I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

Please give me your guidance.

"Miss Yuko Ishigami, there's no need to be nervous. It's just a transaction." Sensing Yuko Ishigami's nervousness, a hearty laugh came through the receiver, dispelling most of her worries.

If someone is willing to help someone like me, they must be a good person, right?

The tone on the other end suddenly changed, becoming serious.

"Now, let's get back to the main point. Ms. Ishigami Yuko, you already have someone in mind who you want to disappear, right?"

"Yes."

"Then, please tell me their names."

"Mayumi Fujiita, Asaka Tsukuki and Tako Motomura."

Without hesitation, Yuko Ishigami quickly named three people.

"Oh, three?" The other person seemed surprised.

“That’s right, they were my classmates at school. Only those three are unforgivable.” Yuko Ishigami clenched her fists to suppress the hatred in her heart.

"How much money do you need? I currently have 20,000 yen in allowance per week and over 3 million yen in savings."

"If it's not enough, I can sign a contract, and I will definitely pay it off no matter how long it takes."

The other party was silent for a moment, then sounded somewhat disappointed.

“Ms. Yuko Ishigami, unfortunately, we don’t need the money.”

Even if I don't need money, I...

Yuko Ishigami suddenly fell silent.

Because apart from her good family background, she doesn't seem to have any other strengths.

"I can do anything for you!"

"I will agree to anything, no matter what!"

"So please make them disappear!"

Holding her phone, she gritted her teeth and read out her wish word by word.

Saying something like, "Great tone," only earned me a single compliment in return.

"However, Ms. Yuko Ishigami, we still need to come to your home to assess whether you have the financial means to make the three of them disappear."

Yuko Ishigami's breath hitched slightly: "When are you arriving?"

"Ms. Yuko Ishigami, you don't need to worry about that."

"We've arrived."

Yuko Ishigami was taken aback.

The phone beeped after the call was disconnected.

The last sentence came from behind her.

Yuko Ishigami slowly turned around.

A tail that looked like an insect hung down from the ceiling.

Immediately afterwards, a long, purple-skinned worm landed on the sofa.

Holding a folder, holding up a mobile phone, and still wearing a human suit on his upper body.

However, many small holes appeared on both sides, revealing those intricate compound feet.

It rustles as it rubs against the genuine leather sofa cover.

The purple-skinned worm stood up like a human, its compound eyes reflecting Yuko Ishigami's terrified face.

It climbed up to Yuko Ishigami and said with a smile.

"Ms. Yuko Ishigami, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Upon hearing this sound, Yuko Ishigami's teeth chattered uncontrollably.

That voice belonged to the man she had just spoken to on the phone.

"you"

She desperately tried to command her body to turn and run away, but found it was all in vain.

Unable to move.

Yuko Ishigami could only stand there dumbfounded, staring wide-eyed at the sticky, protruding foot reaching out to her.

"Then I'll begin the evaluation."

The purple-skinned worm chuckled, clearly looking forward to what was about to happen.

The insect slowly coiled around Yuko Ishigami, its compound legs resting on her pale skin, the toes shortening and sharpening, piercing her body like a syringe.

Amidst Yuko Ishigami's heart-wrenching screams, most of her skin and muscles rapidly began to melt, turning into piles of minced flesh that clattered and fell to the ground.

After a while, the purple-skinned worm returned to its place, satisfied, and opened the folder to make notes.

"Hmm, assessment complete. Surprisingly, your resentment is enough to cover the maximum of four people. In addition to the three you selected, we can give you one more as a bonus."

“We have always advocated letting our clients personally experience the thrill of revenge. You will experience that in 24 hours.”

Watching the pile of meat on the ground slowly come together, the purple-skinned worm closed the folder and calmly crawled into the shadows of the ceiling.

"Ms. Yuko Ishigami, we look forward to your performance."

Chapter 53 Who is the real monster?

Arakawa District, Tairao Mountain, Tenji Shrine.

Under the torii gate, Kotaro, still in his Akita dog form, anxiously looked at Shiraki Shun, who had just returned from school.

"Master, how is it?"

"Hmm, let me think about it."

Shiraki Shun withdrew his hand, looked Kotaro up and down, and pondered for a long time.

Seeing Shiraki Shun's expression, Kotaro felt a chill run down his spine.

Regarding the things that those monsters planted in its body, wasn't it said that it could be easily dealt with?

Why does Master Shiraki look so conflicted?

shouldn't

Life is tough for dogs.

It sighed in its heart.

Perhaps, this is the limit for this dog god.

Bu Ye, I've come to find you.

Having grasped these points, Kotaro became more assertive and spoke directly.

"Master, just say it. This dog can handle it."

Ok?

Shiraki Shun looked up in surprise and saw the other person's expression of resignation, realizing there might be some misunderstanding.

He smiled slightly and explained.

"Lord Kotaro, you're overthinking it. Dealing with what's inside your body isn't difficult."

"Huh? Then why is the master so troubled?" Kotaro asked, puzzled.

"That's because there are so many ways to cure it, so I'm wondering which one is the best?"

Shiraki Shun's gaze shifted downwards.

From the perspective of the camera, he could see the tentacles that had burrowed into Kotaro's body, forming a thumb-sized baby sculpture on Kotaro's chest.

It is still absorbing Kotaro's demonic power at this moment.

This is what those monsters used to bind Kotaro.

However, judging from its appearance, this baby sculpture is exactly the same as the Japanese mother and baby that the eight-legged demon showed him that day.

The only difference is the color.

The one the eight-legged demon took out was completely black.

The Japanese mother and baby on Kotaro's chest were half blue and half black, clearly indicating that they were not yet mature.

Seeing this, Shiramu Jun became even more confident.

That day, when he was exorcising the eight-legged demon, he also blasted the Japanese mother and baby in its hands into dust.

Therefore, Shiraki Shun is certain that the Crescent Moon Palm is quite effective in suppressing things like Japanese mothers and infants.

Since the Crescent Moon Palm is quite effective, what about the Ghost God Step?

To be honest, Shiraki Shun really wanted to try it out.

But I'm also worried that another kick might end up smashing Kotaro's head.

After all, there are many uncontrollable factors in the Ghost Step, and Shiramu Jun hasn't had time to make further optimizations yet.

However, during his time at school today, he had already performed a preliminary consecration ceremony for the three Fahais.

The area where the consecration ceremony was held has now extended to the lower half of the body.

After the three Fahais were consecrated, Shiraki Jun believed that the performance of the Ghost God Step should also improve.

Kotaro's expression froze.

"Master, let's make it casual."

Shiraki Shun nodded.

Since that's the case, let's use the Crescent Palm.

While pondering, Shiraki Shun activated his X-ray vision, stretched out his palm, and gently placed it in front of Kotaro, where the baby was floating.

He pressed down with his palm.