Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

"Ishikawa-san, this dress seems to be too damaged to wear."

"It's okay, I'll get you two more later..."

"Ishikawa-san, the protective armor has been damaged a lot, so there shouldn't be any compensation?"

"It's okay, it's okay, even if it's all broken, it's a disaster after all!"

"Eh? Can it all be broken?"

"..." Yasuhiro Ishikawa came back to his senses, and frowned, "Well, let's switch...you wear mine, I wear this back, it's easier to explain..."

Furutegawa Shinmi was moved to tears immediately, and no longer mentioned the fee for the younger brother.

A set of armor is enough!

"Then can this sword be broken?" He asked tentatively.

Shi Chuan Yasuhiro said with a headache: "This is really not good. If the sword armor is broken, then you are dead, right? And this sword is really precious, I really don't have the guts..."

"That's right..." Kamito Kamito was disappointed, so it seems that he can only wait for the sword to break next time.

This sword is really a good thing. The previous high-intensity fights failed to leave a gap on the sword.

Quite quite the ollie give!

It's a pity that everyone in the special department knows this.

Kotekawa scratched his head, and gave up the idea of ​​continuing to fight the sword, and then confirmed, "How much is the bounty for the disaster?"

"Approximately [-] million yen..." Ishikawa Yasuhiro subconsciously said: "He is the top cadre of the Kanto Evil Spirit Association, full of evil, terrifying strength, and usually hides very tightly..."

"[-] million yen?" Kotegawa Kamami cheered up: "Then can you afford such a house?"

"Well, it's about the same, but the location may be a little worse." Ishikawa Yasuhiro thought about it.

"For [-] million, you can only buy a job in a location?" Furutekawa was taken aback when he heard that, "Ishikawa-san, so you are so rich?"

"No, no, no..." Ishikawa Yasuhiro shook his head: "The main reason is that my old man is rich, and it has nothing to do with me... Well, it's just ordinary money, and he has nothing else to do except money in his life, so he Make every effort to let me enter the special department..."

"..."

Chapter 160 The gift of the other half ([-])

In the field of [Impermanence] filled with yellow sand and blood mist, Furutekawa Shinmi walked in it with a long sword in his hand, looking around.

It seemed that the scope was a little bigger, and the light above his head was also dimmed, like a wind, with waves of yellow sand and blood mist, but the strange thing was that his sight was not affected at all, and even his body and mind were not affected. Light inspiration is stronger than before.

Although it was only temporary, he could still clearly feel it.

"Is it just a prototype before? Is it being perfected a little bit now?"

Furutegawa God sees that he is not quite sure, but it has more and more meanings of "impermanence".

When the next lucky one is pulled in, maybe he can't even find him anywhere?

He walked to the place where he had fought with Misfortune before, and he saw the body of Misfortune.

The corpse was covered with a layer of blood-colored sand, as if it had been soaked in blood, and it seemed that the blood-colored sand found itself on the corpse of the disaster... It was weird.

He squatted down, looked at it for a while, picked up a few grains of sand and rubbed it a few times, it seemed that except for the color, other places were no different from ordinary sand.

"I'm thinking too much?" He muttered, threw it away, searched on the ground, found the four swords used in the previous disaster, stuck them on the ground one by one, and looked back and forth.

I don't know what material these knives are made of, but they are still cold, and they are good knives at first glance.

"I can take Qianzi knives to shop later, and melt these into swords..." He thought so, found a place, buried the four knives, turned around and found the head of the disaster, and carried it in his hand. In his hand, he released the [Impermanence] domain.

The corpse is too big to carry, so let's stay inside for the time being, and it's enough to go out with only one head.

At the exit of the unmanned underground parking lot, Yasuhiro Ishikawa paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, stretching his neck to take a look inside from time to time.

Furutekawa came out, holding a big head in his hand. After seeing him, he picked it up and waved it: "Look, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Ishikawa Yasuhiro's sweetheart swayed back and forth with his head shaking from side to side, his mouth was dry, his eyes were dizzy, and he felt a little nauseated. Then he bent down and couldn't help but vomited a rainbow.

It can't be said that it was fear or excitement, anyway, the first sight of this big head caused physical discomfort.

Furutegawa Shinmi looked at him in surprise.

Isn't it just a brain?

It’s fine if you’re an ordinary person, but you, a specialist in special affairs, wouldn’t have such a big reaction, would you?

He handed over the head in his hand, and said: "Here, but take it away! If you lose it, I don't want more, just pay me the house."

"No, no, take it, take it, give it to me when you get to the special department..." Ishikawa Yasuhiro waved his hands quickly, stood up while leaning on the wall, and got into the car with his legs swinging.

Furutekawa Shinmi opened the co-pilot's door, sat in, stomped his blood-dried head, and fastened his seat belt by the way.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa didn't look sideways, stepped on the accelerator silently, and the car drove to the special department in a hurry.

This time it wasn't that he begged Furatekawa to go back together. Of course, if Furatekawa wanted to go home first, he would probably still beg, but this time he didn't need to, because the bicycle that Furatekawa borrowed was still parked at the entrance of the special department, and he had to ride back. .

Most of Tokyo was under martial law tonight, so the roads were clear, and they arrived at the outermost edge of the Bunkyo Special Division. Furutegawa Kamimi got out of the car, waved to him, and rode away on his bicycle.

In the car, Yasuhiro Ishikawa watched him leave, took a breath, tried not to look under the passenger seat, turned the steering wheel, and drove straight into the special department.

Sharing a car with a head...is really scary.

……

After Yasuhiro Ishikawa goes back, what will happen to the special department? Furutegawa God who has gone away has no idea. He is not very interested. The only thing he cares about is not to let him be on the news, and at the same time, the bounty can be sent quickly. That's fine, so that he won't worry about it all the time and won't be able to sleep at night.

Riding his bike back to the school's girls' apartment, he returned the bike, then stood at the door and thought for a while before calling Bai Chuan Hutao.

After the call got through, he didn't wait for a sound from the other side, and said first: "I'm going home, shall we go back together?"

"Huh? You're quitting?" Bai Chuan Hutao's voice was filled with consternation.

"The special department will send a few female commissioners over in a while, and we won't be needed by then." Furutegawa Shinmi yawned. He really didn't have the energy to be on duty now, and he was too sleepy. He just wanted to go back and hug him, no, he just wanted to go back to sleep.

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of Bai Chuanwang answering the phone came from the phone.

"Ms. Fujiwara?"

……

A few minutes later, the Bai Chuan siblings came out in a daze, and when they saw Furute Chuan Shen who was only wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, they were stunned again, with puzzled faces, and said in unison: "Where are your clothes and your sword?" ?”

"The clothes are broken, and the sword was lent to me by someone else, and I have already returned it." Furutekawa Shinmi sighed, and walked forward with his schoolbag on his back.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro said that the new clothes and protective armor would be sent over in two days, but don't even think about the sword, he really didn't have the guts to withhold it privately.

On the way back, Bai Chuan Hutao put his little hands behind his back and slanted his cheeks and said, "Ms. Fujiwara called just now and said that our entrustment will end today, and the troubles in the special department seem to have been resolved, and we can free up manpower to come on duty." .”

Mr. Fujiwara knew so soon?Furutekawa Kamimi was slightly taken aback, then nodded.

"The teacher also said that if you are too tired tonight, you can stay at home and rest for a day tomorrow. You don't have to worry about attendance during class." Bai Chuan Hutao continued, with some suspicion in her beautiful eyes: "I always feel that It seems that we told you... what the hell did you do?"

"Beating a worker, what else can you do?" Furutegawa Shinmi shook his head, pointed at the blood stains on his trousers and said, "Doesn't that explain the problem?"

Bai Chuan Hutao looked down, with a shocked expression on his face: "Did you fight someone?"

"Well, take people's money and eliminate disasters with people."

"What about it?"

"I can't say the specifics. In the bounty hunter business, keeping secrets is the most basic accomplishment!"

"How much did you earn from this ticket?" Bai Chuanwang suddenly asked.

"How much? At first I thought it was a lot, but later I found out that there are not many... just a dozen or so."

Furutegawa Kamimi sighed, the house is really expensive, and today I have to risk my life, and I can't afford a good location.

"What is more than ten cool?"

"That is a special unit, tens of thousands."

"Is it only over a hundred thousand?" Bai Chuanwang immediately lost interest in asking.

It seems that it is at most a small task of difficulty two.

Only Bai Chuan Hutao blinked his eyes with doubts.

If it's really 10,000+, how could even the clothes be torn?

Is that a big breasted monster?

Chapter 160 IX The Gift of the Other Half (End)

It was almost midnight in the middle of the night, Furutegawa Shinmi entered the house lightly, the room was pitch black, he took off his shoes and socks, put them in the shoe cabinet, went to the bathroom barefoot, and threw his clothes into the laundry bucket, unscrew the shower, and start showering.

Hot water poured down and flowed down the ends of his hair. He wiped his face, squeezed out the shampoo, kneaded it for a few minutes with his head down, and rinsed it with water. He felt refreshed and the bloody smell on his body disappeared.

After taking a shower and drying himself off, he wrapped himself in a towel and went out.

I am too sleepy today, and it is not advisable to forcibly meditate to calm my mind, so I still have to sleep and meditate after waking up.

There was no sign of Crescent Moon in the bedroom.

He changed into pajamas, went to the bed, wrapped the quilt up, and fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, a slight warmth came from her lips.

Furutegawa Shinmi sat up, rubbed his eyes, and saw the clear sky of Mikazuki standing in front of the bed.

The girl tied her hands and looked at him calmly: "Good morning, it's already seven o'clock."

He rubbed his sleepy hair and yawned, "It's already seven o'clock?"

The first time I stayed in bed was not for Sanriyue, but for a disaster?How can it be repaired!

"Well, Youjia has already gone back."

"Does she usually stay in bed?"

"It's her turn to work today, go back and help make red bean daifu."

"It turns out that the siblings also work in shifts."