Nanami Kento's job tonight was simple: assist the spirit mediums in dealing with these escaped vengeful spirits and confirm the current situation in Beika Town.
However, after seeing that the spirit mediums' side wasn't under much pressure, he decisively chose to slack off.
While casually using his cursed energy to dispel those weak vengeful spirits, he also asked these spirit mediums, who had also been sent out to work overtime, about the salary and benefits on the Shinto side.
After all, the higher-ups at Jujutsu Headquarters were a pile of dogshit. He wanted to see what the situation was like on the side of Shinto, the largest supernatural force in Japan, and whether it was also a pile of dogshit.
Starting from the mid-19th century, the period of mysterious decline, which had lasted for almost the entire 20th century, had caused the inheritance of many supernatural forces to dissipate over these hundred years.
The secrecy rules of hiding oneself and not revealing supernatural powers in front of ordinary people were also gradually established at that time.
This was, in fact, a compromise and cooperation between the weakened hidden world and the surface world, showing that it would not break the rules of the new era, only seeking a place for itself.
The final result was that in these hundred-plus years, a considerable portion of the supernatural forces had been incorporated and managed, such as Shinto and Zen Buddhism, and later the Jujutsu Headquarters and some onmyoji families.
It wasn't until the end of the century that the trend of decline finally stopped, and from the beginning of the 21st century, a mysterious resurgence gradually began.
And immediately after, came the expanding desires and ambitions of various forces after they realized their power was beginning to recover.
They competed for resources and re-divided their territories.
Recalling the sordid affairs he had been forced to participate in during his early years as a Jujutsu Sorcerer, Nanami Kento couldn't help but feel a little nauseous.
Back then, he had given up his identity as a Jujutsu Sorcerer and had chosen to become a salaryman.
Besides realizing that he was far from a true genius, it was also because he didn't want to get involved in the bullshit of those higher-ups.
It wasn't until recent years that the frequency of those supernatural incidents had been constantly increasing.
Only then did the state and the higher-ups of those forces realize.
It was not only the high-end combat power of their respective forces that was reviving. Existences like vengeful spirits, curses, and youkai had also crossed a hundred years and had once again welcomed their own period of revival and activity.
It was also because of these external threats that the open struggles between those forces had decreased a lot in recent years.
And Nanami Kento, who had matured a lot after a few years of tempering in the workplace and had come to live more clearly, had only then chosen to become a Jujutsu Sorcerer again.
After hearing about the treatment of these spirit mediums, Nanami Kento couldn't help but first curse the corrupt Jujutsu higher-ups.
Look at those spirit mediums and the monks from Zen Buddhism. During the mysterious decline of the last century, they had seized the opportunity to tie themselves to Japan. The two forces had not only occupied more than seventy percent of the ley lines in Japan but had also made a fortune in the surface world.
They had even taken advantage of the fact that other forces were unable to absorb more talent to recruit a large number of talented mortals with their own capital.
The Jujutsu world, on the other hand, had been stubbornly conservative.
It was only when they couldn't hold on anymore that they had established the Jujutsu Headquarters, and then, relying on the Tokyo Jujutsu High, they had cultivated a batch of top-tier combat power and mainstays of the Jujutsu world in the past half-century, only then gaining a lot of influence in the Tokyo area.
After all, the hidden world still spoke with strength.
But compared to the accumulation of Shinto and Zen, their Jujutsu Sorcerers had fallen too far behind in the recent hundred years.
He, as a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer with an Innate Technique, his usual benefits and treatment were actually on the same level as these spirit mediums who were weaker than him.
Serves them right that it's getting harder and harder to recruit for Jujutsu High these years.
If he didn't have an Innate Technique, and if he had met a Jujutsu Sorcerer first when he didn't know anything, he should have just gone to be a spirit medium back then.
However, he then continued to ask a few more questions.
After learning that this group of spirit mediums had almost no days off all year round, had to work overtime every few days to deal with the increasingly frequent supernatural incidents, and had no overtime pay, he immediately helped them curse the slightly better, but still trash, Shinto religion.
But thinking about it carefully, it was actually normal.
After all, the values of the surface world and the hidden world were not the same. To make those old fogies understand the concept of overtime pay was probably a hundred times more difficult than erasing a special-grade cursed spirit.
As expected, in this era of mysterious resurgence, the entire hidden world is a pile of shit. No matter where you go, you can't escape the fate of being exploited.
After confirming this fact, Nanami Kento sighed, and then waved his hand at the few spirit mediums.
"I'll leave this place to you. I'm going to take a turn inside Beika Town to check the situation. I'll bring you some coffee back later."
When first entering Beika Town, some people would feel a little uncomfortable due to the overly rich malevolent aura and the turbid spiritual power.
It was probably like the feeling of just entering a bathroom that someone else has used.
It smelled pungent when you first went in, but after staying for a long time, you seemed to get used to it.
But to really live here and breathe deeply would still make people feel grossed out. No one would like to come here if they had nothing to do.
It was about to that extent.
Nanami Kento also, after spending a few minutes, had initially adapted to the spiritual power here.
"There are some changes from the rumors," he made a judgment in his heart.
After all, when he had occasionally talked about this place, Beika Town, with others in the past, what those people had said was much more exaggerated than now.
Like in Beika Town, although the spiritual power reaction was much more active than outside, absorbing the spiritual power inside would also pollute oneself, and after leaving, it would take several weeks to deal with the polluted spiritual power.
But Nanami Kento, who felt that he was already living in a cesspool, still tried it himself.
Indeed, this spiritual power was not very easy to handle, but it had not reached the point of being so seriously polluting.
"As expected, it's all hearsay. They all say Beika Town is a garbage dump, but I don't think it's as bad as the rumors say," Nanami Kento said, making his own evaluation after a careful appreciation.
After that, he went to those places that were recognized as having the most vengeful spirits.
The hospital, the elementary school, the middle school.
Although one could indeed still see vengeful spirits in these places, and the number was not small, they were basically just ordinary vengeful spirits with no intelligence. He did not see any high-level vengeful spirits.
According to the spirit mediums' statement, the casualties among the high-level vengeful spirits with intelligence in Beika Town were the most severe.
After they had sensed the threat of the exorcist, they should have gathered in the middle to launch a counterattack against that mysterious exorcist.
But in the end, they hadn't even seen the face of that mysterious exorcist and had been easily erased by him.
It was just a pity that Nanami Kento had wandered all over Beika Town, but had not been able to find any traces of intense spiritual power fluctuations.
On the contrary, when he was buying coffee in a convenience store, he had even seen a young man who looked as if he had a little bit of spiritual power aptitude.