Crossover anime, a daily life that begins with hunting supernatural beings.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, young master Sakurai, please calm down and give me a chance. This time I'm really here to talk to you because I have a really big business opportunity presented to me."

In an instant, he was upgraded from "brother" to "young master," and the bartender, quickly changing his tune, hurriedly sped up his speech.

"Explain things clearly in three sentences."

Frowning slightly, Sakurai decided to give him a chance, considering the two strings of prayer beads from yesterday.

"Alright, then I'll get straight to the point."

"Two sentences remain."

"The only son of a big shot has gone missing. The reward will be huge if he is found."

"The last sentence."

"As an apology for disturbing you, how about we split the compensation 60/40?"

Sakurai tapped his phone absently, lost in thought—a rare occurrence for him.

"Why me? If you're looking for someone, wouldn't those Onmyoji be more suitable than me?"

After thinking about it for a while, Sakurai felt that this business was not out of the question.

But the premise is...

The unscrupulous merchant didn't hide any other information.

"Well, as you know, sir, that one has just vanished, and the God of Wisdom who was in charge of mediating between the present world and the other world has also disappeared. All the people I have who can be of use are already too busy to see the future. Now, the only one who can help is you, sir."

"You are a [surprise weapon]."

"We had no choice."

The bartender's words were respectful and humble, conveying a sense that if Sakurai didn't intervene, the sky would fall.

Sakurai couldn't help but scoff. Of course, he knew that not a single word this guy said was reliable; he was just making a fool of him.

If he really wanted to, there's no way he wouldn't be able to find someone.

I only contacted him because, after weighing the options, I felt it was the most cost-effective and suitable choice.

However, he was right about one thing: if Sakurai didn't agree, the bartenders wouldn't be able to find anyone else who could take on the job for a while.

never mind...

Let's just consider it as repaying a favor to him.

Considering that he had just obtained two rosary beads from the other party that were practically unavailable to outsiders, Sakurai still decided to accept the request.

"I've settled the favor I owe you. I want eight percent of the reward. Please exchange it for food-related remnants. You can decide how much. The rest is yours. If there are no problems, send me the information."

Having stated his terms, Sakurai slowly exhaled.

"No problem~ Sakurai-sama, I'll send you the information right away."

The bartender, who had already guessed this outcome, hung up the phone with a smile.

Then an email was sent to Sakurai's inbox.

"He really is a big shot. There are quite a few fearless fools in this world."

Looking at the information in the email, Sakurai's eyes were filled with indifference and displeasure.

Look, the only daughter of the president of the Patriotism Association, the daughter of the police chief, the young lady of the famous kendo family, the Poison Island family, and several of their well-known friends from prominent families went to play some kind of psychic game together, and then they actually got caught up in it and their fate is unknown. Now they've even found him through a shady businessman. What a perfect script!

If he had known beforehand that this was what was going on, Sakurai would rather risk his life to wipe out a few more supernatural sites and use the remaining items to repay the unscrupulous merchant than accept this commission to clean up the mess left by these young masters and ladies.

However, it's true that having a way to get in touch with unscrupulous merchants is essential; without such connections and background, it's really not enough.

Sakurai didn't know why he hated this kind of guy the most.

39. An abandoned factory located in the suburbs

After a long period of adjusting his mood, Sakurai managed to suppress his displeasure.

Oh well, I may be annoyed, but I do owe that guy a favor.

Since we've already taken on this mess, we have no choice but to bite the bullet and get on with it.

Thinking of this, Sakurai typed a string of gibberish into his phone before calling that unscrupulous merchant again.

"Moshi moshi, is there anything else you need to tell us, Sakurai-kun?"

"We're 1000% sure, no bargaining."

The moment the dial tone sounded, the unscrupulous businessman answered the phone with a grin.

"It's the same three sentences: I can only accept the commission if you agree to it."

“I’ve changed my mind. No matter how many food items I could have exchanged for, I want one more. There’s no room for negotiation.”

This is the first sentence.

"I've accepted the commission. Call your assistant and set off. Send me her home address. How many of them survive depends on the luck of those young masters and ladies. If they have any complaints, let them come to me."

"I will perform the ritual for them free of charge."

This is the second sentence.

"You unscrupulous merchant, this is a one-time exception."

“I’m not those big shots’ nanny. If they have any complaints, let them come to me.”

This is the third sentence.

"If they have any problems, tell them to come to me," Sakurai said, his expression already blank but now even colder, before the unscrupulous businessman could reply, and then hung up the phone.

He turned off his phone and stared at his reflection on the screen for a long time. Sakurai knew, just as he had thought, that this guy knew from the start that he would change his mind.

after all...

Sakurai hates these kinds of troublesome things that waste his energy.

Especially troublesome things that come his way because of his own foolishness.

after all...

Sakurai is a hypocrite; he always disapproves of non-humans attacking humans.

after all...

He genuinely believes himself to be a human being.

"That damned crooked businessman, he's always causing me trouble."

"Next time, even if I can't kill him, I'll still have to fight him."

He glanced at the address sent by the unscrupulous merchant, took a few steps, stopped, and cursed angrily.

......

......

As night falls, a black curtain hangs over the land.

A young man and woman were walking on a country path, ahead of them...

In the darkness, the shadow of a building could be vaguely seen.

Looking at the building, the man spoke expressionlessly.

"Time: Late at night."

"Location: An abandoned factory in the suburbs."

"Rumor has it that a kind worker died unexpectedly in a dilapidated facility, and a homeless person whose body was found decomposed and whose cause of death was brain death."

"The streamer who went to the abandoned factory late at night in pursuit of popularity was found seven days later with mental health issues."

"Because of the development of the Internet, the news here has somehow turned into strange stories and spread on the Internet."

"It gradually evolved into a baseless and unfounded rumor that as long as you play a psychic game in the deepest part of the factory, you can find out the identity of your future lover."

"It's like a spider web that captures a bunch of idle guys."

"A group of underage boys and girls who were so energetic that they had nowhere to vent, and after seeing this place on the internet, they went there on a whim to verify the rumors."

"Perhaps there are also strange and complicated cause-and-effect relationships among them, such as unrequited love, love triangles, heartbreak, and unrequited love."

"as well as--"

"We learned about this matter through a third-party channel from an expert and a novice assistant who handle this kind of thing, namely you and me."

"Don't you think the buffs are fully stacked, assistant?"

"If I end up getting trapped inside and you just run out in front of me."

"This script is good enough to be made into a third-rate horror TV series."

Behind him, looking at the abandoned factory where the black mist swirled almost reaching the sky, Yotsuya Miko, who had been forcibly dragged out of her home, twitched uncontrollably, her face filled with despair and helplessness. So, you see...

Now that you know it's dangerous.

Why did you bring her over here?

God knows how terrified she was when she drew back the curtains and saw her boss's hand pressed against the window, ready to open it.

In particular, Sakurai said the sentence, "You saw me."

She thought it was some kind of evil thing, fearless and bold enough to disguise itself as the boss and come looking for her.

If it weren't for her recent experience making her reflexively pretend not to see it and act as if nothing was wrong, she would have screamed.

She almost dropped her rosary there.

If she hadn't been dragged out of the room by Sakurai before she could even react, without even having time to change her shoes and pajamas...

Yeah, I stopped at a nearby clothing store on the way and bought a tracksuit that's easy to move in, and I even bought a new pair of shoes.

The boss will force her to wear it if she doesn't resist.

Incidentally, Sakurai paid for it.