Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

Wu Jialuo's secret skill, Liberation, and Nango Nitsuru, as a psychic, both have obvious pre-attack movements before launching an attack.

Anyone who has played fighting games knows that a large post-attack delay doesn't matter; it might be a fake delay that can be canceled with special operations. Even if it's a real delay, you can gamble that the opponent won't catch you. But if the pre-attack delay is too long, the character is useless.

Take Yotsuya Miko as an example. With her current level of skill, she can complete a series of actions—detecting an enemy, summoning the soul's true form, merging with Hundred Eyes, and switching to a combat stance—in less than 0.3 seconds.

Nango Nitsuru and Wu Jialuo still need more practice.

Next, it's your turn, Shimiya...

Before Yosho could say the word "classmate," Shimiya Kaguya suddenly raised her head and said something that no one present expected, or at least, shouldn't have said in this situation.

"Yosho, I... I like you!"

Chapter 532: The Exorcist's Self-Training, and the Weird Incident in Wakayama

"Huh?"

Not to mention everyone else present, even Yosho seemed stunned by this sudden direct attack, and subconsciously looked at Shimiya Kaguya, who had uttered the shocking words.

"Success."

The moment their eyes met, Shimiya Kaguya immediately activated her soul's manifestation ability. Ruby-like eyes gleamed with psychic power, attempting to mentally control Yosho.

Shimiya Kaguya knew very well that she couldn't just make eye contact and completely control Yosho's mind like she could with ordinary people. But as long as there was even a moment of weakness, she would have the chance to use the Child-Slayer Yasutsuna in her hand to harm Yosho and pass this test.

However, to Shimiya Kaguya's surprise, the moment she tried to activate her ability, her eyes suddenly felt a strange sting, and she subconsciously looked away.

The next second, a terrifying roar that only she and Nango Nitsuru could hear suddenly echoed throughout the training ground.

Before Shimiya Kaguya could react, she heard her soul's true form, Kaguya-hime, cry out in alarm. When she turned to look, she saw a huge, headless monster, half black and half white, had firmly grabbed Kaguya-hime with its two ghostly hands. The smooth cross-section of its neck had turned into a huge mouth full of sharp teeth, opening to an extremely exaggerated degree, about to bite off Kaguya-hime's head.

"Let's end it here."

Hearing Yosho's voice, the black and white headless monster seemed hesitant, and didn't immediately release Kaguya-hime.

"Damn you, I told you to let go, didn't you hear me?"

The next second, Yosho appeared in front of his soul's true form and kicked the monster's massive body like a soccer ball, sending it flying until it crashed into the wall at the edge of the training ground.

"That... Yosho... I..."

"Consider that you've passed the test."

Yosho replied with a carefree smile.

"Using words to attract the enemy's attention and make them subconsciously meet your gaze is a good strategy. If it wasn't me who met your gaze just now, but Yotsuya Miko and the others, they would have at least been stunned for a moment. You've passed the test."

"Next..."

As he said this, Shimiya Kaguya and Nango Nitsuru suddenly heard a whimper, like a small animal feeling wronged.

"Ugh..."

"Flattery? Flattery works?"

Facing the black and white headless monster, which was crawling over on its two ghostly hands, looking like it was trying to please him, Yosho showed no mercy. He simply took out a silver nail from his pocket and directly pierced it into the monster's chest.

"You bastard... you're really starving, wanting to eat even your comrade's soul's true form? How dare you! I bet if you starve for a while longer, you'll even want to eat me!?"

Although the black and white headless monster didn't have a mouth and couldn't refute verbally, it was, after all, Yosho's soul's true form, and it still possessed certain special skills.

Nango Nitsuru and Shimiya Kaguya saw the headless monster, in its frustration, making all sorts of gestures with its pale and black ghostly hands, so fast that they seemed to blur.

"Hand... sign language?"

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing the black and white headless monster still daring to argue, Yosho directly swung his palm and slapped it on the chest, frowning tightly.

"My harem god's sign language is for getting closer to beautiful girls, who told you to use it in such an improper place!? Hmm?"

Shimiya Kaguya and Nango Nitsuru were both speechless.

Compared to that... your purpose... seems even more improper, right?

"Besides, what do you mean by being hungry for so long and unable to hold back?"

Yosho's serious education of his soul's true form continued.

"If you can't even control mere appetite, how can you call yourself a strong person? How can you call yourself a professional exorcist?"

Hearing this, Nango Nitsuru, Shimiya Kaguya, and Amane Suzuha, the three people who had participated in the otherworld operation, finally understood the reason why Yosho's soul's true form had lost control and acted so excessively.

Simply put, it was starving.

When going to that world, Yosho consumed a large amount of spiritual power, even to the point where he was temporarily unable to use his soul's manifestation ability. When he fought "Kira," who had merged with the Holy Grail, he used his last reserves, exchanging one of his arms to gain enough spiritual power to transform into that Leo Ultraman.

If he had eaten "Kira" after the battle, he would have been able to replenish some spiritual power.

But unfortunately, at that time, "Kira's" body was fused with the fragments of the Holy Grail. Although Shimiya Kaguya and the others didn't quite understand, just looking at the scene in the underground cave at the time, they could guess that the so-called golden Holy Grail was not a good thing. It was like food that was infected with a virus and had rotted, and no matter how hungry you were, you couldn't eat it.

In this state of starvation, and then being attacked by Shimiya Kaguya's soul's true form, it was understandable that the black and white headless monster would act excessively.

The problem is...

The soul's true form symbolizes the psychic's true heart.

The fact that the black and white headless monster would do such a thing because it was starving also meant that...

The current Yosho was also in urgent need of spiritual power replenishment.

Thinking of this, Shimiya Kaguya and Nango Nitsuru, as psychics who had already awakened their soul's manifestation, once again realized the terrifying extent of this guy Yosho's willpower.

Not only could he tear off his arm without changing his expression, but he could also maintain his usual rational state in this hunger that was enough to make his soul's true form nearly lose control. No one was able to detect his abnormality...

How much endurance does he have?

“Nightstar… why… don't you go to the Reverse Side to find evil spirits to devour… Even if the number of evil spirits in Kyoto's Reverse Side is insufficient, aren't there Tokyo and Osaka's Reverse Sides as well… There's absolutely no need to endure it…”

“I am testing my limits.”

Nightstar waved his hand, first causing his Soul Avatar to disappear, and then lightly replied.

“This battle is the first time ever that I've been pushed to my limit, exhausting all my spiritual power, even to the point of having to devour myself to use the soul manifestation ability in desperation. And I've also realized that, compared to you, because of my special constitution, my Soul Avatar is more prone to losing control.”

“Losing reason in battle, being driven by the intense desire to devour the evil spirits before you, is not a mistake a professional exorcist should make.”

“Since I've discovered the flaws in my abilities, I need to solve them through special training. I am currently in the midst of that training.”

Shinomia Kaguya's face showed hesitation upon hearing this, and a hint of heartache flashed in the depths of her eyes.

“Is such self-torturing special training… really necessary…?”

“Of course, it's necessary.”

As the person involved, Nightstar replied with a very relaxed, nonchalant tone, chuckling.

“Contingency measures under extreme conditions may not be needed, but we can't not have them. Besides, the first bite of delicious food eaten in a state of extreme hunger is the ultimate enjoyment. So, until I find something delicious enough for me to devour, I'll remain in this state for now.”

… …

Later that evening, inside Kawasaki Saki's room in the Overload Club apartment building.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, wearing a maid outfit and white stockings, with cat ears and a tail accessory, as well as a maid headband, Kawasaki Saki's face flushed slightly, this shyness made even more obvious by her fair skin.

“Umi… Umi, this outfit… is too… too… something…”

“Too something? Doesn't it look great?”

Kitagawa Umi stood up, put her arm around Kawasaki Saki's shoulders, observed her image reflected in the mirror, and nodded with a satisfied expression.

“Yeah, so cute! Plus, with your usual personality, there's a sense of contrast, it's just perfect! No wonder it's an image I designed!”

“You're just patting yourself on the back…”

Kawasaki Saki pursed her lips, hesitating slightly.

“But… it hasn't been long since the operation ended, won't Nightstar still be tired? Going to find him at this time…”

“Eh? It's precisely because he's tired, worked hard, and is exhausted that we have to go!”

Kitagawa Umi said with a serious face.

“Although my relationship with Miko, Rio, and Mai-senpai is also very good, don't you want to be the first to defeat the BOSS, to see that always-composed guy show exhaustion in front of you, to taste the bitter taste of defeat, to be the first to successfully conquer the BOSS? As the support strategy team, plus you being a psychic with extraordinary stamina, our combination is the most likely to clear the game. We have to take advantage of this opportunity to thoroughly conquer the BOSS.”

“You make it sound easy…”

Kawasaki Saki recalled the feelings she had during her previous evening special training sessions with Nightstar, both shy and nervous, and said with lingering fear.

“Why don't you go yourself?”

Kitagawa Umi retorted with confidence.

“If I were a psychic, I would have gone already. Besides, it's not like I haven't gone before.”

Kawasaki Saki: “…… Then at least… you come with me tonight…”

“That won't do.”

Kitagawa Umi shook her head, raised the DVD in her hand, and said with a smile.

“I bought the cosplay outfit today, and I suddenly want to watch that anime again to deepen my understanding of the character. So, you can only take on the challenge alone.”

Kawasaki Saki muttered softly upon hearing this.

“I feel like… you're deliberately trying to trick me…”

“Nonsense.”

Kitagawa Umi said with a serious face: “You and I are like sisters, how could I deliberately trick you? I've already inquired, Nightstar is free tonight, go quickly, don't delay the battle.”

“You really are…”

… …

Ten minutes later, at the door of Nightstar's room.

“Huff… huff…”

Wearing a maid outfit, Kawasaki Saki raised her hand, but stopped before knocking, and kept taking deep breaths, undergoing psychological preparation. After all, with her personality, if it weren't for Kitagawa Umi's best efforts to persuade her, she would never have taken the initiative to find Nightstar dressed like this.

Just as Kawasaki Saki was hesitating, the door suddenly opened.

“What are you standing there for? Come in.”

“Eh?”

Hearing Nightstar's voice, Kawasaki Saki froze for a moment, carefully walked in, closed the door, and tentatively asked, looking at Nightstar, who seemed to have just finished showering and was wiping his hair.

“Umi told you?”

“Ah? Told me what?”

“Then you… why did you know I was coming to find you…”

“Don't be silly.”

Nightstar replied casually while wiping his hair.

“I can clearly hear your breathing outside the door even inside the room, how could I not know it was you?”

Hearing this, Kawasaki Saki couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

How could she have asked such a stupid question?

She clearly knew that Nightstar's physical fitness, vision, and hearing were far beyond ordinary people. After undergoing special training, she also possessed similar physical enhancements, but in her nervousness, she had forgotten about it.

Embarrassing, it was really embarrassing.

“A maid outfit?”

Hearing Nightstar's smiling inquiry, a shy blush appeared on Kawasaki Saki's fair face, and she said in a voice as thin as a mosquito's buzz.

“That… that was Umi forcing me to wear it…”

Before she could finish speaking, Nightstar suddenly interrupted with a smile.

“Very cute, it suits you.”

“Cu… cu… cu… cute?”

Kawasaki Saki was hit by the God of Harem's sudden direct attack, and for a moment, she couldn't even speak clearly.

She had forgotten when the last time someone had praised her as cute was.

It seemed… to be in elementary school? From her parents' praise?