I'm in Tokyo. I'm in the back of Senior Scroll 203, and I'll protect him. Because I had to go into the mountains to do ascetic cultivation and perform dangerous tasks, Yamada Kengo disappeared for almost two months. During this period, I only occasionally communicated with Sousuke Araki through LINE. contact.

Therefore, Sousuke Araki only knew that he joined a secret department of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department in order to wash his reputation.

"So, when you broke into the girls' dormitory at the time, you were actually assisting the police in investigating a certain incident... The records in the police station and the school's demerits have all been written off by the Metropolitan Police Department? You kid won't be in the past two months. Sell ​​yourself to a muscle bar to raise money and use it to bribe high-level police officers?"

Inside Yoshino's house, there were bowls of rice bowls in the shape of red Pokeballs stacked in front of them, and they chatted while eating.

This is the "Poke Sheng" package linked by Yoshinoya and "Ghost Pokémon". Not only does it use a special bowl, there will be random ghost patterns on the bottom of the bowl after eating, but it can also draw a mini ghost doll.

"Damn, it's dumb again!"

Sosuke Araki opened the mini-doll in one of the silver packaging bags, showing a disappointed expression.

"Hey, Dumb beast?! I want a fire-breathing dragon... It's not like the nonsense my seniors said! Look, because of my outstanding performance, I have been awarded by the Metropolitan Police Department..."

Yamada Kengo just wanted to show off his "Chapter 9 Certificate", when he was halfway through speaking, he suddenly remembered the "Public Secrecy Regulations" and immediately stopped.

"...In short, when this task is completed recently, I can return to the Kendo club and continue the legend of the dark horse of Shijing. Please rest assured, senior."

Speaking of which, his expression became a little lower.

Although the Metropolitan Police Department eliminated the school's demerit records and police records, allowing him to return to campus life, the name of "Underwear Thief Self-Walking Exhibitionist" seems to have become famous and irreversible.

When I think of the campus that I want to return to, I feel a little strange and timid.

"Waiter, thank you for another ten bowls... I still can't believe I can't get Guzilla today."

Turning his head to look at Sousuke Araki, who had a gamble on his head and added some beef rice, Kengo Yamada's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit of emotion in his heart.

After going through so many things, the two met again after a long absence, and Araki-senpai seemed to be still the same.

But the world in his eyes has undergone earth-shaking changes, and he can never go back.

Destiny is such a wonderful thing.

At the beginning, it was Araki-senpai who "believed in science" who saved his two lives by asking for a talisman from the shrine.

Only by myself did I have the opportunity to meet my teacher, and by mistake, I became a spirit remover, and I saw the real appearance of the world.

A large number of "spirits" and spirit removers actually exist beside him.

Even the little bird sorceress that Araki-senpai introduced to him, and the host of Kobo, whom the two met by chance in front of the station, are actually powerful slayers.

Thinking back on that day now, Araki-senpai should also be an ordinary person with "weak inspiration".

Although my predecessors have always made myself believe in science, in the end I found out that this is a rather unscientific world...

It doesn't matter, Araki-senpai doesn't need to know anything.

Rather than face the cruelty of this world, it is better to live carefree like this.

Senior's rear, let me guard!

Thinking so, Yamada Kengo, who was moved to tears by his boy's friendship and heroic feelings, decided not to say anything.

"Wow! I finally got a set. I ate fifteen bowls without wasting my time."

Sousuke Araki, who was sitting next door, did not feel the mental journey of his companions at all, and was proudly admiring the row of dolls in front of him.

"Ah, by the way, senior, I asked for a few talismans for you. It is said that... it is very effective for the luck of peach blossoms!"

Kengo Yamada took out a stack of talisman paper and stuffed it into Sosuke Araki, thinking of a reason why the other party would definitely accept it.

These are the works that he draws himself on weekdays and is quite satisfactory.

If the senior is carrying it, ordinary resentful spirits can't get close.

"Oh? Peach Blossom Luck, it sounds good, just happened to encounter a rotten peach blossom recently... Look, a friend even gave me this..."

Kengo Yamada's eyes were immediately attracted by the object that exuded powerful spiritual power in the hands of the senior.

This is a pink imperial guard bag hanging on a keychain, with the words "Cut off bad relationships" written on it.

"Okay... such a powerful guardian..."

Judging from the amount of spiritual power emanating from this, the creator should have spent a lifetime of spiritual power, earnestly and urgently wanting to "cut off bad karma" for someone.

Compared with this well-made Yushuichi, Yamada Kengo's talisman paper with the words "Evil Spirits Disperse" is just like the inferior goods from roadside stalls.

Was it a gift from the little bird shrine maiden at Akisei Shrine...

Looking at the mark composed of three tadpoles printed on the back of the Goshou bag, Kengo Yamada thought to himself.

"I've accepted my heart, but I can't afford to pay for the incense."

Sousuke Araki took a mouthful of rice from the bottom of the bowl and said inarticulately.

"No, no, I have already paid the incense money for the senior."

Hearing what the other party said, Sousuke Araki quickly took the stack of triangular runes and stuffed them into his trouser pocket.

The things that pray for the luck of the peach blossoms are naturally the more the better.

"By the way, is your senior's work going well recently?"

"Hey, although food delivery is still free and the salary is decent, but you have to find a stable, decent and serious job early... Otherwise, where will the Peach Blossom Games come..."

Sosuke Araki remembered the painful experience of Ryoma ruthlessly abandoned by Ryoma with his "professional advantage" in KTV last time.

He took out his phone and glanced at the time.

"By the way, my car is still being repaired by the side. Let's go over and sit down and talk."

In the horrified eyes of the waiter, they left Yoshino's house with a stack of "Poké Ball Bowls" high, and left Yoshino's house with a bunch of "Ghost Pokémon" dolls, and the two came to a small motorcycle shop not far away.

"Hello, Araki-san!!!! There's still a while, please sit next to me first!"

Inside the store~lightnovelpub.net~ A man who was busy in front of the locomotive saw him come in, and he immediately bowed loudly and forcefully with a strong Fukuoka accent and greeted him 90 degrees.

Immediately and respectfully, Sosuke Araki lit a cigarette.

"Hey, thank you, Gong Xing... I'm just here to repair a car. I don't need to do the same thing as your Fukuoka gang."

This person is the current leader of the Phoenix Rampage Group, Ichimoto Miyako, who became the "Deputy Demon King Bar" and hanged the "Gong Gao Dragon Group" on the Senju Bridge with Sosuke Araki.

At the same time, he is also the owner of this small locomotive shop. He provides quite professional locomotive maintenance, modification, decking, grinding off engine numbers, dismantling and reloading stolen vehicles, etc., relying on the connections of the Phoenix Runaways, the business is not bad. booming.

"Yo Xi, I'll ask you for the devil to spray this child... After all, it's an important partner I depend on for a living now!"

Sousuke Araki stepped forward and stroked the "Ghost Jet" sympathetically, and showed off this rare custom heavy locomotive to Kengo Yamada.

Recently, he has been struggling to find a job one after another, which made him cherish the job of leaving the front office even more.

So today, I specially spent money privately to make a full-body SPA essential oil maintenance for "Ghost Jet" plus this package, truly incarnate "Ghost" and "spray" the discarded motor oil.

In fact, it was because his forbidden riding position was too exhausting, so he had no face to ask the manager of Mitsui for reimbursement.

Walking into the rest area of ​​the store, several tall men with stubborn faces, who were breathing clouds, immediately glanced at the two of them with fierce eyes.

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