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

I'm only listening to her because we're complete strangers, and it's already a favor that I'm doing this meal.

She's not like Sister Zhen Dong, who makes herself bleed and get enchanted. She's a pretty cute girl, that's true, but she's still not qualified.

He's not like Kirisu Mafuyu, who's the kind of person who's cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

He's just an ordinary person who's self-centered and selfish.

That's how Sakurai sees himself.

"I'll give you anything you want, please help me."

She repeated those words again, knowing that Yotsuya Miko never wanted to experience that feeling of helplessness again.

"Really? Anything is fine with me."

After pondering the meaning behind Yotsuya Miko's words, Sakurai suddenly had a good idea.

White teeth, white teeth, white teeth...

I seem to have forgotten that the guy in front of me is a boy around my age.

If he wants me to do yellow things.

Thinking of this, Yotsuya Miko, whose face was both pale and rosy, hugged her chest warily.

This girl definitely matches her aesthetic, but it's a bit much that she became a mother so early.

Sakurai, unaware of the peculiar thought processes of teenage girls, took out a few spoils from his pocket and casually tossed them on the ground. Sakurai then looked up at Yotsuya Miko.

"If you really had the ability to see ghosts, you should be able to tell what these are."

"Pick one, consider it a gift."

24. From this moment on, you belong to me.

The ground is littered with various weapon-related relics of different shapes.

For example, a broken utility knife, rusty scissors, a saw with cracked serrations, an axe without a handle, a kunai that had lost its luster, a kitchen knife covered in bloodstains, and a series of other old, seemingly discarded trash. Sakurai's lips curled into a tiny, pixel-sized smile.

Since he could use the remnants to harm those guys, there was no reason why others couldn't use them either, that's what Sakurai thought.

Even ordinary people can harm supernatural beings by using their belongings.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be possible to sell it for such a high price.

Just in case, Sakurai took out the weapon-related relics that he already had on hand.

after all...

Sakurai couldn't figure out how the teddy bear could possibly harm the supernatural.

Anyway...

Just to be on the safe side, we should test it out first.

Otherwise, he could have just given the dagger to Kirisu Mafuyu for self-defense that day; it would have been too stupid of him to bleed himself out.

In this situation, you shouldn't refuse a test subject that's offered to you.

not to mention...

I'm really curious about how this guy can see the connection between the supernatural entities and those who came to this world...

What other connections exist?

Sakurai watched with amusement as Yotsuya Miko struggled with her dilemma, growing more and more satisfied with what he saw.

Is this what they taught in Chinese class about "when you're sleepy, a pillow comes to you"?

Because the sentence sounded interesting, he decided to write it down.

What should I do? What should I do? Do I really have to choose one?

Miko Yotsuya, who kept swallowing her saliva, felt like her heart was about to stop.

What she saw was black mist rising from these things; it looked like it came from something bad.

She's just a high school girl, won't she be cursed if she just casually takes this kind of thing?

It's like those people in horror movies who take things they shouldn't and then die a miserable death.

Do I only have seven days left to live?

"Um, do you have any more affordable options, like amulets or talismans?"

The strong heart she had been forced to develop over the past few days, coupled with Sakurai's indifferent gaze, calmed Yotsuya Miko down from her panic. Still unable to muster the courage to take those dirty things, the girl quietly expressed her thoughts.

"If you want amulets or protective charms, that's not impossible."

Standing up, Sakurai looked down at the trembling Yotsuya Miko.

"Hmm."

Nodding incessantly like a chick pecking at rice, Yotsuya Miko was afraid that if she answered any later, Sakurai would change his mind.

After all, this person looks like a super big shot.

It's unlikely that something will happen on a whim, but it's not impossible.

"If I had one, unfortunately... I don't."

"So, if you need my help, choose one from these."

"Otherwise, no discussion."

"Since you treated me to dinner, I can pretend I never saw you today."

"Then you have to figure out how to save your own life."

"Just a heads-up, in this world..."

"Some opportunities only come once in a lifetime."

With a single finger extended, Sakurai brazenly oppressed the poor girl.

With a snort, Sakurai showed no awareness that the girl in front of him was a cute girl, and naturally gave her a choice between two options.

"Woo~"

His eyes twitched incessantly. In Jianzi's eyes, he clearly saw a fleeting glimpse of twisted black energy on the big boss's body, which could be described as being higher than a ten-story building.

Startled, Miko Yotsuya couldn't help but let out a mournful cry.

She wondered again if she was being ridiculous by offering herself up.

Isn't she just shortening her already limited lifespan even further?

At this point, Yotsuya Miko knew that she had no choice but to make a decision.

Who knows if she'll be killed on the spot if she turns to leave? After all, the person in front of her is a powerful figure who can deliver a fatal blow to anything bad. She's not done living yet.

Utility knife, scissors, saw, axe, kitchen knife...

Isn't there even one slightly more normal option among these choices?

With her eyes twitching uncontrollably, Yotsuya Miko hesitated, unsure which option she should choose.

"Hey bro, any hints?"

Every choice I make feels so risky.

After looking around but still unable to discern anything from these things filled with black energy, Yotsuya Miko weakly raised one hand and asked Sakurai with a bitter face.

Sakurai felt a little better after being called "big boss" by Yotsuya Miko non-stop. Considering how accommodating this girl was, he figured he might as well say a few more words.

"Hints? These were all obtained from some snacks. The sourcing channels are a bit random. These are all the weapon-type supernatural items I currently have."

"In terms of quality, there shouldn't be too much difference. It doesn't matter which one you choose, or do you want something better?"

"That's not impossible."

"I have a better option."

As he spoke, Sakurai took out a miniature caterpillar statue and his short dagger from his pocket and placed them in front of Yotsuya Miko.

It all depends on whether Yotsuya Miko dares to make the choice.

This is bullying, this is definitely bullying.

She subconsciously shuddered twice and involuntarily took two steps back.

The statue of a green worm exuding a thick black aura and the short dagger that gave her the feeling that she would be killed immediately if she dared to choose either one were both extremely bad choices.

By the way——

I think I now understand how the big shot sources his goods.

Her eyes twitched. Looking at this statue, which was a scaled-down version of the nasty creature she had seen eating at the alley next to the dessert shop that afternoon, and which was emanating black smoke, Yotsuya Miko felt as if she had discovered some incredible secret.

Since things have come to this point, it would be impolite to refuse further.

Just die.

"I understand, then I'll choose this one, boss."

Caught off guard by the glint of cold light in the open shoulder bag, Yotsuya Miko gritted her teeth and grabbed the utility knife from the ground. The moment she touched it, she felt a chill spread from her palm to her entire body, and Yotsuya Miko instinctively shivered.

It's a really bad feeling, like I'm being watched by something.

A chill ran down my spine.

This is...

Did the big shot source the goods from a bad supplier?

"very good."

"Now that you've accepted the gift, you can't refuse what I'm about to say."

Boss, this is forced buying and selling, which is illegal.

Nodding in satisfaction, completely ignoring Miko's pained expression, Sakurai picked up the items left on the ground, took a flip phone from his shoulder bag, and popped it into his mouth, finishing it in a few bites with a crunchy texture.

"From today onwards, you are my assistant."

Extending an index finger towards Yotsuya Miko's face, Sakurai naturally gave his terms.