'll go back and fight you right now."

"I'm also curious whether I can take you down now."

Sakurai gave a cold snort; after being provoked by the bartender's words, she did indeed have such thoughts.

Now, can he agree to the bartender's request?

While we're at it, let's find out who this guy really is.

Sakurai had a rather absurd guess: if there were any gods in the real world, the only one he knew was the bartender.

"No, Sakurai-kun, I was just trying to keep you from getting bored, so I was just making a little joke."

The bartender, who begged for mercy at lightning speed, was practically kneeling before Sakurai.

Even if he drank himself into a stupor, he still wouldn't fight Sakurai.

Not to mention he's only been drinking milk lately.

Winning brings no benefit, while losing brings shame.

For a bartender, it's either a profit or a loss; he won't do anything that doesn't benefit him either way.

Needless to say, he's actually a bit of a hypocrite now.

What if Sakurai suddenly unleashes his full power? He'd be incredibly embarrassed.

Unlike Sakurai, he doesn't feel pain at all.

"Then hurry up!"

Sakurai snorted and realized that this tactic was really effective in threatening the bartender.

It works every time you use it.

There have never been any mistakes.

"Anyway, as you know, Sakurai-kun... we have limitations, so we can't just act casually."

"Even if Kayako's level of supernatural attacks were to be guaranteed, your elementary school student would only have a slight chance of winning if all three of his current graduates attacked together."

"Add to that the special identity of being immortal and indestructible, this thing is a hot potato, you can't throw it away, and you can't eat it either."

"I don't really want to say this, but with us restricted, we really have no way to deal with her."

After coughing twice, the bartender recounted the whole story in detail.

46. ​​First Encounter with Ju-on

According to the bartender, Kayako might indeed be a formidable opponent worth fighting.

Listening to the bartender's explanation, Sakurai became a little more interested.

"That's why you recommended this place to me." (554707555)

"Because I can completely eradicate ghost stories?"

He licked his lips, and the seemingly plain and unadorned haunted house suddenly became different in Sakurai's eyes.

It became mysterious and full of...

Attraction.

It's like a piece of gold placed in front of a gambler who's at his wit's end.

What? There's no way to look away!

What to do about a formidable enemy who can make me go all out...?

I think I'm already getting excited.

What's with this restless heartbeat? I don't remember being this kind of person with such a terrible personality.

Sakurai, who had absolutely no self-awareness, couldn't help but lick his lips.

"That's right, that's it. Anyway, I'll leave the Ju-on to you, Sakurai-kun. You can name your price, Sakurai-kun. After defeating the Ju-on, I hope you can be merciful and give us the dropped proof."

"We'll offer a high price to buy it, and we guarantee that Sakurai will be satisfied."

The bartender, with a smug grin, begged Sakurai for food.

The evidence presented by the Slit-Mouthed Woman and Hanako allowed him to impress his old friends.