Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

Seeing her daughter, the mother felt that Yakumo was a really good young man.

On his first visit, he not only brought a gift but also lit incense for Jianzi's deceased father.

What a considerate and gentle boy.

"Touko-nee, I have something to do, so I won't stay for dinner."

Hearing Yakumo call herself 'nee' and using her given name so intimately, Jianzi's mother was overjoyed.

"Eh, how can you not eat?"

"Next time for sure, I really have something to do today."

When Shikoya Toko heard him say this, she didn't insist, just smiled.

"Okay, come over to play next time you have time."

"Definitely, definitely."

After Yakumo replied with a smile, he walked to the living room door, looked at Shikoya Jianzi with a complex expression, and greeted her.

"Then I'll go first, see you at school tomorrow, Little Niece."

After saying that, before Shikoya Jianzi could retort, he left directly.

Chapter 022: The Evil That Needs to Be Completely Eliminated

That night, inside an izakaya.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!"

The man who was groping on the train was now holding a bottle of shochu, without even using a cup, drinking large gulps into his stomach.

Looking at the mess on the table, with bottles scattered all over, and the redness on his face, it was clear that he had come to drown his sorrows alone.

"Damn brat..."

The man slammed the bottle on the table, raised his hand to touch his mouth, recalling what happened on the train, his eyes showing intense hatred, and he gritted his teeth and said.

The occasional throbbing pain in his wrist was constantly reminding him of the humiliation he suffered in the carriage.

He was actually humiliated in front of everyone by an ordinary high school student, even kneeling on the ground, begging for mercy with tears and snot.

It was too humiliating!

The physical pain was only secondary.

The main point was that Yakumo's behavior forcibly pulled the man out of his fantasy of bullying the weak to gain control.

Making him realize once again that he couldn't control anything.

The man didn't think there was anything wrong with himself.

The woman who was touched clearly didn't dare to resist.

Since she didn't dare to resist, doesn't that mean she was willing to be touched by him?

Where did this little beast come from, meddling in other people's business!?

"Sobu High..."

Because Yakumo and Shikoya Jianzi were both wearing school uniforms, the man simply searched online for the uniform styles of various high schools in Kyoto City and learned their identities as students of Sobu High.

He clenched his teeth tightly, and his breathing became heavy.

He would definitely not let this go.

He must let those two high school students know how terrible it is to provoke him.

The man was already fantasizing about the scene of Yakumo and Shikoya Jianzi kneeling on the ground begging for mercy from him.

Just thinking about it made him feel a shiver of excitement throughout his body.

Just then.

"Ugh!"

The man suddenly showed a look of pain, reached out and grabbed the front of his shirt, gasping for breath.

"What... what's going on..."

He felt as if his heart was being gripped by an invisible hand, and the flow of blood in his body began to slow down.

The lack of oxygen in his brain caused the vision in front of him to gradually blur.

"Hoo..."

A strange voice with a cold aura, indistinguishable as male or female, rang in the man's ear.

"You are a sinner."

"Bang!"

The man's pupils instantly overflowed with scarlet color.

The last sound he could hear before losing consciousness...

Was the muffled sound of his heart being crushed.

Outside the izakaya.

"It's over."

Yakumo, who had changed into a black tracksuit, looked at the pale giant hand floating back behind him and said lightly.

He was a timid and fearful person.

So, before things came to his door, it was better to nip any potential disputes in the bud.

The slender fingers of the pale giant hand trembled, and the sharp black nails kept rubbing against the wall, revealing a restless intention.

As it took the life of a human, the giant hand's form also changed.

Originally just the shape of a simple hand, now some had grown from the position of the wrist.

"You really look outrageous."

Looking at the form of the pale giant hand after its growth, Yakumo casually complained.

To be honest.

He had been pondering a question.

What exactly is this thing?

If it was an evil spirit, how could any evil spirit look like this?

If it was a guardian spirit...

It looked too strange.

Yakumo vaguely felt that this thing should be regarded as the embodiment of his own soul, belonging to an anti-evil spirit treasure.

The problem is, after his soul is embodied, it looks like this B?

Once upon a time, I had Gaara's Sand Defense · Mother Susanoo.

Now I have Yakumo's Hand Susanoo?

I'm not Kira Yoshikage, I don't like this.

In short, from the information obtained now, there are three ways for the pale giant hand to grow.

One is the slowest growth rate, after devouring hundreds or thousands of amazing numbers of evil spirits, it barely condenses out a hand.

The second is to remove the "gates" in Kyoto City, which is much faster than devouring evil spirits.

There is also one, which is to take human lives through the pale giant hand.

Looking at the current situation, the last method is the fastest growth rate.

Could it be that this is the golden finger of the transmigrator?

This thing is very convenient to use to kill people, and it won't leave any traces.

The problem is, I don't want to become the Kami of the new world, what am I doing with this thing?

"Forget it, having something is better than nothing."

Yakumo didn't pick and choose either.

He actually had a very curious question.

Since this pale giant hand can continue to grow...

Will it one day grow into the shape of a human?

If it were a normal person, just by associating the pale giant hand's terrifying appearance with this level, I'm afraid they wouldn't dare to do anything that would accelerate the giant hand's growth rate, such as devouring evil spirits or removing "gates."

But Yakumo is not very normal.

The main thing is curiosity.

Not only must we continue to devour, but we must also devour fiercely.

The true face of the weird giant hand?

Let me see. JPG

Three days later, inside Sobu High, the lunch break on Friday.

Shikoya Jianzi sat in her seat, nibbling on the cream bread in her hand, chatting and laughing with Yui Yuigahama, who was sitting beside her.

After spending these few days together, the two had become very good friends.

It's better to say.

Yui Yuigahama, who is cheerful, lively, innocent, and a little silly, is considered a friend to most of the classmates in the class.

Only three people are excluded.

Located in the corner of the classroom, occupying the position of the King's Throne, the abstract power that makes everyone talk about it, Yakumo.

Sitting next to him, sleeping from the time he came to school in the morning, continuing until the school bell rings, the Sleeping Arhat, Touma Kazusa.

And the most heavyweight character.

Although the position is in the center of the classroom, the Ice Beauty, Yukinoshita Yukino, who holds a book all day long and never talks to anyone.

These three can be said to be the three heavyweight giants of Class A in the first year.

At the same time, they are also the three high mountains that Yui Yuigahama wants to conquer.

"Hey, Jianzi, what method do you think I should use to become friends with these people?"

Hearing Yui Yuigahama's question, Shikoya Jianzi picked up a tissue, wiped the cream from the corner of her mouth, and then replied unhurriedly.

"Why do you have to make friends with them?"

"Of course I want to make friends."

Yui Yuigahama looked like it was a matter of course.

"If you don't have friends in the class, and you're all alone, you must feel bad, right?"

Shikoya Jianzi sighed helplessly, put her hand on Yui Yuigahama's shoulder, looked directly into the other's eyes, and slowly opened her mouth.

"How about this, I'll use a sentence that Yakumo would say to answer your question."

"Eh? What words?"

"I think you seem to have a bit of a mental illness, go to a hospital to see it as soon as possible, don't delay treatment."

Chapter 023: New Assistant

Hearing this, Yui Yuigahama puffed up her cheeks angrily, like a hamster hoarding food for the winter, and took a big bite of the bread in her hand, opening her mouth vaguely.

"You soar phat % * ＆ (@! #)"