The Mountains Have No Subway Service

"Yes, Young Master. All members will arrive by tomorrow evening."

Upon hearing that the destination was Japan, Sebas, while puzzled, also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Japan Onmyoji are very xenophobic, they are still much easier to deal with compared to the numerous and highly skilled Cultivator.

But speaking of which, didn't our Young Master go to study in China? Why did he suddenly go to Japan to cause trouble again?

That's some serious jumping ability!

"As expected of Lady Elena's son, he has truly surpassed his mother."

As someone who also watched Elena grow up and knew her intimately, Sebas couldn't help but feel such emotions.

After ending his call with Sebas, Bell found himself with nothing to do again.

After chatting for a while with Yomi, who had just finished showering, and Nanami, who had come in out of boredom to join the fun, his long-awaited takeout finally arrived!

"Speaking of Sakamoto and his buddies, why haven't they come back yet? Are they really planning to run back?"

While fiddling with the grill, Bell complained.

The food delivery has arrived, but Sakamoto and the others still haven't shown up? Are those guys like snails?

"Boss, I... I really can't run anymore!"

On a deserted mountain road, Shimizu spoke weakly to Sakamoto ahead.

They had been running for half a day on this desolate road with no village or shop in sight, and he simply couldn't go on any longer.

"Why are you making such a fuss? Didn't you just get a break?"

Sakamoto, also covered in sweat, glared at Shimizu with a look of exasperation.

He, the boss, hasn't even complained about being tired yet, but the underling is the one who's already giving up?

"Boss! That happened 10 minutes ago! We've been running for another 10 minutes already! When will this ever end?!"

"Shimizu said mournfully.

If he kept running, he really would vomit his lungs out.

"That's why I said before that we should be provided with a car, but the boss just can't bear to part with it."

At this moment, Duanmu suddenly spoke up.

If they had a car, they might already be back at the Odd Jobs Shop by now, instead of having to walk around in this place where it's impossible to hail a taxi.

"Perfect match! Perfect match for your head!"

Upon hearing Duanmu's complaint, Sakamoto angrily slapped him on the head.

"The company car is free? Huh!?"

Do you know how tight our finances are?

Without my frugal lifestyle, would I have the money to buy those ridiculously expensive spell materials? Would I have the money to buy you Artificial Shikigami?

"Huh!? Say something!"

Sakamoto pointed at Duanmu's nose and scolded him loudly, his spittle almost hitting Duanmu's face.

He spent over ten million Japanese Yen last month to buy this guy an Artificial Shikigami. And this guy, not only is he ungrateful, but now he dares to call him stingy?

How dare you!

"But... but I said back then that we should buy a Transformers Shikigami that can Transfiguration a car. That way, we'd have a means of transportation, right?"

Duanmu said in a low voice, looking unsure of himself.

"Transformers! Transformers! I'll make you Transformers!"

With each word he spoke, Sakamoto slapped Duanmu across the face, causing the latter to run away with his head in his hands.

Just kidding, buying Artificial Shikigami that can Transfiguration a car costs more than a million Japanese Yen more than a regular Artificial Shikigami!

With that much money, he could go to Kabukicho and find so many beautiful... cough cough cough!

In short... that's how it is...

"Shut up, all of you! Use your energy for running instead of talking nonsense! Otherwise, you'll all be spending the night here!"

After saying that, Sakamoto ignored the wails of his men and continued running forward on his own.

These ungrateful wretches! He always took such good care of them. Now that they've encountered a little difficulty, they're turning their backs on him and complaining about everything.

Let's see how he deals with these guys later!

However, it seems I'll need to buy a car when I get back.

It wasn't that he was too tired to continue after running back and forth like that.

Honestly, the surprised and puzzled looks those people from the Countermeasures Office gave him when they drove past them made him wish he could dig a hole and bury himself on the spot!

Ignoring the fact that he was in a remote mountain area with no subway or bus access, Bell was happily eating barbecue.

I have to say, of all the takeout I've ordered these past few days, today's barbecue was the only one that was reasonably good.

Of course, Yomi's superb skills also played a part, resulting in crispy on the outside and tender on the inside roasted meat slices, thanks to the perfect timing of the heat.

Previously, after seeing Bell eagerly pick up a piece of meat that wasn't fully cooked and put it in his mouth, Yomi took over the power of grilling the meat and no longer allowed Bell, who was getting in the way, to put his chopsticks on the grill.

A series of afterimages flashed by as Yomi, with the imposing air of wielding a knife, neatly arranged slices of roasted meat on the wire mesh.

Then, she flipped the grilled meat with one hand and spread sauce with the other. The two hands worked together in perfect harmony, creating a smooth and beautiful effect.

As Bell ate the grilled meat that Yomi had placed on his plate, Bell felt for the first time today that acquiring this Shikigami was definitely worthwhile.

From now on, even if Lim isn't around, someone will still cook for him.

"It wasn't for nothing that I almost lost my life before!"

The unassuming Bell is so easily satisfied.

Time flew by and it was evening of the next day. All 100 members of the Special Operations Team had arrived in Japan.

To accommodate these 100 people, Bell personally expanded the space in the Odd Jobs Shop during the day.

"Young Master, the entire Third Division Special Operations Team has assembled and is awaiting your instructions!"

Jennifer Myers looked at Bell excitedly and said.

She was the captain of the Third Division, the only female captain, and the only captain who had never had any contact with Bell.

Although Jennifer had never actually met Bell, she was already very familiar with all the amazing feats her Young Master had accomplished.

Jennifer was able to stand out from hundreds of team members and become the only female captain. She was even more warlike than the other two captains.

Therefore, Jennifer was so frustrated that she wanted to kill someone for not being able to participate in the previous large-scale operations.

It was precisely because he was frightened by Jennifer's eyes, which seemed to want to stab him twice, that Sebas specifically arranged for the Third Division to come this time, instead of the First Division, which was more familiar with Bell.

There was no other way; Sebas was really afraid that one day while he was asleep, Jennifer would burst into the room, pull out a machete, and chop him into eight pieces.

"Yes, very good."

Nodding, Bell smiled with satisfaction as he looked at the energetic family members before him.

Look at that stinky rat, where does it think it can run to this time!