foreigner's journey

Chapter 751
At night, the streets of Shinjuku are brightly lit and lively.

As the time approached 8:[-] p.m., the izakaya [Shimata] was full of people, and the noise was mixed with the crisp sound of draft beer mugs colliding together, making the aroma of food and the taste of wine more intense.

"Cheers~~!"

Several full draft beer mugs collided, and some frothy beer was spilled.

In front of the long table in the corner of the izakaya, there were nine members of the special class of monsters sitting, because today is a rare dinner time for the special class.

"It's delicious, I haven't had it for half a year." The handsome young man with pigtails calmly put down his half-missing draft beer mug, and said to Mr. Fu next to him.

Mr. Fu smiled and picked up a piece of fried pork cutlet: "I just drink a little at home. Didn't you take Qiu Jun out for a drink in half a year, Ji Ye?"

The beautiful black-haired beauty with a one-eyed mask sitting across from her was blushing, she didn't know whether she was shy or she had drunk too much: "Oh, Qiu Jun is too serious, on weekdays, there is no chance to take him out to play. Well!"

"Senior Himeno, it's because you were too lazy to sort out the report and threw it all to me, so I didn't have time to go out for dinner, right?" Hayakawa said helplessly.

"Wow! These fried pork cutlets belong to my uncle!" The girl with long pink hair and two red horns on her head clasped the plate of fried pork cutlets with both hands and declared ownership loudly.

Himeno smiled and raised his wine glass: "Little Pava, sashimi is also delicious."

He didn't intend to stop it at all, instead he looked like he was watching a play.

Upon hearing this, Pava immediately put the sashimi into his arms: "The sashimi belongs to me too!"

"Hey! Bring back the sashimi!" Takayama Ryuya, a burly and tall man with an inch head, shouted.

The black-haired man with glasses, Madoka Yamazaki, who was flipping through the menu, raised his head and tried to excuse Pava: "Pava is a blood demon, so it's normal to like sashimi."

Hayakawa shook his head: "Mr. Yuan, there is no need to explain for Pava, this guy has this kind of virtue. Miss Truth, where is the devil over there?"

Mari Kitajo, a short-haired intellectual beauty whose hair is dyed from top to bottom in a gradient from gold to black, said with a soft smile:
"The devil on my side didn't dare to come because of stage fright. It's not as lively as Pava. That's great. It's rare to see a devil with such high rationality... Ah, Xiao Xiaohong, Xiao Xiaohong, here, here."

She raised her hand to greet a girl who had just walked in.

This girl is not tall and thin and small, with a timid look on her face.She hurried over and kept bowing: "That... I'm sorry... I'm lost..."

Hayakawa Qiu whispered to Mr. Fu: "Mr. Fu hasn't met Xiaohong yet, right? Her name is Dongshan Xiaohong. Like Arai-kun, she is a newcomer who joined the fourth class a while ago."

Mr. Fu glanced at the tall young man Hiroichi Arai who was eating vegetables, "...Is it because of the Tiger Demon incident a while ago?"

"Well, there were heavy casualties in Section [-] that time. Marumi and Takei couldn't even recover the corpses. Mr. Hayato, the oldest senior, also died. Kirina survived but lost his right hand and right leg. Ryosuke completely lost his fighting spirit. A week ago, Ms. Machima handed in the resignation of Kirina and Ryosuke."

Akira Hayakawa nodded slightly, his originally indifferent face became more and more calm:
"Pava, Xiaohong, and Arai are all newly recruited, but Ms. Mazima still feels that there is not enough manpower. I heard that Ms. Mazima went to Mr. Quick Zhan to ask for someone, and was rejected?"

"Has the news reached you? Ms. Makima from your family heard that Mr. Quick Zhan personally recruited a newcomer, so she went to ask for it, but Mr. Quick Zhan didn't let him go. Here, it's him."

Mr. Fu raised his chin towards the opposite side of the table, and Hayakawa looked in the direction.

I saw that Dianci was secretly hiding a plate of fried dumplings behind his back, looking like he was going to enjoy it like a Pawa.

Hayakawa Qiu glanced at Denji's heel, turned to Mr. Fu and asked, "A demon? Or a human? It can't be a demon, right?"

"It's nothing, so Mr. Quick Zhan is very interested. It seems that he wants to train him. Now I will take this kid." Mr. Fu picked up his glass and took a sip.

"To be seen by Mr. Quick Slash...is it very powerful?"

"Totally useless, I was knocked out by the crab demon's pincers. Waiter, please have another draft beer."

On the other side, Xiao Hong picked up a plate and picked up a chopstick Yuziyaki and put it into her mouth, blushing with happiness on her face: "It's the first time I've eaten such a delicious food..."

The handsome young man with glasses, Madoka Yamazaki, who was sitting in the corner and had been looking at the menu, finally put down the menu: "Waiter, three servings of glutinous rice balls and three servings of chocolate parfait."

"Most of Xiaohong's salary is used to supplement the family, right? Eat more." The intellectual beauty Beicheng Zhenzhen helped Xiaohong order a draft beer.

At this time, Pava also held the plate of Tamagoyaki in his arms: "Don't take it, thief! Tamagoyaki is also my uncle's!"

"Pava, shut up! Return all the plates!" Hayakawa was so angry that his forehead hurt.

"Eat more while you're young, and enjoy it!" Gao Shan, a brawny man with an inch-length head, patted Dianci on the shoulder boldly.

Dianci also picked up the menu and buried himself in the reading: "Ah! Damn it! Few Chinese characters can be read!"

Gao Shan grabbed Dianci's neck: "Then let it go first! This time is a welcome party for newcomers, and the newcomers have to stand up and introduce themselves! Name age contract demons are all here!"

Hayakawa Akira's calm voice sounded: "No. Don't tell the devil of the contract in public, and you can only show your cards to trusted people."

"You are still as stubborn as ever, Hayakawa." Gao Shanlong looked at Hayakawa Qiu with a displeased face.

Ji Ye, who was a little drunk, tried to smooth things over: "Oh, it's okay, it's okay, everyone here is my own, it's okay. Server~~~! A draft beer, and edamame!"

"Ah, another pint of draft beer. I want to listen to interest. Through interest, I can get to know a person a little bit." The intellectual beauty Beicheng Mari said with a smile: "Who will come first?"

Denji, who had been planning to perform in front of the beauties, couldn't wait to raise his hand: "My name is Denji! I should be 16 years old, and my hobbies are eating and sleeping!"

"16 years old!?"

"Amazing, so young!"

"Huh? 16?"

Everyone was suddenly surprised.

Himeno quickly looked at Denji's draft beer mug: "You didn't drink the bar!?"

"Hey, oolong tea." Denji raised his cup with a smile.

At this time, Arai Hiroichi, who had been eating vegetables with his head down, stood up suddenly and kept at attention, and said loudly with his face flushed from nervousness:
"I, my name is Hiroichi Arai! I am 22 years old this year! The devil of the contract is a fox! My hobby is haiku!"

"Oh, it's the same as the devil in the Qiujun contract." Beicheng Zhenli smiled and peeled off a edamame and threw it into his mouth.

"It's a pity, the fox only lets the handsome guy use the head, and the Arai contract is the tail, right?" Ji Ye said with a smirk: "Xiao Xiaohong, it's your turn~"

"My name is Dongshan Xiaohong, 20 years old. The devil of the contract is... a secret. The hobby is... eating delicious food." Dongshan Xiaohong stood up nervously, clutching the skirt in front of her with both hands and twisting.

"The clothes are so cute." Mari Kitajo smiled gently, and the man with glasses sitting opposite her nodded, "Indeed."

"The clothes are worn out by my sister." Xiao Xiaohong was shy and nervous.

"Xiao Xiaohong is the Nine Sisters, isn't she amazing? Don't bully her, Arai-kun." Kitajo Mari looked at Arai Hiroichi.

Arai immediately bowed slightly: "Absolutely not!"

"Gao Shan, why didn't your newcomer come?" Hayakawa asked.

"Unfortunately, I died on the first day of my employment yesterday." Gao Shanlong also shrugged.

Hearing this, Hime began to chant sutras drunkenly: "Namo Amitabha! Lotus flower... lotus clam... sutra?"

"Senior, you are already drunk." Hayakawa reminded calmly.

The two newcomers, Xiaohong and Arai, fell into silence.

Arai, who was sweating coldly on his forehead, asked with difficulty: "Is it that easy to die?"

"Because there is a troublesome demon among the people who threw it to the police." Gao Shanlong also sighed.

Beicheng Zhenli put down his chopsticks: "Our profession is dying very quickly, and my contemporaries are no longer in the police."

Denji didn't feel any sense of crisis or tension, instead, he secretly turned his eyes back and forth on the faces of Mari Kitajo, Himeno, Pava, and Xiaohong.

Mr. Fu is right, there are really many beautiful girls attending the dinner party!Very beautiful!It's so beautiful!
"What are you looking at?" A gentle voice rang in Denji's ear.

"Look pretty... ehhhhhhhhhhh?"

He was taken aback for the first time, only then did he realize that there was a beautiful orange-haired beauty standing in front of him.She was wearing a suit and a black coat, her long orange-red hair was braided, and her golden circle eyes were looking at Dianci with interest.

"Miss Macchima!?" Everyone present shouted out in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Newcomers are welcome to have a dinner, and you have to come here once in a while. Waiter, please have a draft beer."

Maqima took off her coat and hung it at the door, then sat next to Dianci: "Is this the newcomer to Class One?"

"Yes, Miss Macchima. His name is Dianci, hello Dianci, please say hello!" Beicheng Zhenli said hastily.

On the other side of the table, Mr. Fu narrowed his eyes slightly while holding the wine glass.

Sure enough, Maqima's attention to this newcomer was somewhat abnormal.

Dianci rubbed the back of his head, and bowed to Maqima ignorantly: "Oh hiss, my name is Dianci, hello."

"Denji-kun smells strange." Machima looked at Denji.

"Oh? Is there any? Didn't wash it clean?" Dianci raised his arm in front of his nose with a guilty conscience and smelled it.

Maqima turned to look at Mr. Fu again: "Mr. Fu, did you encounter trouble yesterday?"

"On the way to Hibiya Park, I was ambushed by demons, crab demons and praying mantis demons. The specific written report was submitted to Mr. Quick Zhan last night."

"It's really dangerous. Both the crab demon and the praying mantis demon are very strong. Are you not injured?" Mazima smiled and looked at Mr. Fu, her golden eyes remained calm.

"Fortunately, some minor injuries." Mr. Fu rolled up his cuff to reveal his bandaged left arm.

"I read the report, you have been assisted by civilians. Heather, right?"

"...a very upright and enthusiastic folk demon hunter. Thanks to him, Denji and I were saved."

"Understood. I have also seen the content of the reward for Mr. Heather, and I will send it to him personally when the time comes."

Machima picked up her draft beer mug and smiled:
"Now, shall we raise a glass to the newcomer?"

(End of this chapter)