Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

"The person I was waiting for has arrived." Furutegawa Kamimi looked away and reminded Sachiko Amamiya.

"Then I'll get you the menu!" Sachiko Amamiya got up and walked away.

"Yo, it's been a long time!" Qian Zihezhen, who had entered the store, strode over and sat directly opposite him.

The eldest grandson of the Qianzi family was as good-looking as ever. Although he could not be said to be handsome, he was very clean.

Not only is the person, but the temperament is also very clean.

"It's really been a long time..." Furutegawa Kamian also said politely, but the two of them hadn't seen each other for a little over a week.

Qianzi Kazuma took a look at the coffee shop, with a look of interest in his eyes: "The restaurant in the coffee shop? It sounds interesting. How about it? Do you have any recommended dishes?"

"The food here tastes good, and there is a special recommended dish every day. Today's dish is salt-grilled tuna." Furutegawa Shinmi said, and turned his head to look at the clear sky of Mikazuki who came over there with ice water.

"Welcome..." Sanriyue Qingkong said politely, and put the ice water in front of Qianzi and Zhen.

Qian Zihezhen replied thank you, pondering: "Salt grilled tuna? Then order some first and taste the taste."

Seeing this, Furute Chuan Shen hummed, and said to Sankaiyue: "First, ten plates of salt-grilled tuna will be ready."

"Okay." Sanriyue Qingkong said softly, and quickly walked to the back kitchen with an empty plate.

Qian Zihe, who was sitting opposite, was a little confused: "Can't you eat that much?"

"Can't you eat a plate? Did you come here after eating?"

Qianzi Kazuma: "..."

He thought for a while, shook his head, stopped asking this question, took a sip of ice water, and said to Furutekawa: "This time I came here mainly for a little business."

Kotegawa Kamijian sat up straight and listened: "Please tell me."

"It's like this..." Qianzi Kazuma explained: "The sister of one of my classmates entrusted me with a job, and I want to ask you if you are interested."

"Job?" Seeing that his eyes lit up, Kamito Furukawa asked expectantly, "What job? Is there a new [Wild Samurai] to be eliminated?"

Qian Zihezhen choked for a moment, shook his head and smiled wryly: "How can there be so many [wild warriors]? Can't we make it through?"

He took another sip of water: "The content of the job is to compete with a high school student, as long as he defeats the opponent, there is no limit to weapons and fists."

"Are you competing?" Kamito Furudegawa continued to listen without making a sound.

"If you win, you can get a reward of 50 yen... Although it is a bit small, it is still a very simple job." Chiko Kazuma said patiently.

He didn't think Furutegawa Kamimi would lose.

On the contrary, I really feel that the reward of 50 yuan is too little.

"50?" Furutegawa Shinmi nodded slightly and asked, "What is the opponent's strength? What is he good at?"

"This..." Qian Zihezhen was stunned, and said awkwardly: "Sorry, I forgot to ask... How about it, when you are free, I will take you to meet the sister of my classmate."

Kotegawa Kamian hesitated for a moment: "Are you in a hurry? If you are in a hurry, how about tomorrow at noon?"

Qian Zihe really thought about it, then shook his head and said, "I probably won't be able to do it at noon tomorrow, she was injured a little bit, and now she has a very violent temper... Anyway, I'm not in a hurry, let's wait until her anger subsides, are you free on the weekend?"

"Not on weekends, I have other jobs."

"That's it... Then I'll ask you later, and I'll find you at school sometime at noon and meet you briefly."

"it is good!"

Chapter 75 Simple folk customs in Tokyo ([-])

Tonight's night is dim, and the stars in the high sky seem to be collectively dressed in 焦's pole starling粢粝frame?/p>

In the North District, in a kendo gym house built in a remote place, there is a large warehouse, and a small house is built in the warehouse.

There was a long dining table in the small house, and two rows of candles were burning silently above it. The bright yellow light came out from the window and shone on the walls of the surrounding warehouses.

About seven people sat around the dining table.

All of them were wearing black windbreakers, holding hands in front of their chests, lowering their eyebrows and eyes, hiding their faces under masks.

The person sitting on the main seat had a huge gruesome portrait on the wall behind him. He raised his head, looked at the vacant seat, and said hoarsely, "Why are there so many people missing on today's Holy Communion?"

The others looked at each other and shook their heads silently.

A sharp voice suddenly sounded from the portrait behind him: "Report to the president, Wulang disappeared last Saturday! Erlang, Saburo, and Shiro went out to look for him, but he also disappeared!"

"Parina! Get off the portrait of Lord Cthulhu!"

"Yes!" In the sharp voice, a bird flapped its wings and flew to the dining table, with some mural paint still stained on its claws.

Everyone looked at it coldly.

But this bird is not afraid at all, its big eyes are full of agility, it holds its head high, walks on its legs, walks gracefully, drags its long tail feathers, all the way to the end of the dining table, and He flapped his wings and jumped down.

Only a few bird feathers were left falling slowly on the dining table.

The man called the president's face was cloudy and uncertain under the candlelight.

But it could be seen that he was very angry.

Whether it's the paint on the tablecloth or the bird feathers on a table.

……

At 08:30 in the evening, at the entrance of the coffee shop on Yumi Street, Furutekawa Shinmi waved his hand and watched Chiko and Makoto drive away.

After the car disappeared from sight, he turned around and went back to the store, picked up his things, and said to San Ri Yue Qing Kong who was quietly waiting for him, "I've been waiting for a long time, let's go?"

Sanriyue Qingkong nodded silently, turned around and bowed to the manager of the big white cat, and went out together.

On the way back, she glanced at the long wooden box held by Furutegawa Kamimi, and asked curiously, "Is this a gift you received?"

"This one?" Furutegawa Kamimi opened the box, looked at the sheathed sword inside and shook his head: "No, I bought it."

A few days ago, Qian Zishou wanted to give him this sword, but he refused directly because he didn't take it for nothing.

Then Qian Zishou threw the sword to Qian Zihezhen.

And Qianzi Hezhen didn't know what to do with the sword, so he could only keep it in the trunk of the car.

They had dinner together just now, when they talked about this matter, Qian Zi and Zhen raised their mouths.

So Kamito Furudegawa bought it at a friendly price.

There are eight jobs to do this Saturday, and the sword I bought from Youjia may not last.

So he just needs it.

Miriyue lowered her head and thought for a while, then raised her head and said, "Furutegawa, what exactly do you do?"

Guate Chuan was taken aback, looked at her big pure eyes, and said with a smile: "If you are willing to keep a secret, it's not that I can't tell you."

"What do you mean?"

"That is to say, no one can tell, including Youjia, Xiaoniaoyou, and Mr. Glasses."

"Then why can't you tell them?"

"Because, my uncle in the family is good friends with Jun Youjia's father, and the job I'm doing now has a reason why I have to hide it from my uncle, so I can't let Jun Youjia know about it."

Kotegawa Shinmi walked lazily: "So, if Sankayue doesn't have the confidence to keep the secret, let's stop this matter, as long as you know that what I did is not a bad thing."

Sanriyue was silent for a while, stopped, and stretched out her white and tender left little finger: "No, I can keep the secret...we can pull the hook first."

Furude Chuan blinked and said emotionally, "That's the one, the hook hugging the hook that can't be changed for 100 years?"

Sanriyue Qingkong was stunned for a moment, her cheeks flushed, she lifted her foot hard, and stepped on the floor: "What hug? A liar wants to swallow it! Thousands! Needles!"

"Swallowing needles?" Seeing that Gudong swallowed, Gu Techuan suggested, "Then why don't we hug each other instead? Swallowing needles is too scary."

Sanriyue Qingkong was speechless, and walked forward, ignoring him.

"Actually, I was joking."

Seeing that Furutekawa caught up with him in a few steps, he stretched out his right little finger.

Sanriyue Qingkong arched his nose and raised his left hand.

With two fingers hooked together, Sanriyue Qingkong recited the terrifying oath very seriously.

"Those who break their oaths will have their fingers cut off and will be punched ten thousand times, and those who lie will be swallowed by a thousand needles..."

Looking at the girl's earnest and pious expression, Kamito Furudegawa was in a trance and had the illusion that "if you tell a lie, you will really be fed a needle".

"Okay, you can tell me now." Sanriyue Qingkong finished reading the oath, looked at him expectantly and nervously.

Furutekawa Shinmi nodded and waved to her.

Sanriyue Qingkong hesitated for a moment, raised her hand to brush aside her hair, revealing her crystal white and tender ears, and leaned over.

Furutegawa Shinmi also approached, sniffing the faint fragrance of the girl, while whispering: "I am a bounty hunter."

The fiery exhalation hit Sanriyue's cheeks, earlobes, and neck, and it didn't take long for a pink to float up.

so itchy...

She turned her head sideways, raised her hand to scratch, her big eyes were shocked, but relieved at the same time.

It turned out to be a bounty hunter... I should have thought of it a long time ago.

Furutegawa Shinmi had been observing her reaction, and asked, "Are you scared?"

In fact, the reputation of bounty hunters is not very good.

Roughly, it can be equated with "Desperado".

Because what you earn is life-threatening money.

Sanriyue Qingkong shook her head and said in a low voice, "No, I think it's very powerful."

Furutekawa cocked his mouth, thought for a while, and stretched out his little finger of his right hand again: "Okay, now Sankayue already knows my secret! Then am I also qualified to know one of Sankayue's secrets?"

Sanriyue Qingkong was taken aback for a moment, and said hesitantly, "Surroundings are not allowed, and sexual issues are not allowed!"

Kotegawa Kamimi: "..."

He said helplessly: "Look at what you said, who do you think I am?"

Sanriyue Qingkong tightened her neckline, just now she wanted to hug her differently.