Let An Ran evaluate the person of Sakata Jiro, he is heartless.

An Ran had just awakened his tentacles and was single-handedly searching for the resentful spirits near his home when he met Jiro Sakata.

At that time, Jiro Sakata had already retired from the front line and became a receptionist for the Weird Research Association.

Perhaps because Enron's late-night cafeteria was so close to the Shinjuku branch, Jiro Sakata came to eat at the late-night cafeteria that day, and to this day, Enron remembers ordering a fried chicken nugget and cabbage salad.

It's not a special reason, but the money for that day's meal, and Jiro Sakata hasn't given it yet.

As Enron served the fried chicken nuggets that had been fried again and the cabbage salad that had been piled up like a hill and drizzled with mayonnaise, a resentful spirit appeared.

Maybe it's just a simple lonely ghost, because of the strange mutual attraction, lost in the late-night cafeteria.

Just when Enron was worried about whether to show his tentacles in front of strangers, Jiro Sakata moved.

Out of his cuffs was a slender snake-like white fox.

"Huh? Can you see her, this is my partner. ”

Jiro Sakata noticed Enron's gaze, and immediately, the fox in his sleeve quickly headed towards the resentful spirit, wrapping it around and biting it.

"Don't worry, I'm a professional soul slayer, even though I'm retired."

"No ......"

Enron didn't know how to explain it.

After all, he only wanted the flesh of the resentful spirit's heart.

But since the professional soul slayer has made a move, he can only watch from the sidelines.

It took about five minutes for Jiro Sakata to finally suppress the wraith.

However, when Jiro Sakata was about to let the fox completely destroy the resentful spirit, Enran spoke up.

"Please pause."

"You want to intercede for it? This is a wraith, and since you can see this, you should know the dangers of it, they will approach you ordinary people who are inspired and devour your souls. ”

Sweat oozed from Sakata's face, and he struggled to suppress the struggling spirit.

"No, you're mistaken."

Enron denied Jiro Sakata's conjecture and then explained.

"I just want to take its flesh."

"Heart?"

Jiro Sakata didn't quite understand Enron's own name.

"Please give way."

An Ran was a little worried that the resentful spirit would disappear like this, so he took a step forward.

The next moment, two tentacles poked out from under Enron's clothes, and in the blink of an eye, with a thud, the resentful spirit that was strangely entangled by Sakata Jiro's contract was pierced by Enron's tentacles and took out the core.

“？”

Jiro Sakata stared at the two tentacles, not knowing for a moment whether to surrender or not.

"Rest assured, I'm not anything suspicious."

An Ran explained with a smile, and waved at Jiro Sakata with the tentacles wrapped around the flesh of the resentful spirit.

You look at your tentacles and say again that you're a good person?

But Enron didn't seem to continue the idea of explaining, but put the spirit core of the resentful spirit on the board and pressed it lightly with his hand.

"This kind of meaty heart meat, the sashimi looks fat, and the soup is too greasy, so it is perfect for barbecue."

As he spoke, An Ran didn't know where to use his tentacles to find a small oven for a single barbecue.

Lighting the charcoal and waiting for it to heat up, he had already cut the meat on the board into slices.

"This kind of meat is the best thick cut, like a beef tongue, and has a unique flavor."

An Ran used his tentacles to place the slightly thicker slices of meat on the barbecue net, and soon, due to the heat, the fatty-looking meat began to shrink, curl, and sizzle, while emitting a wonderful aroma that was mouth-watering.

And Jiro Sakata watched all this stunned, and the fox next to him also hid in the cuffs.

A moment later, An Ran used his tentacles to put the barbecue sprinkled with a little sea salt on the plate and pushed it in the direction of Jiro Sakata.

"You can taste it, it should taste good."

After speaking, he picked up the chopsticks and put the other half in his mouth.

Jiro Sakata twitched the corners of his mouth as he looked at the "meat" on the plate that exuded an enticing aroma and was roasted to the right time.

"I, Jiro Sakata, are dead today, and it is impossible for me to eat the flesh taken from this resentful spirit!"

He swore to himself in his heart.

...

...

"It's delicious!"

Jiro Sakata put down his chopsticks and folded his hands.

"Thanks for the hospitality."

Today is another day for Jiro Sakata.

Enron habitually cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, but saw Jiro Sakata take out his wallet from his pocket.

"A total of, uh, a thousand dollars?"

He pulled out a bill and placed it on the table.

An Ran looked at Jiro Sakata with strange eyes.

"Sure enough, Sakamoto-kun was taken away by something, right?"

I muttered so much.

"Wait, wait a minute, you take the tentacles back first."

Jiro Sakata hurriedly stood up and took half a step back, so as not to be caught by Enron's tentacles.

"I'm just paying normally, is it worth all the fuss?"

"There is a famous family in Huaxia who once said that there must be a demon when things go wrong, and Sakamoto-kun, who usually never mentioned the checkout, suddenly paid today, which is a big problem."

An Ran said seriously.

“...... Don't say as if I eat bully meals regularly. ”

Jiro Sakata argued.

"To be precise, Sakamoto-kun spends most of his time eating overlord meals."

An Ran withdrew his tentacle and thought about it carefully.

"If it is settled according to the normal charge, Sakamoto-kun probably owes about 376,600 yuan to the late-night canteen."

"So you always remember it so clearly!?

Jiro Sakata suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and he seemed to be in danger of his life.

"Just kidding."

An Ran said casually.

"How could I drug your meal because Sakamoto-kun has been eating overlord meals for a long time, and when you fall into a coma, take out the kidney and sell it for money, now the price of human organs is not very good, and the average price of kidneys has fallen by seven percent, it's not the right time."

"Is it all detailed to this extent?!!

Jiro Sakata complained, and then sat back.

"Actually, I do have something to ask you."

His expression was a little solemn, which made An Ran feel an ominous aura.

"Is it Kabukicho?"

An Ran asked, there have been many disappearances and killings in Kabukicho recently, and while the police have stepped up patrols, they have also sent more people in addition to the spirit master's side, but except for marginal cases like Nanami Hayakawa and Yuji Tomita, it seems that they have not touched the core.

"Sort of."

Jiro Sakata said in a deep voice.

"Xu Sang, have you ever executed the spirit removal commission with someone?"

"I've never been with anyone but you."

Enron replied without thinking.

"Oh, you always feel like you have an atmosphere of giving when you say this, it's disgusting."

Jiro Sakata waved his hand and continued.

"That's right, I have a friend who has a daughter, and he has recently begun to take on the commission of soul removal, and he has shown a very high level of enthusiasm."

"I see."

An Ran replied quickly.

"It's for me to accompany her to perform the exorcism, supervise her performance, and give guidance at the same time, right, I know, I understand, this kind of plot is very common."

"Not really......"

Jiro Sakata said with some embarrassment.

"Actually, it's because his daughter has some peculiar problems, so I want Xu Sang to persuade her to quit and let her stop working in related work, you see, you don't have those tentacles or something, the girl will definitely be scared when she sees it, let her feel the cruelty of the soul slayer, so as to give up, that's it, as for the reward, it should be very generous."

"Isn't this something that isn't good, destroying other people's dreams at will, and something that goes against my principles."

Enron thought.

And showing his tentacles in front of girls or something,It must have a great impact on his reputation.,Maybe in the future, his nickname will become a tentacle master in Shinjuku City.,It's prohibitive when you hear it.。

I won't succumb to the temptation of money so easily, in that case, what is the difference between it and a stray dog that wagged its tail and begged for mercy when it saw a bone at the door!

"I think so too, so I told the uncle about the specific situation, and the other party said that if Xu Sang agrees, he can provide a monster as a reward for you to dispose of at will......"

"Wang!"

Enron's tentacles swayed behind him.