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He takes a piece of bok choy.

He can't be too greedy, alas there isn't much he could take. after all he was only here as a guest, but he does take a good look at it. Fresh vegetables were rare, especially for someone as busy as him.

As much emotions as he could put in a casual conversation, he is someone who is always looking for something to do now that his own ties to the zenin clan were cut apart years ago. To be honest, he has little plans left in his life but to live.

"I would...like to see the new ones first, if that is...alright."

Well, try not to sound too excited jinichi.

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"Oh!" Moudo Namazu sees the guest that Oda Omida has brought. He must say he never see anyone so big and imposing.

"You must be a friend of Omida's! Yes?" He asked. Although, it's fairly obvious given his cursed energy that this man has but he wants to make sure the man is welcomed. Wearing only white-t shirt with some dirt and mud from the hard labor he is doing on the farm. He goes to quickly wipe his hands with a wet towel.

"...You too."

He tried.

He looks around a bit.

"...What kind of vegetables do you farm?"

Contrasted to the man's traditional attire, Oda dresses like a teenager that can easily bend with the crowd. And of course, Oda is a still teenager.

"...Right, We should see and buy other things too. Vegetables are getting more expensive in the city."

Despite everything, Jinichi...is a vegetarian.

A lot of bread in the kitchen.

Omida can't help but chuckle at that. If only this man knew that he's doing this trip for free.

As for his question, there is a ghost smile, "No. I have a lot of time on my hands. I'm going to make sure to clear this place of curses although I don't mind visiting the market in the meantime."

Now thinking on it. . He does need to change first into civilian clothes. He stands out too much. People will think he's here for a convention or a historical reenactment.

Driving all the way back is a pain, and...as much as it pains him, Jinichi still doesn't have a driver licence. and having less money to buy a car that can fit his size is hard work.

Dressed casually in a yukata, Jinichi hardly stood out aside from his traditional appearance. The clothes purposely chosen to make him look slimmer then he really is.

That's the only sound Omida can make in response to Jinichi's assumption. Is it suspicious? Yes. But

Omida didn't deny it. Is it suspicious? Yes. But.

"I don't think I earn that yet." He replied. All he has been doing is slaying curses and not one poses a danger to him. A silly thought but that's how he feels about it. Curse users? One burst of his cursed energy and every single time, they already given up on their knees.

"..."

he suppose that good enough. no need to dwell on it, after all he's not in the moment to make enemies like his dead ...sibling is. Toji was a different breed of monster who had different reasoning for everything.

"Your salary matches your grade, so take pride in that at least. You can put... maybe a lot of bread in your kitchen table."

A pause.

With the jerky being accepted as gift, Omida looks towards the curses that are dissolving. His violet eyes bored into the bodies as Omida's head is elsewhere. Then the man poses his question.

What is his grade?

What a common question. Omida has an idea the reason for that question. However.

He assumes because what else is there to hide your grade? Normal people would assume, your grade 1, or at the very least a grade 2. People with only skills can go up to grade 1, people with curse techniques are just liable to be special grade with enough evolution on their hands.

The other person could have lied about it, but not divulging is suspicious enough.

So he assumes a bit of common sense.