Zongman: I accidentally picked up a JK

Let's get back to the point and return to normal. The price Mingyou paid was just the look of someone throwing him into the Kamogawa River in Kyoto and the time it took to stare at him for a glass of cocktail.

"My bad, Miss Kujo." Mingyou is used to calling Mari "Kujo" or "Miss" or both. "The Kamogawa River is different from Tokyo Bay. It's not suitable for throwing concrete pillars."

"I want to take back my previous understanding of judging people by appearance." The eldest lady's helpless expression was also very beautiful, "I actually thought you were quiet and dignified before."

"I'm so sorry, although I used to think you would be a tsundere, young lady."

"?"

"In the second dimension, your attribute is usually a tsundere, a tsundere with more 'tsundere'."

"Go to hell, damn otaku."

"That's it. Very cute, Miss Kujo!"

After some meaningless yet interesting chat, let’s get back to the topic.

Mingyou ordered two more cups of Zhaozhao Wanxiang as his return treat.

"I have another question. What if... what was I going to say?" Ming You suddenly played dumb. "Forget it, forget it. I've been chatting with the young lady for so long, and I feel much better."

Mingyou decided not to tell anyone about Sayou's behavior, which was also a way of respecting others.

Moreover, he and Mari were not close enough to discuss such private matters, and Mari wouldn't understand, and it would be weird to consult with a member of the opposite sex.

Just treat it as a drink and a chat to relax. Mingyou should be happy that there is a cool young lady who is willing to listen to him and accept his complaints.

Manri also likes this relaxing time. Although Mingyou often calls her "Miss", he doesn't care about her identity at all.

"What kind of Tang Dynasty CEO article is this?"

Mari drank the strange thoughts and the wine in the glass in one gulp. She was not drunk, and her alcohol tolerance was not as bad as in the two-dimensional characters.

"It's nice to chat occasionally." Mari put down the wine glass, "But I don't really like the atmosphere here."

"Me too, it's quite noisy." Mingyou looked towards the source of the noise.

This is not a bar. The DJ has already come on stage and the dance floor is full of men and women who are venting their emotions, seeking excitement and dancing wildly.

Occasionally, a fiery gaze would pass by or gaze at Mingyou and Marie from afar. Both men and women could find someone they wanted to have an affair with between the two.

However, these two people didn't look like easy to hook up, so the plot of actively chatting them up did not happen.

Especially after a two-meter-tall burly man with gold-rimmed glasses left the station, his little thoughts disappeared without a trace.

"You two are really my good employees!" Inoue drank a glass of water in one gulp. "Boss, I have been through life and death, and you two are here to drink and chat? Should I ask you two if you are hiding something from me?"

"Boss, you said that the young lady and I cannot act alone." Mingyou glanced at Inoue's face, "Eliminated?"

"That Ling Yi was scared out of his wits when he saw you. I was only responsible for chasing him. If I can't get rid of him, I'd be embarrassed to come back for a drink. Waiter! Just serve me the same thing they ordered. Bring on the snacks too! I'm starving!"

The waiter just now bowed repeatedly to serve Inoue. This guy looked like someone who was not easy to mess with.

"Are you scared?" Marisa was more concerned about this matter.

"You two can drink with me and chat while we drink. Mingyou, tell me the truth, who is your master? Of course, you don't have to tell me."

Inoue seems rough, and he is rough indeed. Unless it is a matter of principle, such as the master of the exorcist.

"Will you treat me?" Mingyou asked sincerely.

Inoue was speechless, "Please!"

"Mr. Waiter, please bring two more glasses of Zhao Zhao Wan Xiang and two glasses of sparkling water."

When someone treats him to a meal, especially the boss, Mingyou becomes generous immediately.

Mari called her bodyguard and told him she would be back late, and agreed to stay.

The wine came quickly. Inoue took a big gulp and talked nonstop.

"Damn it, a blind man is not afraid of a snake (a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger in Chinese). The spiritual plagues you encountered before were not intelligent and did not have their own thoughts, so they did not have any emotional reactions. Grade A spiritual plagues have their own emotions, otherwise they would not be so scared that they would run away. Boy, I don't understand you anymore. Among the Tang Dynasty exorcists that I know, there is no inheritance similar to yours..."

Inoue was very emotional and spoke for a long time, and Mingyou and Mari couldn't even interrupt him.

Finally, after he drank the third glass of wine, he stopped temporarily.

"Boss, you will definitely become famous if you become a DJ." Mingyou held it in for a long time.

"DJ? Not impossible. You and Kujo can just go on stage and attract a lot of guests without doing anything... Is this the time to talk about this?"

"My, my, I'm used to it." Mingyou took a bite of the snacks that were served to him and said, "I don't know which faction my master belongs to. After I learned about the spirit world, I found that my master knows a little bit of everything, so I followed suit."

"Is it only within the scope of Taoist priests?" Zhenli's way of speaking and eating was different from those two old men, and she was very decent.

"Not really. Buddhism and Confucianism also have it, but they are not often used. You can ask me to recite a few lines of the Vajra Mantra or the Three Character Classic."

Inoue and Mari both look up to Mingyou's master. Judging from Mingyou's level, his master is definitely not a jack of all trades, and this little bit may be "a little bit".

"Master, we won't ask too many questions. All we need to know is that you are very capable. From now on, I will leave all the A-level traces to you."

"What do you mean?"

"Tracing and exorcising ghosts? You don't even have to force the ghosts, just go to that station. If you don't go, who will?"

Mingyou spread his hands, "I have to go to school. School starts the day after tomorrow, which is almost tomorrow. I will be with Miss Kujo."

After saying that, Mingyou turned and extended his hand to Marie, "You have to change your words, Kujo-senpai."

Inoue looked puzzled, "Will it delay your work?"

"I have saved enough money." Mingyou didn't receive a response, so he took his hand back without embarrassment and blinked his peach blossom eyes. "I don't plan to do office work anymore, but exorcism is fine. But considering my schedule, I have a lot of courses in my first year at Tokyo University."

"You--" Inoue stopped talking as he realized something.

When Mingyou came to Dongli Tiao a year ago, it was not for exorcism, but simply to work and sell milk to make money.

Exorcism is something that only happens occasionally. He is different from me, and he is not an exorcist at all.

"Every Class A is of great importance, kid, you——"

Inoue thought again that Mingyou was not Japanese. He could not be bound by the reason of protecting Japanese people.

All mankind should work together? Inoue cannot do anything like moral kidnapping.

Or maybe his master taught him for more than ten years but failed to instill this concept in him, and he is just a boss and has no qualifications.

This is why Mingyou thinks Inoue is a good person. He is a little greedy, but he gives money to his employees. He is a little rough, but he is a kind person.

"Boss, are you choking on your drink?"

Mingyou was still merciless when it came to complaining.

"Will you focus on your studies in the future?" Manari asked a question whose answer she already knew.

"Almost. I'm only 19 years old, and I haven't really experienced college life yet. You don't know that people in the Tang Dynasty are obsessed with college life, which is the happiest time. People in the Tang Dynasty have been instilled with the idea that 'you will be free when you go to college' since they were young. I've worked for a year to make a living, and tomorrow I'll start to enjoy myself!"

After working for a year, can’t I enjoy myself?

"Haven't you been practicing with your master since you were a child? Why is he telling you this?" Inoue swallowed the whole piece of fried chicken.

Mingyou smiled but said nothing.

He may have been indoctrinated in his previous life.