Yukio lay on the floor of their temporary place, staring at the ceiling, when he suddenly said, “Bro, this money…
really came this easily?”
Toji was wiping down the “Little Demon Slayer.” Hearing that, he raised a brow.
“Easily?”
“You have no idea how rich those old bastards from the Zenin family are.
Just the cursed tools in their warehouse are worth billions piled together.”
He glanced at his little brother.
“A mere fifty million in exchange for a family protected by a Grade 1 sorcerer is more than worth it.”
“The old man agreeing that quickly just proves the Matsushita family is worth way more than that.”
“You think this mission was easy?”
“That was a Grade 1 sorcerer, not some stray dog on the roadside.”
Yukio blinked.
“Really?”
“How come it felt like…
that guy was just a stray dog by the road that you kicked to death?”
Toji froze for a second, then burst into laughter.
The laughter echoed through the shabby room, shaking dust from the ceiling, “Hahahahaha!”
“You’re damn right!”
He put away the blade and rarely showed such a smug expression.
“It’s not that he was weak.”
“It’s that your brother is too strong.”
Yukio curled his lips.
“You really don’t know what modesty is.”
Toji didn’t care.
“Why should I be modest with my own little brother?”
He reached out and rubbed Yukio’s head.
His tone softened for once.
“You’ll become as strong as me one day too.”
“Maybe because of that special ability of yours…”, He paused.
“You might even surpass me.”
Yukio immediately lifted his little chin proudly, “Surpass you?”
“That’s only a matter of time!”
Then he suddenly remembered something, his eyes lighting up.
“Bro, now that we’re this rich…”
“Can we move out of the Zenin family now?”
Toji looked at him.
“What?
After staying in that garbage dump for six years, you finally can’t stand it anymore?”
Yukio answered without hesitation, “Of course!”
“Only trash keeps living in a garbage dump forever.”
Toji smiled, “Alright.”
“I’ll spend the next few days figuring out where we should move.”
[The Next Morning]
The first thing Yukio did after waking up was rush into Toji’s room.
“Bro!
Wake up!
Let’s go look at houses!”
Toji sat up sleepily, yawning, “In that much of a hurry?”
He looked at Yukio’s sparkling eyes and helplessly shook his head.
“Alright, alright.
Wash up and let’s go.”
The two quickly got ready and left the Zenin family estate.
Nobody asked where they were going.
Nobody cared either.
On the road, Yukio bounced around excitedly, “Bro, fifty million…
how big a house can we buy?” This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
Toji thought for a moment.
“If we buy normally…
a small villa shouldn’t be a problem.”
“Hell yeah!”
Yukio nearly jumped into the sky on the spot.
“Finally don’t have to look at those idiots’ faces anymore!”
“Bro, where are we going to look at houses?”
Toji kept both hands in his pockets, unhurried.
“Breakfast first.”
“You don’t want to stay short forever, right?”, He paused.
“I already contacted Shirou.”
“That guy’s a broker.
He’s been dealing with society people for years, so he understands this stuff better than us.
Better than getting slaughtered like fat sheep.”
Yukio looked at him in surprise, “Oh?”
“Who would’ve thought my stupid oni-chan could actually have this kind of wisdom?”
Toji raised a fist.
Yukio immediately shrank his neck and changed the topic.
“T-then if we move out, the Zenin people won’t say anything, right?”
Toji let out a mocking laugh, “Say what?”
“They don’t have the ability to say much.”
“At most…
they’ll gossip behind our backs.”
Just after breakfast, Shirou’s familiar black luxury car stopped at the entrance right on time.
Shirou rolled down the window and waved with a smile.
“Meeting again.”
Toji wiped his mouth, “You eaten?
Want to join us if you haven’t?”
“Already ate.”
Shirou gestured for them to get in.
“Let’s talk in the car.”
The moment they got in, Yukio couldn’t help asking, “Uncle Shirou, this broker job of yours…
does it specialize in scamming rich people?
You even have a personal driver?”
Shirou laughed loudly, “Well, when meeting clients outside, you need some style.”
“Makes you look professional.”
Yukio gave a thumbs up, “Professional!”
The car drove into a quiet villa district.
Detached villas stood in neat rows with wide spacing between them, neither crowded nor deserted.
The design style was simple and elegant.
Just looking at it felt comfortable.
Yukio got nervous.
“Bro…
can we really afford a place here?”
This was inside Tokyo city limits.
Even Toji frowned slightly, “Shirou, my brother and I made a little fortune.”
“But we didn’t become billionaires.”
“I told you to find something cost-effective, not to fleece us.”
Shirou hurriedly waved his hands, “Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!”
He pointed at a detached villa ahead.
“That one’s cheap!”
The car stopped in front of a clearly abandoned four-story villa overgrown with weeds.
Its location was more remote than the others, and the surroundings were even quieter.
Shirou explained, “The original owner only lived here a few days before running away.”
“Why?”
“There’s a cursed spirit here.”
He lowered his voice.
“The owner was a businessman.
“Anyway, he owns plenty of properties.
He doesn’t care about this one.”
The corner of Toji’s mouth lifted.
“What’s the asking price?”
Shirou raised one finger, “Ten million yen.”
Yukio’s eyes lit up, “Ten million?
That cheap?!”
Toji kept one hand in his pocket.
“Works for me.”
“Buy it first, deal with the thing inside afterward.”
Toji looked at Shirou in confusion.
“He never hired someone to check it?”
Shirou chuckled, “It happened too suddenly.
He probably only wanted to get rid of it fast and never even thought about hiring someone to deal with the cursed spirit.”
“Doesn’t that just make it cheap for you guys?”
Toji nodded, “You handled this well.”
“Contact the seller.
We’re buying it now.”
The seller really was desperate.
The moment he heard someone wanted to buy it, he rushed over with the contract without another word.
He even repeatedly stressed, no backing out after buying it!
Signatures.
Fingerprints.
Done.
Seeing how straightforward the man was, Toji kindly exorcised the cursed spirit clinging to his shoulder.
It only took one strike with the Little Demon Blade.
The man didn’t even see what happened.
Toji casually waved his hand.
“Just a mosquito.”
Holding their freshly issued property certificate, the brothers stood in front of the weed-covered villa, grinning from ear to ear.
Shirou tactfully said goodbye.
“The job’s done, so I’ll get going first.”
“Congratulations to you two on your new home!”
Toji casually returned the courtesy.
“Want to stay for a meal?”
Shirou shook his head like a rattle drum.
“No, no.
I’m not a sorcerer.
I don’t want anything to do with that stuff.”
After saying that, he ran off faster than a rabbit.
After Shirou left, Toji stood with one hand in his pocket and looked at the villa.
“I’ll handle this one.”
“Wouldn’t want our new house getting wrecked.”
Yukio snorted unhappily, “Hmph, who are you looking down on?”
Still, he didn’t fight to make a move.
If the house ended up seriously damaged, that mistake wasn’t something Yukio could take responsibility for.
Toji pushed the door open and walked in.
Less than two minutes later, he came back out.
“Done.”
The furniture inside was covered in dust, and weeds filled the yard.
There was no way they could stay here tonight.
Toji took out his phone.
“I already contacted property management.
They’ll arrange people to clean and fix the place up.”
Looking at the big villa that was about to become theirs, Yukio happily spun in circles.
“So cool, bro!”
Toji rubbed his head.
“Let’s go.”
“In a few days, we’ll move into the new house.”