Cleaning No Jutsu Novels & Stories

Kaname scolded him, saying that the question implied Yuto was expecting a negative report from the investigation. Ryu chuckled lightly. "Of course not. There's no one in this world who is perfectly clean and without flaw. But we tolerate a certain amount of dirt. As long as it can be swept and disposed of, it won’t be an issue. In fact, Kuryugumi would even be willing to help 'clean it up.' Do you have any stubborn 'dirt' that we should know about?" Kyoko glanced at the back of Ryu's head. She couldn't help but admire him silently. Ryu's words were too smooth. She understood why Kenji had sent Ryu to handle such discussions.

"I built the entire system! The computers and surveillance all have records! Those tycoons aren't idiots—one look, and they'll know who the real culprit is!" Unhurried, Maya stuffed a cleaning rag into my mouth. Her eyes gleamed with delight. "Thanks for the reminder. I'll destroy all that evidence, then. The virus is gone, so your system won't be needed anymore. "And while I'm at it, I can even take credit for Elijah. This will definitely help his future." She slowly closed the cabinet door. As it shut, the look she gave me carried the faintest trace of guilt.

Stocking up on bottles of holy water was the right thing to do. Zen blessed one bottle and walked to the edge of the crater to test its efficiency. The bottle of holy water managed to purify a small area of contaminated land. However, the poisonous sludge remained. Clearing it out would most likely require a huge fire. Unfortunately, Zen did not have any means to do it himself. He would have to leave this for the Naga tribe to figure out.

CHAPTER 170: You Are So Near Yet So Far No one’s POV: Mingchan and Zuno were having Mingchan’s training until midnight. In the SOS planet, the robots have unlimited battery life so they don’t have to recharge just like in the planet Earth. Mingchan was still full of energy but Zuno decided to stop. Mingchan was about to punch Zuno’s face but a water wall blocked his fist. Mingchan’s eyes widened and he was thrown in the air and pulled away until he hit his back on the tree. Zuno just smirked. ‘He has really a strong will, there is no doubt that Mingchan can surpass 001 from being the strongest robot.’ Zuno thought.

A single, distinct line of blood marked his neck, and he was dead. The crowd was in shock. How could Dustin’s cleaner be so powerful? “Who are you? You’re no ordinary cleaner!” someone said accusingly. “How could someone with such prowess be a cleaner?” “I told you. I’m just a cleaner,” the servant said. “But anyone who tries to trespass will die here.” Among those present were several martial artists, their strengths ranging between seventh and eighth grades. The strike was so fast, precise, and deadly that they barely even saw it.

Omega loomed next prey, but here—blood-bonded, bodies synced—we ruled unchained. Hours blurred war room frenzy—Lena's remote spikes crippling rebel cells, Eiko's networks purging traitors surgically. My contralto commanded purges English-Japanese weave, hazel dissecting faces for deceit, athletic poise unbowed, gore-echo. Kenji mirrored shadow-lethal, obsidian approving each cull, scarred hand brushing mine current-charge.

Throughout the day in Jess's apartment, Kenzo felt quite bored. While he was on vacation, there were no work emails coming in, which actually made him bored. Maybe because he was really left alone here. Want to tidy up this apartment? There wasn't even a speck of dust on the table's corner. Jess was really skilled when it came to cleanliness. Suddenly, Kenzo chuckled when he remembered Jess and cleaning. His memory was drawn to a time when he and Jess were cleaning the apartment together.

It was also a big room and took Jess the longest to clean. Joshua’s room was the most shocking, it was completely white and completely clean, Jess didn’t even know what she was supposed to clean in his room. It didn’t even look like his bed was touch. The only part of his room that was not totally neat was the reading chair that had a blanket on it.

"You're so diligent, babe, but you don't need to clean the mansion." "What, Onyx? Do you and Tomi have ninja skills? Why do you always pop up out of nowhere?" Aza complained, her tone laced with annoyance. Onyx chuckled. "Sorry, I didn't know you were so easily startled, babe." Aza rolled her eyes, resuming her cleaning. Onyx stood with his arms crossed, watching her. "Why are you cleaning? Someone else will do it later. Cleaning isn't your thing." "It's better to clean than to just stand around and get on the grumpy one's nerves," Aza replied, her voice barely a whisper as she mentioned Raizen. Onyx moved to stand in front of her.

I correct. "Uhh, yeah. Hothead. You're right. Yeah, I'll admit, we don't look like much but we did defeat a vultuzzard. We all work together to take out that bird, and if we can do that, then who knows what else we can do?" "Maybe before we do anything else," Jump says, bringing up the brush and bucket in her hands. "We should clean this classroom. We still have at least five more rooms to go."