Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

“Oh, I see.”

Hearing Yui Yuigahama's nonchalant and relaxed tone, Saki Kawasaki tentatively asked.

“Speaking of... aren't you worried that he... might get hurt during the operation, or even...?”

“You're completely overthinking it.”

Yui Yuigahama could understand why Saki Kawasaki would have such concerns. After all, she wasn't a psychic. Even if she knew that Yozora was the strongest, she didn't have the same clear understanding of Yozora's strength as she and Futaba did.

“He's very strong, not just the strongest, but strong to the point of being several levels above us.”

“Even without using his soul manifestation ability, his physical abilities are very strong. What he showed during the sports festival was just a deliberately restrained state. If you really want me to talk about it...”

“Strength, speed, vision, hearing, explosiveness, stamina... judging from my personal experience... Yozora has far exceeded the limits of humanity.”

Personal experience?

Saki Kawasaki activated her passive skill: Element Detection.

Wait a moment.

“Hearing?”

“Yes.”

Yui Yuigahama didn't notice anything unusual and just smiled as she explained.

“Yozora's hearing is amazing. I remember once at school, he could immediately notice someone walking by in the distance of the corridor, dozens of meters away, even with the activity room door closed.”

Saki Kawasaki was stunned.

Yozora's hearing is that good?

If that's the case...

Then why did he pretend not to hear me when I told him I liked him last night?

Saki Kawasaki immediately thought of a possibility.

Could it be that Yozora thought that, given her personality, confessing her feelings was too difficult, so he deliberately pretended not to hear, reversed the offensive, and was going to confess to her instead?

A blush appeared on Saki Kawasaki's fair face, and her heart rate quickened.

This fair-skinned, tall and well-proportioned delinquent beauty with light blue pigtails…

Had completely fallen for the mighty God of Harem.

…

Meanwhile, Souichiro Yagami entered the office, ready to start another busy day of work.

“You're here, buddy?”

Hearing this familiar tone, Souichiro Yagami turned his head and, as expected, saw "Mask" sitting on the large leather sofa. On the coffee table in front of him were two bottles of cola, one chilled and the other at room temperature.

“Here, I'm treating you. Don't be polite with me, bro.”

Souichiro Yagami shook his head helplessly, loosened his tie, took off his suit jacket, sat down opposite Yozora, and accepted the bottle of room-temperature Pepsi Cola that the other party handed him.

“I never drink soda.”

Although Souichiro Yagami said this, he still unscrewed the cap and took a small sip.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw that "Mask," who was sitting opposite him, was looking at him with an inexplicable look of admiration in his eyes.

“Souichiro, you really are something.”

Yozora gave Souichiro Yagami a thumbs up, praising him from the bottom of his heart.

“You can actually drink room-temperature toilet cleaner, you're really a ruthless person.”

Then, without waiting for Souichiro Yagami to reply, Yozora began to speak on his own.

“Souichiro, have the identities of the two robbers in the Kyoto Tower incident been investigated?”

“Yes, we found out.”

Normally, criminal suspects, even deceased criminal suspects, in cases that are still under investigation, are considered absolutely confidential information. But clearly, with Souichiro Yagami's level of trust in "Mask," he no longer cared about confidentiality clauses and immediately replied.

“The man and woman were both locals from Kyoto City. The woman had experienced sexual assault as a child and had a history of mental illness. The man was normal, just an ordinary NEET (Not in Education, Employment, or Training).”

“I plan to conclude that it was a sudden mental breakdown, assign it to the Special Operations Group I'm in charge of, and then close the case after investigating it for a couple of days. Do you think that's okay?”

As someone who knew the inside story, Souichiro Yagami knew very well that the two tattered and gruesome corpses left at the scene were just shells occupied by evil spirits.

The real culprit who should be held responsible…

Had probably already suffered a punishment a hundred times more cruel than the law.

However, there was no way to prove that evil spirits had occupied human bodies to commit crimes. Even if Souichiro Yagami was willing to reveal the truth of the world to others, no one would believe him.

Moreover, in order to ensure the confidentiality of "Mask" and the others' identities, he would never reveal such things.

In the end, he could only end the investigation with a sudden mental breakdown as the result, just like the amusement park incident.

“I see…”

Yozora nodded noncommittally, then smiled and said.

“Little Sou, I have two tasks to assign to you.”

Souichiro Yagami sighed and complained.

“You little brat, you don't even call me by my name anymore, you just call me Little Sou, huh?”

“How about I promote you to the old-timer ranks and call you Old Sou? Old Yagami? Old Man?”

“Forget it, you can still call me Little Sou.”

“Alright, Little Sou.”

Yozora directly stated his request.

“Have you heard of the Slit-Mouthed Woman?”

“Huh?”

Souichiro Yagami was stunned for a moment, then his expression suddenly changed.

“Don't tell me, the Slit-Mouthed Woman has appeared!?”

“Unfortunately, not yet, but since you know about it, then things will be easier.”

Yozora slowly said.

"What you need to do is find a sparsely populated area, preferably one that's been abandoned, and then issue a public notice, warning the citizens of Kyoto that there have been frequent accidents in that area recently, and that the suspect is believed to be a woman wearing a mask... Anyway, don't explicitly say it's the Slit-Mouthed Woman, but make sure the description leans towards her characteristics. You don't have to be too specific, just say that it's under investigation, got it?"

Night God Soichiro's ability to analyze and deduce information and intelligence is obviously extraordinary, which allows him to sit in the position of Criminal Bureau Chief.

After hearing Night Star's words, he only pondered for a moment before reacting. He stared at the other party with a horrified expression, disbelief evident on his stern face, and his mouth agape.

"You kid... Don't tell me..."

"You've been watching too many weird films and developed a special taste for female ghosts, so you want to create one yourself, right?"

"I can't help you with this. I can't just sit by and watch you develop such a strange fetish!!!!"

Chapter 248: Are you confident you can help me put on a kimono?

After Night God Soichiro finished speaking, he found that, contrary to his expectations, "Mask" did not respond with the same abstract language, but remained uncharacteristically silent.

"Wait a minute..."

Night God Soichiro was originally half-joking, but at this moment, as if he had thought of something, his expression changed and he stared blankly.

"You wouldn't... have really... done that with a female ghost, would you?"

"Little So..."

Night Star sighed softly and said earnestly.

"Do you remember the woman in white you saw at Kyoto Municipal Kindergarten back then?"

A complicated look appeared in Night God Soichiro's eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"Yeah... It's hard to forget."

"That was the legendary Hachishaku-sama."

"Huh? Hachishaku?"

Night God Soichiro had certainly heard of the story of the so-called Hachishaku-sama, but hearing Night Star say that the tall woman in white was Hachishaku still made him feel very surprised.

He had always thought that the woman in white's identity was one of the other party's assistants.

So, after all this time, she's not even a person, but a ghost!?

"No, you... this... no..."

Night God Soichiro didn't know what to say for a moment.

This was too outrageous.

Aren't evil spirits and ghosts monsters that harbor malice towards humans?

How could they become "Mask's" assistants? And it's not like she just became one recently, she had already appeared with him when he first appeared in public.

What's going on?

"Could it be..."

Before Night God Soichiro could finish speaking, Night Star nodded, looking as if he was going to hell if he didn't, and slowly said.

"That's right. I sacrificed my own beauty to gain the help of Hachishaku-sama. In order to protect Kyoto City, in order to save thousands of innocent people, I need the power of Hachishaku-sama."

Night God Soichiro was filled with awe and respect.

So that's what happened!

As expected of "Mask"!

In Night God Soichiro's impression, Hachishaku-sama was tall and had a terrifying and hideous face, giving people a chilling feeling.

In order to obtain the assistance of this female ghost, "Mask" used his personal charm and even sacrificed himself. What a noble act!

He's simply a saint!

"So... you need the Slit-Mouthed Woman now?"

"That's right."

Night Star explained with a smile.

"Psychics, although they possess special powers, are still just humans. When acting, secrecy is one aspect, but they also need to rest and eat."

"But, evil spirits are different."

"They don't need sleep, they can recover from injuries quickly, and most importantly, unless they actively manifest using a contract or the power of a 'door,' ordinary humans cannot 'observe' their existence. They exist on two parallel lines that do not interfere with each other. Due to this nature, they are naturally perfect tools for collecting information."

Night God Soichiro rubbed his forehead. He had received too much information at once, especially information about the nature of evil spirits that leaned towards idealism and conflicted with his rational worldview, giving the Criminal Bureau Chief a headache.

"I understand. Simply put, you need a new evil spirit, like Hachishaku-sama, to become your assistant, right?"

"Yes."

"But why..."

Night God Soichiro frowned and asked doubtfully.

"Why does it have to be the Slit-Mouthed Woman? Wouldn't it be better to create some stronger ones, like... the Sixth Heaven Demon King, Izanami, Magatsuhi, or something like that?"

Hearing these outrageous words, Night Star looked at the Criminal Bureau Chief as if he were an idiot.

"If you really create them, are you going to go up against them? You just spout out so many outrageous names with a flip of your lips. Why don't you just replicate a Golden Frieza, and then get some like Belial, Zeus, Shiva, Bangle, Mewtwo, and just get them all? I think you're just afraid of not killing me."

Then, before Night God Soichiro could reply, Night Star shrugged and explained.

"Besides, if you issue a public notice, even if you try to associate it with those things, the citizens are unlikely to think that something like the Sixth Heaven Demon King or Izanami has appeared in some remote and uninhabited area, right?"

"It's not like you can create whatever you want."

"Overall, it's easier to evoke negative emotions in people's hearts with urban legends like the Slit-Mouthed Woman, which are more well-known but not too outrageous and are closer to life."

"And the most important point..."

Under Night God Soichiro's expectant gaze, Night Star said something outrageous that left him speechless but made sense.