"Death" I thought it was just a monster

It's a pity that the bento made the next day was still wasted. During the lunch break, Kurosaki dragged Mako away and didn't come back after school. Although Kojima and Asano helped eat some of it, there was still a lot left.

I had to take it to the nearby wild cats after school.

【yo~】

I turned around and saw a curly-haired man standing at the entrance of the alley and waving at me.After putting away the bento box, I stood up on my knees, and took out the Bluetooth headset while walking out of the alley.

"Uncle seems to be busy recently."

【Ah~!I don't know where a guy dressed as a god of death came out from there, and he took my job every day. 】The curly-headed uncle is worried.

"Wouldn't it be nice for someone to do things for you for free? Wouldn't it be a lot easier for you?" I glanced at him, and I wouldn't be surprised if someone helped me.I won't worry about it.

【Reaper's work is very serious, not as simple as you think, girl~】The uncle put his hands behind his head and walked slowly with me.The wooden clogs were kicking, which was out of tune with the people passing by.

"I've seen it many times. Just do it like this. It's so simple." I made a seal gesture.

[It's not simple at all! 】The curly-haired uncle scratched his hair angrily. [Soul burial has special requirements and requirements, and this place is under the jurisdiction of the Thirteenth Division. Although he did help me solve many difficult problems, I must be responsible for my own jurisdiction~! 】

I looked at the Grim Reaper next to me. It was obviously a job that would kill me at any time. After being snatched by others, I didn't feel complacent about taking advantage of it.

Perhaps, the god of death is like a policeman in this world, maintaining the peace of society and taking the protection of others as his duty.Although no one knew about it, he still worked hard.

"Well...doesn't everyone enter the Soul Soul Realm after death?" I asked.

【Um?That's right. ] The curly-headed uncle nodded.

"Hmm..." I looked at the sky, it was pure blue without even a trace of cloud.I don't know if the sky seen in the soul world is the same as what we see in this world. "I suddenly feel that death is a very noble profession. If I go to the soul world in the future, I really want to see it."

[Ahahaha...] Someone who was instantly proud had his hands on his hips. [The god of death was originally like this, how about it?Do you want to become a god of death in the future? 】

"No, admiration and yearning are two different words, right? I just admire, admiration."

[You also have spiritual power, right?Most people with spiritual power in the soul world will become gods of death,]

"Hmm... then, do you have to work hard and dangerously like you?" I think I have already started planning my career after death... _(:з」∠)_

[No, the work that each fan team is responsible for is different.For example, the fourth division is the ambulance team. 】

"Well... If you can really become the god of death, then go to the fourth team." I clapped my hands.The ambulance team, as soon as you hear it, you know it's a proper back-line force~

【Ai!Really.Even I was led astray by you. 】The curly-haired uncle scratched his hair. [Rather than thinking about things after death, let's live happily now. 】

"Exactly." I wrinkled my nose. "But suddenly I feel that there is nothing to love about life, and death is also sad."

【What's the meaning? 】

"Humans always like to say: ah, living is tiring, but thinking that after death, I will sleep leisurely for a long time, it doesn't matter if I am tired now. I use such words to encourage myself to work harder and cherish life. But now I know that I am dead. Afterwards, I have to run around for my livelihood like this, and I suddenly feel that it is so pitiful whether I am alive or dead."

【…】== Uncle Juanjuan's expression is very speechless.

There was no warning at all, and the shock came.The curly-haired uncle was sweating profusely, his legs bent on his knees, as if he was fighting against something, but he was forced to kneel down little by little.

"Uncle! What's wrong?!" I stood beside him, at a loss.

"Ugh..."

Pedestrians on the street fell down without warning, only to see white light pulling away from them and flying into the distance.If you look closely, you can see that there are many more white lights flying in the same direction.

[So strong...spiritual...pressing...] The uncle gritted his teeth and spoke reluctantly.

"Reiatsu?" I looked up and looked around. "Nothing?"

[...You, can't feel...not? 】The curly-haired uncle, who was sweating profusely due to his resistance, couldn't even lift his head. He knelt on his knees and barely kept his hands on the ground.

"Nothing." I waved my hand back and forth on his back.correct!

I put my hand on his shoulder, thinking slightly.

【Huh? 】The curly-haired uncle raised his head suddenly and relaxed. [You opened the enchantment? 】

"Probably." I nodded. "Anyway, when I think about it, a barrier will appear."

【Very good! 】Uncle Juantou stood up and put one hand on the handle of the knife. 【quick!Follow me to the place where the spiritual pressure is issued to see who dares to make trouble in the jurisdiction of my [-]th Division. 】

"Hey, hey... have you forgotten? My barrier can't be moved." I leaned against the corner of the wall, and saw the curly-haired uncle dying like a leaking balloon in an instant. "Don't worry..." I looked at the sky.

A certain orange-haired boy in a black kimono jumped across the sky, and then several afterimages flashed at a faster speed from another direction.

"There are already people, go and clean them up."

"It's best to let these guys know. This world is not a place where you can come and go whenever you want."