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Kawayama Jiro is an unremarkable exorcist.

His original family has long been in decline, and even the inheritance has been cut off. He is the only person in his family who has demon power. He was adopted by the elders of the family to the dependent family of exorcising demons. Later, when he reached middle age, his strength declined and he could not do too much. task, he became a housekeeper, responsible for receiving guests and handling chores.

But today, his patriarch notified him that an important guest was coming, and asked him to receive him well. Jiro Kawayama waited and waited at the foot of the mountain, and finally the guest encountered some unexpected news on the way.

Jiro Kawayama sighed, but he didn't feel that he had encountered an accident. Since he was a guest with a special status, the so-called late arrival was probably a pressure, but it was not related to a small person like him.

He waited for another hour before he saw a low-key car approaching slowly.

"Hi, Jiro Kawayama, I'm the housekeeper of the Kawayama family. The owner asked me to pick you up." Jiro Kawayama hurried up to greet him, and was about to open the car door, when he saw the people inside coming down first.

The one who got out of the car first was a young man wearing glasses who looked like an elite social animal. He got off the driver's seat and nodded to Kagawa Yamajiro. Instead of saying hello, he walked to the other side and pulled the co-pilot away. Seat and rear doors.

The people who got out of the car next were the people sitting in the back seat. They were two children, a boy and a girl. The boy looked bigger, and his brown eyes looked around anxiously. She smiled shyly and softly.

And the other girl was wearing a cute pink and tender tutu skirt, combing her long slightly curly hair, but she didn't know what was hurt on her body, whether it was her exposed hands, feet or face, they were all tightly bandaged pestered.

Before Jiro Kawayama could ask a question in his mind, someone got off the passenger seat.

The tall woman in a heavy dress raised her hand and brushed the hair that fell on her chest. Maybe it was because she was too tall. She looked a little thin and her chest was a little flat. It looks very powerful, and it is not difficult to doubt at a glance. If you annoy others, you will reap the death of your children and grandchildren.

The woman twisted her posture and stood next to the elite social animals, all of them looked taller than the man, her pretty face was half-hidden by the raised hands, and the corners of her eyes curled up, as if flirting at Jiro Kawayama Eye.

"Dazai." The young man next to him called helplessly, and the woman turned her head away with a groan.

Jiro Kawayama, who could still be called handsome even at fifty, blushed slightly, looked away, and thought to himself: Why do you still bring your wife and children to such a place?

Because our family has adapted well to modern life, even Jiro Kawayama, who grew up in a family of demon slayers, can accept new ideas. The teacher's attitude towards women is not good, let alone a good-looking woman, who is afraid that he will say "witch" to them as soon as they meet.

Jiro Kawayama looked at the woman in front of him hesitating to speak, wondering if he should remind her.

"Mr. Chuanshan." The leading young man said, he pushed his glasses, and blocked his eyes on the woman without leaving a trace, "Ango Shimosakaguchi, the Special Investigator of the Supernatural Secret Service Division stationed in Yokohama, has previously made an appointment with your master. Okay, let's talk about something."

"Okay." The qualified butler looked away, nodded, and led the way ahead, "Please follow me, the mountain road is rough, please be careful where you step."

I have to say that these ancient demon-eliminating families are really too old-fashioned. They don't live in big houses on flat terrain in big cities or towns, but insist on living in deep mountains and old forests, as if to isolate themselves from ordinary people. You can appear to be superior to others.

——And this mountain road is not repaired! !

Osamu Dazai pursed his mouth in displeasure. He was still walking on short boots with five-centimeter heels. It was extremely difficult to walk on the mountain road. If he was not careful, he might sprain his feet. If he had known it earlier, he would have worn flat cloth shoes.

"I told you earlier, just wait for me in the car." Sakaguchi Ango sighed, "Why do you have to make yourself suffer."

Osamu Dazai suddenly had a very hurt expression: "Are you just so heartless to abandon me?"

He spoke in a choked voice, sounding a bit shrill and contrived.

"At this time, shouldn't you ask me if I want to recite it?"

Ango Sakaguchi: "...if you don't mind if I fell down the mountain from exhaustion." His physical strength is not much better than Osamu Dazai, not to mention that he wears leather shoes to be more formal, and he is very tired from walking.

"Mom," the two adults were tired from walking, let alone the two children, Jiangdu Xunying took the lead in pulling Dazai Osamu's skirt, and said pitifully, "My legs are so tired, I need to hug them."

Osamu Dazai gave a "tsk" and muttered "The little devil is trouble", then bent down and picked up Jiangdu Xunying, his movements were skillful and steady, and he knew at a glance that this was not the first time he held a child like this.

Ango Sakaguchi bent down and asked Natsume Takashi to put him on his back: "I'll carry you."

Takashi Natsume hesitated for a moment, but under the urging of Ango Sakaguchi's eyes, he climbed up on his back. The boy thanked him in a low voice, then suddenly remembered the role he was playing now, and called again according to Jiangdu Xunying's explanation: "... dad?"

Ango Sakaguchi, who has changed from "mother" to "father", gasped. Has this kid been wearing Dazai's bandage for a long time since he knew it?The contagious power of Zaike creatures is terrifying!

Kawayama Jiro said: "The child can be carried by me, madam."

"I don't want it!" Jiang Du Xunying turned his head away, and said softly, "I won't let the uncle carry it on his back."

Mr. Butler had no choice but to slow down the speed of going up the mountain even more, stopping and going so that the guests could have a rest and breathe the fresh air of the countryside.

After walking for half an hour, Jiangdu Xunying was so bored that he was about to fall asleep on Dazai Osamu's shoulder. When he finally arrived at the mansion and was led to the reception room by Kawayama Jiro, he raised his head with a yawn .

"Sir, madam, please wait a moment, I will inform the owner."

"Go, go." Osamu Dazai waved his hand.

When the person left, Osamu Dazai kicked off his short boots, and collapsed on the sofa without any image, as if his soul was floating out of his mouth.

Ango Sakaguchi poured him a glass of water: "So you don't have to follow, why is your skirt so thick?"

Osamu Dazai drank it all: "Anyway, I have nothing to do when I have nothing to do—and the thick skirt is convenient for hiding things."

Ango Sakaguchi: What?

The non-human Jiangdu Xunying, who wasn't tired at all, came to Natsume Takashi's side and poked his little face: "Are you okay? Natsume-kun."

"I'm really sorry, I didn't expect it to be so difficult to come to the demon master's house, and I want you to come with me to have a look."

Natsume Takashi shook his head. He wasn't so tired after resting for a while. After all, Ango Sakaguchi was carrying him on his back for the rest of the journey. The boy whispered, "I'm here to take a look. nothing."

"You said that I can see monsters because I have demon powers. Even if I don't become a demon master in the future, I still have to touch them."

"Then you can just watch from the side later."

Jiang Du Xunying approached Natsume Takashi and whispered: "It's better to stay away, I'm afraid it will affect you."

Natsume Takashi: "?"

Before the boy figured out why what would happen later and why it would affect him, there was a knock on the door of the reception room. Osamu Dazai put on his high heels and adjusted his posture quickly, looking extraordinarily dignified and elegant.

A middle-aged man and an old man came in, and it was not difficult to distinguish the roles of a patriarch and an elder.

As soon as the old man entered the reception room, his eyes fixed on Dazai Osamu, with a bit of disgust and evaluation in his expression, as if he was looking at a commodity.

Patriarch Chuanshan glanced at the people present, paused after noticing the child and the woman, and only greeted Ango Sakaguchi: "Mr. I went to investigate, and the relevant content is here."

He beckoned, and the old man next to him took out a document from his arms and handed it to Ango Sakaguchi.

Ango Sakaguchi opened it and saw that there was only a flimsy piece of paper inside, and there was not much written on it. It is not known whether the Chuanshan family only investigated so much, or deliberately concealed it.

After all, it is a dangerous supernatural item. Even if the exorcists can't use it, they don't want the government to use it to suppress them.

But it doesn't matter, there are still many houses that haven't been visited anyway, even if no one says anything in the end, he can still see through his ability.

"I'm sorry, Patriarch Kawayama." Ango Sakaguchi didn't look at it immediately, but just put away the paper and thanked him.

Patriarch Chuanshan nodded, looking impatient: "In that case, then..."

"Is the master of Chuanshan going to drive away the guests?" Dazai Zhi said with a sly voice, "To count, we have been sitting here for less than 5 minutes. We have worked so hard to climb the mountain of your house, so we have to stay Can someone have a meal?"

"Ha, do you mean—"

He exclaimed: "Is the Chuanshan family so poor that they can't even afford to invite guests to dinner? It's no wonder that you are still a family of exorcising demons that has been passed down for hundreds of years, but you haven't fallen to this point. If you want me to say, it's better to get rid of it as soon as possible." Get off the cumbersome clothes on your body, change into a pair of pants and go to the beach to pick up shells."

Patriarch Chuanshan: "You——!"

"You stupid woman, what are you talking about rudely!" The old man next to him couldn't help it first, and he stepped forward and cursed, "It's just a woman, and the owner of the house is tolerant to let you into the mansion. Talking to the head of the family! You still want to stay for dinner, where do you have the qualifications?"

Osamu Dazai: "...huh?"

"Beautiful young ladies are meant to be cherished. Don't look down on women, old man!" The old man stared at him as soon as he came in. Osamu Dazai had been upset for a long time. He stood up and pointed at the old man's wrinkled face, " Believe it or not, I took it out bigger than you!"

The old man couldn't understand what Osamu Dazai said for a while, and subconsciously looked at his flat chest: "Where is it big?"

Osamu Dazai let out a sinister grin, stepped on the table in front of him, stretched out his hand to lift his skirt, exposing his thigh——

A light machine gun strapped to it.

Before the old man could react, the pitch-black gun barrel was aimed at his head.

"Is it big enough?" Osamu Dazai asked nuclearly.

The author has something to say:

"What's Under Zazai's Skirt"

"In fact, there are also bandages at the bottom of the skirt"

"How many things can be pulled out from the bottom of the skirt"

"A Young Natsume Gets Shocked by Bad Adults in Big or Not Big Topics"

"Natsume: Is this the world of adults"

"Ango: Where did you get the machine gun! ! "