"You bastard doesn't know anything at all, that night, if it weren't for Mochizuki Section Chief She, I'm afraid this place would have been ...... long ago"

Hearing Mochizuki's disdainful tone and the mention of a certain name, several of the Ninth Lesson Detectives had angry looks on their faces.

Perhaps because of some secrecy rules, they didn't finish their sentence.

A young detective stepped forward, grabbed Mochizuki's collar fiercely, and pressed a cold pistol to his chin: "I don't care who you are, take back what you just said......"

"Do you know how many people in the ninth lesson, including the head of the Mochizuki Division, fought to the point of 'retirement' that night?"

"Well, I'm sorry if you were upset just now......"

Mochizuki let the other party pull at his collar, the dark sunglasses on his face shining indifferently under the dim streetlights, and he didn't take the muzzle of the gun on his chin seriously.

"But if your grief and indignation can awaken my lovely sister, then please express it to your heart's content."

"Boom......"

Behind him, the Disaster Prevention Mobile Crews, who had been silent, put their hands on their automatic rifles at their waists.

It seems that as long as he gives the order, he can shoot at any time.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, I contacted the headquarters just now, and I haven't received any instructions for the time being, so let's see if you can check again......"

Another older agent, holding down the gun in his companion's hand, negotiated with Mochizuki Che reasonably, and shifted the center of the contradiction without a trace.

"Hey...... The document to the Metropolitan Police Department should still be on the way, I printed this document directly at the Ministry of Defense and came over, I wanted to finish work early, but I haven't been to an izakaya in Japan for a long time......"

Mochizuki ignored the messy collar and pulled up the cuff of his left hand, revealing a left arm wrapped in rune bandages......

"By the way, by the way, from today onwards, not only the Kuramae Apartment, but also the weird, half-demons, and those messy cults are under the jurisdiction of our Ministry of Defense......"

He stretched out his left hand and clasped it lightly on the side of the large, tightly closed iron gate that was strong enough to resist missile bombardment.

"Your Metropolitan Police Department and the Soul Exterminator Association will take care of small cases such as resentful spirits disturbing the people and funeral rituals in the future."

As soon as the words fell, I saw Mochizuki's thin arm suddenly swelled and turned into a charred black.

The iron gate, which weighed nearly ten tons, suddenly let out a painful wail......

The power of the great rivers and mountains, two percent.

"Click."

Under the dull gaze of everyone, Mochizuki Che, who was full of indifference, easily opened the sliding door of an izaya and twisted the alloy iron gate in front of him at a speed visible to the naked eye, pulling out a huge gap the width of a person.

"Alright, let's hurry up and change the guard...... Every single thing in the apartment was cleaned out for me and sent to the institute for careful inspection. ”

After doing all this, Mochizuki's arms turned from black to white, and he tied the cuffs with a calm face.

"No, you can't go in and clean up until Araki-senpai comes back to clean up! This is the ...... the Soul Slayer Association promised him."

Kengo Yamada, a tall man, resolutely blocked the crack and stopped several members of the Disaster Prevention Mobile Team who were about to enter the iron gate.

The little bird on the side, Yu Zhengong, also stood silently beside him.

"You two, don't you look like people from the Metropolitan Police Department, the Soul Destroyer Association......"

Behind him, someone immediately handed Mochizuki a stack of materials.

"Oh, there is...... The hairstyle changed and I almost didn't recognize it......"

Looking up at the tall face of Kengo Yamada in front of him, Tozuki Che whispered silently.

"Kengo Yamada, codenamed Philosophical Swordsman, Removal of Spirits Exemption Level [One], Chief General of the Kendo Department of Shibuya University of Economics (former), after being arrested for crimes such as underwear theft and trench coat exhibitionism, he reformed his ways, studied under Ichiro Tokimoto, and was good at Maoshan Taoism, and the fit with the resentful object [Collar of the Human-faced Dog] was as high as 84%, and 124 people were rescued from the ruins on the night of the Obon Festival......"

In his hand was a stack of "Practitioner Information Sheets" that the Soul Slayer Association regularly backed up in the Inner Hall of the Metropolis.

After reading a certain paragraph, his tone became more and more disdainful for some reason.

"Wait, who wrote the underwear theft and trench coat exhibitionism, these have obviously been clarified, and the case record has been erased......"

Ignoring Kengo Yamada's protest, Mochizuki Che glanced at the girl wearing a high school uniform on the side, and his expression became solemn: "Little Bird Yu True Bow, codenamed Akagi Meow Meow Sauce, except for the spirit exemption level [II], studied at Tokyo Metropolitan Shinjuku High School, the head of the archery department, good at Shinto, on the night of the Obon Festival, with the 'Akagi Three Artifacts' to guard the Kuramae apartment, during the rotation to retire and gather one hundred and twenty-five resentful spirits......"

"Please don't pronounce that codename......"

It seemed that he was a little embarrassed that the screen name that was "mistakenly registered" was "publicly executed", and Kotori Yu Zhengong protested quietly.

"This witch-sama seems to have some combat power, but you dare to come here directly with your school uniform, and your professionalism and vigilance are not enough......"

Sighing, Mochizuki scratched his head with some distress.

"It seems that the Soul Slayer Association is really short of manpower, and even high school students and college students have requisitioned Spirit Slayers to take care of such a dangerous place. It is not okay to continue to let 'non-professionals' such as the Metropolitan Police Department and civil associations manage such a dangerous and large grievance......"

"How to hand over is a matter between your government departments, and I can't control it. However, it must be ...... after Araki-senpai comes over to pack up things."

Kengo Yamada glanced down at the other party's waist and showed a dissatisfied expression.

"You guy, since you're also a sword-wielding person, don't you have any grace?"

When you get closer, you can see a jet-black short sword hanging from the hem of Mochizuki's suit.

"A man with a sword? I'm sorry, but I don't know how to use a sword, this "mustache cut" is just an ornament for me to get in the way. ”

Mochizuki Che glanced down at the worn knife at his waist and smiled disdainfully.

"If you're talking about the previous apartment occupant, I'm sorry, but according to the National Requisition Order, everything in this apartment is already owned by the state......"

"No, everything in that room has precious and irreplaceable memories behind it for Araki-senpai!"

Kengo Yamada stubbornly stuck in front of the crack with his bald head as dazzling as a light bulb.

Even though he had seen Mochizuki's inhuman strange power just now, he had no intention of backing down.

"That's right, even if it's going to be handed over, please wait until the resident comes over to pack up his personal belongings......"

The little bird on the side, Yu Mayu, also stood firmly beside Kengo Yamada and asked seriously.