Comprehensive: The Ordinary Daily Life of an Unscrupulous Demon Slayer

The rough lines are like the portraits of stinky imps in kindergarten who draw a few handfuls of non-existent creatures.

Miyamura Jun's hand holding the paper unconsciously forced, and expressionlessly crumpled the paper into a ball, and threw it into the trash can on the side.

"You guys are here to entertain the family?"

"What the hell is that strange statement..."

Natsume couldn't help but complain, and then pulled out a portrait with a ninety-nine percent imitation and shook his head helplessly.

"I'm sorry, but... There is only one clue..."

Xia Shi, can I drive them away?

Miyamura Jun looked at Xia Shi and couldn't help but ask. Xia Shi glanced at him and smiled gently.

"Brother, what do you say?"

"Hey

, if you can't, you can't, what is fierce... Don't think I'll be afraid of you!

He just wanted to help! That's right, that's it!

The idea of rushing people was dispelled, and Miyamura reluctantly took the new portrait handed over by Natsume and looked at it carefully. In the end, he came to a conclusion.

"I'm sorry, I haven't seen a monster or a human or a god that looks like this, so please look elsewhere, see you like this!"

"Hey! Human imp, give me seriousness! "

Okay, okay, it's really troublesome..."

Jun Miyamura sighed, waved his hand weakly, and leaned back on the sofa.

He didn't take the commission of finding someone or a youkai, but... At least people have a specific look, but you....

A monster that looks like this, it's better to die, in the end, is there really a monster that can look so simple?

"Any other clues? Ah, don't take out something similar to this, I can't see this abstract thing. Jun

Miyamura took the teacup and took a sip, looking at this person and a cat, and asked with a serious face. Natsume hugged Madara and smiled a little awkwardly.

"I'm so sorry..."

Did you draw? "

Obviously he looks like a very gentle and delicate person, but I didn't expect the style of painting to be unexpected... Wild ah.

That's all he can say about this painting.

"It's not... It was drawn by a yokai on a friend's tent.

Natsume lowered his eyebrows slightly and said softly. Jun Miyamura raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled.

"What is a friend account?"

"Hey, hey?"

Natsume was stunned, looking at Jun Miyamura who looked confused, and his beautiful face also showed a confused look.

"Chunjun is so powerful, but he doesn't have a friend's account?"

"So what is that thing? Is it related to yokai?

Jun Miyamura waved his hand and asked curiously.

The youkai he had seen were either very unfriendly. For this kind of youkai, he will find a way to help them become friendly.

Others are monsters who have heard of his prestige (evil) name and respect (fear) him very much. For this, he will not be too embarrassed.

However, in general, basically no youkai wants to communicate with him.

"Brother, the friend account is something that records the name of the monster."

Xia Shi sighed and explained softly. Jun Miyamura touched the back of his head, still a little puzzled.

"What do you write the name of the youkai for?"

"The yokai hand over their name, and the owner of the friend account can summon the corresponding yokai when needed. Also, if the paper with the name of the monster is damaged, the monster will also be injured, so brother should not think about getting a friend's account. Xia

Shi knew him too well, and as soon as she saw his interested expression, she knew what he wanted to do, and poured cold water on him without anger.

If your brother gets a friend's account, then... The monsters recorded on it are going to be out of luck.

My brother is not protective of books at all, maybe in a few days the friend's account will become tattered. So, don't let him go out and harm other youkai.

"Okay, okay...," Jun Miyamura sighed and replied helplessly. However, he did not have much loss.

With his strength, he didn't need such a thing as a friend's account. Moreover, he didn't have that leisure to communicate well with the monster or something.

"So, are there any other clues?"

He was not interested in understanding why Natsume had a friend account in his hand, and he didn't have much thought about that friend account.

Commanding the monster or something is too troublesome, and it is not suitable for him at all. And that stupid cat would never let him do that.

"Hey, what kind of rude look you are, I ate you!"

Noticing his momentary disdainful eyes, Madara suddenly pricked his hair, waving his flesh paws and shouting fiercely. Jun Miyamura glanced at him, smiled, and touched his body.

"Stupid cat, well."

"Who is the stupid cat! It's just a shape, a shape! "

Cat sensei..."

Natsume sighed helplessly, looking at Jun Miyamura with a bad smile, a little lost for a while.

This person can also see youkai. However, it is not the same as him.

This person is not afraid of youkai, and even yokai think of him when they need help, and seems to be a powerful human like his grandmother.

"Huh? What to see?

Noticing his gaze, Jun Miyamura raised his eyebrows and asked strangely. Natsume shook his head and smiled flatly.

"I just think Chunjun is really powerful."

"Well, I don't deny that, I'm really good."

Jun Miyamura nodded in agreement, not looking embarrassed at all.

No way, he can only tell the truth, after all, he is the strongest, friendliest and most handsome exorcist in Tokyo.

"Don't you even deny it..." Although

he is a very powerful person, he is also a very strange person....

"We got information that this youkai is active in the area of Mitsuka and usually lives in the shadows, so he must move along the shadows."

"Yes, it's quite complete, obviously the portrait is painted like a piece of..."

Miyamura Jun raised his eyebrows, mercilessly spitting on the person or youkai who drew the portrait. Natsume wanted to refute the two sentences, but after glancing at the portrait, he dismissed the idea with a smile.

"Speaking of which, how did you find me?"

"When Mitsuka asked for news, a youkai told us. However, the cat teacher doesn't seem to want to come over..."

Jun Miyamura took a sip of tea, smiled, and the next words made the already unhappy Madara suddenly burst into a thunderous thunder.

"After all, during the time he was sealed, I also threw a few small toys at his sealed place."

"Bastard! You call grenades little toys? Yes?! I'll kill you!

Natsume, on the other hand, was completely stunned.

Hand, grenade ?? Small toys?

Who is a good person who treats this thing as a toy!

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