The Handsome Younger Guy Next Door Who Invites Me to Dinner

San Hua Yaowei moved to Yokohama for work. Her neighbors are all strange, but they love inviting her over for meals. Their hospitality never fails to make Miss Sanhua marvel at the goodness of humanity, until one day, a coworker comes to visit her. A desk jockey from some Special Abilities Division pushes up his glasses. “Miss Sanhua, if you don’t mind my asking, how do you manage to eat with the Vongola living on your left, the Demon Slayer Corps on your right, the Port Mafia across the street, and the Armed Detective Agency downstairs?” San Hua Yaowei: “...???” Reader’s Guide: * Lots of original settings, with the Demon Slayer Corps in a modern-day setting * The neighbors are strange, the big sister is adorable * The pairing keeps jumping between the younger brothers This story will be entering the paid section from Chapter 24 on June 29. Three chapters will be posted that day. Thank you for all your support so far, and I hope you’ll continue supporting the story. Here’s a preview of my upcoming story, *Collecting Dead Characters*. Sakurai is the landlady in Section Six of the Main God Space’s Dead Character Collection and Recovery Center. Dead characters from any number of worlds may be randomly assigned to live in her house for physical exorcism [struck through] spiritual purification. Sakurai never expected the dead characters she collected to be more difficult to handle than the last. Kakyoin, a possessor of the noble Hierophant Green: “Sakurai, if you’d wear this office lady outfit, I could die without regrets.” Sakurai: “Hello? Main God? There’s a pervert on my account. Can I request to have his card canceled?” A king with a dangerously high Wesserman deviation value, whose sword was destroyed and whose life was lost: “...Sakurai, the water’s been shut off.” Sakurai: “If you keep smoking on the shared balcony, I’ll shut off the electricity too.” A certain religion-loving Hashira: “Sakurai-chan! Can you feel my heart pounding? This is love, ” Sakurai: “No, you just have a rapid heartbeat.” A certain little-braided, motherly man: “Sakurai, the power’s out in my room.” Sakurai: “You haven’t paid rent in months. Don’t you have any idea? Please hurry up and send your brothers and sisters a dream so they’ll burn you some more spirit money.” A certain swordsman who died young from a demon slayer mark: “Miss Sakurai, would you like to eat together today...” Sakurai: “Shut up. Can’t you tell Mr. Tomioka hates you?” Tomioka, the rich fish [shocked.jpg]: “What?!” Question: As the landlady of a dead character collection and recovery center, what have you learned from the job? Sakurai [forcing a smile]: “Thanks for asking. I’m at school, and my mental state is very stable. It’s just that I accidentally saw the totally ordinary pink-haired guy in my class punch a hole through the school building, and now my legs are a little weak.” Theme: Order and life should be the final line that must not be crossed.