foreigner's journey

Today's weather is not good, foggy.

"If you cut down a tree, you can earn [-] yen a month."

The old and oversized sneakers stepped on the dead branches on the forest road, making a clicking sound.

"A kidney that was sold two months ago was about [-] million yen."

The scrawny body was wrapped in the faded old coat, which shivered slightly in the morning coolness.

"Right eyeball, three hundred thousand."

I observed the road conditions on both sides of the road with my left eye, and then walked across the road unhurriedly.

"Oh, I also sold a ball, how much did it cost? It's less than a hundred thousand, it's not worth much after all.

In this case, there is still a debt owed..."

Looking through the passbook, the latest line of numbers is clearly written on the transaction information.

I owe [-] million yen.

The blond boy wearing a one-eye patch put away the passbook, and the only remaining left eye was full of aimless confusion.

"Woof!" The barking of the little milk dog sounded at the feet of the blond boy. It was a cute creature covered in short orange fur. Its chubby body was supported by four short legs, and its tail was a chainsaw pull ring. Between the two big eyes is a half chainsaw blade.

Awakened by the barking of the orange puppy, the blond boy showed the smile that children of this age group should have:

"I know La Pochita, let's get rid of it neatly!"

Get rid of a demon and earn [-] yen!
Sure enough, being a demon hunter is the most profitable.

The blond boy named Denji held the orange puppy Pochita like a chainsaw, and carefully approached the wall against the wall.

On the other side of the wall, there is a strange creature slowly crawling.

This is a monster with a body shaped like a stage tomato. The surface of the tomato body is covered with eyeballs and a large vertical mouth, and the lower body is eight human legs.

Tomato Devil, as the name suggests.

Devil, when did this thing come out?I don't know the time of the call, and I have no interest in understanding it. Who told him that he didn't study at all.

Strictly speaking, Denji is a demon hunter, as the name suggests, a hunter who specializes in hunting demons for a living.

As an ordinary person, especially a child who has lost a kidney and suffers from long-term malnutrition, he is naturally powerless to deal with demons.But there is no fear or shrinking emotion in the electric time, for two reasons.

First, Denji was hired by gangsters to kill demons, with a fixed income of 3804 yen per demon.Yes, his debt of [-] million yen was owed by his dead father to the gangsters, and the father's debt was paid by the son.If you don't pay the money every month or don't listen to the gangsters, Dianci will end up being dismembered and sold to black doctors. Hunting demons is the only 'job' that Dianci can do without reading books.

Second, Dianci is not alone.Pochita, the orange puppy in his hand that is buzzing like a real chainsaw, is also a demon, although it doesn't look very powerful.

A demon that absorbs the fear of humans and grows stronger.The more people are afraid of things, the more difficult it is for the demons to deal with.

Fortunately, there should be very few things like being afraid of [Tomato], right?Except for those tomato-averse.

Strange, why would anyone hate tomatoes?If you let yourself choose, eating all you can with tomatoes is definitely an attractive option that is hard to refuse.

By the way, does Pochita hate tomatoes?I don't know, after all, Pochita has only eaten dry bread with him all this time, and he has never even tasted jam.Do you want to spend one hundred yen to buy a tomato?Hmm...how much are the tomatoes at the convenience store?

Pulling out the chainsaw covered in tomato juice and blood from the wound, Dianci hugged Pochita and stood on the shriveled tomato demon, and said to the old man walking slowly: "It will regenerate from the seed, please Just burn it."

"Nice job, Dian."

The white-bearded old man wearing an old-fashioned windbreaker and a gentleman's hat said unhurriedly:
"This guy's body is quite valuable in the black market, and I will pay you 40 yuan."

"Thank you very much!" Denji was so excited that the honorific words came out.

"Then, after deducting the arrears and interest, it is 17."

The smile narrowed a little.

"Remove the agency fee, transaction fee, management adjustment fee, and other expenses..."

Opening the thin envelope, there are seven Fukuzawa Yukichi with sad faces inside.

"The remaining [-]..."

Walking wearily on the street, Takumi held the envelope tightly.

In the [-] yuan, you have to pay the water bill first, otherwise, when you are too hungry to sleep in the middle of the night, you will not even be able to drink enough water from the tap.

Then I paid off the debts owed by other places... It's incredible, it became only 1800 yen in one fell swoop.

There is no food at home, so I can only live on this money this month.

"Porchita, there is only one piece of bread for today's meal?"

"Wang!"

Watching Dianci's figure gradually go away, the gangster sitting in the driver's seat of a car by the side of the road exhaled smoke from his mouth: "Boss, why did you hire that kid as a demon hunter?"

"Of course it is to make him pay back the money he owes us."

The old man in the windbreaker and gentleman hat replied in a cold voice:
"To be precise, it's the money owed by his stinky father who died without authorization."

"It's so weird that the person who raises demons is pretending to be a demon hunter." The little gangster turned his head and poked his head out of the car window, looking at the orange puppy following Dianci.

"A serious demon hunter will not sell the corpse of a demon to us gangsters. And the advantage of Dianci is that he will not resist,"

The corner of the old man's mouth slowly curled up:

"it's time."

On a rainy night, in an abandoned cabin in the wilderness, Denji was sharing today's only meal, a piece of bread, with Pochita.

"I heard a while ago that slices of bread are only eaten with jam. Alas, we will never be able to live such an ordinary life for the rest of our lives. I guess we will have to pay off the debts until we die."

Seeing that Pochita took two bites on the bread slice, Dianci picked up the bread slice and took a bite himself, chewing while saying to Pochita:
"I can't find a girlfriend until I die, right? I really want to have sex with a woman before I die..."

Looking at the pattering raindrops outside the window for the first time, when did this hopeless life start?
My mother died of a heart attack and vomited blood a long, long time ago. Later, the father who couldn't remember his face hanged himself after failing to pay back the money owed to the gangster, leaving him alone to face the gangster's debt.

At the simple funeral attended by myself alone, the gangsters came, and the old man in the windbreaker and gentleman hat who seemed to never change his clothes made him have to pay the [-] yuan for this month to repay the next day, or he would sell himself to pieces Lose.

When he was desperate, Denji met Pochita in front of his father's grave.

By then, Borchita was dying, with two bleeding gunshot wounds.

Perhaps out of sympathy, or perhaps in order to fight against the hopeless dark future, Denji took the initiative to extend his arm to Pochita to make him suck blood.

"Bite! The devil can recover from his injuries as long as he drinks blood, right? But my blood is not for free, it's a contract!"

Denji ignored the pain in his arm and looked at Pochita who was biting his arm fiercely:
"I helped you, and you have to help me!"

In this way, when the gangsters came to collect the money the next day, instead of handing over 70 yen, he gave them a pool of demon corpses.Dianci remembered clearly that it was the Bubblegum Demon, the first demon he and Pochita killed together.

Just like that, I became a demon hunter hired by gangsters... Pfft!
Dianci suddenly covered his mouth and coughed loudly, blood trickling down his fingers.

My mother died of a heart attack and vomiting blood, and now even I...

Borchita circled around in worry, barking.

Denji put down his bloody palm and smiled wryly: "Remember our agreement with Pochita? If I die, you will occupy my body. Aren't some demons able to occupy human corpses and become demons? When the time comes you Just stay away from here, live an ordinary life instead of me, and realize my dream."

"Wang!"

"I also vomited blood and ate bread... It's decided, tonight's dream will start from Pochita, we will eat bread with four kinds of jams, and we will be full. Then we will date girls , Kiss, play video games together, and finally we hug and sleep together."

There was still blood on Dianci's face, but he looked out of the window full of longing, and then hugged Pochita: "You also think this dream is very good?"

"Wang!"

Boom boom boom!
The voice of the old man in the gentleman hat came from outside the dilapidated wooden door: "This time, the devil has appeared, it's time to work."

Denji leaned back against the dilapidated wall weakly, and sighed.

At least... let me have a dream.