Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

Immediately after, she looked at her father walking towards the living room and cautiously reminded him.

"Um, Father, you need to be mentally prepared."

"Mentally prepared?"

Miko's father waved his hand and laughed heartily.

"I'm an old man, talking to a teenager, what's there to be nervous about? Don't worry."

...

Miko's father was originally full of confidence.

Just a high school boy, himself as a former head of the family, tempered by years of society, mature and steady, he would definitely take the initiative in the conversation.

He had to figure out if this kid named Yozora had any improper thoughts about his daughter.

This old father's persistence was Miko's father's last obsession.

He had even thought of an imposing opening, but he was completely stunned the moment he stepped into the living room.

"You're here? Please, sit down."

Yozora was sitting cross-legged on the floor, with Miko's father's own portrait and memorial tablet right in front of him.

Even more outrageous.

He was holding a pudding in his hand.

Miko's father was stunned.

"You... the one you're holding, isn't it..."

"That's right."

Yozora replied nonchalantly.

"It's the pudding offered to you."

Seeing him admit it directly, Miko's father was completely dumbfounded.

Stealing offerings for the dead?

That was already outrageous enough.

What's even more outrageous is stealing it in front of the person being offered to!

He now understood what his daughter meant by telling him to be mentally prepared.

This kid...

Was he mentally unstable?

Looking at Miko's father who was dumbfounded, Yozora was very confident, and he was all about taking it for granted.

"I figured you couldn't eat it anyway, and it would be a waste to leave it here, so I might as well eat it."

Miko's father's expression was very complicated, looking at the pudding in Yozora's hand, he smacked his lips, and finally, he could only sigh helplessly.

"Alright, alright, you're a guest after all, eat it if you want."

Miko's father tried to sort out his emotions, trying to maintain a serious look, and slowly walked over, sitting cross-legged beside Yozora.

Before he could open his mouth and say the imposing opening he had already thought of, he was completely unable to hold back by the other party's actions and words.

Yozora handed a stick of incense to Miko's father, smiling very naturally.

"Since we're idle anyway, light an incense for yourself."

Chapter 021: I will take care of your wife, so have no worries.

"Ah, this..."

Miko's father looked blank, not knowing how to respond.

Light an incense for himself?

How did it feel like this behavior was a bit outrageous?

"Just kidding."

Yozora shook his head and said with a chuckle.

After that, he lit the incense in his hand and inserted it in front of Miko's father's portrait, put his hands together, bowed slightly, and muttered to himself in prayer.

"I hope the deceased will bless me, so that I will have beautiful girls throwing themselves into my arms every week... no, every day, and it would be best to have a catgirl, thank you, thank you."

Listening to Yozora's incomparably pious tone and the outrageous content of his prayer, Miko's father looked speechless.

Have beautiful girls throwing themselves into his arms every day?

And even have a catgirl?

He didn't have that ability.

Besides, praying to the deceased for blessings was all silently in the heart, how could anyone say it out loud, as if afraid others wouldn't hear?

Rated as, the innate abstract holy body.

Miko's father shook his head, threw the complex emotions in his heart to the back of his mind, coughed lightly twice, and then said.

"Yozora-kun, I can sense that you seem to be a little different from ordinary people."

Immediately after, Miko's father seemed to have thought of something and quickly added.

"I'm referring to your body, not your brain."

"Being sarcastic?"

"I didn't mean that at all, don't overthink it."

After a short conversation, Miko's father's heart, which was worried about his daughter, was completely relieved.

He didn't quite understand what type his daughter liked.

But ninety-nine percent, it definitely wasn't as abstract as Yozora.

To what extent was Yozora's abstraction?

It even made people ignore his outstanding appearance when talking to him.

What came into view was only abstraction.

Abstraction to the extreme is a kind of art.

The great painter Van Gogh pursued this all his life.

"Alright, enough with the small talk."

The frivolous and lazy smile on Yozora's face instantly disappeared, replaced by a serious look.

He looked at the spirit of Miko's father and slowly asked.

"Regarding the long sword that Miko and I brought back today, can you feel anything different about it?"

"Hmm... there is indeed."

Miko's father stroked his chin, thoughtfully saying.

"Although the long sword hasn't been unsheathed yet, before you even entered the house, I felt a very uneasy aura. If this wasn't my home from when I was alive, I would have wanted to escape as soon as possible."

"I see."

Yozora listened and took out the black notebook, recording on it.

"Hmm... has an extremely strong deterrent effect on ordinary ghosts and monsters."

Immediately after, Yozora asked again.

"Do you know if there's any place that even evil spirits and ghosts dare not set foot in?"

"This, there really is."

Miko's father didn't hesitate much, scratching his head and replying.

"There are a few places, namely..."

After writing down all the locations the other party said, Yozora couldn't help but frown slightly.

He had expected the few shrines in Kyoto City.

After all, in the original plot, Miko went to the shrine to pray and obtained the ability to summon the twins to destroy evil spirits three times.

But why did an inappropriate, cheerful... McDonald's appear among the names of several shrines?

You, sir, are you making fun of me?

But on second thought.

Miko's father had no reason to deceive him.

As the saying goes, people are kind when they are about to die.

According to this principle, Miko's father, who was already dead, would be super doubled, kind upon kind.

Most importantly, looking at the other party's appearance, he should also be able to understand.

Having the ability of the yin-yang eyes was not a good thing for Miko.

But a malicious joke made by God.

"Well, there's nothing else I want to ask you."

Hearing Yozora's words, Miko's father nodded, then looked serious and said in a deep voice.

"Yozora-kun, although this is our first meeting, I have a request that I hope you will definitely agree to."

"Hmm, please speak."

"I hope you can protect Miko's safety."

Faced with Miko's father's sincere and almost pleading words, Yozora just shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I can't promise you that."

Miko's father was stunned: "Why, why not?"

"First of all, I can't even protect myself."

Yozora shrugged and smiled.

"Secondly, are you sure Miko's wish is really just to live a stable life?"

Hearing this question, Miko's father could only remain silent.

He knew that his daughter, although on the surface she seemed to have a blank personality, was a kind girl who was willing to help others in her heart.

Could he, as a father, tell Miko not to think about being a good person and just take care of herself?

He really couldn't bring himself to say it.

"But."

Just when Miko's father was in a complicated mood, Yozora suddenly changed his tone.

"What I can promise is that I will find a way to give Miko the ability to fight against evil spirits, just like myself."

Hearing this, Miko's father sighed helplessly, extended his right hand and shook hands with Yozora.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Yozora-kun."

"OK, I will take care of your wife, so have no worries."

Miko's father's face, which was gradually becoming transparent, showed a speechless look, leaving only the last sentence before disappearing completely.

"You kid, you've really opened my eyes."

...

After Miko's father passed on, Miko's mother happened to walk out of the kitchen, putting the steaming dishes on the table.

Without even taking off her apron, she warmly greeted Yozora, who was sitting in front of Miko's father's portrait.

"Yozora-kun, come and eat together."