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!

    Leon, who had found himself unexpectedly empty-handed after playing the role of a "flying thief," couldn't help but frown. He reached out to press his hand against the Black Goat's forehead, intending to use soul vision to locate his target.


    However, the Black Goat in the shopping bag tilted its head slightly, avoiding his fingers, and quietly reminded him:


    "Don't use our ability just yet, not even the soul vision! The scent of hearts is everywhere here. Just like we can detect its traces, it's bound to find us too!"


    Sniffing like a dog, the Black Goat muttered with a mix of joy and worry:


    "The scent is really strong, huh. Looks like our heart is doing much better than us... Tsk..."


    Hearing the Black Goat's monologue, Leon, who was about to leave and find the next target, couldn't help but give it a sidelong glance.


    *Goodness, it's not about fearing your brother's hardships, but fearing your brother drives a Range Rover, right?*


0099 Ruthless move! Two-in-one ha~_1