The supernatural everyday

Pursed his lips….

Yukishita looked at Jingu Makoto and thought about it, but she really couldn’t think of what she had to pay to ask Jingu Makoto to deal with that evil spirit.

If there is anything she has, it is only money and her own cute and foul-looking appearance.

“Can I hire you with money?”

Secretly glancing at Makoto Jingu, Yukinoshita asked tentatively.

“Hey, do you think I’m a person short of money?”

Jingu Makoto raised his eyebrows and said lightly.

“Which…”

“Yukishita Yukinoshita, I’m very interested in you!”

Makoto Jingu’s speech made Yukinoshita stunned, but before Yukinoshita could react, Fumino Furuhashi on the side had already jumped.

“No, no! Chengjun, how can you take the opportunity to blackmail your classmates under the snow, this is so wrong, don’t go down the road of crime, Chengjun! ”

Facing Fumino Furuhashi, who was waving his arm and wanted to stop him from going on the criminal reason, Jingu Makoto tilted his head and said in a very puzzled tone.

“Wen Nai, what are you talking about, Yukinoshita-san’s grades in the housekeeping subject are super good, I want her to take care of me as a maid!” And my mysterious research room has too many miscellaneous things, I don’t want to clean up at all, what are you thinking? Why do I say I sinned? ”

“Haha… That’s how it is!! ”

Facing the doubtful eyes of Shinomiya Makoto, Furuhashi Fumino laughed a few times, his beautiful eyes turned in circles, and he looked like he wanted to change the topic.

I thought you were going to do something like this to Yukinoshita-san, after all, Yukinoshita-san is super beautiful, how can you say this thought.

Furuhashi Fumino roared in his heart.

Then Fumino Furuhashi’s gaze fell on the slashing knife on Makoto Jingu’s waist, and his eyes lit up, finding an opportunity to change the topic.

“That’s right! Makoto-kun, the katana on your waist turned out to be real, and you actually came to school with a real sword! ”

At this time, Yukino on the side also breathed a sigh of relief, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, if she could, she really didn’t want Jingu Makoto to be the kind of person who threatened her and coveted her beauty.

Perhaps because he saved her, Yukinoshita Yukino, who closed her heart, had an expectation of Jingu Makoto that she herself did not understand.

If I were a maid, I could do it.

Yukishita confidently thought that although as the second young lady of the Yukinoshita family, she had not taken care of people, but unlike those squeamish ladies who did not stick to spring water, Yukinoshita was quite good at taking care of people.

For example, for a certain cooking idiot Miss Dango who she doesn’t know yet, she is taken care of like her daughter under the snow.

“I’ve always carried this knife, and I haven’t seen what the Wind Discipline Committee members say, what’s wrong!”

Jingu Makoto raised the slashing knife on his waist and said with some puzzlement.

That’s because you used to bring all kinds of strange mysterious props into school, and because you are the first old, neither the teachers nor the wind discipline committee members want to care about you.

Furuhashi Wennai complained in his heart.

“No, no, real katanas are controlled knives! The school is definitely not allowed to bring it. ”

Furuhashi Wennai said speechlessly.

“This is no ordinary knife!”

Touching the chopping knife on his waist, Makoto Jingu was obviously very dissatisfied with Furuhashi Bunnai calling it a controlled knife, how could the weapon of death be called such a vulgar title as a controlled knife.

“This is the weapon of death, the slashing knife, please don’t put her in the category of controlled knives, because she is part of my soul.”

“She? Weapons of death. ”

In Japanese, his pronunciation is different from her, but Makoto Jingu, who makes Fumino Furuhashi care more, says that this slashing knife is a weapon of death, and it is a derivative of his soul, so to speak….

“Makoto-san, are you the Grim Reaper?”

Furuhashi Fumino asked in surprise.

“For now, count it in…”

Jingu Makoto achieved this after evaluating himself, after all, in his meaning, he did not even grasp the beginning of the solution what kind of death it was.

(——Countless cannon fodder reapertures in the corpse soul world who have not mastered the original solution: “What are we”

Makoto Jingu: Cannon fodder? ）

Well, cannon fodder is not considered death.

That is, it can be counted later?

Fumino Furuhashi was frightened by Makoto Jingu’s answer, she died later, if she said that she was Makoto Jingu’s friend, would she enjoy VIP treatment.

Will the Shinigami of Forgetting River have a better attitude towards her, and can she cast a good tire in the future.

In an instant, Furuhashi Wennai was worthy of the name of a genius literary girl, and just now she had staged a 50,000-word trip to the underworld in her mind.

Although the Shinigami Shinigami of Jingu Makotosho is very different from the Shinigami she thinks.

After glancing at Furuhashi Fumino who was wandering in confusion, Makoto Jingu’s gaze turned to the body under the snow.

“Yukoshita, do you know who the person who wanted to harm you with Sadako’s video was?”

Although I don’t understand why Jingu Makoto asked this.

Yukinoshita Yukino still thought about it seriously and said:

“I don’t know who did that, but I do know that slut has been secretly spreading rumors about me lately!”

“Hmm…”

Nodding, Makoto Jingu didn’t say anything more.