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!

    It was a bit later, in the suite on the east wing of the main building of Ryan Manor.  


　　After respectfully bowing to the blond middle-aged man, the butler responsible for entertaining Leon and the others began his report,  


　　"After the two guests entered the exhibition building, they first tied up the third person and placed him on a sofa, then entered the genealogy hall, staying there for nearly six hours.  


　　As you requested, we counted about seventy records they reviewed, focusing on the last sixty years, covering six areas: timelines, major events, genealogies, missing persons and death lists, and industry reports..."  


　　Everything else is understandable, but why the missing persons and death lists?  


　　Upon hearing this, the blond middle-aged man furrowed his brow, raised his hand to signal the butler to stop reporting, and actively asked,  


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