His consciousness was rising, continuously ascending, transcending the flesh, transcending the material plane, transcending spiritual existence, entering the deepest depths of the world.
Vaguely, he seemed to hear a familiar mechanical sound. Immediately after, an indescribable, transcendental power sprayed forth from the depths of his soul, transforming into a beam of light.
A supreme, most holy, endlessly brilliant light. Runes that seemed to contain all the mysteries of the universe turned into a flood, surging out from within the radiance.
Countless flowing golden runes interwove, constructed, perished, flowed, and cycled, forming a magnificent pair of wings composed of pure scriptures of light that spread out.
In this moment, he felt as if he had transformed into a Golden Eagle soaring above the worlds, transcending everything. He let out an eagle's cry that resounded through the deep layers of the world, spread his wings, and lunged down toward his target.
Vaguely, he seemed to hear some kind of miserable scream, like the wail of prey meeting its natural predator.
But the sound came to an abrupt halt halfway through, as if it had been instantly killed.
Immediately afterward, an infinite appetite engulfed him. In a trance, he felt as if he had returned to his previous life.
He had arrived at his favorite private kitchen restaurant, where a table full of delicacies was served. He ate until his mouth was slick with oil, gorging himself to his heart's content.
....
Reality.
With just that one reach of Roser's hand toward the rolling, struggling sack.
The moment contact was made, it froze, as if the pause button had been pressed.
Immediately after.
The middle-aged butler and the two hulking men groaned in unison, their spirits suffering a heavy blow.
In a trance, they seemed to see a majestic, golden, brilliant silhouette spreading its wings and soaring into the sky...
The miserable scream of some life form resounded in the depths of everyone's consciousness.
By the time they came back to their senses, in their sluggish gaze...
Reality seemed to distort for an instant. In the pitch-black center, the sack trembled slightly, then suddenly collapsed.
Everything returned to a peaceful daily routine.
Only that wrinkled sack remained, landing lightly on the ground as if it had never held anything inside, resembling a piece of sucked-dry human skin.
A full two breaths of time passed.
Only then did Mr. Roser, who had such a big reputation in Shinjuku, slowly withdraw his hand, his face wearing an expression of casual indifference.
He pulled a white handkerchief from the butler's jacket pocket, wiped his hands, and said plainly, "It was indeed him."
"Gulp~"
The two security guards, built like black towers, swallowed in unison, their eyes still holding a trace of blankness.
That unlucky male teacher was indeed caught by their own hands and stuffed inside by their own hands, right?
Their eyes had been staring at it the whole time; there shouldn't have been any anomalies.
And it just disappeared like that?
Also, the chewing and swallowing sounds they just heard in their daze must have been hallucinations, right? They absolutely had to be!
That male teacher they captured with their own hands definitely wasn't eaten, right?
At this moment.
Two iron-tower giants, weighing nearly five hundred catties combined, looked like helpless Gretchins who had run into a Great Demon King's lair.
"Cough... Mr. Roser, is the problem resolved? There won't be any more issues at Shuchiin Academy?"
The middle-aged butler's mental fortitude was impressive. He opened his throat, which had gone dry at just the right moment, and struggled to maintain his bearing as a butler of the Shinomiya family.
After all, the Family Head, Oko Shinomiya, was the Chairman of the Shuchiin Academy Board of Directors. No matter how scared he was, he had to ask clearly.
"Yes, it's resolved."
Roser nodded, speaking casually. "But it's not just Shuchiin. From now on, the ghost story of Class 3 will no longer exist."
As he spoke, he subconsciously touched his stomach.
To be honest, although he didn't taste much flavor, there was indeed a strange sense of satisfaction, as if his soul had achieved completion and then sublimated.
It gave one a feeling of eagerness to try again.
If only there were another one...
Moreover, the Matrix system had spammed a whole screen of dense notifications, but he didn't have the time to look at them now.
"That is good..."
The middle-aged butler breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as it was resolved. The two people who died at the start of the school term had already made the Shinomiya family's situation worse.
If anyone else died, Oko Shinomiya would be so anxious his bald head would start producing oil... Wait, did he just say it would never exist again?
The butler suddenly raised his head. "Mr. Roser, do you mean..."
Roser waved his hand nonchalantly. "Since I took the remuneration, naturally I have to solve the root of the problem.
"Otherwise, the deceased is just an anchor for that thing in reality. Removing the anchor is meaningless; next year, a school would suffer harm all the same."
That kind of understatement.
That casualness, as if he had crushed a bug.
The butler and the bodyguards were all awed on the spot.
That heavy artillery shot in the classroom had fully demonstrated this person's frontal combat power.
And the scene that had just occurred demonstrated an even more terrifying ability on the metaphysical side.
Real talk.
Even facing a fire dragon comparable to heavy artillery, they didn't want to face that incomprehensible scene just now.
They finally understood why this person had such a big reputation in Shinjuku.
It would be damn weird if it wasn't big.
"Alright, since the matter is settled, I'll be going first. Remember to wire the final payment to my account."
Paying no mind to the people whose expressions looked like revolving lanterns, Roser waved his hand and walked out.
At this time.
"Yes!"
The middle-aged butler snapped back to reality and immediately bowed his head, showing unprecedented respect.
Although he didn't say it, he had already decided to directly triple the reward—no, thirty times.
And this was despite the Shinomiya family currently facing internal trouble and outside aggression, with tight funds.
To establish a relationship with such a transcendent figure was absolutely worth it.
.....
"Ding. Bank card received 300,000,000 Yen! Attached message: Hello Mr. Roser, I am Oko Shinomiya, and also the employer for this task. I am extremely grateful for Mr. Roser's help.
Would you be free to have a drink together recently?"
Damn, this polite?
Roser looked at the deposit notification, the corners of his mouth lifting.
Look, look, this is the manifestation of ability.
Relying on his own wisdom and talent, plus a little bit of help from his cheat, he had easily earned a huge sum that a corporate slave wouldn't earn in a lifetime.
Originally, the final payment was only five million yen.
About two years of income for a corporate slave. This wave directly flipped it sixty times over.
Instantly.
Roser's back straightened even more.
Only after coming to Tokyo did he realize what the hell a corporate slave hellscape was.
An ordinary person earns over two hundred thousand yen. The tax isn't high, five percent.
The problem is, over forty thousand a month for social insurance, over ten thousand for health insurance, thirty thousand for welfare pension, and all sorts of exorbitant miscellaneous taxes.
Less than two hundred thousand reaches the hand.
Then a bowl of ramen is over a thousand yen, a random drink is several hundred yen, and fruit is sold by the piece! Plus the ten percent consumption tax.
It equals ten percent of your money on hand being deducted. Corporate slaves who only dare to order a glass of alcohol and a skewer of meatballs to sit all night after work are the norm.
And that's if they have a house. If they don't...
Let's put it this way: the most economical student dorms are fifty thousand yen a month.
Anywhere else is casually over one hundred thousand yen.
Corporate slaves are truly slaves; it's only enough to stay alive.
Oh right, Neon has a head tax.
If an ordinary person's monthly income exceeds ninety thousand yen, they have to pay tax.
Disabled people, widows, minors—if monthly income exceeds one hundred and eighty thousand, they also have to pay head tax...
There are so many tax items your head will buzz.
In short, Roser wasn't surprised at all that resentment was so thick in a broken place like Tokyo.
He was only surprised that a Ghost King hadn't been born yet to open the eyes of the Tokyo conglomerate lords.
In fact.
Even for an elite charlatan like Roser who earned over twenty million a year, life wasn't considered that great.
The quality of life was about the same as his previous life with a monthly income of twenty thousand. The only benefit was that electronic goods and luxury items were relatively cheap.
Previously, whether it was breaking up with Haruno, breaking up with Toka, or breaking up with the big star Mai Sakurajima, the reason was always... he couldn't withstand the temptation.
Sorry, 2D female protagonists are just too fragrant; he couldn't withstand it at all.
Those few 2D beautiful girls who didn't have great reputations on the internet were all first-class perfect beauties in reality. Mere sharp tongues or tsundere attitudes meant nothing. Sorry, Roser specializes in treating stubborn mouths.
In short, blame the moonlight for being too beautiful, the girls for being too infatuated, and willpower for being limited, leading to...
Okay, it was because he didn't have many coins in his pocket, so letting Haruno help him support a mistress might have been a little bit excessive, so he decided to calm down first.
What? Even after breaking up, he still often dates them? They are still boyfriend and girlfriend after breaking up? It would be best if they got familiar with each other, and even better if they became good sisters.
In short, it is definitely not because he is scum.
...
PS: This broken place, Tokyo, is truly ridiculous. Prices are expensive, and consumption tax is one thing, but there are ridiculously many taxes.
The quality of life for ordinary people is truly not as good as ours.
It's just that buying luxury goods and electronic products isn't much more expensive than ours, just a bit cheaper.
The funniest thing is that some people confuse per capita disposable income with per capita wages, and then say prices are only three or four times higher, so it's not expensive.
If you don't treat yourself as a human being, eat steamed buns or tropical instant noodles for a few years, go to a place in Tokyo that covers room and board to work under the table, and absolutely don't spend money, you can actually save seven or eight thousand a year.
When the author first entered society, I had only one hundred yuan in my pocket after renting a place. I bought a ceramic basin and an immersion heater, then cooked porridge with Southern Virtue spice and salt/MSG. I cooked noodles, bought a few catties of eggs, and ate porridge, noodles, and eggs all day. I ate dried seaweed to supplement vitamins. I lasted a month and a half on one hundred yuan.
As long as you are willing to endure hardship, you won't spend much money anywhere.
For rent, you can rent that kind of urban village room where two people sleep in one bed.
Anyway, I can't stand it. When I get my salary, I eat all over Shanghai. Just on eating, I spend over three thousand a month.
There are quite a few cheap restaurants in Shanghai. just don't go to high-consumption places; most of those places charge for the spiritual enjoyment.
The Huangshan duck rice I eat is only nine yuan for a big plate. A big bag of chicken steak is only twelve. Black pepper beef pizza is a bit more expensive, over thirty, so I usually don't go eat it.
I feel that how people in a country live depends on whether they can live an ordinary quality life in terms of food and drink, not a basic quality.
At the very least, you must be qualified to frequently eat at basic-level consumption places like Shaxian or Huangshan.
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