Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

There are only mosaic stumps and a small amount of blood on the ground. The blood that was all over the ground just now seems to be left in the ancient battlefield of [Four Fangs Impermanence].

Furutegawa Kamimi raised his eyebrows slightly, took off the somewhat damaged mask, and touched the red and swollen corners of his mouth.

This stinky mouse is much stronger than [Wild Samurai], even if it is not, it should be close to [Difficulty Six].

That's awesome, he was hurt.

But it's really great, most of the anger in my heart has dissipated, and then I can kill that Hudan called disaster, and I can give Sanriyue a decent birthday present.

He took a deep breath, sank his mind, looked at the four big balls of light floating in the sea of ​​mind, and was slightly surprised.

Huh?

Why are there three light spheres?

Could this mouse also have some other arts skills?

He took a look, one was blue, one was pale gold, and the other was milky white.

Hey, there are more and more tricks!

He touched his chin, and first secretly poked and shattered the pale golden ball of light.

If he guessed right, this should be 【Talent】.

The golden light cluster exploded and merged into the darkness.

The simple and strong characters quickly emerged: "[Talent: Keen Sense of Smell]"

The strong smell of blood immediately rushed to his nose, he couldn't help retching, he let out a bah, and cursed trash!

Furutegawa Kamijian ran a few steps away before sinking his heart again, shattering the milky white light cluster that appeared for the first time.

The strong characters reappeared, and it also carried a special thing.

【Five-Eyed Rat Essence】

"Essence?" Furutekawa was taken aback, with surprise in his eyes, what kind of thing is this?

Suddenly, the phone in his pocket rang.

His thoughts were interrupted, so he had to answer the phone first.

A suppressed and anxious voice came from inside: "Sorry, Furutegawa-kun, Section Chief Kondan changed the route without authorization, come here quickly, it's here in Shinjuku!"

Guate Chuan looked at the time, from the time he came here to the end of the fight, almost half an hour has passed, why did he just call?

"What were you doing half an hour ago?"

"...I'm putting on makeup! The head of the Hudan class has found someone to do my makeup! I don't have a chance to call..."

Across the phone, Furutegawa Shinmi could hear his repressed hatred.

Could it be that it was turned into a monkey's ass... He turned his thoughts and said, "I met the president of the evil spirit society."

"what!"

The voice over there suddenly rose a lot, and then quickly lowered: "Are you all right?"

"You may not have imagined that the president of the Evil Spirit Society has long been replaced by a five-eyed rat."

"Five-eyed Rat Man! Then?"

"And then? I couldn't keep my hand during the fight, so I killed it... Do you want to come over?"

A thin and suppressed voice sounded over there: "Zai, Zai?"

"Yeah, you called after the slaughter. If you come quickly, you may still be able to touch the warm ones,"

"I, I'm going right now!"

There was a messy sound of thumping, accompanied by a burst of "iron baa" scolding.

Furutegawa Shinmi hung up the phone, shared his location with him using le, and continued to study [Five-Eyed Mouse Essence]

"What the hell is this thing?"

Chapter 1 Gift (17) ([-]/[-])

The night sky was pitch-black, and there was a howling cold wind.

A row of lanterns under the eaves danced with the wind, and the flames inside were flickering.

Furutegawa Shinmi sat on the threshold of an empty house, behind him was a mosaic scene of appalling sight.

He lowered his head, playing with a coin-sized milky-white gadget in his hand.

Although it is only so small, like a sugar man, the five-eyed rat man looks so lifelike that it is annoying to look at.

He also figured out the usefulness of [Essence], there are two in total:

One is to crush it like a ball of light, which can increase some experience.

Just like this can directly increase [three] gong.

As for the second, you can choose to integrate it into the weapon, and there is a certain chance that the weapon will have "characteristics".

For example, summoning monster phantoms to fight, or obtaining the blessing of a certain characteristic.

But this Furutegawa Kamimi would not choose to blend into the weapon, if one day she was accidentally exposed in front of the clear sky of Mikazuki, she would not be able to accept it.

That kind of hatred is no longer something that death can eliminate.

Not even death can forgive.

If possible, he believed that Sanriyue Qingkong would definitely choose to kill it a thousand times, ten thousand times.

Moreover, he didn't like this ugly thing either.

As for whether to absorb it... Furutekawa Shinmi shook his head slightly, rubbing his hands like balls, and waited until tomorrow to get some resin, and made this into a necklace, and gave it to Mikazuki as a gift.

Nothing else, just a small gift.

Car lights came on at the end of the deserted street.

He put the essence into the pocket of his clothes.

He took this thing out just now with a thought, but after taking it out, he couldn't put it back.

The car stopped in front of his gate, and a person crawled out of the driver's seat.

"Gugu Gugu..."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro stuttered, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Furutekawa Shinmi stood up, looked him up and down, couldn't help being weird, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, and the corners of his red and swollen mouth were pulled.

"You are so flirtatious!"

Yasuhiro Ishikawa smeared white powder and red powder on his face, and his eyebrows were drawn on purpose. The painting looked like a ghost, and it was unknown whether it was the masterpiece of a talented makeup artist.

What's more, he was wearing a bright red special department uniform and a hat that looked very exaggerated, and there was even a colorful ribbon tied to the hat.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa bowed his head in shame and indignation, this was all requested by the head of the class.

It was as if he was afraid that the president of the evil spirit society would not be able to find him when he came.

After such an interruption, he stopped stuttering. He swallowed and said nervously, "Did you really kill the five-eyed rat?"

"The corpse is still in there, you can go and see for yourself." Kamito Kamito pouted inside.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro subconsciously took steps, but when he saw the rows of pale white candlelights shaking non-stop in the mansion, he subconsciously stopped and pulled Furutekawa Shinmi's sleeve: "Let's go in together..."

"There's only one corpse inside, nothing else." Kamito Furukawa pointed to the middle of the yard.

"Is there only corpses?" Ishikawa Yasuhiro looked around in fear, always thinking that this place doesn't look like there are only corpses.

He stubbornly pulled Furutekawa Shinmi's sleeve, and walked inside, and within a few steps, a strong smell of blood rushed to his face.

The middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life and an angry face suffocated slightly, and opened his eyes wide to look at the corpse...

What catches the eye is a blood-red mosaic.

What is this?

He felt his stomach churning.

Furutekawa walked over, picked up the mouse head, wrapped it in a mosaic, and threw it to him: "Here, this time I specially left a whole one for you."

Yasuhiro Ishikawa subconsciously caught it, his hands felt sticky and slippery, and the four mouse eyes that hadn't closed were staring straight at him.

He quickly turned his head in the other direction... Then he saw an even more unbearable scene.

Finally, he closed his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Thank you so much!"

"Don't say anything polite..." Kamito Kawasaki walked up to him, pointed to the ground and said, "Can you give me both bounties? The chairman's share and the five-eyed rat man's share."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro thought for a while, and said with a troubled face: "I don't think so, the higher-ups probably didn't expect that the Wumurat would become the branch president here...so let's just report to the Wumurat directly, and take the lead."

"That's it..." Furutekawa couldn't help but feel disappointed and a little bit hurt.

It's like losing 7000 million.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro put the mouse's head on the ground, ran out and brought a big box, and put the five-eyed rat man's head in it carefully, heaved a sigh of relief.

Die well!

Now the evil spirit society in the Tokyo branch was wiped out.

There is no way for the head of Hudan to harm him!

When he becomes the head of the class later, he will directly send that soul to Hokkaido to eat snow!

"I feel so bad!" Furutekawa kamimi frowned.

No matter how you think about it, you should receive two bounties.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro had an expression of "you are very young", and he said, "Believe it or not, if I report it like this, there may only be one 7000 million approved later."

Seeing that his eyebrows were slightly pressed, Furutekawa said with a fierce look, "Then I'll look for them one by one, and reason with them."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro's eyelids twitched, and he coughed, "Well, I suddenly felt that it was really possible to receive two bounties."

"Huh? Really?"