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

Please ask the boss to take care of that one at home.

After asking herself this question, Yotsuya Miko hesitated.

What if after I get rid of him, I'll never see my dad again?

Although she doesn't look like her father, Miko Yotsuya knows...

That's Dad.

A year ago, after arguing with her, my father passed away. Now, even though it's my father's spirit, I can still see him, right?

Relying on these "seeing" eyes, if we say...

"No, it's nothing."

Shaking her head, Yotsuya Miko gave up on what she was about to say.

That's fine.

If I pretend I didn't see it, I can see my father every day—my father who died in an accident a year ago.

Yotsuya Miko told herself this.

Then you can eat pudding.

After glancing at Sakurai, who remained expressionless, he naturally picked up the cleaning tools from the bathroom.

"Boss, didn't you say that my job included cleaning? So I came a little early today, thinking I'd clean a bit first, and then we'd go to school together."

With a forced smile, Miko Yotsuya answered him in this way.

Then, quite nimbly, they began cleaning.

"is it?"

"Let's just take it as it is."

Sakurai gave Yotsuya Miko a deep look and decided to take it as fact.

It's her prerogative to do what she wants, but as the boss...

There is no reason to interfere in the other party's private affairs.

But the tone of her voice just now... I see.

Is the ghost story in Yotsuya Miko's house related to someone her assistant knows?

There are indeed similar situations, in which case it's difficult to intervene.

Leaning back on the sofa, Sakurai closed his eyes, and then suddenly spoke.

"Assistant, you are my employee."

"If the rosary breaks one day, eat all the candy and wheat without saying a word, and then leave the rest to me."

"I will get there as soon as possible."

While his mind raced with countless thoughts, Sakurai remained outwardly calm, closing his eyes to rest.

Because Yotsuya Miko woke her up early, there was still quite a while before school started.

You can rest a little longer.

Her body trembled involuntarily, and Yotsuya Miko lowered her eyes.

Silent.

......

......

"Oh, Sakurai-kun said he wasn't interested, but he still came over and took care of it?"

On the other end of the phone, the bartender chuckled and teased Sakurai.

"Don't get me wrong, it's just a hunt. My assistant's luck is unexpectedly good. The ghost stories she's interested in should be quite delicious."

Sakurai scrolled through the messages on his phone and said those words expressionlessly.

He doesn't see himself as a meddlesome busybody; he's just doing what he wants to do.

Anything within my power that makes me feel good.

"Really? Is this a tsundere trait unique to Sakurai-kun?"

"What a troublesome guy. Boys being arrogant is not cute at all."

"Mommy... since you've said that, let's accept it as such."

After the banter, the bartender got down to business.

This incident happened within his jurisdiction, and it wouldn't be good if it inadvertently attracted the attention of the History Compilation Bureau.

He finally managed to find some peace and quiet, and if trouble just randomly came knocking on his door, even he would be annoyed.

Oh dear...

It's so kind of you, Sakurai-kun, to offer your help.

After all, he is undoubtedly the ace.

Sakurai, who has always been only concerned with his own hunting, is now willing to meddle in other people's business, and his little assistant is also quite interesting.

After that person disappeared, something good finally happened.

After drinking a glass of milk from his old friend's cow, the bartender seemed to understand why Sakurai couldn't live without milk.

This tastes really good.

61. The Conqueror & Sleeping Beauty of the Literary Forest

"Hey, do you know how to summon that bus that leads to the world of the dead?"

"You probably don't have any dead people you'd do anything to see, do you?"

"Even if it's just a fragment that I've remembered, I don't think Sakurai-kun would want to meet them."

The bartender subtly steered the conversation away from the topic and took another sip of milk.

"If the triggering conditions are not met, there's no way to summon that bus."

The bartender asked Sakurai for his thoughts with a smile.

"That's your job. Taking care of the violators who spread information about the inner world on a large scale is your job as the area manager, isn't it?"

"Find someone who can summon that bus in the shortest amount of time, and then leave the rest to me."

"Haven't we always worked together this way?"

Sakurai, constantly scrolling through her phone and carrying a shoulder bag in one hand, leaned against the bus stop, her eyes slightly narrowed as she softly questioned the unscrupulous businessman on the other end of the phone.

"That's true, Sakurai-kun. You've always been like this. If it weren't for you, this area under my jurisdiction would probably be in big trouble."

"Thanks to you, after that [annihilation], this area of ​​mine is unexpectedly safe."

"You may not know this, but staff in other regions suffered heavy losses."

"You always say you don't like meddling in other people's business, but every time I ask you to, you still end up solving it."

"Mr. [The Paranormal Site Conqueror] cleaned up all the paranormal sites in this area within a month."

With a smile on his face, he selected suitable candidates from the information of people in the Tokyo area, while the bartender even had time to tease Sakurai.

Don't you think you're talking too much nonsense?

"That damned profiteer."

Without realizing it, he had already reached into his shoulder bag and grasped the jerky that was one of the rewards from last time. After a visible struggle and hesitation, Sakurai finally chose to open his hand.

He took his hand out of the shoulder bag again, smelled the non-existent scent on his hand, and unconsciously swallowed.

but...

It's not the right time yet; now is not the time to eat this.

"Sorry, sorry, it seems we've talked about too many unrelated topics."

"By the way, Sakurai-kun, I'm curious, did you eat the reward I gave you last time?"

"Or perhaps, she suppressed her appetite and didn't touch him at all."

"Let me guess, the reason you're not eating it is because of your cute little assistant?"

"What a responsible boss."

"For an ordinary person to see so clearly overnight, and to be able to persist for so long before meeting you, is in a sense a remarkable quality. And her best friend is also a bit too interesting; I'm even considering having her work as a waitress in my shop."

"If we keep feeding her, the abundant spiritual energy that surrounds the izakaya will be the best aromatherapy and heater for us."

"My guests will surely love it."

"Of course, you're an exception, Sakurai-kun, after all, you're an 'outlier'."

Knowing Sakurai's personality well, the bartender chuckled and chattered on and on, his words flowing into Sakurai's ears through the phone's receiver without him even having time to catch his breath.

"That's enough. If you still haven't found it, I'll hang up now."

Unable to stand this guy's incessant rambling and trash talk any longer, Sakurai decided to physically isolate him from the noise pollution.

"Sorry, sorry. You know Sakurai-kun, once I start gossiping, I can't stop talking. That's why I love chatting with Sakurai-kun the most."

"Only you are willing to listen to me; everyone else tells me to shut up after just a couple of sentences."

"We get sad too..."

"It's clearly just that you're shameless," Sakurai shook his head speechlessly, he was fed up with this guy.

If he were even a human being, he wouldn't disgust himself like this.

If it were a face-to-face confrontation, even if he couldn't kill the opponent, Sakurai would at least land a few punches.

This guy will feel pain but he won't. After hitting him, he can say that he's guaranteed to make a profit.