My daily life of exorcising demons and falling in love with a witch.

Although there are often people who accidentally wander in, generally only those with spiritual powers can see the monster market.

Spiritual power doesn't need to be strong enough to use magic; it's enough to see things that ordinary people can't.

In this ghost market, most of the transactions involve monsters and ghosts. Humans are outsiders, so they need to follow the rules very well. Otherwise, they will be in danger.

In the mountains near the Yoda family's house, there is a monster market. It's all stalls set up by monsters.

They sell all sorts of things, including items resold from human society. For example, packaged food, books, CDs, and so on.

When Erina was a child, she fell ill, and Kazuhiro Maekawa and her father went to her place and traded a piece of fried tofu, which weighed three times as much as the young lady, for a peculiar medicinal herb that humans couldn't obtain.

As for why the stall owner wanted so much fried tofu... well, that's probably because she's a fox spirit.

"Young lady, do you think it's possible that Shuten-dōji might go to the yokai market to buy this kind of sake?" Yoshiyuki couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"I might come back after they stop selling it. There's no need for it normally. A monster market like this in a bustling city must be trading very rare items. Yoda sake is sold in supermarkets, so why would I need to sell it here?"

As Erina spoke, she looked at the ghost market with a still very interested expression.

"Yoshiki, let's go to the monster market sometime! Maybe they'll sell live dumplings!"

"Young Miss, I think there's no way I'll be able to buy something like this."

Although she can't buy real dumplings, Erina can still get plush ones and keeps buying new ones to increase her dumpling collection.

For example, the limited edition emoticon dumpling that Yixing is trying to catch at this moment.

"Are all these manufacturers crazy?" Yixing couldn't help but complain as he manipulated the grappling hook. "How can they make limited editions of emoticons? They don't even have copyright, do they? I can sew one for you and it'll be the same."

"Hmph... Yoshiyuki, you still don't understand." Erina said seriously, "Although your needlework is good, the dumplings you sew and the limited edition dumplings you grab have a different meaning!"

"Is that so? Which one does the young lady prefer?"

"How can you compare these two! One represents Yixing's love for me, while the other is like catching a rare Pokémon!"

The young lady's whimsical metaphor has appeared again.

Yixing couldn't help but imagine that if there were various dungeons in Pokémon, she might field a full team.

Then the Poké Balls will be full of dough balls, and I'll become a true dough ball trainer.

The morning passed quickly.

The two visited many shops together and eventually stopped at Akihabara Park, where they sat on a bench to rest.

"Phew... We've finally arrived at the park in Akihabara!" Erina looked at the children playing there and said with some emotion, "This is the first park I've ever been to! And it feels so much smaller than it looks on TV..."

"After all, Akihabara is a commercial district, so a park located in the heart of the city can't be that big." Yoshiyuki looked around and suddenly began to miss the parks in China.

Parks in China always have fitness equipment, and only those that reach a certain size are considered to have it.

But in Japan, this isn't the case; even a patch of grass a few square meters in size can be called a park.

Furthermore, the parks here either have nothing at all, or only some slides, swings, and other recreational facilities for children. Even pull-ups are rare.

The parks in Akihabara are just open spaces with streetlights and benches.

The trees are surrounded by square fences, and there is almost no lawn; most of the ground is paved with cement tiles.

"It's alright, the electronics district where we live isn't far from the famous Ueno Park. We can go there when we want to go shopping." Yoshiyuki said, seeing Erina rubbing her blissfully adorable face against the dumpling, and couldn't help but laugh and cry: "Miss, do you like it that much?"

"Of course I like it when it's round and chubby," Erina said, reaching out to pinch Yoshiyuki's belly and chuckling, "I feel like it would be really funny if your belly were round and chubby too."

"That wouldn't look good." Yixing imagined himself as a fat man and immediately felt a chill. "Miss, do you think I'd look good if I got fat?"

"Hmm..." Erina looked at the dumpling, then at Yoshiyuki, and fell into deep thought for a moment: "No! Yoshiyuki really can't get fat! So you have to watch your diet, Yoshiyuki?"

"Although I can't burn fat with spiritual power, I won't gain weight with this level of exercise, young lady." As Yoshiyuki said this, he suddenly remembered something crucial: "Ah, speaking of training... now that there are no dojos, I'm afraid I'll have to practice swordsmanship in Ueno Park."

After arriving in Tokyo, he hadn't yet adjusted to his new routine.

Logically, on holidays, Yixing is supposed to go for a morning run. In addition to running, he should do a series of warm-up exercises at noon and in the evening, and then finish with sword practice.

If it's during the school year, then I only exercise in the morning and after school.

He trains for at least two hours every day. When he's not so busy, he trains for more than three hours.

This is to ensure that martial arts skills do not decline due to laziness.

"Oh! It should only take about twenty minutes to get to the park, right?" Erina asked eagerly. "I'll go with you after lunch! It's good to get some exercise sometimes, you know."

"Are you sure, Miss? Why don't you just wait for me to come back at home?" Yoshiyuki imagined the scene of Erina being unable to walk and having to carry her back, and immediately felt that it was too troublesome.

Or perhaps he was holding the young lady, and then the young lady was holding the dumpling.

This nested-doll-like hugging method is bound to attract a lot of attention. This is something Yi Xing has always been unwilling to do.

However, Erina had already decided to go with Yoshiyuki.

So he had no choice but to agree, and then asked in this way.

"Young Miss, what would you like to eat for lunch?"

"A bento box made with good intentions!"

"I wasn't prepared, Miss. Let's find a restaurant nearby; maybe we can find one that can satisfy you even better than my cooking."

Erina's eating habits are too picky.

But with so many restaurants in Tokyo, Yoshiyuki felt that she would eventually be able to find a shop she liked.

"Hmph, I don't think there's such a place! The food I buy just doesn't taste as good as what Yixing makes."

Erina said this with great confidence, holding the dough ball in her hand.

In fact, Yixing knew very well that the dishes he made had been given a buff.

As long as she knows that Yoshiyuki made something, even if it's slightly messed up, Erina will most likely eat it all while complaining.

Food bought from outside doesn't receive this treatment.

She would only complain that she couldn't swallow it, and then stuff it into Yixing's mouth like feeding a pig.