Probably because of the afternoon and winter, the air in the office building is very cold.

"From the fifth floor to the eighth floor, we are the office space of New Dreams."

"The company has more than 100 employees, and the cost of wages alone in the past month is not a small amount."

"In the entire office building, our company has the largest number of people and the strongest business level."

Hojo's tone sounded proud, and it seemed that he either had a stake in the company or was paid a high enough salary.

Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing to insist on a low-paid migrant worker having a sense of ownership of the company or something.

While listening to Hojo's description of the company and the incident, several people went up to the floor of the trouble.

The two ordinary people weren't too worried either.

After all, it has been just a simple evil spirit for a month, and there have been no casualties, and since there are two transcendent ones who have made a move this time, it must be no problem.

"If this month's performance is still not good, the parent company will put a lot of pressure on us."

Hojo's proud tone paused slightly, and became resentful and anxious: "The two masters of our parent company may not know that the parent company is the Uema Group founded by Uema Masato, hey, although the salary of New Dream Company has risen a lot after it was acquired a few years ago, the pressure has also soared." ”

Mito Hayato didn't have much impression of Uema Masato, but Aragaki Yoshima nodded: "Well, it's the upstart electronics company that emerged ten years ago. ”

Well, Mito Hayato still doesn't know.

As he spoke, Hojo turned on all the lighting on the floor.

"Please stand back a moment, the little monk is about to cast a spell."

Hearing that Aragaki Yoshima appeared in front of someone, Hojo and the female secretary both nodded excitedly.

With a nod, a few hairs on Hojo's smooth head shook, and the career of the female secretary shook.

Because I didn't know exactly what kind of ghost was making trouble this time, Aragaki Yoshima didn't rashly throw out the sachet that attracted the ghost thing.

Instead, he chanted the sutras, and then suddenly opened his eyes.

Boom!

The two eyes are like a thousand lumens of bright flashlights!

The light formed a substance that swept through the room, and the scene was too dramatic, and Mito Hayato rubbed his eyes.

If you really stand in front of the monk and be suddenly stared at, it is normal to be blind.

Let's go to the street and line up with the Audi!

"Ahh

The female secretary patted her chest and was startled by the sudden bright light in Aragaki Yoshima's eyes.

She had been full of interest in the master just now, but now she was a little worried, if she lit up at night in the dimly lit room when she was in high spirits, she would not be scared to death on the spot.

"Don't panic, it's just that the little monk is looking for traces of ghosts."

Aragaki Yoshima didn't use his mobile phone to play BGM this time.,Maybe I think the ghost thing isn't too strong.,But it's more likely that it's because there are customers next to it.,It's inconvenient to do something embarrassing.。

Making customers feel unaware is also part of the Soul Removal service!

Put BGM or something.,You can only do it secretly.。

"Hey!"

The confidence of the two Hojo was even stronger, and sure enough, they got what they paid for.

There's a reason why transcendents are paid so well.

In addition to squirting water, who can spew light in the eyes of a normal person?

"Well, there's no sign of the ghost in the hallway......"

"Not on the desk."

"But why is there so much hair on the ground?"

Hojo scratched his non-existent hair and said with a smile: "No way, the work pressure is too much, and it makes people bald." But let the two masters laugh, and tomorrow I will ask the cleaning staff to reflect on how they can't even do a good job of hygiene. ”

"Well, it's really hard for the donors and employees to serve the public so dedicatedly,"

Yoshima Aragaki slowly glanced at the scene, and from time to time he explained to Hojo something that was better than nothing.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to appear in front of the Aragaki Yoshima people, Mito Hayabusa remembered that he had a lottery opportunity and did not use it.

"My turn, gacha."

What is drawn out is skill.

【Oedo 48 Hands】

[Introduction: Oedo 48 hands]

It's good, it's powerful, and it's evil.

But at the moment, it seems that most of them are not needed, and this situation is not suitable for use now.

You can't always ask the female secretary next to you if you'd like to experience the taste of old Tokyo (Edo) when you're getting rid of the spirit.

No way.

Mito Hayato shook his head, he was already a person who had lost his love for the island, not to mention a female secretary, even if it was ten female secretaries! It's not impossible.

"Huh?"

Yoshima Aragaki suddenly let out a puzzled hum.

Following his laser eye, Mito saw a printer.

The printer is quite large, and it looks quite expensive.

"The little monk already knows what the hell is doing." Yoshima Aragaki smiled, then looked at Mito Hayato.

It's all in plain sight.

The monk's eyes seemed to say...... Mito priest, you know what the hell is going on, right?

I know what about you*?

And can you not point your laser eye at me?

Mito Hayato snorted, "I think the same thing as Master Xinyuan, it turns out to be this kind of ghost. ”

"Huh? This ......," Hojo couldn't help but respect, "they are worthy of two masters, and they can tell at a glance what kind of ghost thing is doing it, and what kind of ghost thing has caused our company to suffer such a big economic loss." ”

Mito Hayato stopped talking at this time.

Besides, this man can't hold it up before he appears to him.

He'll know about a ghost now, and by the way, I'll wait until it's over to ask Yoshima Aragaki about the ape youkai.

"It's a hair eater." Yoshima Aragaki's laser eyes point at hair all over the ground like laser pointers.

There is more hair gathering under the printer, but according to Hojo, when the company is bald per capita, no one will deliberately care about the hair all over the floor.

"Hair Eater?" Hojo touched his non-existent hair again.

The female secretary next to her also touched her hair.

"yes, it's a ghost that specializes in devouring hair."

"Where there are hair eaters, human hair will slowly fall out, and they resemble human hair, and they also exist in the corners in the form of hair clumps."

"However, eating hair is only the appearance, and their real appearance is to devour people's essence, and in hair loss, people will gradually become less energetic and less productive."

"And people who are prone to hair loss in their troubles are the most likely to attract hair eaters."

"Annoyance - hair loss - attracting hair eaters - more annoyance - more hair loss, vicious circle."

"That's why in modern society, hair eaters are most likely to appear in companies, trading companies, research institutes, and other places where work is stressful."

"Oh!" Hojo was furious when he heard this, "Well, I have so little hair because of the hair eater!" ”

"Amitabha." The monks don't speak, and Aragaki Yoshima is not ready to lie, "No, the Hojo donor is born. ”

The scene was a little awkward.

But it sounds like it's just a little ghost thing that simply devours hair, and Hojo is not afraid anymore.

"This Hair Eater is hiding in the printer, and the Hair Eater is a simple little ghost thing, and it is not difficult to deal with."

Yoshima Aragaki cautiously lifted the lid of the printer with a broomstick.

Sure enough, a clump of black hair emerged from the printer.

The hair was no bigger than a fist, but it was disgusting to wriggle.

"It's just a little ghost, the little monk can solve it with one punch."

This is stable.

Yoshima Aragaki smiled.

"Gollum."

Laughing and laughing, the small hair of the fist swelled as if it had been stimulated by the laser eye, and in the blink of an eye, it covered half of the room like a flood.

A blurred human face emerges from a mass of hair.

The face that is neither yin nor yang, nor likes or smiles, seems to be saying, "Are you stable?" 】