"Manager, why can't you sell to ordinary customers?

The middle-aged store manager seemed a little surprised that the two of them didn't leave angrily because of his tone, glanced at the two of them more, and said lightly: "Please go back, guest, the goods in the store are only sold to special guests." ”

Twice in a row, the extraordinary customers were emphasized, no wonder no one came here, and it is estimated that they were driven away by the manager's attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"The manager hasn't said anything about what a special guest is. Midori Sawai frowned and said, she had never encountered such a thing when she bought something.

Perhaps seeing that the two had no intention of leaving, the middle-aged store manager was a little impatient: "Onmyoji, I only sell to Onmyoji." ”

The female clerk on the side touched her forehead with her hand, and seemed to be a little unreasonable to the store manager's rule.

"Onmyoji?" Sawai Midori and Li Xuehao both had strange eyes, and the two could see that the store manager was just an ordinary person, and the so-called curse in the store was not at all, probably to scare those customers who wanted to buy goods, but why did he only sell goods to Onmyoji, it is worth exploring.

"What if we say, we are Onmyoji?" Sawai Midori looked at the store manager, smiled slightly, and did not avoid the younger sister Sawai Yuko next to her, in fact, there was no need to avoid taboos at all, because the little girl was holding the tempura and was gnawing happily, and she didn't care about what was happening around her at all.

"Are you Onmyoji?" The middle-aged store manager looked at the two suspiciously, thinking that they were just lying because they wanted to buy something, and this is not the first time this kind of thing has been encountered, "Guest, I don't have time to joke with you, there is still business here, please go back." He held out his hand and motioned for the two to go out.

With such a service attitude, I simply want to close the door, because the service attitude of other stores is eager to kneel down to customers, only the manager of this dry goods store does the opposite.

"The store manager thinks we're joking?" Midori Sawai looked at him lightly, stretched out a hand, and didn't see any movement, only to see a trace of black mist coming out of the tip of his index finger, gathering more and more, and finally forming a circular spherical mist.

Because Midori Sawai has his back to the outside of the store, he is not afraid of being seen by people outside.

The female clerk who saw this scene opened her mouth wide in surprise and looked at the fantastic scene in front of her in disbelief.

The middle-aged store manager was even more excited, staring closely at Midori Sawai's smoky fingers, his eyes shining.

"Can the store manager tell us now, why it is only sold to Onmyoji?" Sawai Midori quickly put away her hand, just to prove that she was not an "ordinary customer".

After the middle-aged store manager was excited, he calmed himself down: "Komatsu, close the door, and then you can get off work." ”

"The store manager ......" The female clerk hesitated.

"Don't worry, I won't deduct my salary. The middle-aged store manager said.

"Long live the manager!" the female clerk suddenly became happy and hurriedly went to close the door.

Li Xuehao and Midori Sawai watched from the sidelines, and Yuko Sawai was finally attracted by the movement of closing the door, but she only glanced at it, and continued to take out the cooked food from the bag to eat.

After the female clerk closed the door, she bowed to the middle-aged store manager and left happily.

Because the lights are on in the store, even if the door is closed, the store is still as bright as day, but at least you can keep the eyes out of the door.

"I've been looking for an onmyoji because my wife, Kyoko, is also an onmyoji. The middle-aged store manager spoke, and the first sentence attracted the attention of Li Xuehao and Sawai Midori, this middle-aged uncle who was just an ordinary person actually took an onmyoji wife.

"Kyoko is seriously injured, but the doctors in the hospital can't cure her, and Kyoko says that only Onmyoji can help her. The middle-aged man continued, and then bowed solemnly to the two, "Please help Kyoko, please!"

"Kyoko... Madam, how did she get hurt?" asked Midori Sawai, the average Onmyoji is rarely injured, and even if he is injured, he can work hard to recover, and if he needs to ask for help from others, it means that the injury is really serious, and he can't even serve the envoy Shikami.

"About a year ago, once Kyoko went out at night, she said that she was going to track a very powerful ghost, I waited until late, and she didn't come back, so I was going to go out to find her, and after opening the door, I found Kyoko unconscious at the door......" The middle-aged store manager said with a painful face, obviously his wife's injury made him very painful," Although Kyoko woke up later and said that it was okay, but after a while, Kyoko's spirit became worse and worse, until one day, she fell into a coma again, and since then she has been lying in bed ever since, only occasionally waking up......"

Midori Sawai listened solemnly, speculating about the reason for his wife's injury, maybe she was injured by that very powerful ghost, but if the ghost could hurt his wife, he should also take revenge on her family. But the middle-aged store manager can still stand here and ask for the help of the Onmyoji, it should not be the person who was injured by the ghost, and maybe there is another possibility, that is, the ghost was seriously injured by his wife before it was eliminated.

"Where is Ms. Kyoko now?" asked Midori Sawai, everything was just speculation, and it was only after meeting people that we could determine what was going on.

"It's right at home. The middle-aged store manager rarely met the Onmyoji, and in order for his wife to recover as soon as possible, he couldn't care about any rudeness, "Please follow me." As he spoke, he walked briskly to the door and opened it.

Li Xuehao and Midori Sawai both knew that he was eager to save his wife, and they didn't care about his behavior, and the two followed him out of the dry goods store. When Yuko Sawai saw the three of them leave, she didn't care about eating, so she chased them out with a bag.

On the way, the middle-aged store manager introduced his name, Mamoru Sato, and his wife was Kyoko Sato. It's rare that he was able to open a dry goods store in the shopping street for a full year, just to use the popularity of the shopping street to find an onmyoji.

Today, he finally found it.

Sato's house is not very far from Sakuma Shopping Street, but Sato Mamori couldn't wait and called a taxi to get there.

Soon, the taxi stopped in front of a tatami mat-style house, and before they got out of the car, Li Xuehao and Sawai Midori frowned, because they clearly sensed something.

"Wraith!" said Midori Sawai with a serious expression.

"Hmm. Li Xuehao nodded, he sensed more than Zejing Midori, it was not an ordinary resentful spirit, and it was not one, but two.