The Story of Demon Hunter

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A few days passed. Without feeling, it's the last day of the golden week holiday.

Today, everyone who came home for the holidays has returned to school. The atmosphere became more lively because the canteen and other places were again crowded.

Meanwhile, Satoru doesn't pay much attention to people returning to school because it has its own busyness. Now he walked towards the office due to being summoned by the headmaster.

Arriving there, Satoru was surprised when he saw the headmaster suddenly say, “There is a package from your grandfather. For writing the school address and I as the recipient, so now this package is on me.”

“Package? From Tokyo? Why is it so fast?”

Satoru raised his eyebrows. He felt that the delivery was now a bit slow. After giving it some thought, the young man was convinced that his grandfather was spending money on this kind of trifle.

“Should I open it here now?”

“Take it back and unload it there. Of course, you can't break the rules.”

Seeing the mysterious smile of the headmaster, Satoru raised his eyebrows. The young man was then evicted from the principal's office, returning to his room with a large box. People looked at him with curious expressions, and he could only pretend not to know.

Arriving at the room, Satoru is shocked when he sees Takeo and Manabu.

“You're back?” ask Satoru.

“Hahaha! Just arrived,” reply Takeo. “I want to go to school early but can't. Too much work at home until I can't sleep well!”

Seeing Takeo lying on the bed with a silly expression on his face, Satoru shook his head.

Manabu and Ono themselves instead focus on the big box that Satoru carries. They can't help but ask.

“What do you bring, Satoru-san?” ask Ono.

“Is from Tokyo?” added Manabu.

Hearing the word ‘Tokyo’, Takeo who initially lay like a sun-dried salted fish immediately got up. The young man then looked towards Satoru with a curious expression.

“Yes, it should be some items left behind and sent here by my grandfather.”

Despite saying that, Satoru also felt doubtful. If only a few items, it should not be too heavy. The cardboard box also does not need to be too big.

After closing the door, Satoru placed the package box on the floor. Looking at the people who were curious but unwilling to get close, he shrugged.

“This is not illegal. Come closer if you want to watch.”

After saying that, Satoru started unpacking the package. Recently opened, Satoru and his three friends saw a box containing various electronic equipment and accessories at the top.

“Mobile? The cameras? The clock? Jewelry?”

Seeing what was inside, the three friends of Satoru looked extremely shocked. Not to mention when looking at folding phones and the most famous black camera in 2006. They soon realize that their roommate is a rich man.

“Ugh!” Satoru looked a bit embarrassed. “My grandfather's business is decent and has ‘several’ employees. As the only grandson, he pampered me a little.”

Hearing Satoru's explanation, his three roommates nodded. They felt that the young man's explanation was indeed quite reasonable. So they don't ask much.

Picking up the items in the top layer, Satoru then re-unpacked. Merely, when he saw what was at the bottom, he was instantly stunned in place.

‘Why did the Old Man send this thing? That's not the problem! Importantly, why can he send this?’

Not only Satoru, the three friends also saw what was at the bottom of the box with shocked expressions.

“Armiere package? A shotgun? Military knife?” ono said in a tone of disbelief.

Takeo and Manabu's eyes were also wide-eyed. They then looked towards Satoru with dumbfounded expressions. Even the three wondered if the young man was a certain secret agent sent here to carry out a mission.

Sensing the gazes of his three friends, Satoru immediately smiled wryly.

“You need not be surprised. These are all just replicas.”

After saying that, Satoru got rid of the two black and silver 17 glock pistols. He then took out a few small jars filled with silver-colored plastic bullets.

My grandfather was a military enthusiast and as you know, I was trained by him since childhood. Looks like he wants me to be a soldier or something.”

Satoru looked relieved when he saw the three friends nodding with understanding expressions on their faces. Only, he did not explain everything to them for fear of scaring the three young men.

Actually, the 17 glock pistol he had was specially customized. Not only are plastic materials stronger, but there are also some parts made of metal. Although it was not as heavy as the original, it was still quite heavy. Not as light as a regular toy gun.

In addition, its own firepower is stronger than ordinary airsoft. Of course, it cannot kill, but it is still very painful to be shot with the gun.

In addition, Satoru also saw the protective gear that was under his army jaker. With his grandfather's financial ability, there is no need to ask the quality of the goods he has.

Moreover, the most important thing was the military knife in the box. Unlike the two airsoft guns, it's real!

‘Luckily the Old Man did not send a collection of air guns! Otherwise, wouldn't I be secured soon?’

Recalling his grandfather's face, the young man gritted his teeth. He could not help but curse in his heart.

‘What the hell is that Old Man thinking! Why would he send this kind of suspicious objects here? Deliberately asking for trouble?’

If his grandfather knew what the young man was thinking, he would have complained. The old man just missed and felt sorry for his grandson, so sent his grandson's favorite toy there. If not for the danger, he might have already sent an air gun and some larger airsoft guns.

Of course, if Satoru knew what his grandfather was thinking, he would have already thought the old man was crazy!

“Then let me save these items first.”

After saying that, Satoru immediately stored the clothes and various other things into his locker. He also kept a replica toy gun complete with his bullets and pistol. Among the items, the young man felt depressed when he saw the thick envelope.

Satoru wants to take the contents, but does not want his friends to know about his wealth. After all, seeing him have a cell phone, camera, and clock already makes them nervous. Not to mention if you know his true identity.

The young man only pulled out his cell phone and watch. After putting on the watch, he wiggled the phone in his hand with a forced smile on his face.

“You exchanged e-mail addresses? Phone number?”

Seeing that, when Satoru's friends looked at each other then nodded simultaneously.

***

Her night.

By dinner time, all the students have returned to school because tomorrow's lesson time has begun. The canteen is very crowded, in contrast to the quiet atmosphere during the holidays.

By the way, Satoru himself felt somewhat regretful. After getting his phone, he could not use it too often due to usage restrictions. Students can only use their cell phone after school. They can use it until half-time eight at night, before they return to the room.

Less than two hours, it could even be only one and a half hours because of cut off bathing and eating.

Before returning to their respective rooms, the phone will be stored in a special locker according to their number. Then it closed like a big safe so it couldn't be taken. Its use was severely restricted, making Satoru feel somewhat pointless.

After dinner together, the guidance counselor walked into the cafeteria and delivered a short message.

“Did you all feel refreshed after Golden Week? Uh, I guess that's a stupid question because you all work at home?”

Seeing the tired expressions on the faces of the disciples, the middle-aged man raised the corner of his lips.

“I hope tomorrow you guys can work hard and get back excited. That's all! Happy resting!”

“Ya Sir!” answer all students.

After that, they all started collecting phones and then returned to their respective rooms.

On the way to the room, Satoru stopped for a moment and looked at the starry sky outside the window. Totally different from Tokyo which is a bit difficult to see stars because of pollution. If you can, it is not as beautiful as this place.

Sighing a deep breath, the young man reached out for a shoulder and followed his friend walking into the room.

Without him noticing, Golden Week had just passed by! It is time to start the activity as usual!

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