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

"Oh dear, I almost forgot." Investigator Shimamura was about to leave when he remembered something important and stopped in his tracks: "Maekawa-kun, are you sure you're okay using a wooden sword?"

"Don't worry about me. This knife has been enhanced by the young lady's magic. Although it's not sharp, its sturdiness far surpasses that of ordinary metals."

"I see. But what's the difference between a dull knife and a stick?"

"There's a big difference." Yoshiyuki patiently explained, "Swordsmanship is still swordsmanship. The way a wooden sword attacks is not much different from that of an ordinary samurai sword, except that it cannot be used for iaido. In fact, because it is not sharpened, you can be less hesitant when you strike."

"Even so, when it comes to protecting someone as important as your young lady, a steel knife is still more effective, isn't it? Why don't you consider getting a real one and replacing that tattered one at your waist?"

"...This was a birthday gift from the young lady last year. She even personally engraved the words 'Yixing' on it. It's very important to me; it's not some junk at all." Yixing's face immediately darkened: "Please take back what you said."

"Sorry, how would I know where it came from? Don't be angry, don't be angry."

After apologizing, Shinshoujima smiled, knowing that continuing the conversation would be pointless, so he stopped talking.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked casually toward the sewer entrance.

Along the way, he hummed the theme song of My Little Pony as he walked, and sometimes he would imitate musical instruments with his mouth to accompany the music.

The song was already a bit catchy, and he hummed it wildly off-key with that raspy voice, driving the young lady to the brink of madness.

Not to mention Wu Lili, who has four channels of sound due to her animal ears and has extremely keen hearing.

Her smile froze the moment she heard the song, then gradually disappeared, and finally she covered her two animal ears on her head and let out a wail.

"Mr. Shimamura! Could you please stop singing!"

"Oh, is it that hard to listen to?" Shinjima Village asked with a smile.

"It's more than just awful!!" Wu Lili was on the verge of a breakdown. "It's like scratching a blackboard with fingernails—it's torture for your ear!"

"Wow, it's really that bad?!" He looked surprised, paused, then said with a grin, "But it's okay! I just haven't heard it enough. I'll get used to it!"

Upon hearing this, the animal-eared girl let out another pitiful cry, as if she were about to burst into tears.

However, this time it seems that she accidentally stepped on a fat, large maggot.

It was absolutely terrible.

The sound of the filling bursting can be clearly heard even through the air, and just thinking about it often can greatly help save food.

It can also help you lose weight, which is a win-win situation.

Actually, the young lady almost stepped on it just now, but luckily Yixing was quick-witted and picked her up to avoid it.

Erina thought Yoshiyuki suddenly wanted to carry her away, and she was immediately touched. However, because the way he was being carried was uncomfortable and she couldn't put all her weight on him, she prepared to ask to change positions.

Fortunately, Yixing put her down before his master could speak, thus stopping the young lady from pushing her luck.

"Is Shimamura mentally ill? He has even more twisted tastes than my brother." Erina was a little disappointed because she hadn't hugged him enough, but she quickly cheered up and complained to Yoshiyuki in a low voice, "Can someone like him be an investigator? Then can we be one too? Yoshiyuki, you're even more handsome than him."

"Be content, young lady. Ms. Fujimori said that Mr. Shimamura is already one of the more normal ones among the strange investigators."

Yoshiyuki said this in a low voice, genuinely worried for the people of Tokyo.

He was somewhat skeptical of the Metropolitan Police Department's "weird investigators," believing that the "weird" in their term meant more than just dealing with strange incidents.

This also means that the investigators' behavior itself is very strange.

Erina and her companion walked ahead to lead the way.

Yi Xing remained vigilant, protecting the young lady with his body the entire time, his hand resting on the hilt of the knife, ready to draw the wooden sword and slash at any moment.

Erina put away the dumplings and, using the flashlight given to her by Shimamura the sniper, constantly acted as a "compass," showing everyone the direction of their destination.

Because the sewer is open, the smell isn't too strong.

However, walking through dark and narrow passages can be quite mentally taxing.

However, Investigator Shimamura's witty remarks actually helped to lighten the mood.

"Maekawa-kun, guess why my revolver is blue?"

"Because you like blue?" Yixing said casually.

"Wrong answer! Deduct one point." Shinshoujima Mura blew a bubble gum, popped it, and then rolled it back into his mouth with his tongue, laughing heartily.

"Young people need to remember, this isn't a game. In reality, not many people would just paint their weapons however they like. My revolver is imbued with a spirit; it can fire ice bullets, which is why it's blue—speaking of which, can you guess why my cane is silver?"

"Because you've been possessed by spirits before?" Yixing replied, feeling confident that he had secured his position this time.

"Wrong. It's because I like silver canes." Investigator Shimamura sighed heavily. "You got two such simple questions wrong. Maekawa-kun, you really need to use your brain more."

Erina showed a look of disgust.

She hates it when people speak ill of her, even if it's just a joke.

In the young lady's eyes, Yixing was her person, and only she had the right to scold him. No one else had the right to point fingers at her beloved servant.

"That guy is so despicable, Yixing, don't you want to punch him?" The young lady tugged at Yixing's sleeve, pouted, and muttered in a low voice.

"A little." As Yoshiyuki naturally took the young lady's soft and slender hand, he began to have a bold fantasy of beating up the investigators together with her later.

Although it's a bit unsportsmanlike to fight two against one, and it seems to do a disservice to the name "Yixing," is it meaningful to talk about martial ethics with such despicable people?

Yi Xing believes there is no such thing.

It's like asking why someone would choose to fight Shuten-dōji one-on-one when they could easily defeat him in a group fight.

After that, Shinjojima Village began to actively bring up topics again.

He's a real chatterbox, but a lot of what he says isn't nonsense; it's quite interesting.

For example, he mentioned the funny things that happened when he went to Kanagawa to exorcise demons a couple of days ago, and how he managed to catch an eyeball demon along the way.

They were actually hunting birds in the mountains, intending to roast them, when they accidentally shot down an eyeball monster that flew by.

Shimamura said he originally thought of just grilling the Eyeball Demon to eat, but then he thought it would be nice to keep it as a pet! So he decided to keep it.

As a result, the eyeball monster kept bumping around in the cage and even tried to bite off his hand while he was being fed.

Left with no other choice, they had to ask an acquaintance to find Yusuke, who was skilled in taming demons, for help.

"Oh, speaking of which, Yusuke talks about you guys all the time, you know?" Shinju Shimamura blew another bubble and said contentedly, "Would you like to hear his opinion of you?"