Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

Sakurajima Mai stood up, her face filled with determination.

“We will win.”

Futaba Rio nodded and began to arrange the battle plan.

“Miko, me, and Mai-senpai, the three of us can hide our identities, so the three of us will enter Kyoto Tower. With something like this happening, there will definitely be a live broadcast by a TV station at the scene. It's best to avoid exposing our identities if possible.”

“Also, Hachishaku-sama, she can evade ordinary people's ‘observation’ and is strong enough to come with us into Kyoto Tower.”

The members had no objections to Futaba Rio's decision.

Futaba, Miko, and Sakurajima Mai are the three strongest fighters. Of course, Yuigahama Yui is also very strong, but she has not yet mastered the power to materialize her soul and form a disguise, so she cannot hide her identity.

In such a public place, it is not very suitable to take action.

After arranging the main battle squad, Futaba Rio looked at the remaining members and slowly said.

“Yukinoshita-san, Yui, the two of you are responsible for protecting Hina's safety.”

“Hina, you don't need to enter Kyoto Tower, just stay around. If the enemy wants to escape, I hope you can summon lightning to hinder them. Can you do that?”

Amano Hina pulled down her sleeves, her face wearing a smile, but her eyes looked a little complicated.

“Yes, no problem.”

“Then that's settled.”

Futaba Rio led the members of the Excessive Club towards the door, her face solemn.

“Let's put an end to this incident.”

… …

Meanwhile, in the Reverse World.

Tamamo-no-Mae watched as Yozora devoured an evil spirit alive, leaving nothing behind. She was already used to such scenes.

During this week, Yozora basically only did two things.

Eat.

Eat evil spirits, eat human food, chase after evil spirits everywhere to eat, eat like crazy.

Feed.

The target of the feeding is…

Tamamo-no-Mae.

Tamamo-no-Mae didn't know if Yozora was full, but she herself was indeed very full.

“It's almost recovered.”

Watching Yozora knead another evil spirit into a ball, then smear it on the jet-black blade of Onimaru Kunitsuna, allowing it to be completely absorbed into the body, the gap in the blade almost healed to its original appearance, Tamamo-no-Mae suddenly became a little curious.

“Yozora-kun… Since that… can enhance my power, if you give it directly to Onimaru Kunitsuna, it should recover faster than this method, right?”

“What kind of outrageous words are those?”

Yozora turned to look at Tamamo-no-Mae, his face filled with disbelief.

“Onimaru Kunitsuna, she's a sword! You want me to f*ck a sword!?”

Tamamo-no-Mae: “...That's not what I meant… I meant… forget it, never mind.”

Just as the two were bantering and chatting casually, Tamamo-no-Mae suddenly saw a black mist swirling around the tall tower in the distance.

“That is… ”

After these seven days of exploration, not only Yozora, but Tamamo-no-Mae also had a deeper understanding of the rules of various phenomena in the Reverse World.

The black mist will not disappear, it will only fade or intensify with the passage of time.

According to Yozora's analysis, when the black mist becomes thick, it corresponds to the night in the real world, and when it fades, it means it is daytime.

And in certain specific locations, such as the mental hospital that once made the evil spirits of the Reverse World avoid it, filled with powerful and crazy evil spirits, but has now been swept away by Yozora, leaving not even a trace of evil spirit scum, the black mist has never faded, always maintaining a viscous, disgusting shape.

Through this phenomenon, although it is impossible to accurately judge how powerful the evil spirits in the area are, at least it is possible to know which areas are considered dangerous and which areas are considered safe.

Of course, the so-called safety is only relative to other places in the Reverse World.

In the Reverse World, there is no absolutely safe place.

Looking at the tall tower, which was becoming increasingly thick, almost condensing into a semi-fluid black mist, Tamamo-no-Mae immediately realized that perhaps something extremely terrifying was happening in the corresponding location in the real world, which caused such a change in the Reverse World.

“It's time to go.”

Yozora stood up and patted the dust off his body.

His right arm had already recovered as before.

Tamamo-no-Mae hesitated and asked.

“Go… where?”

Yozora smiled and replied.

“Kyoto Tower.”

“But…”

Tamamo-no-Mae gazed at the tall tower in the distance, her pupils turning into the vertical shape of a fox, allowing her to clearly see hundreds and thousands of twisted black shadows surging towards the tower.

“Many evil spirits have been attracted by the black mist in that place… going there now…”

“It's time to return to the real world.”

Looking at the road leading to Kyoto Tower, the dense crowd of evil spirits, attracted by the black mist and appearing very crazy, Yozora put Onimaru Kunitsuna back into its scabbard and muttered to himself.

“Hmm… must save as much spiritual power as possible, leaving it for those guys on the other side. Onimaru Kunitsuna hasn't fully recovered, it's best not to engage in combat either. If that's the case…”

Saying this, Yozora took out a silver nail, about thirty centimeters long, from his chest, looked at the hundreds and thousands of evil spirits gathered together, and revealed a kind smile.

“It seems, it's time for a traditional exorcism.”

… …

On the other side, below Kyoto Tower.

“Kyoto TV, Kyoto TV, is broadcasting live for you!”

Whether it was by chance or a promotion after the Sunny Doll Killer incident, this time the reporter was still the one who was responsible for hosting the live broadcast last time, and even the cameraman was the same person.

"According to this reporter's understanding, the situation is extremely complex. Over two hundred tourists are trapped on the top floor of Kyoto Tower. The kidnappers have yet to make any demands to the Metropolitan Police Department, except that…"

Just as the reporter was halfway through her sentence, a white shadow suddenly appeared beside her like a phantom, pulling her directly from her original position.

Before the female reporter could react, a muffled thud echoed.

"Bang!"

A middle-aged man, or rather, what used to be a middle-aged man, crashed onto the ground. Accompanied by the sound, flesh and blood splattered, instantly turning into a pool of gore.

"This… this…"

The female reporter, terrified, lost all color in her face and collapsed to the ground. Gazing at the bloody scene before her, she couldn't help but let out a panicked scream.

Meanwhile, Riona Futaba, who had just pulled her away and saved her life, looked up at the very top of Kyoto Tower. There, she saw the Hannya possessing a human body, grinning fiendishly at her with its demon mask.

"This guy…"

Riona Futaba suppressed the anger in her heart and exchanged glances with Miyako Yotsuya and Mai Sakurajima beside her, then headed straight into Kyoto Tower.

Before the officers on the scene could stop them, Chief Commander Soichiro Yagami spoke in a deep voice.

"Let those three in."

"But…"

"No buts."

Watching Riona Futaba, Mai Sakurajima, and Miyako Yotsuya, who had changed into disguises that made it impossible to identify them, head into Kyoto Tower, Soichiro Yagami sighed heavily and muttered to himself.

"I'm leaving it to you."

The decision to let them in was made by him, the chief commander on the scene.

If there were any serious casualties among the hostages…

Even Soichiro Yagami, who had received many merits, would probably be unable to continue sitting in this position.

But at this moment, he wasn't thinking about his own future at all.

"You must win."

…

Ten minutes later, Mai Sakurajima, Riona Futaba, and Miyako Yotsuya arrived at the top floor of Kyoto Tower.

Pushing open the door, what appeared before them, besides the panoramic view of Kyoto visible through the windows, were the two hundred or so innocent people huddled together, heads in their hands, and the man and woman that Soichiro Yagami had mentioned, suspected to be high-level evil spirits.

The cold wind from the high altitude blew in through the broken gap in the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Welcome."

The man revealed a cruel smile on his face as he saw Miyako Yotsuya and the others arrive, and slowly spoke.

"I've always wanted to taste the flavor of spirit power users."

A twisted and ferocious look appeared in his eyes as he sized up Miyako Yotsuya, Mai Sakurajima, and especially the area in front of Riona Futaba's chest, and chuckled softly.

"Not bad, six appetizers. After I kill you, I'll cut them off and savor them slowly."

There wasn't a trace of lust in the man's eyes, only pure cruelty and murderous intent.

"Shuten-doji…"

His identity was already obvious.

Possessing the powerful ability to command ordinary evil spirits, devising such a plan, and having this kind of special preference for a certain part of human females…

It could only be Shuten-doji, the leader of the evil spirits in the Sakura Province legends.

"Have you already guessed who I am? It doesn't matter."

Seeing that his identity had been exposed, Shuten-doji revealed his true form. His hair gradually grew longer, his face turned into a red, hideous demon, his skin turned blood red, and his body began to grow larger, even tearing his clothes.

The Hannya beside him also completely transformed its face into a demon mask, with fangs extending out of its mouth, glinting with a dangerous light.

Seeing the two of them suddenly transform into the true forms of demons, the two hundred or so tourists who had been huddled on the ground all showed terrified expressions.

"Is this your goal?"

Even at this point, Riona Futaba hadn't given up on gathering information. She stared straight into Shuten-doji's eyes and slowly spoke.

"All this effort you've put in, it's all for today? What's the meaning?"

"Meaning?"

Shuten-doji's face became even more hideous, with crimson flames even igniting around his fangs.

He drew the long sword from his waist, swung it twice in the air, and said, word by word.

"Killing people, creating fear, all of this is just because I can, and I enjoy it."

"I see…"

Miyako Yotsuya drew the Mikazuki Munechika from her waist. The pale golden blade reflected the light under the sunlight. The white coat with pale golden patterns fluttered gently in the breeze. Her golden eyes looked at Shuten-doji and the Hannya without any emotion.

"Lowly beings like you, no matter what you do, it's only to harm humans. Coming up with so many so-called plans is just because…"

Miyako Yotsuya stared into Shuten-doji's eyes and said, word by word.

"You're afraid of Yozora (Night Sky)."

"Afraid? Afraid!?!"

Shuten-doji was completely enraged by Miyako Yotsuya's simple sentence, his face contorting with a hideous expression.

"How could I, the great Shuten-doji, be afraid of a mere human!? After I kill you, it'll be him!"

Just as Shuten-doji's voice fell, he suddenly heard a man's voice from behind, devoid of any emotion, only pure murderous intent.

"You said… who are you going to kill?"

He turned around and saw a tall figure wearing a red Great Tengu mask and dressed in a white, gorgeous dress, staring intently at him with brown eyes containing scarlet.

What emanated from the other person was only the purest murderous intent.