Muimui-tan

- One...

"He was an out-of-the-box, unresponsive man."

The big man in the overalls comes back with a big laugh at Gahahaha. No, no, it's crazy, isn't it?

"What is that power?

I was asking the man in the overalls to eat it. Not very, but not a convincing force.

"That's the power of it? This is the protection of your Buddha."

The big man in the overalls is laughing all the time saying he can explain it all. No, really, what is it?

The man in this coat of work. He's like a separated fool. Plus, the witch over there uses a strange technique...

"What is the Seventh Demon Leader?

The faint-headed, demonic old man who heard my words, looked at me, sent a snuggly glance, and squealed ahem. No, that explanation...

"Kamashi Kamashi -"

You noticed me in trouble, an old fashioned military uniform guy opens his mouth with a big sigh.

"I'll explain."

But besides, the girl in the witch's clothes was waiting. No more, anyone can explain.

"The mood that has arisen from the meteorite that is the source of this disturbance - whatever the difference in quantity and scale, it has been around for a long time."

How long have you been mad at me?

"Chi distorts and degenerates the world of men, creating such beings as ghosts and monsters"

Hmm? Wait, wait, wait. Did I say monster?

"They were thought to exist only in stories, such as myths and old stories, and they were, in part, really there."

Not everything, but monsters and such are real - were there?

"It is we who have slaughtered those distortions of the world in the shadows of ghosts and monsters"

You mean the troops that have exorcised monsters and ghosts?

"Right. Formerly on the stage as a floral government post in the morning court, and now that I'm depressed, I'm secretly in the back world."

A demonic old man flies a wink over here.

"To deal with a monster, you're going to need the power to do it"

The old fashioned military uniform man wore his military hat deeply, even indoors, and laughed niggardly.

You mean the Seventh Devil's Corps is a secret unit to deal with outsiders?

"Alas, I can see the base. Looks like you're safe!

A demonic old man shouts a happy voice.

Hmm?

Island on your left, mainland on your right... and possibly here. Whoa, isn't that pretty southbound? Take the liberty of getting this far - me, how long have I been passing out?

"Entering the port. Get ready."

A man in a white uniform gives instructions.

And this ship entered the port, and I was dropped off there. The only people I came down with were this demonic old man and the Seventh Demon Leader. The man in the white uniform, the man who was operating the ship, seems to linger.

"This way."

Guided by a man in an old-fashioned military uniform, he enters the armoured car that was provided, runs the base and is led to a single building. All the troublesome procedures, etc., they do. I'm just gonna keep up with the flush.

Upon entering the facility, a woman appeared.

"Here they are"

"Do you think we can talk?

The woman nods and answers the question of the man in the old military uniform. Even so, this face is supposed to be full of pretty demonic looking people, but it's a face pass. I don't care how much you say you're in the same organization. It's active in the back, you're a bunch of jerks, aren't you? A little bit - oh, well. Is this facility in this base for these people? Then you can convince me of the facepath.

"They are private rooms, but from which do they meet?

It's a private room. Fine, because you're in a great position. Does that mean? Even so, her, huh? You mean a woman, right?

"For starters, right. From thunder, please."

The woman nods and guides the institution. Along the way, when I saw the open room, the pipe beds lined up. And on that line of pipe beds are bandaged people - here, in a medical facility or something?

It was a small room in the back of the facility.

As we walked into the room, the woman who woke up from the top of the bed was waiting for us.

"Again, were you the captains"

A skinny, long woman.

"You've noticed, that's great."

The skinny woman was sighing loudly at the words of the man in the old military uniform.

"Stop flattering me. More than that, Captain, there was a mix of strange footsteps..."

There was a heterogeneous object over the woman's long stretched dark hair.

"Someone who might join the new team."

"Instead of raw?

Skinny women tilt their necks.

"I want to know what's going on around there. We haven't got all the information here yet."

"So you were"

over the skinny woman's head. That moves pimply. You realize I'm looking at that of a woman, and she looks at me better.

"No, you're right. Before you do that, introduce yourself."

The man in the old uniform also looks at me and urges the skinny woman to introduce herself. The skinny woman who hears that bows her head and laughs at me here.

"I'm Thunder, Thunder, Moon Ying (Yuein). As you can see, I'm a ghost possessor."

Above the woman's head, the ears of a hairy animal were whispered. You mean it's really beast ears growing, not fashion such as kachusha!?