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Death promptly at the peak of despair. That's the most important thing.

For hundreds of years, the results of research carried out by the ancestors of the "Blind Spiritualist" Mokashiko "and others are the answers that emerged. Killing without understanding or consciousness that you are dead is the secret to creating strong, long-lasting, premium spirits of resentment.

The evil spiritual grudges The spiritual species are weakened with the passage of time. And when will it only become Buddha and travel to the underworld? Some are even called sneaky gods and remain powerful spirits for thousands of years, but they are rare examples.

But there are as many ways to sustain spiritual pain and resentment by artificial processing. According to what Yukiko heard, in the Star Charcoal Flow spell, which was the landlord of the Grieving Spirit, there is even the art of making living spirits, such as the secret of raw spiritualization.

Sachiko has an upper back for a woman, who would have more than 170. Looks like the second half of twenty. The place to get out and pull in is a stylish limb that is pulling in, wrapped in a charcoal black suit and dressed as a slack. Her hair cut off at her shoulder was deliberately flaunted by a strong demon emanating from Yukiko herself.

A wave of Japanese sword was held in Yukiko's right hand.

At her feet, a middle-aged woman, dressed in a restraint coat, connected to her head, torso, ankle and floor, and left almost incapable of any movement, is laid on her back.

"I'm not gonna kill you."

Sachiko whispers her eyebrows and tells the middle-aged woman, looking up at herself with a face distorted by fear, looking down with her worried beauty. The word now is a lie. The truth is, I kill. But I'm sure I don't kill you at this point.

Yukiko holds the knife in both hands and shakes it up slowly. done to give the subject plenty of fear.

Wave the knife. After a few seconds the blood sinks and the screams of a middle-aged woman with her eyes amputated rise.

The way blind spiritualists made grudges was simple. Despair that understood the loss of light forever. Despair at the moment you understand that you can no longer see everything in this world. Maintain that culminating despair and spiritualize grievances without even making them understand that they are dead. That's how the Blind Spirit is made.

Sachiko quickly flew off the scene and left. Press the switch you had in your left hand. There was an explosion where a middle-aged woman was. Killings carried out without making them understand to die. This timing is also the most important part of the production of the Blind Spirit.

A small spell brings to mind the spirit of a woman who has just been killed. A spirit that stretches out the sad look I was just showing and bleeds out of my eyes.

When Yukiko raised her left index finger and middle finger and waved her left hand as if to invite her to herself, the spirit was sucked into Yukiko's eyes with great speed.

(That's the 28th person...)

Keeping his eyebrows frowned, Yukiko takes a heavy sigh.

(worst case scenario ever - the more stock of blind spirits the better, given that you can also fight Junko Yukioka...)

Only the bad guys are basically the ones against whom Lucky Son kills and grudges. But Yukiko couldn't help but be heartbroken by the cursed act of keeping her a grudging spirit that she had committed murder and even inflicted pain and despair. If there is hell after death, I'm even afraid that I have a pretty miserable hell waiting for me.

However, it was a necessary force for a lucky child. No, there was no choice from the beginning, nothing but becoming a cursed being called a blind spiritualist. There will be no other way of life beyond this either.

There are organizations in the back streets that conduct various criminal businesses, but one of them is a distribution organization.

An organization that buys and wholesales a variety of products regardless of their genre, many of which are nasty bums that can't go out on the surface. There are also other consignment buying and selling, auction partitioning, and keeping the bumps.

There are three distribution organizations in Euthanasia City. One of them, "Sigh Addiction," is an organization with only five constituents and a small sales size, but has a good reputation because it sells honest and fast jobs and receives high value goods and dangerous goods compared to the other two organizations.

Because of the small number of people, I've been around a lot lately interacting with fixed customers.

It's been over three years since the first minute of the month started working with sigh poisoning. Currently, Moment One is fifteen years old. I was only in elementary school when I joined the organization.

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The content of the job is not a big deal. I think instantly that just because you're dealing with a shitty bum doesn't make you any different from a solid job if you don't even have trouble.

Danger is the biggest difference during the outbreak of that trouble, and every moment that I have experienced that danger over and over again, but for the sake of more peaceful days, I remembered that every moment was not enough.

"Oh, for a moment, your sister's out."

Natsuko Takajo, a sigh-addicted boss, points to the TV where he was relaxing in the office living room and speaks out happily.

While I wish you didn't have to report otherwise, I sat down next to Natsuko sitting on the couch and watched TV with her for a moment. I was anxious to see if it was a little too familiar, but Natsuko used to stop by, so I thought it over.

"You're still an embarrassing song about too many direct balls lyrics......"

Honestly for a moment I didn't like my sister's song. Straight and positive lyrics with no twist whatsoever cause a rejection based on their instantaneous sensibilities. I don't even hate it when it comes to singing and songs, so I always wish you could do something about the lyrics.

"That's not a good place. It's easy to understand, and it's hot. I think that's what I'm talking about."

Turn this way, Natsuko grins soothingly in the immediate vicinity. Unexpectedly, he takes a breath, but openly wonders if he's going to turn that way, and looks at the TV screen in the guise of calm.

I get a lot of consciousness about not blushing and what I look like and what they don't think when they see it, and regret sitting next to me.

Natsuko Takajo is five years older than Moment One and will be just twenty this year. She is a beauty with soothing moods, glasses and slightly drooping eyes. Kind eyes and soft expressions don't look very much like the boss of a criminal organization in the back street.

The lines of the body that clearly emerge even from the loose clothes are extremely eye poisonous for every serving moment you want to do, emphasizing whether the rich limbs are still this. Especially on that big chest, my eyes stick. In the beginning, I was thrilled to see that I was always sneaking around, but I haven't been too reluctant lately.

Moment after moment I was in love with this beautiful boss. As long as Natsuko saw the way she treated herself on a daily basis, I wonder if it might not be too much, but she didn't have the courage to step in and confirm it from herself instantly.

"Hey phone. Oh, you don't have to turn it down."

When Natsuko takes out her phone and gets up and smiles at each moment she tries to lower the volume of the TV, she leaves the living room.

"What's going on?

After a while I see Natsuko's face back as something that doesn't float, and the instant one speaks up.

"It's also a solicitation for" Higi, "a Japanese game authority. They want us to merge the organization."

Natsuko exhales small. "Nippon Play Authority" is the largest of the three distribution organizations in Euthanasia City, with more than three digit members and a monopoly of more than 90% of distribution sales in Euthanasia City.

I was persistently calling on Natsuko's organization to bring together a distribution organization in Euthanasia, something that the boss has been replacing lately.

"If it's just one organization, you'll be in business, and you'd rather have some of them compete. That said, it's practically the only solitary state of Japanese games."

"And yet I don't know if I'd bother to merge with a small organization of five constituents like us. I mean, it would actually be absorption..."

"Even small organizations are eating well into the corner of their share. No, it's a small organization, so from over there, I think it's a tattoo over your eyes. We do a good job. You don't just want to monopolize it, you want to absorb it in order to learn the iroha of commerce or make a little profit, do you? We can also absorb certain customers."

Natsuko proudly lets you stretch your chest. The action highlighted the large chest and the groin reacted unexpectedly.

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