Fish Prison

"Here you go, this is your wage for the week."
After passing over a small pouch, the woman with her legs crossed behind the desk casually made a 'Check' in a notebook and then, without looking up, waved her hand to dismiss him and said:
"Remember to file your taxes... Next!"
"Wait a minute!"
After pouring out the coins from the pouch and looking at the eight large and one small, totaling nine filthy coins in his palm, Leon couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock, almost wanting to pounce on her and fight to the death right there and then.
"Damn it! I just repelled the evil god who was trying to erode the world this Tuesday! You bastard even wants to deduct the salary of the savior?"

I! Cleaner!

*"As long as someone is still trying, isn't that always better than giving up completely?"*  


Hearing the straightforward yet determined words from the female police officer, Leon couldn't resist using the Black Goat's soul vision to observe the state of her soul.  


Although the bright white soul carried a hint of lingering restlessness, its glow was somewhat glaring. Still, it burned persistently, fervently flickering.  


It was like a small flame just kindled, striving to radiate warmth to its surroundings, trying to bring a touch of warmth to a small part of the world around it with its still immature light.  


Unfortunately, nearby her wasn't a vulnerable soul awaiting warmth, but rather a surge of cold fire desperately needing to erupt.  


*This person... will surely become an obstacle for us in the future!*  


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