"What evil monks, they all said that I just went to retreat and practice, and I didn't become a monk......

Sosuke Araki's index and middle fingers were put together, placed on his temples, and casually waved at Toru Mochizuki's back.

"It's you, next time you come to find trouble, remember to put your wig firmly on, so that others don't think it's a monk from which family."

Hearing his words, Mochizuki's hand that was originally stretched out to the car door suddenly shook, and he quickly got into the car and left.

"Che, this guy is said to have been on a secret mission abroad, why was he suddenly transferred back......

Looking at the back of the disaster prevention mobile team driving away in embarrassment, Takeshi Iwata sighed softly and kindly reminded: "Araki-kun, I know that you are very skilled, and now you have awakened your inspiration again. But that guy is no ordinary trick, so be careful......"

"Cut, who's afraid of whom, the guy who complains about the trouble, is often the one who causes trouble to others, right, Araki mae......"

Kengo Yamada pouted disapprovingly.

“…… Predecessor? ”

While the two were talking, Sosuke Araki squatted in the middle of the parking lot at some point.

"It's ......"

On the ground in front of him, the flesh and blood of the unknown ghost creature were slowly dissipating into resentment.

A crimson thread of energy, like an earthworm, wriggled out of the pile of flesh.

“…… What the hell?! ”

Gently picked up by Sousuke Araki with his fingertips, the inconspicuous energy suddenly extinguished the light and turned into ashes and dissipated.

……

"Woo woo, my darlings, haven't seen you in a month, are you okay?"

Half an hour later, in room 102 of the Kuramae apartment, Sosuke Araki was blushing and tearful with a towel to wipe the indescribable things on the shelves, stacking a row of colorful thermos cups neatly.

Magazines with exciting covers, CD-ROMs of learning materials, scenery figures, comic books, GUNPLA, embroidered special suits, ......

"Oops, the learning materials and the thermos cup have accumulated dust, and this special attack suit has to be washed again, it's really pitiful......"

"Oops, these CDs have been overdue for more than a month, and the late fees are very expensive, so I just don't pay it back, anyway, I use Ryoma's membership card......"

"After staying in that kind of country temple for so long, I couldn't study seriously at all, and my hands were almost rusty. It's decided, I'm going to turn over your brand tonight......"

Kotori Yumayu, Kengo Yamada, and Ichiro Tokimoto were sitting around his low table, looking at him with disdain.

In the disposable paper cups on the table, there is also inferior hot tea.

Even these few things were brought from the guardhouse at the door.

In a bachelor's home, don't expect anything like tea, cups, etc. to entertain guests.

"Ahem, so, this pile of things is the 'personal belongings' that Araki-kun has in mind?"

Ichiro Tokimoto took a sip of the hot tea in his hand and frowned.

Because of an agreement with Sousuke Araki, the things in this room were not opened for inspection in the ninth lesson, but were kept as they were.

As far as he later knew, on the night of Obon, Sousuke Araki, who was ignorant and had no idea what was going on, rushed all the way back to protect his apartment and some "personal belongings" that were about to be demolished.

If it weren't for that, Sousuke Araki wouldn't have appeared at the Kuramae apartment at the last minute, dealing with the strange ghost god and creating an opportunity for Ryono Mochizuki to close the gates of hell.

In a sense, this mess in front of you may have saved the whole of Tokyo to a certain extent?

"Ahem...... Kengo, ah......"

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Turning around, Sosuke Araki clenched his fists to cover his mouth and coughed lightly, and handed a black garbage bag from under the table to Kengo Yamada with an expression of expression.

"This is my most precious collection, but unfortunately I am not my old self and can never go back......"

"For the sake of you being my most optimistic junior and helping me protect this apartment, I will pass it on to you with tears!"

"Legacy? This...... It's ......"

Quietly opening the garbage bag and rummaging through the contents a little, the expression on Kengo Yamada's face suddenly went out of control.

"I ...... I ...... before Obviously did such an excessive thing to his seniors......"

He looked at the contents of the garbage bag with great care, reached out to wipe the tears that flowed like a waterfall, and his tone choked up.

"The seniors not only didn't care at all, but they actually ...... I actually endured the pain of cutting my love and passed on a few of my most precious out-of-print collections of Junko Kato to me......

"Wait, how is that possible...... This is not a limited remake of the Big Mess X (MK9527BD) that has been hyped up to 50,000 yen on the dark web......"

"Woooooooooo......oo Predecessor...... I will definitely not disappoint your kindness, and I will always review and never slack off on weekdays, and pass on the classics from generation to generation......"

"Enough, you worthless scoundrel!"

Ichiro Tokimoto raised his foot and kicked Kengo Yamada, who was crying, to the side, and said with some embarrassment: "Ahem, Araki-kun, you don't have to put things back after sorting them out, anyway, you will move out together tomorrow......"

"Move out? So, you still succumb to the coercion of those fellows, and want a poor tenant who has a year and seven months of his lease remaining, to give up his only refuge after he enters society......"

As soon as he heard Ichiro Tokimoto's words, Sosuke Araki's face suddenly sank, revealing an expression that the rich and noble could not be lewd, the mighty could not be bent, and the poor and lowly could not be moved, and he was filled with righteous indignation and chattered.

"As compensation, the Metropolitan Police Department has arranged for you a 'one-family building' that is rent-free for ten years, and you only need to equip yourself with furniture and appliances, and pay water and electricity property housing tax to move in. Six bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms, including a large garage and front and rear courtyards, it is more than ten minutes away from here, close to the subway station, convenient transportation......"

"Ten or ten years rent-free?"

Ichiro Tokimoto continued to drink the hot tea in his hand, and without raising his eyelids, the old god said on the ground.

"One, one household?"

"However, since Araki-kun has such a resolute attitude, I will help you refuse......"

The air in the room had frozen for some time, and only Ichiro Tokimoto's leisurely words were echoing.

"As a good citizen who is willing to crack down on cults and act bravely, it is my bounden duty to share the worries of the government! Well, can you move tonight? ”

"Don't be in such a hurry......

Sousuke Araki, who was sitting across from him, had already found a few large cardboard boxes and was stacking things on the shelves like garbage......

"Hey, old man, the 'retreat' I agreed with you has been completed......

Five minutes later, Sosuke Araki sat on the tatami mat with a blazing look at Ichiro Tokimoto across from him.

Behind him was a row of papers, packed and neatly stacked on the wall.

"You promised me, about the situation of Mochizuki's girl, you should also tell the truth, right?"

Hearing his question, the little birds on the side, Yuma Bow and Kengo Yamada, also immediately pricked up their ears.