Although Sakaguchi Ango still didn't believe Hanako's excuse, the other party had already expressed the attitude that "Kuen doesn't want to see anyone", so there was no need for them to continue to be tough. This was not their original intention this time.

Because the previous group of guys' process was completely wrong, they now have to change their route to re-engage with these non-humans.

People in the past were guilty of empiricism, classifying them as beings similar to sorcerers and demon exorcists, which is obviously wrong.

Monsters are able to exist completely independently of human society. They do not abide by human laws and are not bound by human constraints or interpersonal relationships. Ultimately, there is only one existence like Jiuyuan who is pushed to the front.

If this tie is strong enough, we can still talk about it, but if it is too fragile, it is better to figure out how to completely control these monsters first, and get rid of them if we can't control them.

Especially after Sakaguchi Ango arrived at the site and discovered that they were still able to keep Odasaku's... cough, the soul of the deceased by their side, he subconsciously guessed whether this was Kuen's own ability.

Or maybe it's the ability of the person behind him.

Although Sakaguchi Ango had a lot of thoughts, Hanako simply pushed the ticket to the table and told him straight away that they were going to do business next.

"…Is there any intermediary content?" After listening to the other party's description, he repeated it in his heart.

Is it true that they chose to compromise this time because they were accused of not opening up to humans?

...are you so kind? He doesn't believe it.

"These are all anonymous tickets. As long as you have a ticket, you can enter, whether you are a monster, a ghost, or a human with special abilities."

...Oh, that's what you mean. Sakaguchi Ango immediately understood, and asked curiously, "After leaving the exchange, can I sell the items I bought to other people?"

"Of course you can," Hanako said. "This is the customer's personal freedom. We have no reason to care about it."

As long as they are not the top talents, many of them are still working for the powerful. Moreover, the masters have thousands of ways to control their subordinates. They let their talents go to the exchange to buy what they want, but they don't worry that these talents will run away.

Of course, there will definitely be one or two exceptions, but the risk is within the acceptable range of those behind the scenes.

He half-heartedly promised to report the matter to the authorities, and if what Hanako said was true, he hoped to establish a long-term, stable cooperative relationship in the future. In any case, as long as the exchange existed in Japan, they would be able to benefit from it invisibly.

If this thing succeeds, in a sense everyone will be happy. As for how long it will last in the future and whether the people above will continue to interfere, it is not something he can influence or promise now.

What he called "reporting well" was tantamount to advertising for the other party.

However, Sakaguchi Ango certainly didn't know that Hisaen had a tool that could automatically record the information of people who handled the tickets. As long as the ticket passed through someone's hands, Hisaen would not lose out. The more people who handled it, the more he knew.

No one would complain about having too little intelligence. As long as one could dig up some high-level secrets, even if he found a clean pseudonym and sold it to his political enemies, it would be enough to cause them to fight each other.

The following conversation became much easier with the exchange as an entry point, and after both parties wrote blank checks and had some conversation, the matter came to an end.

After Ango Sakaguchi left, he did not rashly use his special abilities to search for tickets.

Monsters have different methods from humans, so if there is any problem with the ticket, he won't be able to find out.

After all, this matter should be left to the demon exorcist.

...Are you going to look for the exorcist of the field?

…

…

The matter of buying the house was handled quite quickly. It just so happened that someone in Gojo Satoru's network of connections knew about the house and was selling it. For various reasons, that person was in a hurry to sell it, so the price was naturally lowered. After a set of procedures, Jiuyuan got the house at a price lower than he had imagined - this also resulted in him having a lot of disposable money left over to plan for the future.

This house is located in the suburbs of Tokyo. It is a typical Japanese-style residence. There is a short crossroad in front of the entrance as a buffer. The shrubs on both sides grow neatly. In the summer, the sun shines a golden light that floats on the leaves.

The house was nice, but the location wasn't great - which was exactly what Jiuyuan wanted.

He planned to surround the outside with illusions and barriers, and then set up a special portal to transfer space through Hanako's ability. Only those with tickets can activate the transfer.

The specific method of doing it is a secret, and Gojo Satoru would not ask it to make himself bored.

The other party just casually asked: "Where are you going to set up the entrance? Tokyo? How about Ginza?"

"Let's talk about this later."

In fact, if he wanted to keep the original intention, he could just set it to "just call at the toilet door"...

In theory, it is quite convenient - after all, it is more efficient to let people or monsters who live far away run thousands of miles to a specific location in Tokyo to find a portal than to let them find a toilet.

Unfortunately, he now wants to separate the exchange from the label "Hanako" and cannot focus on Hanako's characteristics, which will give people a fixed impression.

After putting these distracting thoughts aside, Jiuyuan took out the tickets he had prepared long ago, exactly ten black tickets, and handed them to Gojo Satoru.

"Ten tickets should be enough for you, right? One ticket can be used three times, and they are all anonymous." Jiuyuan said, "You can also give the tickets to others."

"Hmm." He replied, "When will it officially open?"

"When the store officially opens, the ticket prices will change. There will be new designs on them, so remember to keep an eye on them." Jiuyuan smiled shyly.

"Like the previous invitation? I see." Gojo Satoru put away the tickets and thought about how to make the best use of them.

He glanced at the fence in the distance and asked, "By the way, do you have enough manpower here?"

"It's okay." Jiuyuan said, "It's just some simple work, it doesn't require too many people."

...Actually, he meant that it was not enough.

But this kind of problem is not difficult to solve. If we are really short of manpower, we can capture some dead souls to help. It is enough to let them do the groceries. It’s just that we are not really short of manpower at the moment.

Having solved the site selection problem, Kuen was in a good mood and even asked Gojo Satoru if he wanted to stay for a cup of tea.

The latter glanced at the high and bright sun outside, then looked at the quiet courtyard, and felt a little moved, but Ijichi's call came at the right time, leaving him no chance to choose.

After Gojo Satoru responded with a few words, he hung up the phone. While waiting for him to call back, Hisaen was supporting his chin with his fingers, looking at the endless scenery deep in the house, as if he was thinking about something.

Gojo Satoru put away his phone and saw that Hisaen was quiet at that moment.

He thought to himself: As expected, Jiuyuan is still affected by those previous events, but at the moment, he seems to be trying hard to digest those remaining emotions.

...I hope so.

After Gojo Satoru left, Kuen walked into the empty main hall and sat down alone.

The room was filled with natural light only from the side. Looking slightly to the side, the view of the courtyard was blocked by two doors, leaving only a small scene that looked like a painting: a small pond surrounded by stones, green shrubs, and a wall.

A gust of wind blew through the hall, ruffling the strands of hair at the ends.

The rare times he had when he could be completely alone and quiet became especially precious.

He summoned a skeleton hound out of boredom. The hound barked twice obediently, then lay down and stayed quietly beside him.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, seemingly just quietly enjoying the rare cool breeze in the afternoon, the system couldn't help but ask curiously.

【Master, what are you thinking about? 】

Jiuyuan lay down on the dark brown floor in a relaxed manner and tapped the hound's head.

He just subconsciously felt that he seemed to have lived such a life before, in the boundless silence, alone in an empty room, while away the long time that could be wasted at will.

However, this moment of distraction was only for a moment, and he did not intend to say it even to the system. Jiu Yuan just smiled and said, "Nothing. I just think this has come to an end, and it's time to use the other side's role."

[Are you talking about the Snow Man? ] The system immediately responded that a new conflict would arise.

[Oh, that's not right! Master, the current setting is that the soul of 'Kyuon' and 'Master' coexist in 'Kyuon's' body...! ]

[The Snowman has complicated feelings towards his master. He seems loyal, but he also has his own ambitions... If the Snowman knew this, what would he do?! ]

The system actually began to seriously deduce the subsequent plot.

[If Xue Nan's loyalty to his master overshadows his inner ambition, he will definitely be very angry at 'Jiu Yuan'. Considering his ability is psychic, he may attack 'Jiu Yuan' directly. Oh no, this will trigger 'Jiu Yuan's' safety device. But when he thinks that this device was made by the master for Jiu Yuan, he might get even angrier? ]

[In this case, he could just put down some of the things in his hands and concentrate on dealing with 'Jiu Yuan'... or directly help the 'master' to completely occupy 'Jiu Yuan's' body...]

Jiuyuan listened to the system's chattering while playing with the hound beside him. He maliciously removed its front paw and swung the paw back and forth in his hand. Although it had no eyeballs, he felt that the hound was looking at him with great pity.

Angry and aggrieved.

After the system calmed down, Jiu Yuan said slowly: "No matter what, we have to introduce the prequel first."

【Prelude? 】

"We need to let Yukio know that Hachishaku and Kuen have separated, so that he can show that he has noticed something."

…

…

After solving the request of the little land god, the man with the slit mouth became familiar with the little monsters and land gods in this area.

Ikebukuro itself is a prosperous area. It is a prejudice that there are fewer monsters where there are many people. There are many monsters that depend on humans for survival. They lurk in the dark. Some are full of malicious intentions and are ready to leak, while others are just eager to feed themselves by squeezing out a little bit of food from the fingers of humans.

There are also several small gods here. The man with the slit is sitting on the railing on the street. Under his feet is a small land god wearing a mask.

He explained: "Some of the minor gods have completely disappeared because they no longer have believers, while others have been completely contaminated by filth and turned into mindless monsters."

There is a simple little temple behind the land. Occasionally, some students would pass by and place some offerings in front of it - such as snacks and fruits bought from a convenience store.

"There are several schools nearby. There used to be a rumor that I could bless students' studies. Although most people don't really believe it, every time during the exam season, some students passing by here would occasionally give me a little faith."

With the God Tianman who blesses his studies in front of him, he is lucky enough to be able to pick up some scattered faith to sustain himself.

He just listened quietly to the land god talking about things in the vicinity.

As long as the man with the cleft mouth covers his mouth with a mask, he will look no different from an ordinary male at first glance, so he will not attract much attention if he goes out on the street alone.

It’s just that it’s been too hot these past two days. Although he can’t take off his mask, he still wants to buy something cold to cool down.

"Sorry." He interrupted the land god and pointed to the vending machine not far away, "...I'm going to buy something."

He wanted to buy some cold drinks to put on his face. If there was a straw, he could use the mask to cover his face and take a sip.

...I just don’t know if it will leak out.

Otherwise, he felt that he would melt before he could even stand eight feet tall and leave the stage...

The man with the slit mouth walked forward and saw two people talking next to the vending machine.

There was a blond man in a bartender uniform and a short man in a dirty green shirt. The latter put his hands together and said shyly, "...please give me a few more days."

The man with the slit took one look and then looked away.

...Oh, the debt collector.

However, just as he was thinking “it’s none of my business”, the next second he saw the vending machine where he was about to buy a drink was…lifted up by the blond man.

then……

Throw, up, to, the sky.