[Comprehensive] Daily life of the retired savior

It is really a beautiful Taidao. It can be seen that its owner loves it very much, not only wiping and maintaining it frequently, but also using it frequently.This sword is both his partner and comrade-in-arms, a master-slave relationship that makes Dao feel comfortable.

"!"

"Excuse me, do you have any questions?"

Maybe I watched it for too long, the middle-aged man suddenly turned around and glanced at me.

I understand that the samurai sword cannot be profane.

It was probably because my gaze stayed for too long that made the other person feel uncomfortable. Out of politeness, I immediately nodded and apologized: "Sorry, your knife is so beautiful, I took a few more glances unconsciously, I hope you can forgive me."

"It's okay."

Realizing that his nerves were a bit too nervous, this gentleman bowed slightly in observance of etiquette: "No need to apologize."

The black-haired boy beside him stared at me up and down for a long time, turned his head and raised his head to whisper to the middle-aged man, who also looked at me in surprise, said "Farewell" and led the boy into the tea restaurant The building where it is located.

Um?It's quite a coincidence, maybe we will meet often in the future.

"Ranbu, you mean... that lady just now is not alive?"

"That's right, although I don't know how to do it, but nothing can escape the eyes of a famous detective!"

"Is it a supernatural power?"

After all, supernatural life forms are not uncommon. This one just has a higher ability to act independently, so there is nothing to make a fuss about...

That's what I said, but I still couldn't help thinking of the strange rumors I heard in the countryside when I was young.

Suddenly feel a little cold!

"Well, it should...not be the effect of a supernatural power, probably similar to a ghost story."

Is it really a strange talk, so staring at his knife is because of fear?Next time you meet that little girl, be careful not to scare her.

I don't know that other people have classified me into the same category as Miss Aju, who is counting plates, and I still have a headache about my identity...

Yetou suddenly sent a message saying that someone entrusted him to look after the store, crying and asking me to come and help. I guess he met a boss who was dying but couldn't find a part-time student, so he had to agree.

Follow the location suggested in the message, and this convenience store is actually next to the five black buildings in the port!The boss who stays here to open a shop is usually very courageous, that's why he dares to hand over the shop to Yato, a strange guy with a Kansai accent?

"Yato, where are you?"

I opened the door and asked aloud, and finally found Yato struggling with a pile of canned natto in the warehouse of the convenience store.This sticky traditional food made from fermented soybeans is popular because it is easy to eat, and there are many stocks in every convenience store.The boss is probably a natto lover himself, so there are several batches and origins of canned and bagged products stored in a mess in the warehouse, which is completely messy and obsessive-compulsive.

Hastily changing into striped overalls and staff apron, I stand behind the cash register and poke—Yato is an honest god, he will never remember to count the cash when he takes over a part-time job, and everyone will be very troubled when the shift changes again , I don't like to have a dispute with the boss because of this when handing over work.

Just like that, Yato was arranging natto in the warehouse, and after I counted the amount in the cash register, I sat outside boredly, resting my hands on my chin and staring blankly...for short, I was in a daze.

This is a 24-hour convenience store. The boss threw everything to us at 1000 o'clock in the afternoon, and agreed to hand over the shift at [-] o'clock the next morning. The hourly salary is [-] yen. Of course, Yato only charges [-] yen. count me.In other words, the boss employs two labors with one person's salary.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and the business of the convenience store...is getting better and better.I really didn't expect so many black suits to appear in front of me. I rushed in like any ordinary office worker to buy bento, rice balls, Kanto boiled drinks, and a few people would come in to buy a pack of cigarettes. Yato originally wanted to ask. Is the smoker an adult but I stopped him

- those are black

Mafia, mafia don't need to obey the law!

After twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the number of people gradually decreased. I guessed that there would not be so many people in the second half of the night, so I took the sample magazines in this shop for people to read and opened them with relish.

The clock ticked forward, 12:30, one o'clock, 01:30, two o'clock, at [-]:[-] in the morning, the door of the convenience store was pushed open forcefully, and the customers who came in took a box of cigarettes and threw them on the counter.I reluctantly moved my eyes away from the inside pages of the sample magazine, looked up, um... my eyes met each other, extremely embarrassing...

"I said... Chuya, do you smoke? Speed ​​racing? Are you still drinking?"

Spicy Chicken Mori Ogai!When good people are in his hands, how come no one learns from good places! ?I can't study medicine, I won't be able to work in the mafia in the future, and I still have a skill...

The person on the opposite side was obviously dumbfounded, and a layer of red light immediately glowed all over his body. He stepped on the counter with a quick movement that ordinary people could not respond to, and clasped my throat with his palm and pressed it against the wall behind me.

Well, from the sound, I knew that there was a big hole in the wall. Fortunately, I was already dead, otherwise I might have to go back to the underworld just now.

"Who sent you, the ability...or..."

The red light became more and more dazzling, and the rage that belonged to Huang Yuhun radiated out, alarming Yato, who had been hiding in the warehouse for a long time to be lazy.

"Miqi!"

I turned into a dagger and returned to the master in an instant. Chuya was obviously even more angry, and stepped on the counter of the convenience store.

...this serving size...e...

All kinds of chocolate bean lozenges were sprinkled all over the ground, with a small orange-haired boy in black and black hat as the center, forming a spider web-like depression on the ground.

"You, want to be crushed by gravity?"

After the voice-changing period, his voice was a little lower than in the early years, but his temper was just as irritable.

Yetou was taken aback, thinking that he had accidentally offended some local snake.He also couldn't see what kind of way Chuya Nakahara was. He was a bit like Fujisaki, half-human and half-god, but he couldn't pretend to be flawless like the former.

He is not the only nameless god of misfortune in this world, the one in front of him is obviously better!Is this black suit... a Yokohama specialty?

——Strictly speaking, Chuya is indeed the local leader of Yokohama, but he obviously doesn't recognize himself as a god.

"Mi Yin, what's going on?" He nimbly jumped out of the convenience store and came to a wider area to deal with the other party, while I helplessly told a story in his head.

"So, it's all your father's fault, and Zhongya was also the victim. He poked a big hole in him. You see, the boy didn't grow tall anymore. How tall he was two years ago is almost as tall now .”

"Really, why should I take over this trouble!"

Yato complained loudly, and stepped forward with a knife.

As long as the opponent is not Fujisaki, he is not in vain. No matter what, he has been a god for hundreds of years. Although he has no name or score, he thinks that Gao Tianyuan really has few people who can fight.

Bishamonten is very powerful, but unfortunately she is a slut.

This is the second time for Zhongya to meet a guy whose gravity control doesn't work, and he thought that what he saw just now was an illusion deliberately set up by the enemy. The old and new hatreds were added together, and the punches became heavier and heavier.

"After doing Yato, if you continue to fight, the spread will be too large. Even if I can control the boundary, Zhong can't control it!"

"I know, but the opponent has to stop first!"

"...I have an idea. But you have to let me go. You know that, Bub."

"learn!"

Yato raised his hand to support Chuya, threw me out with his backhand, and took advantage of the fact that the opponent's attention was on the flying weapon, and immediately backed away to distance himself: "Come back, Miyin!"

I changed back into a human form, and my clothes changed back to the kimono and red umbrella, pointing down with one hand: "Fubu!"

Zhong Ye was immediately trapped by the invisible rope and became a rice dumpling, and hit the ground straight

——"You wait for me!

How dare!How dare you appear in front of me like this! "

He was really furious, and the tone seemed to want to stuff Yeto between his teeth and chew it viciously.

Stepping on clogs, I stepped forward and squatted in front of him, and poked his face with my hand: "You...can't you think of me?"

"You weren't stupid two years ago. Could it be that there is something wrong with Mr. Sen's education method?"

"Well...Mr. Mori doesn't admit this pot, Mi~yin~chan~ Sure enough, the slug knows you too. I have always suspected that his secret that he hides from others is an acquaintance, and now I finally confirmed it."

The black-haired boy knocked on the earphones on his ears and appeared in front of me, and even "kindly" pointed his finger at the hair rope on my head.

I raised my hand to touch it, and sure enough, I found an extra little thing in my hair.

"..."

So this thing is the legendary listening device, you are going to be ruined, you know Dazai!

I couldn't help but raise my hand to cover my forehead and just wanted to get into the cracks in the ground. It was originally a complicated situation, and this person's involvement would only increase the trouble level exponentially!

Osamu Dazai also squatted down next to me, and poked Chuya in the face together: "It's simply an amazing scene that surpasses a million-dollar painting, Chuya."

Yato shouted again impatiently: "Miqi!"

The character "Mi" in seal script appeared on the side of my waist, and I couldn't help turning it into a Taidao and returning it to his hand.

The young man dodged and jumped onto the street lamp, let go of his hand on purpose and threw the Taidao down, the sharp blade pierced into the soil, and softly called out to the orange-haired girl to reappear... Then she took off her wooden clogs and threw it out, directly smashing the god on the street lamp down.

"You're looking for death, you trash god! If you keep throwing things around like this, I'll break up!"

"Ah! I was wrong! I don't dare anymore, please spare me, please!"

Dazai blew a long whistle, applauded loudly and said: "I just like to watch Miyin sauce beat up people, it's so spicy that people can't stop."

Before he could finish speaking, I threw another wooden clog and smashed it on the head of the black mud, causing him to fall sideways: "Let you play a hooligan again!"

Then Chuya stopped struggling and showed doubts: "Huh? Is it really... Miyin? It's not some kind of illusion or supernatural power, nor is it a dream?"

Dazai got up and walked towards me, ignoring Yato grabbed my hand and put it on the place where he was hit by the clog just now: "It hurts to death, it needs to be blown and kneaded by Miyin-chan to get better."

Do you want me to help you remove your head directly? !