Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

"Sister, are you also a fan of ‘Masked’?"

"Of course!"

Takanashi Rikka clenched her two delicate pink fists, her face serious.

"‘Masked’ is a true hero. I am still searching for a way to contact him. Someone with special abilities like him can definitely become a companion to my Evil Lord Shingan!"

Hearing Takanashi Rikka's words, Kawasaki Saki and Kawasaki Kyoka exchanged glances, making a simultaneous judgment in their hearts.

A glance is all it takes, diagnosed as…

Severe chunibyo.

The Kawasaki sisters wouldn't be foolish enough to believe that someone with special abilities like Yozora would reveal their true identity to strangers they just met in public.

This is clearly a chunibyo patient who worships “Masked.”

However, Kawasaki Kyoka and Kawasaki Saki did not show any unfriendly attitude towards Takanashi Rikka because of this.

Chunibyo is normal.

Regardless of whether she has chunibyo or not, she is still a supporter and fan of Yozora. Nothing else matters.

Kyoto's two most loyal “Masked” single-pushers completed a historic meeting in front of a shop on the street at this moment.

…

On the other side, the Overload Club's meeting room, which also has the attributes of a love hotel, is at Yozora's house.

"Now, everything is finally resolved."

Yozora leaned back on the sofa, looking somewhat tired.

Seeing him like this, Yukinoshita Yono, who is usually playful and lively, showed the side of a virtuous wife and loving mother, saying nothing, just walking behind Yozora, placing her fair and slender hands on his head, and gently massaging him to relax.

"You must be very tired, right? Then take a nap. You've been busy for so long, you should take a rest."

Hearing this, Hachishaku-sama, who was squatting in the corner, seemingly expecting something, couldn't help but speak.

"Eh, but…"

Yukinoshita Yono glanced at Hachishaku-sama coldly, her tone very calm, but her voice revealed an unquestionable taste.

"Are you in a hurry?"

Unexpectedly, facing her imposing words, Hachishaku-sama nodded with a blank and cute expression.

"Yes, I'm in a hurry."

Yukinoshita Yono: "…"

She is not familiar with Hachishaku-sama. After all, before awakening her spiritual abilities, Yono did not have the ability to “observe.” Although she knew of Hachishaku-sama's existence, she could not see, hear, or touch her.

And only now did Yono realize something.

This child…

Is she a little silly?

Are there even these kind of silly and cute evil spirits?

Could it be that she was made silly by Yozora's milk?

"Ko Hachi."

Yukinoshita Yono stood up, walked to Hachishaku-sama, bent down and stroked the other person's head, and said with a smile.

"Tell me, how long have Yozora and I not seen each other? If it's going to happen, shouldn't it be my turn first?"

How could Hachishaku-sama, with her simple and innocent personality, be Yukinoshita Yono's opponent?

You must know that even if Sakurajima Mai and Futaba Rio were tied together, they could only barely contend with this daughter of the Yukinoshita family.

Hachishaku-sama thought seriously for a moment, and then nodded hesitantly.

"It seems… that's the way it is."

Then, before Yono could reply, Hachishaku-sama said with a aggrieved expression.

"Then after you're done, will there be any left for me?"

"That, I don't know."

Listening to the conversation between Yono and Hachishaku-sama, Yozora sitting on the sofa was speechless.

"No, I'm really a little tired. You guys are taking advantage of the situation here, trying to unlock my defeat CG, aren't you?"

Yukinoshita Yono covered her mouth and chuckled, her voice revealing a hint of jealousy.

"When you ran off to save that Amano Hina student alone, you didn't think about whether it was dangerous or tiring. That's so nice. I want that kind of treatment too. It seems that, after all, I'm not important enough in your heart."

"Stop being sarcastic here, playing the green tea trick."

"Then come into the room with me."

Yukinoshita Yono is not a shy personality. She immediately grabbed Yozora's hand and led him into the master bedroom on the second floor.

At the moment of closing the door, a smug smile couldn't help but appear on her lips.

Hmph hmph.

Yozora's physical fitness is so strong that it is extraordinary, and he has many moves. His stamina is almost endless. He is simply an insurmountable opponent that Yono cannot compete with at all.

But this time, she is going to take advantage of the situation.

After experiencing such a battle, Yozora must be tired.

That's good. The two of them will be on the same level.

If she works harder, maybe she can complete the feat of draining the strongest exorcist and hear Yozora beg for mercy.

Just thinking about it, Yono felt that her plan was perfect.

But when she turned around, she was attacked like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

"Eh? Eh!? Slow down… Don't tear my clothes!"

Half an hour later.

"No… I really can't anymore. It's been five times… It's all filled up…"

Yukinoshita Yono's pupils were dilated, and even her tongue stuck out from her lips, panting slightly, looking like she had reached her limit and was dazed.

She finally realized that she was terribly wrong.

Is this exhaustion?

This is obviously deliberately fishing for me!!!

"No? Hmm?"

Yozora gently tugged on Yono's black short hair, looking at her exhausted appearance, her tone very firm.

"That won't do. I haven't had enough yet."

"Really… really can't."

Yono rarely showed a look of panic, her alluring body curled up into a ball, timidly.

"Again… another round and I'll really die."

"A professional exorcist can't give up easily!"

"I'm not a professional exorcist!"

Seeing that Yozora was about to start again, Yono, who felt that she was about to faint, didn't care so much and used the last bit of strength to shout towards the door.

"Hachishaku, save me!"

…

Three days later, in a familiar western restaurant.

"Sorry, sorry."

Wearing a camisole and hot pants, dressed beautifully and fashionably, clearly after careful preparation, Suka Natsumi walked quickly into the western restaurant, saw Yozora sitting there, and smiled apologetically.

"Sorry, I was late because of a traffic jam on the way."

After Suka Natsumi sat down, a beautiful woman wearing a chef's uniform walked over slowly, first glanced at Suka Natsumi, then her beautiful red eyes without any emotional fluctuations turned to Yozora, her tone calm.

"What do you want to eat?"

Yozora replied without hesitation.

"Jajangmyeon."

"We don't have it."

"Hulatang?"

"We don't have it."

"Chicken stew with mushrooms?"

"We don't have it."

"Why don't you have anything? Is this even a restaurant?"

"I beg you to be normal, okay? We are an Italian restaurant here, we don't have these ingredients prepared, can you not embarrass me, the chef?"

"Oh, then anything is fine."

"Okay."

After Takanashi Tohka turned and left, Suka Natsumi looked at Yozora sitting opposite her, meaningfully.

"You really have a lot of beautiful girls around you. Being able to become the chef of a restaurant of this level at such a young age is not only outstanding in appearance, but also a very excellent woman."

Yozora smiled noncommittally and asked back.

"Like you, who just graduated from university not long ago, but has already become the most famous self-media writer in Kyoto?"

Suka Natsumi supported her cheek with one hand, tilted her head slightly, stared at Yozora's handsome face with interest, and chuckled.

"Can I understand that you think I'm also very good-looking?"

"Look at what you're saying, I'm not blind."

Compared to her professional level, Suka Natsumi was obviously more receptive to Yozora's compliment that she was good-looking, and said with a smile.

"Regarding the matter you mentioned, I went through a lot of hardships and finally found some news."

"Five years ago, there was indeed a girl named Honma Meiko who died after falling into the river."

"After digging deeper, I found that this matter doesn't seem to be a simple accident."

Hearing this, Yozora couldn't help but become interested.

"Tell me more."

Suka Natsumi was stunned for a moment, and without thinking, she subconsciously replied.

"Tell you where?"

Yozora looked at the other party speechlessly.

"Do you want to drink milk too?"

Hearing this, Suka Natsumi's pretty face instantly turned red.

Although she has never been in love and has no experience in that area, as a mature older sister in her early twenties, she is not so naive that she cannot understand such obvious hints.

"Don't make dirty jokes."

Suka Natsumi coughed lightly, relieved her emotions a little, and then slowly said.

"Honma Meiko died in a mountain on the outskirts of Kyoto, in a turbulent river."

"And after my investigation, I found that every year, there are more than a dozen children of elementary school age who go missing or die in that mountain."

"Although the police also conducted investigations, due to insufficient evidence, they could only characterize it as an accidental death."

"According to rumors, I heard that hidden in that mountain forest is some kind of terrifying evil spirit that likes to eat the souls of children."