Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

"Hurry up and come in."

Seeing Yurikawa Hana still stunned, Futaba Rio frowned slightly and directly pulled her into the badminton hall.

After entering, Futaba Rio looked around.

As she expected, the electricity in the badminton hall had been cut off for a long time due to the renovation.

Although there were cameras, a gymnasium of this size obviously couldn't afford high-end cameras with ultra-long standby time and real-time internet connection.

Perfectly meeting her conditions.

After entering the badminton hall, Futaba Rio didn't hesitate at all and directly took out her phone from her pocket and dialed Yozora's phone number.

To be stubborn in exorcism is not being tsundere, it's being an idiot.

In case of any accident, the three people present, plus Hachishaku, would all die.

It would be fine if she died.

But if Yotsuya Miko, as a psychic, Yurikawa Hana, who possesses a strong life force, and Hachishaku, who has fused with the power of the "Gate", were to be devoured by that special, half-human, half-evil spirit…

Wouldn't that be the same as raising a BOSS?

But what Futaba Rio didn't expect was that the call didn't go through, only a busy tone was heard.

"This…"

Her heart sank, and she had an extremely terrifying guess.

Could it be…

That Yozora has gone to the Reverse Side?

Although Hachishaku wasn't here, Yozora, as a psychic, could still travel between the present world and the Reverse Side during the Twilight Hour and the Hour of Encounter through the "Gates" that originally existed in Kyoto City.

If the call doesn't go through…

Wouldn't that be GG?

What to do, what to do?

Invincible Futaba Rio, you quickly think of a solution.

Futaba Rio's thoughts kept turning, and she was almost starting to hypnotize herself.

But after sorting out all the information and analyzing it, she came to a conclusion that she was unwilling to admit, but it was a fact.

She was being forced into a corner.

Just then.

"Cough cough."

Yotsuya Miko suddenly coughed twice, covering her chest with her hand, her brows tightly furrowed, and her face looked very tired.

Yurikawa Hana asked with concern: "Miko, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Yotsuya Miko waved her hand, took a deep breath, and leaned her back against the wall of the badminton hall.

She could feel that her Hundred Eyes had been destroyed.

From the time the group withdrew from the scene to running into this gymnasium, a total of only one and a half minutes had passed.

The Hundred Eyes with thirteen eyes could only last for a mere one and a half minutes in front of that evil spirit.

Yotsuya Miko realized that her initial judgment was too naive.

That evil spirit not only possessed extremely high intelligence, knowing not to directly eat Yurikawa Hana, but to absorb some of the life force from her body every day to enhance its own power.

Moreover, its strength was unimaginably powerful.

Speaking of which, Yotsuya Miko's soul manifestation, the Hundred Eyes, was not actually the type that was good at fighting, but more inclined to tracking traces and obtaining information through observation, belonging to the scout type of spirit. Its current combat power was only slightly stronger than Hachishaku.

And Hachishaku's power was not considered particularly strong among all evil spirits.

Yotsuya Miko was now protecting Yurikawa Hana and Futaba Rio, two ordinary people, so the Hundred Eyes was destroyed once, and her stamina and mental strength had been greatly depleted.

Two choices.

Summon the Hundred Eyes again, and she would lose her combat power.

Or not summon it, and she could barely continue to fight.

"Tap… Tap… Tap…"

A slow but clear sound of footsteps gradually approached the corner in front of the three.

From the rhythm of the footsteps, one could hear the playful teasing of a hunter before killing its prey.

"Slurp."

That half-human, half-evil man, sticking out a dark green, incredibly disgusting long tongue, with a twisted smile on his face, appeared from around the corner.

"I've caught you."

He, or rather it.

Its undisguised gaze was directly cast on Yurikawa Hana and Futaba Rio's chests, licking its lips, its eyes radiating lewd and twisted desire.

"What I like most is killing young girls of your type, and then slowly, bit by bit, savoring your bodies to my heart's content."

"As for you?"

The evil spirit cast its gaze on Yotsuya Miko, shaking its head with no interest.

"You're not good enough."

"This guy…"

Futaba Rio clenched her teeth tightly, her fingernails almost piercing her palms.

What she hated most in her life was her body being scrutinized by such a gaze.

It was such a gaze, and such disgusting words.

It even made her disgusted with herself.

Futaba Rio knew how absurd the victim-blaming theory was.

But after all, she was also a human being. No matter how rational she usually appeared, she could not escape the entanglement of emotions.

Or rather, Futaba Rio's extreme rationality was because she didn't want to face that emotional self, who was influenced by external opinions.

"Think I'm disgusting?"

The evil spirit licked its lips, its gaze constantly scanning back and forth between Futaba Rio and Yurikawa Hana's chests.

"Having such a body, in the final analysis, is your own fault, right!? How could it be my fault!? All of this, whether it's death or being played with, is your own fault!!!"

Yotsuya Miko was obviously angered by such remarks, but she still remained calm, took the long sword handed over by Hachishaku, supported her body with one hand, took a deep breath, and slowly opened her mouth.

"Futaba, take Yurikawa-san and leave first. There should be a back door in here. Hachishaku, go with them and leave this place."

"What about you?"

Yotsuya Miko stared straight at the evil spirit at the end of the corridor, doing her best to clench the long sword in her hand.

"As a professional exorcist, I won't lose, don't worry."

Futaba Rio knew that Yotsuya Miko was lying.

If she could really deal with this evil spirit alone, she should have instantly killed it on the street just now with the help of the Hundred Eyes and Hachishaku.

Now it was obvious that Yotsuya Miko wanted to delay time by actively sacrificing herself, so that she and Yurikawa Hana would have time to escape.

Reason told Futaba that it was better for one person to die than for all three to die here.

But emotion made her stop in her tracks. Although her lips were slightly open, she couldn't say the words, "I'll leave it to you."

"Clang!"

The evil spirit spat out its long tongue, colliding with the long sword in Yotsuya Miko's hand again.

However, this time, Yotsuya Miko's steps were unsteady, and she was shaken back several steps by the impact, directly sitting on the ground.

She clenched her silver teeth, enduring the exhaustion of physical overdraft, struggled to climb up from the ground again, and once again pointed the tip of the sword in her hand at the evil spirit in front of her.

"Miko…"

Seeing Yotsuya Miko's appearance, even though she was exhausted, she still had to persevere, Futaba Rio took a deep breath, and an unprecedented look of determination appeared in her eyes.

She had to do something.

At this time, the evil spirit felt that it had the victory in its grasp, its voice with a bit of mockery and a very perverted excitement.

"After killing you, I will go and enjoy and play with the pleasure of those two girls, with their very H bodies…"

"Shut up!"

Before the evil spirit could finish speaking, Futaba Rio suddenly interrupted with an angry shout.

Yotsuya Miko had never seen the other party's emotions so agitated.

At the same time, behind the corner of the corridor.

Yozora leaned against the wall, chuckling to himself.

"Finally, it's coming."

… …

"It's disgusting to casually comment on other people's bodies."

Futaba Rio took out a light green hair tie from her pocket and tied her long hair, which was scattered on both sides of her shoulders, into a ponytail.

She took off her glasses, and her vision seemed to become incredibly clear at this moment.

Futaba Rio's gaze was directly cast on the evil spirit's face, saying word by word.

"Even such a me, even me myself, who is disgusted by it, is still needed by others."

"Yui, Miko, and… Yozora."

"Such a me can also be needed by people in the Supernatural Society. That place is my place of belonging."

"From now on, that Futaba Rio who is tormented by the need for recognition no longer exists."

"Because, having these people who need me is completely enough!"

At the same time as Futaba Rio's voice fell, the vision in front of her eyes, like shattered glass, bloomed with wisps of patterns.

A strange voice sounded in her mind.

"Have you finally endured to the limit?"

"The pain you suffer is not only from others, but also from your own emptiness."

"Now this emptiness has been filled."

"Face that self who is swayed by emotions, who needs to be needed by others, who is not so perfect."

"Now, call out my true name."

Futaba Rio slowly clenched her right hand holding the glasses, the frame was squeezed out of shape, and fine cracks appeared on the transparent lenses, eventually turning into fragments, piercing Futaba Rio's snow-white palm.

Crimson blood dripped onto the ground.

Futaba Rio opened her lips slightly, raised her head and looked directly into the eyes of the evil spirit in front of her, saying word by word.

"Reveal your true form…"

"Hone-onna."

As Futaba Rio's voice fell, a female ghost wearing a kimono, with a beautiful face, but whose body below the neck was entirely composed of white bones, appeared.

Hone-onna's eyes, filled with resentment fire, locked onto the evil spirit in front of her.

Yozora, who was hiding behind the corner, heard Futaba Rio call out the true name of her soul and murmured to himself.

"Finally…"

"Futaba Rio, has awakened."

Chapter 076: Hone-onna's Powerful Combat Power, Wise and Gentle Sakurajima Mai