After the death of her husband, Junko Sakurai's izakaya "Yamaruseba" was unexpectedly popular.

Since many years ago, there have been many customers in the evening.

However, what made Makoto Sakurai find strange was that most of the guests were men.

That's not to say it's strange for men to drink in izakayas.

But in the eyes of young Makoto Sakurai, those uncles don't seem to be good people.

There are black-and-white gangsters in sunglasses, haiku poets who have no fixed home, policemen who end their night patrols, and owners of nearby shops.

Three religions and nine streams, all kinds of people gathered in the "mountain lotus leaves", making the izakaya a miasma.

The mother also accompanied the guests with a smile on her face.

That's what the young Makoto Sakurai felt.

So, when he grew up, he didn't mean to inherit an izakaya at all.

For this reason, Makoto Sakurai persuaded many times to let his mother stay at home.

But there is really no way, and the stubborn mother still runs this household tavern.

Recently, my daughter often runs to accompany her grandmother.

These are actually family affairs of the Sakurai family, and they have nothing to do with the removal of spirits.

But since Makoto Sakurai wrote it in the commission, Qiao Qiao also read it to Haruka Sasaki by the way.

"Now for the main topic."

With the passage of time, of course, it may also be because Makoto Sakurai rarely goes to the store, and the customers who he used to find strange have gradually decreased, and recently, according to Makoto Sakurai's understanding, there are basically few customers in the store.

However, the mother is still busy, and even her daughter says that the business in the store is still very good.

The curious Makoto Sakurai secretly went over to observe one night and found out.

In the brightly lit izakaya, there were several guests he had seen before.

And those guests, Makoto Sakurai later checked, only to find out that they had already passed away!

Even, I recently heard from my daughter that there is a rather frivolous young guy who has been coming to the store often lately, and he has a good relationship with his mother.

At first, Makoto Sakurai thought of the kind of fraud gang that specializes in defrauding the elderly, but when he peeked again and tried to question the people in person.

When Makoto Sakurai rushed into the izaka.

All the guests are gone.

There was only an empty shop, and only my mother.

The more Sakurai Makoto thought about it, the more strange he felt, so he entrusted the Soul Destroyer Association, and this commission fell into the hands of Qiao Qiao, the agent of the Lower Duck Shrine.

"Haunted by Spirits"

Haruka Sasaki chewed on the word and couldn't help but shiver.

As soon as he thought of those resentful spirits disguised as grandmother's acquaintances and absorbing energy, Haruka Sasaki felt trembling all over, and he was afraid that he couldn't walk.

"Well, after all, according to Sakurai-san, those people have been dead for years, and they don't look like spirits in any case."

Qiao Qiao nodded.

Although this incident can be understood from the description that those guests are relieved not to go to Grandma Sakurai, and turn into a soul to accompany her.

But it's a pity that the weird world is not so gentle.

Even if you have an obsession in your heart, after many years, it will be difficult for the spirit to exist, let alone accompany Grandma Sakurai.

Although there are miraculous theoretical possibilities.

But there is a Chinese proverb.

It is precisely because it will not happen that it is called a miracle.

Therefore, this incident is more like the resentful spirit took advantage of Grandma Sakurai's thoughts and turned into the appearance of those old people to deceive her.

Well, not only do humans have fraud groups that defraud the elderly, but among the resentful spirits, ignorant children and the elderly who are already a little confused are also often entangled.

"Of course, there is also the possibility that the izakaya was lodged by the resentful spirits and turned into a groundbound spirit, and if that happens, it will have to be"

"That's all?"

Haruka Sasaki asked timidly.

"Sure enough, I can only blast it."

“？”

Wait, Jossan, anyway, blast too

When Haruka Sasaki's complaint was still in his heart, Qiao Qiao spoke again.

"Just kidding."

But Qiao San, you don't look like you're joking at all, are you?

When Haruka Sasaki hesitated whether he should complain here, Qiao Qiao suddenly stopped.

Going to, going to explode?

"Here we are."

Qiao Qiao pointed to the side of the street, where the izakaya had not yet opened.

The handwritten sign of the mountain lotus leaf hangs at the front of the store, and the streets of Pontocho are very narrow, about the extent that four people are side by side, and this izakaya is naturally not big, if anything, it is the size of the boss's late-night restaurant.

In front of the store, there are several pots of green-leafed plants, and you can't see the variety.

Wind chimes hang quietly at the door, ringing whenever a guest walks in.

Although it hasn't reached business hours yet, Junko Sakurai seems to have started to get busy.

Through the half-open door, you can see a gray-haired grandmother carefully wiping the table and cups.

Jingle Bell –

The nice sound of wind chimes echoes in the store.

Qiao Qiao opened the door and walked in.

"Hello, we are the soul slayer sent by Shimogamo Shrine, and I guess Mr. Sakurai has already informed you."

"Soul Hunter? I don't need that. ”

Grandma Sakurai didn't look at Qiao Qiao squarely.

Despite her old age, she still exudes a unique temperament in a kimono, and she must have been very beautiful when she was young.

"Then please treat us as the first guests of the day."

Qiao Qiao found a place to sit down, and seeing that the other party didn't mean to drive him away, he said to Haruka Sasaki.

"Sasaki-san, let's check this place a little bit with my vision."

"Huh? Good, okay. ”

Haruka Sasaki turned on the vision.

With this level of soul removal technology, she still knows how to do it.

It's better to say that in the study of removing spirits, Haruka Sasaki is still a relatively good one.

It's just timidity that has become her biggest obstacle.

In the Vision.

This izakaya is entangled with a strong yin aura.

These yin qi is scattered on the eaves, beams, and tables, and appears in the dishes, chopsticks, cups, and chairs.

"Ahh

Haruka Sasaki exclaimed, so frightened that she almost fell off her chair.

She saw that on the body of Junko Sakurai's grandmother, there was a stronger yin qi entwined.

This is a weight that only those who are about to enter the earth can have.

If left unchecked, in a short period of time, this yin qi will erode her body, causing her health to deteriorate dramatically.

These, Qiao Qiao and Asano Ariko naturally also saw it.

"Looks like there's something wrong here."

Asako Asano whispered.

"Teacher, what will you do in this situation?"

She asked.

"Let's take a look."

Qiao Qiao saw that Grandma Sakurai served tea for himself and the others, and seemed to really treat them as guests.

It was five o'clock in the evening, and the shops in Pontocho were lit up one after another.

The hazy rain curtain, the lights are on, and the pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, looking for their own shop.

Grandma Sakurai also hung the lantern out.

Because the three of them were all minors, they just had juice, looked at the menu, and Qiao Qiao ordered a few more skewers of yakitori to slightly cushion the stomachs of the two girls.

It was at this time.

Jingle Bell –

The wind chimes rang at the door, and a man walked into the store.

"Ah, Junko, it's still the same, a pot of sake, two skewers of grilled ginkgo, and beef tongue."

The man didn't pay attention to Qiao Qiao and the others, so he just sat aside.

He was wearing a dark kimono, with two hideous scars on his face, a small head, a tall figure, and a look that was not easy to mess with.

Jingle Bell –

A man in a rather classic suit walked into the store, and when he saw the man he was not easy to mess with, he smiled wryly and sat down across from him.

"Hostess, a skewer of grilled shiitake mushrooms, a mix of saury, and a glass of draft beer."

Jingle Bell –

Another man wearing a plaid kimono and a brown scarf with a scruffy beard walked into the store.

After ordering a few skewers of grilled food and wine at random, he seemed to notice Qiao Qiao and the three of them, and whispered in a low voice.

"It rained a lot in July, and in the hazy curtain, the most Kamigawa."

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