Shota is surrounded by monsters!

"..."

Shota glanced at Senjougahara Hitagi, then nodded in sudden realization. So she's a tsundere! She may seem unreasonable on the surface, but she's actually a good person.

Thanks.

Without refusing the other party's kindness, Shota thanked them and accepted the envelope. If he didn't accept it, the other party might think he looked down on her.

"Oh my, you accepted the money so readily?"

Senjougahara saw Shota take the money, then smiled slightly and walked downstairs, saying, "What a shameless monster."

"Oh, right." Senjougahara paused halfway through the walk and added, "I'll be going back to school next week, so please take good care of me then, Kousaka-kun."

"Yes, Senjougahara-kun."

Shota waved and led Mashiro toward his home.

Chapter Fifteen. Honest and Fair Dealing!

"Are you ready? Mashiro."

Image: "切糕" (a type of sweet rice cake), Location: "Images/164541-80025.jpg"

Image: "One cut for 200,000", Location: "Images/164605-67786.jpg"

"Okay, I'm ready."

Wearing a mask and sanitary gloves, Shota said, "This is about whether we can make money or not. I've staked all the money I borrowed from Senjougahara and the money I saved on myself on this. We have to succeed!"

"Mmm. For the juice and milk!"

Mashiro stood behind Shota, gripping his tail tightly with both hands, and nodded.

"Once you notice it hardening, squeeze it hard to wake me up."

"Uh-huh."

Shota gave one last instruction before walking towards the table he had set out with his own belongings.

Walnuts, peanuts, sunflower seeds, dried apricots, raisins, and other items were arranged on the table in order.

grunt.

Shota swallowed hard. The feeling of his tail being squeezed brought him back to his senses quickly. He took a deep breath and turned on a steamer that had been burning.

A slightly sweet aroma wafted out.

Standing behind Shota, Mashiro squeezed Shota's slightly hardened tail with her own hand, but found that Shota was still staring blankly at the glutinous rice in the pot that had turned into a paste. So she pouted and bit the tip of his tail into her mouth.

"Awoo—"

"hiss--"

Shota gasped, his whole body trembling slightly, and said, "I'm fine now, Mashiro, let go."

Mashiro released her mouth, but if anything seemed amiss, she would bite her tail again without hesitation.

"call."

Holding his breath, Shota shut off his sense of smell and used a spoon to vigorously crush the glutinous rice in the pot to make it more chewy. After fiddling with it for a while, he poured some of the sticky glutinous rice onto a rectangular table that had been covered with plastic wrap and surrounded by other items.

Is the next step to compact the soil?

Shota looked at the rectangular container, which was about 50*60CM in size, filled with glutinous rice. He chuckled coldly, picked up a kitchen knife with its handle removed, and slammed it down hard with the side.

"Zhenbai, sprinkle some stuff on it for me."

"Ah."

Mashiro grabbed a handful of walnuts and other items from the corner of the table and sprinkled them evenly over the glutinous rice that Shota had flattened.

Next, Shota opened another pot, which contained pitted red dates. After taking all the cooked red dates out, he spread another layer of red dates on top of the glutinous rice.

Press it flat again with more force!

"crunch-"

After hearing the wooden table groan under the weight, Shota had no choice but to stop and then spread another layer of glutinous rice on top.

Four layers of glutinous rice, three layers of red dates. Interspersed in the middle were many other delicious foods. After it was all flattened, Shota looked at the food, which was about 6 cm tall, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Zhenbai, how much is left?"

"Two more."

Mashiro glanced at the remaining items on the table and answered Shota's question.

"Hmm...I see."

Shota nodded, walked to a corner of the table, crushed two handfuls of walnut kernels and similar things into powder and spread it on the table, saying to Mashiro, "Use these to draw some flowers on it."

"Ah."

Mashiro nodded happily; she was more than willing to do such a thing.

After Mashiro had evenly decorated the cake with flowers, Shota picked up the whole cake-like object and weighed it in his hand, saying, "It's less than two hundred kilograms. So, with my brute force, the density has reached the level of heavy metal?"

Shota stuffed the whole thing into the freezer. After about an hour, it would officially become the strongest...

Cut cake!

"Hehehe." Shota couldn't help but laugh a few times as he thought about his happy life after becoming a rich and handsome man. Then he picked up a sign and wrote on it with a marker: "Fifty yen per ounce, whatever you cut is what you get, no refunds after you cut it, dear."

Two hundred kilograms! That's enough to sell for two hundred thousand yen. The cost was only forty or fifty thousand yen. Huge profits! Huge profits!

"After we pay back Senjougahara's money and then the Nura Clan's 100,000 yen, we'll still have 50,000 or 60,000 yen left." Shota counted on his fingers, saying, "Selling kirigaku once a month will be enough for us! If we sell it ten times... hehehehehe."

It's like countless delicious foods are beckoning to Shota...

"Mwahahaha, mehahahaha..."

Mashiro looked at Shota, who was grinning foolishly, and asked with a puzzled expression, "Will anyone actually buy this?"

"Hmm. I don't know either. By the way, while it's still in the fridge, I'll go out and collect some scraps to make a simple wheelbarrow."

Shota patted Mashiro's head, whistled, and went out to collect scraps.

An hour later, Shota carried nearly 200 kilograms of chilled glutinous rice cake onto the newly assembled, dilapidated wheelbarrow, covered it with plastic wrap, placed a cleaver and electronic scale beside it, and stuck a flag on the cart that read "Authentic and delicious, authentic and delicious glutinous rice cake." He then led Mashiro on their sales journey.

"Hmph hmph hmph~"

Since it was Sunday morning, there were quite a few people coming and going on the street. However, no one had ever seen Shota, the mobile vendor. Most people just glanced at this strange food called "Qiegao" and walked past. No one was willing to be the first to try it.

Feeling Mashiro tug at his clothes, Shota turned to her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"There are so many people..."

"Just bear with it. It'll be over soon."

Pushing a cart down the street will inevitably attract attention. Shota knew that Mashiro didn't like being stared at by too many people, so he quickly found a shady spot at an intersection and stopped, letting Mashiro hide behind him, and then waited for a buyer.

Although there are no city management officers with superhuman fighting power here, there are still many meddlesome police officers, so Shota, intending to keep a low profile as a demon, tries his best not to attract attention.

Soon, the first buyer arrived.

"Want some?"

"Mmm. Brother~"

A cute little girl, about eight years old with two ponytails, was brought over by her mother. She pointed adorably at the cut cake on Shota's car and asked, "How much is this?"

So cute...

Shota paused for a moment, then immediately forced a charming smile and said, "One tael and fifty yen."

"Um……"

The little girl wasn't very familiar with this unit of measurement, so she simply said, "I want this big piece."

She gestured that it was about one-tenth the size of that piece of cut cake.

Shota's heart skipped a beat. A tenth of the size didn't seem like much, but it would actually cost 20,000 yen. Remembering his principle of not taking advantage of the elderly, the weak, the sick, the disabled, pregnant women, or children, he changed his tune and said, "That's too much. This cake is very heavy, and it's very solid inside."

As he spoke, he cut off a small corner, which already weighed a kilogram.

"Oh, it's so heavy."

The little girl sighed, and then her mother calculated that it would cost about a thousand yen. She then took out the money and bought the piece that Shota had cut off, saying to her daughter, "You can't eat it all at once, okay? Eat it slowly at home, alright?"

"Good~"

With a good start, more and more people came to buy the cake. Unfortunately, everyone seemed to have realized that the cake was a heavy thing, and most of them asked for a few ounces to try. Although the business seemed to be doing well, by noon, they had not even sold a third of the cake.

"We have the capital, and even some extra."

Shota took the money from Mashiro and counted it. This kind of cake wasn't particularly delicious; it was okay to try it once in a while, but it wasn't very tasty after a while. Their main sales tactics relied on aggressive sales tactics and creating a sense of novelty. It seemed nobody on this street wanted to buy it…

"Let's try a different location and sell it all in one day. It seems like we can only sell the cut cake in one place once a day..."

"Ah."

Half an hour later, Shota finally arrived at another intersection with his stroller. As soon as he stopped, someone walked over.

"Authentic and delicious Qiegao (a type of sweet rice cake), fifty yen per tael (50 grams), pay as much as you want, fair and square, ladies, would you like... eh..."

Shota was stunned when he saw the person in front of him who wanted to buy cut cake.

It's true what they say, life is full of unexpected encounters.

"You know us?"

The black-haired high school exorcist looked at Shota with a puzzled expression, realizing that he did look somewhat familiar.

"Ah, number 39 was the first to leave yesterday's competitive eating contest."

The middle school student with short hair, an exorcist, said after seeing Shota's face, "I didn't expect to run into you here."

"Yesterday?" Huang Quan hesitated for a moment, noticing that the other person's gaze was slightly evasive. Yesterday, he and Kagura hadn't interacted at all. In fact, it was just that he and Kagura had glanced at him.

"Ah, ah, that's it. Hmm." Shota knew his reaction was a little too strong, so he silently blocked Mashiro's way, then turned his back and took her hand to prevent her from noticing his demonic aura leaking out when he got emotional. At the same time, he quickly came up with a perfunctory reply: "I often see you two after school, so, um, so I have a slight impression of you."

Yomi still didn't quite believe Shota's words, feeling that he was hiding something. On the other hand, Kagura glanced at Shota a few times and noticed that he seemed a little nervous... avoiding Yomi's gaze... plus, she remembered Yomi every day after school...

"My name is Tsuchimiya Kagura, and yours is Kagura."

Thinking of this, Kagura offered her name.

“Shota Kosaka… This is my younger sister, Mashiro. She’s a little shy.”