The next day—

The sun is high.

“It’s nice to wake up naturally.” Tang Ze stretched his body and glanced at the time.

【9:10】

“There is still time, there are still more than two hours before the appointed time.”

Wash up, simply pad the stomach.

From the beginning of living alone, Tang Ze’s eating has become a big problem, although the sound hands and feet cooking theory is rich, but once to the kitchen… That’s horrible.

Therefore, it also caused Tang Ze to often eat out and follow the contact ‘part-time’.

After cleaning up everything at 10 o’clock, Tang Ze changed into clean sportswear.

“I’m out~”

As usual, before going out, Tang Ze turned sideways to say hello to the inside.

For months, this has become a habit of Tang Ze.

It is now almost noon, and although the morning rush hour has been staggered, the crowds on the street are still endless, and there are many shops.

At present, population has become the most difficult problem to solve, and again, the housing is inexpensive.

Ordinary people, they can’t afford it at all, and they still live a rental life.

Doorway.

A luxurious sedan was parked, next to a man wearing white gloves, his hands crossed against his abdomen, and his body was slightly bent.

After seeing Tang Ze come down, the driver’s body arched into shrimp and his expression was very respectful, and he did not have any snub because Tang Ze was young.

“Mr. Tang Ze, I am the driver sent by the Fournine Club to pick you up.”

With that, the driver opened the door sharply.

In neon, there is a deep hierarchy of classes, a rigid hierarchy, and although it has become much simpler over time, this culture is deeply ingrained in some families and businesses.

Kyoto, a city based on the neon-style aesthetic consciousness that has prevailed in dynastic culture over the years, is represented by historical buildings such as shrines and Buddhist pavilions, gardens, paintings, traditional events, and Kyoto cuisine.

The Fournine Club, this red light district, was meant to please customers, and in addition to studying this system, it also improved it… Let customers feel like God, and take advantage of the fun to return.

What’s more, now turn to Tang Ze, so the driver who works here does not dare to slack off in the slightest, and has been waiting at the door a long time ago.

……

Kyoto is an ancient cultural capital, and it is very strictly managed, and there are few places similar to the red light district.

And Otsu City, Shiga Prefecture – Shiga Yukoto.

Because it is relatively close to Kyoto, it is called the back garden of Kyoto.

In addition, there are many hot springs in this street, also called hot spring town.

Compared to the lights at night, it is much less popular, and of course, by midnight, all Kabukicho is closed according to the regulations.

Not often.

The car was parked outside a high-end building about four stories high.

A man with his back combed and trying to hide himself as a Mediterranean man, with a bulging beer belly resembling a pregnant woman expecting delivery in October, with a smile on his face and folds piled up.

“Mr. Tang Ze, it’s an honor for you to bring it, and I have to ask you for this matter.”

The Mediterranean man did enough to be respectful that people could not fault it.

But.

The moment he pushed the door open, Tang Ze raised his eyebrows.

I saw several people sitting in the vast hall.

An old lady in a dark gray hooded cloak, holding a rosary in her hand, with a serious expression.

A girl about the same age as Tang Ze, with short black hair, half-open eyes giving people a dull feeling, and wearing a school uniform, a small bag hanging from her waist reveals a talisman painted with mysterious patterns.

There was also a person dressed more solemnly.

She wears a hunting costume with a white kimono on the upper body and a light blue hakama with a light pattern printed on the lower body.

Looking at the three, Tang Ze groaned slightly.

I guessed the identities of the three in my heart.

Hunting costume, this outfit, Karasawa is very familiar, is the costume of the priesthood of the shrine.

There are several such clothing, Tang Ze, but the color of the clothes is different, and the embroidery of the pattern is also different.

So, this is the priest of the shrine.

The cloaked old lady, like the goddess on the street, is a godmother who drives away evil spirits and divination.

And the last one, the little girl… The dumbfounded expression seemed to be unscrupulous.

However, the spell in the waist pack revealed that it should be a member of the Onmyoji family!

These people, plus themselves, are people who deal with ghosts and gods.

But!

Ask four people at once….

That’s a big taboo!

So distrustful of us?

Aren’t you afraid that before things are resolved, the four of us will fight first?

But.

Tang Ze thought of the senior membership card he gave him before, and he greeted himself so grandly, thinking that the rest of the people also enjoyed the same treatment, this is to avoid us from making trouble.

This Mediterranean man has a thorough understanding of people’s hearts.

But how could such a smart person do such a foolish thing?

Unless!!

What’s happening here isn’t easy!

Tang Ze’s mind came alive.

Then, Tang Ze playfully glanced at the Mediterranean man.

Really!

I saw the Mediterranean man with a sad face.

“It’s not that I don’t trust you, the main thing is that this matter is too tricky, and the exorcists invited before are… He’s dead!! ”

“Therefore, for the sake of your safety, I have to ask several of you to cooperate.”

“After the matter is completed, I promise you that the reward will definitely be a lot of money!”

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