The god of war, Jian Su, who had descended at the ceremony, was sent back to the Yun Nation,

Oro was also dealt with accordingly.

Although it was inevitable that some damage was caused to the roads and buildings in the process, fortunately, no innocent people were injured.

It seemed that..,

The matter seemed to have been satisfactorily resolved..?

Well..,

It didn't.

In fact..,

It was only three days after the ceremony..,

A certain red-haired evil spirit came uninvited.

With the intention of breaking into the three mansions.

Unfortunately, just as he was about to climb up the wall..,

He was slapped down by a large katana that flew through the air.

"... Damn it!"

The evil spirit who fell from the wall in a sorry state wiped his face,

Although he was cursing fiercely, he bitterly realized that he was actually far less angry than he had imagined. Oh..,

Could it be that he had been slapped in the face by a certain Fu Mourning God for a long time, so he was already used to it?!

No, no, no..,

How could this kind of thing be allowed!

He had to show the dignity and kindness of a great monster..

"Oro."

Following a cold voice..,

A pair of wooden clogs appeared in the vision of the evil spirit.

The person's golden anklets refracted an overly dazzling light under the bright sun,

It was so dazzling that the evil spirit couldn't help but close his eyes. Tsk, it was indeed this guy..

A lifelong enemy.

Even if he didn't look up..,

Oro could guess who had come.

The aura that he had been brewing before seemed to have disappeared all of a sudden.

The red-haired evil spirit lazily turned over and lay on his back on the ground without caring about his image. "Humph."

Jinjian looked down at this overly casual uninvited guest and said with a calm expression, "This is not a place you should be."

The meaning of asking the guest to leave was quite obvious.

It was so straightforward that it was a little unreasonable.

Oro turned over and sat up.

He raised his eyebrows and revealed a standard mocking expression.

But in the next moment..,

He seemed to have thought of something and forced himself to swallow his provocative words.

Then, Oro grabbed his hair and held his head. After hesitating for a while, he slowly said, "I want to ask you... for help."

"Help?"

Jinjian did not mind the man's awkward expression. He immediately thought of the reason for his visit. "About Haruaki Abe's contract?"

"… You even know about this?"

In the face of Oro's astonishment, Jinjian was very calm. "It's not easy for you to get the gratitude of others."

Fu Mourning God paused for a moment. Looking at the anxious expression of the evil spirit, he said with understanding, "None of them succeeded in the past three days, right?"

Oro: "…"

Seeing this, Jinjian did not say anything else. He raised his hand to summon his original body, then turned and walked into the courtyard. "Follow me."

In fact, Jinjian had already guessed that there would be problems with Oro's contract, but he didn't expect that Oro wouldn't even last three days.

Although Oro was a little useless, Jinjian had already decided to intervene during the ceremony. Now that the other party had come knocking on his door, there was no reason for him to ignore them.

… …

"Help Oro get gratitude?"

When Jinjian led Oro to the courtyard and explained the situation, the Fu Mourning God of Sanjo, who were bored to death, showed an unprecedented interest in this matter.

Thus, the group gathered in the courtyard. The tall trees blocked the sunlight, and the shadows cast by the trees brought an indescribable coolness.

The flowers and plants scattered around the courtyard straightened their backs and stretched their branches and leaves, soft and reserved, enjoying this rare pleasant afternoon.

The Fu Mourning God sat in the corridor, with light tea and pastries in their hands, and discussed Oro's problem.

The wind chimes hanging above their heads rang from time to time, as if they were chatting with the group.

Xiaotiangou sat on Rock Melting's shoulder, swinging her feet briskly, and said, "I don't think it's difficult. As long as you help those in trouble, you'll usually be thanked."

Sanchū Sōjin nodded, then elegantly put down the teacup in his hand, and said with a smile, "Hahahaha, you're right. This old grandpa is very grateful to those who take care of me."

— — From a certain point of view, Sanchū, as a recipient, could be said to be quite experienced.

Jinjian didn't say anything, but looked at the demon not far away, obviously waiting for him to say something.

"Help others?

I've already tried this kind of thing! "

Oro sat on the ground casually, and bit his nails in annoyance, "But that group of weak humans all ran away when they saw me … Although I caught them later, but …"

His voice gradually grew softer and softer. Judging from the dangerous expression on the King of Cruelty's face, it was clear that the outcome was not ideal.

Jinjian said, "So, the main problem now is — — the recipients don't want to accept your help."

After saying that, Jinjian paused for a moment, and felt a little puzzled, "But why? Ordinary humans shouldn't know that you're Oro."

Since they didn't know, even if Oro was evil, they should only see him as a stranger, and there was no reason for them to run away.

After Jinjian finished speaking, Oro nodded in agreement, obviously very puzzled — — That's right, he didn't reveal his identity, so what were those humans afraid of?!

Seeing the two people in confusion, Ishikaga Maru couldn't help but say, "Brother, don't you think — — Oro's appearance is far beyond the acceptable range of ordinary people?"

Hearing that, Jinjian looked at the evil spirit again — — black cloak, fur collar, animal tooth necklace, tycoon gold earrings, pointed ears, long horns, super thick smoky makeup …

After three seconds of silence, Jinjian turned his head and looked at his Odoudou, "Is that so?"

In fact, he didn't think there was anything strange or scary about it.

Fu Mourning God, "…"

— — You're surprisingly slow in this regard, Anigia.

No, if he thought about it carefully, Jinjian didn't seem to have any special reaction to Sanchū Sōjin, who was known as the most beautiful sword, or even to his own face that could make people speechless.

— — Are you face blind, Anigia?!!!

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As for whether Jinjian was face blind or had an unusual aesthetic sense, Mijo didn't want to think about it at all, and they didn't dare to explore it in the future.

In short, Ishikaga Maru said with certainty, "Oro's appearance has reached a 'scary' level in the eyes of ordinary people. If he doesn't change, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to even get close to humans."

Putting aside the strange clothes, with the pointed horns and ears, it was obvious that he was a demon. It would be strange if he didn't run away.

"Is that so?" Jinjian thought.

"Tsk, that's why humans are troublesome.

They run away in panic at the slightest movement, and easily get injured and die. They are timid and weak — — how unpleasant! "

Oro held his head and touched his horns, looking quite unhappy, "So now, what should we do?"

Komusubi thought for a while and proposed, "Do you know the Transformation Technique, the kind that can change your appearance?"

"Huh?

I'm not that guy Babei. Only fox demons are good at this kind of thing. "

Oro was obviously quite disdainful of this kind of ability that didn't have any offensive power. After saying that, he looked at the two furry balls on Komusubi's head and gnawed his nails in disgust, "It seems that you are also a fox, no wonder …"

At this time, Jinjian, who was originally quietly watching not far away, suddenly turned his head and glanced at them indifferently.

Oro immediately bit his tongue and became inexplicably quiet — — What was going on just now? It was as if he suddenly felt a great danger, and he was so scared that his hair stood on end.

Although it was strange that Oro suddenly became quiet, the Fu Mourning God didn't pay too much attention to it, and the discussion quickly continued.

"How about a disguise?"

Although Xiaotiangou said this, he couldn't help but feel troubled, "Well, I'm afraid that the horns on Oro's head are not easy to deal with."

"How about wearing a hat like me?" Rock Melting pointed at the hood of his monk robe and laughed heartily, "It's quite convenient."

"This …" Xiaotiangou looked at Oro's two horns that almost extended horizontally on both sides, and said hesitantly, "Probably can't cover it."

"This is indeed a bit difficult, actually I think it's possible …"

Then, the Sanjō Group had a very heated discussion about Oro's horns, and there was no sign of a conclusion at all.

Finally, after a few minutes of deadlock, the sound of a sword being unsheathed suddenly silenced the people who were still discussing.

"Very noisy."

The silver-haired Fu Mourning God's indifferent gaze swept over the people, and in an instant, everyone straightened their backs and sat up straight.

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Then, the Fu Mourning God pushed the hilt of his sword with one hand, and looked at the evil spirit's horns, and said slowly, "Just cut off the unnecessary things."

His tone was exceptionally calm, as if he was just cutting off something insignificant.

…

… It's not insignificant, bastard!

Oro grabbed his horns with unprecedented speed, and gulped, "What do you want to do?!"

The silver-haired Fu Mourning God walked closer and looked at him condescendingly, "I thought I had made it very clear."

"Why are you doing this, I didn't do anything wrong this time!" Oro had already begun to reflexively reflect on himself.

"Oh?" Jinjian narrowed his eyes slightly, "Weren't you the one who asked me to help?"

Oro, "…"

Why was he always the one who got hurt?!

… QAQ

In the end, when Oro held the fallen horns in his hands, he finally confirmed one thing — his powerful self-healing ability was also effective on the horns.

It was really worth celebrating.

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