Zongman: I accidentally picked up a JK

Kujo Mari is not a showy person. She took a private car to go on a mission simply for comfort, not to show off her family background.

But her ordinary life is far from that of ordinary people. Before Mingyou joined, the popularity of Dongli Tiao was based on small-scale discussions such as "I saw a beautiful girl in such and such place the other day! She had 'Dongli Tiao Milk Shop' printed on her clothes."

It is conceivable how much attention Mingyou would attract from passers-by when walking with a woman like this.

"Although I've asked this many times, I still want to ask, Kujo, do you have to wear a miko costume when you perform a mission?"

"Exorcism is a kind of experience for me." Mari answered for the nth time.

Every time Mingyou heard this answer, he would sigh that it was fortunate that his temple did not have so many rules. With only two people and a cat, it seemed that it was impossible to form a very strict system.

It is definitely impossible for him to wear Taoist robes and walk confidently on the street.

The two of them didn't talk for the remaining ten minutes. They arrived at an apartment building, walked to the door of 401, and Mingyou knocked on the door gently while holding the milk box.

No one responded, so I increased my strength.

"Wait a minute!" A panicked male voice came from the room. Accompanied by the sound of clothes rubbing against each other and footsteps, the man at the door spoke:

"Who?"

"Hello, this is Donglitiao Milk Delivery." Ming Yougai held the milk box in both hands.

"What milk? I don't remember ordering it...oh?!"

The last sound of surprise should be the person at the door who saw the beautiful and extraordinary Zhenli beside Mingyou through the peephole.

The door was opened, and the anti-theft chain was restricted, revealing an ordinary face, who looked like a college student.

"You're just the milkman?"

"Dark eye bags, hot flashes on the cheekbones, white tongue coating, dark ears, kidney deficiency and physical weakness"

It is very easy to judge the face. It has nothing to do with Zhouyi, and even those who study medicine can judge it.

"Yes, the milkman." Mingyou gave a professional fake smile.

The smile was lovely, but other than a quick glance after opening the door, the man's eyes were fixed on Mari.

"What do you want to ask?" Zhen said expressionlessly.

"Oh, yes, sorry... may I ask which dairy are you from? I don't remember ordering milk."

The man felt a little oppressed and his tone became polite.

"Dongli Tiao Milk Shop, Bunkyo District." Mingyou still had a smile on his face. "Excuse me, is this the milk you ordered?"

The man's eyes moved back and forth between Mingyou and Marisa.

"Honey trap? Or a new form of compensated dating?"

"Such a beautiful person shouldn't need to be a paid date, but why would someone choose me as their target?"

“Ah——, I was interrupted by a knock on the door. How unpleasant!”

"But, the look in Miko-san's eyes just now. It would be exciting if I could be fucked like that!"

“Ah! Whatever! Whether it’s compensated dating or a scam, I’ll eventually get to see the body of the miko, right? If I can see it once, I’ll have enough material to reward myself in the future!”

The man thought for ten seconds, succumbed to his inner impulse, and prepared to open the door to let the two in.

Even if it is a honey trap, you have to catch the perpetrators in action, so that you can see something.

At the moment the anti-theft chain was removed, Mingyou's eyes flashed with golden light.

The man was attracted and stood there in a daze after their eyes met.

A black shadow emerged from behind him. Zhenli, who had been waiting for a long time, took out a gold and silver fan, one with gold and one with silver, and muttered something.

"Nono Gugu, three stars on the left, three prisons on the right, the world is turned upside down, all nine roads are blocked..."

The titanium-silver wind blew towards the black shadow, wrapping around its body, shrinking tighter and tighter.

In about 5 seconds, the black shadow was annihilated, leaving only a "spiritual stone" the size of a fingernail.

Mission over.

The C-level spiritual plague was strong enough for Mingyou and Zhenli to handle alone. Keeping a team of two was a way to seek stability.

Spiritual plague No. 31, its effect affects people’s thinking in terms of lust.

The initial stage is just a simple urge to do something, such as habitually observing the parts of the opposite sex, which will gradually develop into fantasies in the mind, and the next step is self-reward. The spiritual plague in this mission is at this level.

The impact will become worse and worse. The spiritual plague constantly drives the infected to satisfy their lust, from molestation to rape, either of which threatens the safety of others. I heard that this spiritual plague is very popular in Ah San.

"I hope I won't encounter this disgusting spiritual plague on future missions." After exorcising the spirits, Manri closed her fan, turned around and left.

The eldest daughter of the Kujo family doesn't care about the income from spirit stones, but Mingyou is different.

After the spiritual plague is eliminated, the infected person's memory of the spiritual plague will be automatically erased, but the person who has just escaped the spiritual plague will be in a trance for a period of time, the length of which depends on the intensity of the spiritual plague. Ming You took advantage of the time when the man who rewarded her was not awake yet, quickly entered the room to pick up the spiritual stone, left the room, closed the door, and left again with milk in his arms.

Two minutes later, the man who was still standing at the entrance returned to normal.

"Why am I here?"

"It seems like someone is delivering milk. There is a very beautiful girl who is probably here to offer sex under the guise of selling milk."

The man looked out through the peephole and found that there was no one there, and he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"Too much?"

"I can't do this anymore, it's causing hallucinations!"

After hanging up the security chain and rubbing his waist, the man walked back to his bedroom with a shaky step.

Looking at a box of tissues on the table, the man recalled that he seemed to have been interrupted before.

"How about..."

People, you can't just blame everything on the spiritual plague.

This is also the reason why the exorcism department has to hide its true identity. Once the world knows the existence of the spiritual plague, everything they do can be used as an excuse, which will greatly undermine the normal operation of social order.

Besides, the methods of the exorcists can only target the spiritual plague and the people infected with it. For example, Mingyou's palm thunder is a powerful weapon against the spiritual plague, but ordinary people will only think that Mingyou is suffering from a second-year disease and will not see any effect.

"Would you like some milk?" Mingyou handed a bottle of milk to Marie.

Manari didn't even look at it, "It doesn't taste good."

Mingyou put the bottle in his pocket and opened the other one to drink.

"I have a problem with what you said when you left." Ming You swallowed the milk, "Although the No. 31 spiritual plague is a bit disgusting, its intensity is low. I like that I can get the business trip allowance so easily."

"When I think about the disgusting thoughts of someone who just did something disgusting, I can't help but feel sick." It can be heard that Manari really hates the man's fantasy about her just now. "Besides, I don't need the money. This intensity won't serve as a training purpose."

"How can lust be considered disgusting?" Ming was bored and leisurely. "As long as it doesn't affect other people, what you do with your body can't be considered bad behavior."

After hearing this, Mari stopped and looked sideways at him.

As a shrine maiden, Mari did not wear any makeup, and her bare face was clearer than the cloudless sky at that moment, but her expression gave people the feeling of altocumulus clouds, beautiful and distant.

"My parents wouldn't let me do something like that," she said calmly.

"It fits your image as a young lady very well." Ming You said with a smile.

It is also hard to imagine the scene of Kujo Marie being a noble and cold lady. The struggle when fighting against desires and the contrast with her usual cold expression...

After Mingyou finished speaking, he drank the remaining milk in one gulp.

Why does it seem more and more wrong the more I think about it?

Jiuli's expression suddenly became unhappy and he looked at Mingyou as if he were trash.

"You're thinking about disgusting things, too."

"No." Ming You opened the other bottle of milk and drank it, thinking it would be a waste if he didn't drink it. "Besides, I was thinking about you, so you're not disgusting."

The smell of disgust became stronger.

The two had been on 10 missions together. They were not too familiar with each other, but they were one of the few friends on both sides, and they would occasionally make small jokes like today.

Mingyou would stay at home and practice Taoism after get off work. Jiuli was either in school or in the shrine, and had almost no interactions with other people or only very ordinary interactions.

The two have several things in common, such as being the same age and both being students at the University of Tokyo.

However, Jiuli never fell behind in her studies, and she became Mingyou's senior at the same age.

There was still a week before school started, so Mingyou was not in a hurry to become Jiuli's junior. He had something else to consult now.

Continuing to walk towards the station, Mingyou put away the milk bottle and spoke to Zhenli:

"Kujo, what do you girls usually need?"

"Huh?" Manari was surprised Mingyou would ask such a question.

"Daily necessities and the like. Forget about cosmetics. I wouldn't understand them even if you told me. And I probably can't afford the brands you mentioned."

Although Sayu had no other requests after moving into his own home, Mingyou still wanted to take care of her needs more in line with the principle of doing your best.

I wanted to call her but didn't have her number. It would be too troublesome to go home and go out together, so I decided to ask my colleague and one of my few female friends, Mari Kujo.

"Is there anyone you want to give a gift to?" Marisa slowed down and walked side by side with Mingyou.

"It's not a gift, it's because someone needs it, so I brought her some daily necessities."

For some reason Mingyou was reluctant to tell Jiuli the truth. Maybe if he said, "I found a girl and bought things because I wanted to adopt her," he would be considered a pervert. Although this does sound quite perverted.

There is no way, reality is more magical.

Marisa seemed to see through Mingyou's thoughts, and her sacred face revealed something weird.

Mingyou looked at him without blushing. He was 19 years old, an adult, and if anything happened, it was consensual.

Marisa was the first to give in and avoided Mingyou's gaze.

Even with her knowledge, she had to admit that Mingyou had a pair of eyes that could tug at one's heartstrings, whether he meant to or not.

"I don't understand the needs of most girls, but I think the essence should be the same."

Mingyou nodded a few times, not quite understanding, "Like cute things? During the last mission, you looked at the dolls in the target's house a few more times."

Manari raised her eyebrows.

Mingyou noticed this micro-expression and closed his mouth to look at her, but he couldn't help but speak: "I thought you would say something like 'How could I like something that ordinary girls like'."

"What do you think of me?" Marie frowned. "I'm not a female character in a novel."

"Uh...my my."

Maybe it was because of the anime he watched in his previous life, in which the shrine maidens are all a bit tsundere, which caused Mingyou to always misunderstand Marie.