Putting the luggage bag on the tatami, Denci looked around the room with a 'wow' look on his face: "Brother Fu, your home is quite luxurious, isn't it?"
With a tired look on his face, Mr. Fu hung his coat on the hanger in the entrance hall and loosened his tie: "As promised before, you can stay at my house, but you must abide by the rules..."
"I know, I know. Shower frequently, change clothes frequently, don't be picky about food, share housework, and don't occupy the bathroom for more than 30 minutes in the morning. I'm not allowed to enter your bedroom, and you're not allowed to touch the second drawer of the bookcase."
Denji waved his hand perfunctorily:
"I remember it all. Brother Fu, you are so long-winded. You said it five times along the way."
Mr. Fu sighed inwardly and felt even more tired. There was no way, this was Mr. Suzhan's commission, saying that it was not a long-term solution for Denci to live alone in the apartment of a police demon hunter, and Denci was not a human being in theory.
Demon, it will be very troublesome if other people staying in the apartment find out.
Therefore, Mr. Suzhan hopes that he can let Dianci borrow it for a period of time, and then move out after Dianci saves enough money.
Sigh... Although it can be foreseen that it will become very troublesome in the next period of time, who asked his respected boss to speak?
He had no idea that Su Zhan was throwing the trouble that Heather had thrown at him onto him, and deep down in his heart he was still vaguely complacent about Mr. Su Zhan's trust in him.
Just like that, Denji packed his bags and moved into Mr. Fu's luxurious apartment in Shinjuku District.
After getting along with him for a few days, Mr. Fu felt that Denci was not as difficult to deal with as he had imagined.
First of all, Denci is not picky about his food at all, he really eats whatever he is given. Considering what Mr. Suzhan told him about Denci’s previous miserable life experience, this makes sense.
Then, Denci unexpectedly talked about hygiene and cleanliness. When I first met Denci in Mr. Suzhan’s office, he was just a dirty and smelly sloppy kid. Now it seems that he can understand it a little better.
After all, it is very difficult to survive in such an extremely depressing living environment. How can we talk about hygiene?
Finally, Dianci was very diligent in doing housework. He learned how to use the washing machine twice after being taught how to use it. Mr. Fu set up a table for tasks such as washing dishes, mopping the floor, and washing clothes at home. The two of them had their own values each week.
Number of days.
From this point of view, Mr. Fu feels that he has raised a very obedient son, but he has never read a book and has no common sense. It doesn't matter, these can be taught slowly, and Mr. Fu is confident that he can teach Denci to become a qualified police demon hunter.
As long as I can live until that time.
On the dining table, the steaming sukiyaki pot is emitting steam and rich aroma.
"I'm starting!" Denci shouted perfunctorily with his hands clasped together, and then he couldn't wait to pick up a large piece of beef soaked in soup with his chopsticks, dip it in the egg liquid, and then put the whole piece of beef into his mouth.
, he was suddenly so hot that he grinned.
"Young man, please dip more egg liquid into it to cool down before eating." Mr. Fu, who was sitting opposite, had a glass of beer in front of him and kept switching TV channels with the remote control: "Is the sukiyaki hotpot delicious?"
"It's so delicious! It's so delicious!" There were tears in the corners of Denci's eyes, and he didn't know whether they were moved or burned: "Brother Fu, can I eat this every day from now on?"
"Idiot, how can you eat every day? Eating once in a while is already a luxury."
Selecting TV Tokyo, which was broadcasting news, Mr. Fu also picked up a chopstick of beef, soaked it in the egg liquid for a few seconds, waited for it to cool down, then put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly: "Well, it's delicious."
There was oolong tea in Denci's cup. He picked up the cup and touched it with Mr. Fu, then raised his neck and drank half of the cup. Seeing that Mr. Fu was watching TV, he poured all the good stuff from the sukiyaki pot into his own bowl.
folder.
Beef! What a big piece! Another piece! Take this piece away too!
Tofu? Well, bring it over too...ah, it fell on the table.
Cabbage, take it away!
Shrimp? Brother Fu definitely doesn’t like eating it, so I’ll help him eat it!
The voice of the anchor reciting the news came from the TV——[Zurich, Switzerland, officially held a press conference today to announce that the six explorers who disappeared on the Matterhorn four days ago were all successfully rescued thanks to the efforts of the Swiss private rescue team.
.The leader of this Swiss private rescue team is the famous Dr. Mosch, who published...]
Mr. Fu took a sip of beer and looked at the TV screen, lost in thought.
"What are you looking at, Brother Fu?" Denci asked curiously after finally swallowing the cabbage stuffed in his mouth.
"I'm looking at this Dr. Moxi." Mr. Fu pointed with his chopsticks at a photo of a silver-haired beauty that appeared on the TV.
"Wow, what a beautiful beauty." Denci's eyes widened: "Brother Fu, do you know her?"
"No, but I know her."
Mr. Fu took another sip of beer before putting down his glass:
"Moshe Ziegler became famous as a Swiss folk demon hunter two years ago. It is said that she signed a contract with a very powerful demon and was able to control its power. This woman not only obtained multiple doctorates in medicine,
I also founded the 'Cradle of Mercy', a non-governmental relief organization to fight against evil, half a month ago, and I have been very active during this period."
"Do we even have to take care of the Swiss side? We are very busy with the Demon Special Class."
"Although we are all demon hunters, we are also competitors. After all, we represent our respective countries and interests. When necessary, we may even become mortal enemies facing each other with swords. You must remember this, Denji."
"Hi, hi, hi, can I have a glass of juice?"
"No, you drank four bottles of orange juice today, and your juice intake is already enough."
"whispering sound!"
"Wait, where's the beef? And my favorite cabbage! Ah! Why did the tofu fall on the table? What a waste!"
"I don't know, but I feel like a gluttonous demon just slipped in and ate everything."
"Even if there is a devil, it's not a gluttonous devil, it's a lying devil! Damn it, I just ate a piece of beef, and I paid a lot of money to buy the top of the beef..."
Mr. Fu looked sadly at the pot, only the mushrooms and green onions were left.
Dianci Xianbao pushed the pot towards Mr. Fu: "Brother Fu, the green onions are delicious, do you want to try them?"
At this moment, the anchor's voice came out from the TV again——
[Four days ago, our reporter encountered a sudden demonic attack at Fusfu Plaza in Shinjuku District. He witnessed death threats and beatings from police demon hunters, and witnessed an innocent citizen being framed as an accomplice of the demon. Here, I
Taiwan issued a solemn statement...]
As the anchor made a righteous complaint, the TV screen turned into a constantly shaking and dim underground parking lot scene.
Mr. Fu and Denji only watched it for a while and discovered that the video had been heavily edited. There was no scene of Mr. Fu and others fighting desperately. Only the unfavorable scene of Uchiha Speedbreaker beating a man and threatening the hostage was left.
The brief scene of the gentlemen and the others negotiating a deal with the car demon ended up in the vicious scene of Denji transforming into a chainsaw man and looking like a demon.
Mr. Fu dropped the chopsticks in his hand on the table. He was stunned for a few seconds and then rushed to the phone, picked up the receiver, and started dialing tremblingly. The response he received from the receiver was that the other party was busy.
Denji, on the other hand, was lying in front of the TV, looking intoxicated at the image of himself transforming into a chainsaw man, and kept mumbling: "So handsome! So cool! I'm so handsome? Pochita, have you seen it?"
When the two of us joined forces, it became really popular!"
At the same time, in Su Zhan's office, he was sitting on the sofa with a phone receiver, with a calm expression:
"Did you do it, Makima?"
A chuckle came from the other side: "Mr. Su Zhan, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
"Tepco doesn't have the guts to broadcast this news. It's true that you are interfering in the decision-making of the higher-ups."
"News? What are you talking about? I'm getting more and more confused..."
Click! The phone hung up.
Su Zhan stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, where several birds fluttered past.
As expected, Machima couldn't help but take action.
On the one hand, she wants to suppress herself and the peculiar class, on the other hand, she takes the initiative to announce the existence of Denji to the demons and demon hunters around the world.
Now, the whole world knows that [Chainsaw Man] is in Japan.
Playing right into Heather's hands.
Now, Denji is temporarily out of Makima's control. Makima enters the game in order to get the Chainsaw Man. She thinks her opponent is Quick Slash, but she doesn't know that there is a more sinister person hiding behind the scenes to watch the show.
The first phase of development unfolded exactly according to Heather's plan, and it was time to move on to the next step.