Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

"At this point... you're still thinking about your junior?"

Rather than jealousy, Rio Futaba's expression was more clearly one of speechlessness, but at the same time, she also breathed a sigh of relief.

Honestly, if the person wielding this absolute power wasn't Yozora, but someone with a normal personality, not to mention whether they would go astray, just facing Rokka Sakuragawa's last desperate gamble would be difficult to handle. One wrong move, and they could fall into a moral dilemma.

Fortunately, Yozora has no morals.

When "Kamen's" reputation reached its peak, even to the point of being blindly sought after and worshipped by everyone, his heart didn't waver in the slightest. Similarly, he wouldn't care about the current slander and doubts.

The so-called freedom from any external constraints, relying solely on one's own will, is perhaps like this.

Meanwhile, in Osaka, inside a conference room on the top floor of a certain building, a dozen middle-aged men sat around a long table, all wearing solemn expressions as they looked at the empty seat at the head.

"Sato... that Sato... is actually dead..."

"Damn it... with his status as a councilor, he could have brought us many benefits... but now..."

"The present isn't important anymore. What's important is that the guy was also some kind of psychic. Now that we know how they awaken, why can't we awaken ourselves? When that happens, money, status, power, everything will be in our hands!"

"But... 'Kamen' said... that anyone who awakens psychic abilities... he will kill without hesitation... This..."

"Heh heh, that's just an empty threat."

One of the middle-aged men in a suit shook his head, a look of disdain on his face.

"After exposing the essence of power, he's just a mere human. Even if we awaken psychic abilities, as long as we're careful, how would he know our identities?"

Hearing these words, greed couldn't help but surface in the eyes of everyone present. They had clearly already begun to imagine themselves awakening psychic abilities and standing above everyone else.

After all, at their level, money was just a simple number. Supporting Councilor Sato's election was to gain greater power. But if they became psychics... wielding that superhuman power, and if they could eliminate "Kamen," wouldn't they be able to do whatever they wanted in the future?

At that moment, intense desire sprouted in the hearts of each of them.

But the next second, a small black dot suddenly appeared in the distance, approaching at a speed almost impossible to see with the naked eye.

"Crack!"

Hearing the sound of shattering glass, the dozen or so men present stood up and took a few steps back, their faces filled with the word 'panic'.

That was bulletproof glass!

More importantly, this was the thirtieth-something floor!

They watched as the mysterious figure crashed through the bulletproof glass and slowly landed on the ground, with a pair of black and red-lined wings extending from its back, wearing a crimson Tengu mask and dressed in ornate white clothing. Their expressions froze, and then fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, their pupils dilating with fear.

"K... Kira..."

"Hmm... looks like everyone's here."

Yagami Light scanned the people in front of him with his scarlet eyes and nodded in satisfaction.

"That saves me some trouble."

...

A minute later, the screams inside the conference room stopped, returning to silence, with only the soft sound of blood dripping on the ground.

Yagami Light's originally pure white gloves were now stained crimson, the same dark red as his eyes.

He looked at the dozen or so tragically dead bodies in front of him and the dark red river formed by blood and minced flesh on the ground, but his eyes didn't waver in the slightest.

"Wanting to awaken psychic abilities... hmm, a very good idea. Unfortunately, you won't have the chance."

A few minutes ago, that middle-aged man had said something.

"Kamen" was just a mere human with special powers.

He was right.

"Kamen" was just that.

But Yozora was different.

He was the chosen one, assisted by the Shigomiya Financial Group, Souichiro Yagami, the head of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's Special Investigations Unit, the world's strongest detective L, the famous self-media personality Natsumi Suka, the Yukinoshita Group, the Kure Clan, specializing in training assassins, the famous exorcist priest Noto Oda, the tarot card divination expert Mother Spirit, the abstract head priest of Honkoji Temple, Master Miyamoto, and many other forces.

In just half a day, L had used the Metropolitan Police Department's intelligence network to collect all the actions of Councilor Sato since he had risen to prominence, including the intricate and suspicious connections with the executives of this large local Osaka company.

Councilor Sato was like an exposed thread. After his identity was revealed, following this thread, L and Souichiro Yagami didn't need to spend much effort to find many highly suspicious people.

There were also the government officials who approved the airship's departure, the flyer printing businesses, and those nurses who were mentioned earlier, who worked in the intensive care unit, using their positions to hand out flyers to those who still yearned for life, had a strong desire to survive, but were terminally ill, attempting to quickly create a large number of psychics in this way.

Yagami Light didn't stay any longer, didn't even glance at the corpses on the ground. He simply squatted down and used his gloved index finger to dab some blood on the ground and wrote a sentence on the wall before spreading his black wings and flying out of the broken window.

"Tonight, the Sakura Province will be purged."

...

The next morning, at Yozora's house.

"This station is reporting breaking news. Last night, large-scale murder incidents occurred throughout Sakura Province. More than two hundred deaths have been confirmed, including grassroots nurses and high-level figures from large corporations."

"Each site had a phrase written in blood."

Broadcasting here, the television gave a somewhat blurred photo, as if taken with a mobile phone. On the snow-white wall, a short sentence was written in bright red blood.

"All sins will be punished."

Signed: Kira.

Seeing the photo of the blood-written words, Yozora shook his head and chuckled.

"Light's methods are really cruel."

"You're not in a position to talk, are you?"

Mai Sakurajima, who was cooking in the kitchen, couldn't help but say when she heard this.

"The scene of you killing Councilor Sato was also very cruel. Even I was a little afraid to watch."

"It was alright, I guess."

Yozora picked up a frozen Coca-Cola from the table and took a sip, replying very calmly.

"Only by using such bloody and cruel methods can we temporarily stabilize the order of society. This is the most efficient method. It's not that I'm enjoying the process, of course, I am also enjoying it."

"Your violent tendencies are very serious."

Mai Sakurajima walked to the table with a beautiful breakfast. She tucked the black hair behind her ear, first cut the prepared steak with a knife and fork, picked up a small piece, blew on it gently a couple of times, and finally touched it with her own lips to make sure it wasn't too hot before feeding it to Yexing's mouth. There was no shyness in her behavior, as if this was a matter of course, showing the gentle temperament of a virtuous wife and good mother.

“I don't object to what you're doing, I just hope you don't get too deeply involved in this kind of thing, lest you lose control of your mind.”

“That won’t happen.”

Yexing accepted Mai Sakurajima’s feeding with peace of mind and smiled meaningfully.

“Don’t I have many ways to relieve stress?”

“Oh, shut up, what kind of talk is that…”

Sakurajima Mai’s face flushed, and she snorted softly.

“Are you really treating us as… as… as tools to vent your desires?”

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

Yexing explained with a straight face.

“Please, there are so many of you, and only one of me. Obviously, I have become your tool to vent your desires. I'm the one who's more miserable, right?”

“What twisted logic.”

Sakurajima Mai snorted softly, her face flushed slightly.

“If there was only one person… or only a few people… you would kill them sooner or later, right? I can't handle it anyway.”

“Since we're on the subject…”

“You… you bad guy… you want to again…”

“After all, Mai-senpai, your attire is just too tempting.”

Sakurajima Mai's face flushed even more upon hearing this. At Yexing's request, she was only wearing an apron. Fortunately, only she and him were at home. If Miko and the others were here, there was no way she would wear such clothes and go to the kitchen to cook.

“Then… then be gentle. I tossed and turned all night yesterday, and my legs are shaking…”

“Don’t worry, I will be gentle.”

Sakurajima Mai obediently lay down on the large dining table, covering her face with her hands. Although she was shy, she never refused Yexing's requests in this kind of matter.

…

Soon, it was March 3rd.

At Kawasaki Saki's suggestion, Kitagawa Marin invited Yexing to accompany her to the Tokyo Comiket, but this time, she did not sign up as a cosplayer, but simply to have fun.

Although she brought the cosplay outfit, that Little Succubus outfit… was indeed not suitable for display in public.

But even so, Kawasaki Saki still made her bring it, saying it was a decisive tool.

During this period, a huge wave was also set off within Sakura Province.

Yagami Light killed a total of 276 suspects who believed in the Izanami cult and created the leaflet incident, as well as well-known entrepreneurs and government officials who had cooperated with Councilor Sato, overnight, and left the name “Kira” at each crime scene.

Killing two hundred and seventy-six people across several cities…

It only took him one night to accomplish these things.

Faced with such a major case of a heinous nature, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department immediately responded.

“Kira” is a heinous criminal who must be arrested and brought to justice as soon as possible. The Metropolitan Police Department is already using all police force to search for and arrest him.

Of course, this was just a casual statement to appease the public's emotions.

The focus was actually on the announcement that followed.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and various local police departments came to the same conclusion after investigation.

Those killed by “Kira” were indeed evil people who participated in the leaflet incident, believed in the so-called evil god Izanami, or had cooperated with Councilor Sato and engaged in bribery.

While condemning “Kira’s” actions, the police department also issued a warning to the general public. If there are still people who once believed in the Izanami cult or had undisclosed transactions with Councilor Sato, please turn yourselves in as soon as possible for your own safety.

At the same time, the police department also listened to L's suggestion and announced the method of randomly pulling out a hair, which is said to be able to detect spiritual power users, to appease the public's panic.

No one expected that what “Mask” did on live television that day was just an appetizer. The real main course was “Kira’s” almost crazy slaughter.

Among the dead, there were many people in high positions, but they were still killed by “Kira” without hesitation.

This proves that “Kira’s” promise is not just empty words. No matter who you are, no matter how many bodyguards you hire, no matter how hidden you are, as long as you commit evil deeds, you will be punished.

Of course, there are also many people on the Internet who denounce “Kira’s” extreme behavior of carrying out large-scale killings directly without any trial.

However, this was originally Yagami Light's purpose.

As he expected, the focus of public opinion was on “Kira.” In comparison, although a small number of people were also discussing the legitimacy of “Mask’s” behavior, after all, everyone saw Councilor Sato turning into a demon with a hideous and distorted face, and the heat had gradually dissipated.

Self-destructing truck, this set was really understood by Prison Moon.

“That…”

Kitagawa Marin, who was sitting on the train to Tokyo, glanced at Yexing sitting next to her, nervously pinching the corners of her clothes with both hands, and said softly with her head down.

“At this time, letting you accompany me to the Comiket… you must think I’m very inconsiderate, right…”

“Not at all.”

Yexing waved his hand, looked at the scenery passing by quickly outside the window, and replied softly.

“At this stage, everything I can do has already been completed. Besides, I am not the kind of selfless and desireless perfect hero. I am just an ordinary person who is a bit handsome, has good grades, has a lot of eroge experience, is good at many musical instruments, and has an impeccable personality.”

Hearing this, Kitagawa Marin couldn't help but want to complain, when she saw Yexing turn his head and look at her with a smile in his eyes.

“Compared to strangers, I will definitely put the people who are very important to me first.”

Kitagawa Marin was stunned for a moment, then her face instantly turned red, and she stared at her knees with her head down, her palms sweating nervously.

Very… very important person?

Does Yexing mean that I am very important to him?

In what sense is it important?

Is it the importance of a club member to the president? The importance between classmates? The importance between friends? Or…?

Although Kitagawa Marin is dressed as a gyaru and usually looks generous, she has actually been seen through by Kawasaki Saki long ago.

She is just a pure girl who has played many romance-related games, some of which even contain 18+ content. Although she can talk eloquently about these things, she is actually a shy girl who blushes just by making eye contact with Yexing.

Otherwise, how could Kawasaki Saki be so anxious?