A foreigner's journey

The weather is not good today, it is foggy.

"If you cut down trees, you can earn 60,000 yen a month."

The worn and oversized sneakers made a clicking sound as they stepped on the dead branches on the forest road.

"A kidney sold two months ago was about 1.2 million yen."

An old coat that had faded after washing was wrapped around his skinny body, and the coolness of the morning made the body shiver slightly.

"Right eyeball, three hundred thousand."

I used my left eye to observe the road conditions on both sides of the highway, and then walked across the highway leisurely.

"Oh, I also sold an egg. How much did it cost? It was less than 100,000. After all, it was not worth anything.

In this case, the debt owed is still..."

Looking through the passbook, the latest row of numbers is clearly written on the transaction information.

Owes 38.04 million yen.

The blond boy wearing a one-eyepatch put away his bankbook, his remaining left eye filled with aimless confusion.

"Woof!" the little puppy's cry sounded at the feet of the blond boy. This is a cute creature covered with short orange hair. It has four short legs supporting its chubby body. Its tail is a chainsaw ring. Between the two big eyes is half a chainsaw blade.

Awakened by the barking of the orange puppy, the blond boy showed the smile that a child of this age should have:

"I know, Pochita, let's get rid of it neatly!"

If you kill a demon, you can earn 300,000 yen!

Sure enough, being a demon hunter is the most profitable.

The blond boy named Denji held the orange puppy Pochita like a chainsaw and slowly approached it carefully against the wall.

On the other side of the wall, there was a strange creature crawling slowly.

This is a monster with a body shaped like a staged tomato. The surface of the tomato's body is covered with eyeballs and a large vertical mouth, and its lower body has eight human legs.

The Tomato Devil is as devilish as its name suggests.

Devil, when did this kind of thing appear? Denci didn't know much about it, and he had no interest in understanding it. He had never studied at all.

Strictly speaking, Denji is a demon hunter, a hunter who, as the name suggests, specializes in hunting demons for a living.

As an ordinary person, especially a child who is missing a kidney and suffers from long-term malnutrition and insufficient food, it is natural that he is powerless to deal with demons. But Denji didn't feel any fear or flinching, for two reasons.

First, Denci was hired by the gang to kill demons and received a fixed income of 300,000 yen per demon. Yes, his debt of 38.04 million yen was owed by his dead father to the gang. The father's debt is paid by the son. If the money is not paid every month or does not listen to the gangsters, Denci will only end up being cut into pieces and sold to black doctors. Hunting demons is the only 'job' that Denci, who has never read a book, can do.

Second, Denci is not alone. The orange puppy Pochta in his hand, which is buzzing and turning like a real chainsaw, is also a demon, although it doesn't look very powerful.

Demons absorb human fears and become powerful. The more fearful things humans fear, the harder it is for the demons to deal with.

Fortunately, fear of [tomatoes] should be rare, right? Except for those who are intolerant of tomatoes.

Strange, why do some people hate tomatoes? If you let yourself choose, all-you-can-eat tomatoes is definitely an attractive option that is hard to refuse.

By the way, does Pochita hate tomatoes? I don’t know, after all, Pochita has only eaten dry bread slices with him, and has never even tasted jam. Do you want to spend 100 yen to buy a tomato? Hmm...how much do tomatoes cost at the convenience store?

Pulling out the chainsaw stained with tomato juice and blood from the wound, Denji held Pochita and stood on the shriveled tomato demon, and said to the old man who was walking slowly: "It will regenerate from the seeds, please." Just burn it."

"Well done, Denji."

The white-bearded old man, wearing an old-school windbreaker and a gentleman's hat, spoke slowly:

"This guy's body is quite valuable on the black market. I'll give you 400,000 yuan as a reward."

"Thank you very much!" Denci was so excited that he even used honorifics.

"Then, after deducting the arrears and interest, the amount is 170,000."

Denji's smile faded slightly.

"Get rid of intermediary fees, transaction fees, management adjustment fees, and other fees..."

Opening the thin envelope, there were seven pictures of Fukuzawa Yukichi with a sad face.

"Seventy thousand left..."

Walking tiredly on the street, Denji held the envelope tightly.

Of the 70,000 yuan, I have to pay the water bill first, otherwise I won’t be able to drink enough water even when I’m so hungry late at night that I can’t sleep.

After paying off the debts from other places...it's incredible, and all of a sudden I only have 1,800 yen left.

There is nothing to eat at home, so I can only live on this money this month.

"Pochita, today's meal only has one piece of bread?"

"Woof!"

Watching Denji's figure gradually disappearing, the gangster sitting in the driver's seat of a car on the roadside exhaled smoke from his mouth: "Boss, why do you hire a kid like that to be a demon hunter?"

"Of course it's to make him repay the money he owes us."

The old man in a windbreaker and gentleman's hat replied in a cold voice:

"To be precise, it's the money owed by his stinky father who died without permission."

"It's so weird that the person who breeds demons is actually a demon hunter." The gangster turned his head and stuck his head out of the car window, looking at the orange puppy following Denji.

"A serious demon hunter will not sell the corpse of a demon to the underworld like us. And the advantage of Denji is that he will not resist,"

The corner of the old man's mouth slowly raised:

"it's time."

On a rainy night, in an abandoned cabin in the wilderness, Denji was sharing the only meal of the day, a piece of bread, with Pochita.

"I heard a while ago that bread slices must be spread with jam before eating. Alas, we will never be able to live an ordinary life like this for the rest of our lives. We probably have to pay off our debts until we die."

Seeing Pochita take two bites on the piece of bread, Denji twisted the piece of bread and took a bite himself. While chewing, he said to Pochita:

"I won't be able to find a girlfriend until I die, right? I really want to have sex with a woman before I die..."

Denji looked at the pattering raindrops outside the window. When did this hopeless life begin?

My mother died of a heart attack and vomited blood a long, long time ago. Later, my father, whose face he couldn't remember, hanged himself without repaying the money he owed the gang, leaving him alone to face the gang's debt.

At the simple funeral attended by himself alone, the gangsters came. The old man in the trench coat and gentleman hat seemed to have never changed clothes in his life. He told him that he must come up with the 700,000 yuan for this month to repay the loan the next day, otherwise he would be cut into pieces and sold. Lose.

When he was desperate, Denji met Pochita in front of his father's grave.

At that time, Pochita was already dying, with two bleeding gunshot wounds on his body.

Perhaps out of sympathy for the same illness, or perhaps in order to fight against the hopeless dark future, Denji took the initiative to extend his arm to Pochita and let it suck blood.

"Bite it! The devil can recover from his injuries as long as he drinks the blood, right? But my blood is not given to you for free, it is a contract!"

Denji ignored the pain in his arm and looked at Pochita biting his arm with a fierce expression:

"I helped you, and you will help me too!"

In this way, when the gang came to collect the money the next day, instead of handing over 700,000 yen, he gave them a pile of demon corpses. Denji remembered clearly that it was the Bubblegum Demon, the first demon he and Pochita killed together.

In this way, he became a demon hunter hired by the gang...Pfft!

Denci suddenly covered his mouth and coughed loudly, blood dripping down his fingers.

My mother died of vomiting blood due to a heart attack, and now even I...

Pochita worriedly walked around Denji, barking.

Denji put down his blood-covered palms and smiled bitterly: "Do you still remember our agreement, Pochita? If I die, you will take over my body. Aren't some demons able to take over human corpses and become devils? Then you will Just stay far away from here, live an ordinary life for me, and realize my dream."

"Woof!"

"I vomited blood and ate bread... It's decided. Tonight's dream will start with Pochita. We will eat bread with four kinds of jams together and be full. Then we will go on a date with a girl. , kissed, played video games together, and finally we hugged each other and slept together."

There was still blood on Denji's face, but he looked out the window with longing, and then hugged Pochita: "You also think this dream is good, right?"

"Woof!"

Boom, boom, boom!

The voice of an old man wearing a gentleman's hat came from outside the dilapidated wooden door: "Dianji, the devil has appeared, it's time to get to work."

Denji leaned weakly against the old wall and sighed.

At least...let me have a dream.

PS: I'm sorry to those who have already subscribed. I forgot to open a new volume, so Chapter 1 was put into the Naruto volume. Sorry! One more chapter to apologize over the weekend!