Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

Sakurajima Mai added from the side.

“Of course, when you become proficient in the ability to materialize your soul, you can also use abbreviated phrases to directly call out the true name of your soul, just like this…”

Sakurajima Mai said softly.

“Suzuhikohime.”

Similarly, at the moment the words fell, Suzuhikohime, wearing a pink tulle dress, graceful, charming, and enchanting, stirred up a gust of wind with a sweet fragrance, appearing behind Sakurajima Mai.

“Mai-senpai… so cool!”

Facing Yui Yuigahama's praise, Sakurajima Mai smiled generously and said softly.

“As for the advanced usage of the soul materialization ability, such as transforming into clothing and merging with oneself, I'll teach you after your soul's true form has devoured enough evil spirits.”

“Okay.”

Watching Yui Yuigahama, Sakurajima Mai, and Rio Futaba discussing the usage of spiritual abilities, Menma stood obediently not far away, looking at the sky outside, with a thoughtful look, muttering to herself.

“The ability to influence reality with the mind…”

“If I could do it too…”

… …

Two hours later.

“Phew, that movie was pretty good.”

Yotsuya Miko, looking like she hadn't had enough, held Ye Xing's hand and walked out of the screening hall.

She felt a kind of inexplicable pleasure.

When a terrifying scene appeared on the screen, she could shout out like the other viewers, without concealing her fear at all.

“You thought it was good…”

Ye Xing shook his head and smiled.

“For me, it was a bit of torture.”

“Eh? Torture? You think…”

Yotsuya Miko's golden eyes revealed a bit of disappointment, and she said apologetically.

“You think… watching horror movies is boring…?”

“That's not it.”

Ye Xing gently pinched Yotsuya Miko's cheek, squatted down slightly, looked directly into her golden eyes, and once again used his special skill, a direct attack.

“Being with you, nothing is boring.”

Yotsuya Miko's face flushed slightly, her eyes flickered, the corners of her lips raised, and she mustered her courage to nod.

“I… I also, being with you, I don't feel bored, and I don't feel scared.”

After a while, after the other viewers who came out of the screening hall had all left, Yotsuya Miko couldn't help but ask curiously again.

“Then why did you say that watching a movie is a torture?”

Ye Xing looked very sentimental and replied seriously.

“Imagine, such delicious food is dangling in front of my eyes, but I can't eat it, I can only watch it eagerly, isn't that torture?”

“Uh…”

Yotsuya Miko was speechless for a moment.

It still has to be you.

People watch horror movies, and they are sweating, nervous, scared, and their heart rate increases.

You're good.

You made yourself hungry?

… …

After leaving the cinema, Yotsuya Miko smiled.

“Since you're hungry, shall we find a place to eat first?”

“Okay, it's okay to eat at my house.”

Hearing the words 'go to my house' from Ye Xing's mouth, Yotsuya Miko's heart suddenly inexplicably rose with a burst of tension.

Go… or not?

Wait a minute.

This is not a multiple choice question at all.

It's not easy to have a chance, of course I have to go!

“Then… then…”

Just as Yotsuya Miko wanted to say to go to Ye Xing's house, she suddenly saw a dense crowd gathered not far ahead of the street, looking very lively.

“Go see?”

“Yeah, let's go see.”

Yotsuya Miko took Ye Xing's hand, and the two of them went together, wanting to see what was happening.

When they got closer, the scene that came into view made Yotsuya Miko not know what to think, and even her expression became much more complicated.

On the transparent glass shelves of a shop, there were dozens of exquisitely made figures.

This is not surprising.

Although the overall atmosphere of Kyoto City is more inclined to simplicity and tradition, unlike Tokyo which is trendy, this is, after all, a commercial street, and there must be many products that young people like.

It's just…

Looking at the figures wearing black coats, wearing pure black masks, according to the style, some masks have white smiling patterns, some are just pure black masks, and the hem of the coat is deliberately made like a burning flame, flowing, Yotsuya Miko looked at Ye Xing beside her, her expression complicated, and she lowered her voice.

“That… you've been put on display.”

Ye Xing pointed to a figure in the middle of the shelf, wearing a pure white coat with light gold patterns, and replied with a smile.

“You've also been put on display.”

Yotsuya Miko carefully looked at it and muttered.

“It's not just you and me, but also the few of them… they've all been made into figures…”

Ye Xing nodded in agreement.

“Well, not bad, they're pretty well made.”

He didn't deliberately lower his voice when he said this, and the person at the door of the store, who looked like the boss, heard the words 'pretty well made' and immediately replied enthusiastically.

“Young man, you have good taste.”

“Let me tell you, although there are many people in Kyoto making 'Mask' figures now, my quality here is the best, and they are always released in limited quantities.”

“Is that so…”

Ye Xing nodded noncommittally and smiled.

“Then do people buy them?”

The boss waved his hand carelessly.

“Hey, what are you talking about, although there will be some left of other styles, but the 'Mask' himself is sold out in an instant.”

Hearing this, the corners of Yotsuya Miko's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.

Very obvious.

She and Sakurajima Mai and Rio Futaba were all counted in the “other styles”.

But thinking about it carefully, this is also normal.

After the last TV broadcast, plus the speech Ye Xing made, which completely crushed the self-esteem of the Sunny Doll Killer, was righteous and stern, and extremely aggressive…

"Mask's" popularity is high, which is a matter of course.

Who is the most popular idol in Kyoto City now?

It's "Mask"!

“To be honest…”

The boss carefully looked at Ye Xing, who was wearing black casual clothes and had a tall figure, and smiled boldly.

“Your figure is very suitable for 'Mask' cosplay, and your appearance is handsome enough.”

Speaking of this, he returned to the store, took out a box, and handed it to Ye Xing.

“Here, this 'Mask' figure is for you.”

“Eh? Is that really okay? You're too polite.”

Watching Ye Xing say words of refusal while directly taking the box, Yotsuya Miko was speechless.

You are very polite in words, but your movements are not slow at all.

“Hey, what's the matter.”

The boss looked very generous.

“Anyway, all the income from selling these figures is donated to the families of the victims in the Sunny Doll Killer incident. It's not for making money. We hit it off today. It's okay to give you one. Support 'Mask' more in the future.”

“Don't worry.”

Ye Xing smiled and said softly.

“I'm "Mask's" number one fan.”

… …

As the boss said, the "Mask" figures were sold out in just a few minutes.

And what Yotsuya Miko didn't expect was that the second-highest sales volume was not her, nor was it Rio Futaba and Sakurajima Mai.

But a figure made of a mysterious person wearing a gorgeous costume like a white dress, which she had never seen before.

Of course, Yotsuya Miko felt a little ashamed about the fact that her image in action was made into a figure, but it was okay.

After all, from the outside, all the members, including "Mask", look like men.

When the figures were made, they naturally used the image they disguised as a reference.

“However, "Mask's" popularity is really high.”

Yotsuya Miko looked at Ye Xing beside her and chuckled, covering her mouth.

“He has become a hero of Kyoto, and his popularity is so high that he can debut as an idol, right?”

Ye Xing waved his hand, not caring at all.

“It doesn't matter, I'm not interested in that.”

Just as the two were about to turn around and leave, a petite figure wearing roller shoes and sliding on the ground suddenly bumped into Ye Xing's arms.

“Eh, ouch, ouch… sorry.”

The girl wearing black eye patch, only revealing her left eye, apologized to Ye Xing in a teary voice, and then immediately looked at the boss standing at the door of the store, looking very anxious.

“That… 'Mask' figure! I want to buy it!”

Chapter 176: Teary-eyed Yotsuya Miko, "God of Death" on the Shinkansen

Hearing the girl's words, looking at the other party's cute little face, with a very expectant look, the boss scratched his head and said apologetically.

“I'm sorry, it's already sold out just now.”

“Eh… why is that…”

Takanashi Rikka held her wallet in both hands, her eyes filled with the word disappointment.

Although there are other stores selling "Mask" figures, on the one hand, the quality is not that good.