Chapter 1

"Welcome back next time~" Kuroki Ryuji smiled and saw off the last customer, then glanced at the clock on the wall.

"Half past five... It's about time." Kuroki Ryuji stretched, and then began to prepare, otherwise it would be troublesome later.

Kuroki Ryuji went to the entrance of the izakaya, stepped out, and hung a "closed" sign, then returned to the izakaya and started cleaning.

5:30 PM, this was a rather special time, at least for Kuroki Ryuji.

Although in the six years since he had crossed over, and inherited the izakaya from his grandfather, Kuroki Ryuji only began to feel that something was off about 5:30 PM.

"But the old man didn't say anything about this izakaya being so strange..." Kuroki Ryuji twisted his wrist and glanced at the clock.

Perfect, it was two minutes to six.

If he had known that the izakaya he was about to inherit was so problematic, Kuroki Ryuji would have definitely refused and become a salaryman.

"Let me check... the glutinous rice is ready, the pork cutlet is marinated in advance, all the ingredients are prepared... the small pot is already boiling..." Kuroki Ryuji inventoried the supplies, then heard the chime of the clock.

It was exactly six o'clock.

The curtain at the entrance of the izakaya moved, and a man with white hair walked in with a smile.

"Boss, the usual." The man smiled warmly and sat down on the wooden chair in the izakaya.

"Sure, Lord Inari, but you're still so punctual today." Kuroki Ryuji looked at the clock; this guy was always so punctual.

"Of course, after all, your restaurant only serves us special customers after this time, right?" Inari smiled warmly, then beckoned, and a stream of water appeared from the air, flowing into the cup he held, emitting a rich aroma of sake.

"Sure, sure, you always say that. Wait a moment." Kuroki Ryuji shook his head a bit helplessly; he still remembered how he almost had a heart attack the first time he saw these customers.

Inari, this was the first strange customer Kuroki Ryuji encountered, and it was only after meeting Inari that Kuroki Ryuji realized that the world he had crossed into seemed a bit off.

From that day on, Kuroki Ryuji gradually developed the habit of closing at 5:30 PM to welcome special customers.

"How was it today? Did you find any promising ones?" Kuroki Ryuji asked casually while eating natto.

"No, none of these little foxes had any spiritual points, but I did see the Queen Bee. Do you want me to tell you about her?" Inari looked at Kuroki Ryuji with a playful expression.

"Please don't. I have no good feelings towards those promiscuous people, let alone the fact that we're not familiar." Kuroki Ryuji poured natto over the rice, added a little soy sauce, and sprinkled some garlic, then placed it in front of Inari.

"Tsk, tsk, humans are so fickle, even though you used to date her." Inari picked up the chopsticks with a look of disgust.

"Correction, she confessed to me, and I was just a tool to get rid of her annoying suitor. I was just a tool." Kuroki Ryuji rolled his eyes; this was the only black history he had after crossing over.

Although being confessed to by a tall, long-legged senior was very enviable, Kuroki Ryuji was very clear that he was just a tool for the beautiful senior.

At the time, Kuroki Ryuji, surrounded by a group of boys, said the following words.

"I'm sorry, I can't accept your confession because I know that you just want to use me to get rid of Senpai Chidori, who has been pursuing you. Even if I agreed, I would just become a hardworking worker bee without any mating opportunities."

At that moment, Kuroki Ryuji saw the Queen Bee senior's face turn black.

But because of this, Kuroki Ryuji's reputation was ruined. It turned out that the Queen Bee senior had strong connections, and with a group of people who lived by the mood, Kuroki Ryuji became a scoundrel and was despised for two semesters.

It was laughable, which virgin would be despised as a womanizer?

As for why he wasn't despised for three semesters, it was because Kuroki Ryuji graduated after two semesters.

"Actually, what you said isn't wrong. That Queen Bee is indeed a fitting description." Inari was satisfied as he mixed his natto rice; he had no special hobbies, and he loved the natto rice from Kuroki Ryuji the most.

"That just shows that I see through the essence." Kuroki Ryuji wiped the natto jar; this thing couldn't get wet, as it would be very troublesome if it did.

"Alright, but have you really not considered setting up a shrine to me in your izakaya?" Inari looked at Kuroki Ryuji and swallowed the rice in his mouth with satisfaction.

"No, setting up a shrine to you would bring me some unnecessary trouble." Kuroki Ryuji had no intention of doing so, although Inari was a deity in Japan that brought abundance and wealth.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, stubborn guy." Inari didn't continue, but ate his natto rice slowly.

But soon, Inari put down his chopsticks and showed a helpless expression.

"Really, why did this guy come too?"

"Haha, I was wondering why I could smell that annoying fox stench even before I entered. Turns out it's you, Inari." As Inari finished speaking, a man with a large gourd on his back walked in, with a horn on his forehead.

"Boss, give me a plate of karaage and a serving of your special mapo tofu." The man with the gourd sat down next to Inari.

"Sure, please wait a moment." Kuroki Ryuji nodded.

In fact, since Shuten-douji had come to his izakaya and tried the mapo tofu, he seemed to really like this authentic Chinese dish.

"Dead fox, I heard what you just said." Shuten-douji glanced at Inari.

"Do you want to try the natto rice?" Inari put down his chopsticks; he had finished his natto rice.

"No, natto is disgusting, I don't like it." Shuten-douji looked at Inari with half-closed eyes, and his gourd swayed from time to time.

"So, what are you going to do?" Kuroki Ryuji sighed, looking at these two bickering guys; they completely destroyed his imagination of what yokai should be.

Are these yokai? No, they are yakuza bosses.