Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

“Alright, Yui, we're heading off now.”

After confirming the traces left by the Teru Teru Bozu Killer, Yotsuya Miko and the others prepared to depart, ready to deliver the final judgment to this murderer.

But just then, Yuigahama Yui suddenly bit her lip and ran out from under the cover of Yozora's coat.

Her peach-pink hair, which had already been dried, was once again soaked by the rain.

“Wait a minute!”

Yuigahama Yui stood there, her hands clenched silently at her sides, her eyes and expression becoming increasingly blurred in the heavy rain.

“I, I, I…”

Looking at the puzzled eyes of Yotsuya Miko, Sakurajima Mai, and Futaba Rio, and the clothes they wore, formed by the power of soul manifestation, representing their identities as spiritual ability users, Yuigahama Yui took a deep breath, her face no longer bearing her usual gentle and innocent smile.

Instead, it was filled with unparalleled determination.

Yuigahama Yui looked directly at her three friends, and said, word by word.

“I… I like Yozora-kun.”

“No matter how you see me, no matter what you think, no matter how you want to compete with me…”

Yuigahama Yui clenched her fists, feeling so determined for the first time in her life.

“I don't want to lie anymore, I won't continue to run away, and I won't back down, so…”

“Let's have a showdown!”

As Yuigahama Yui's voice fell, the scene of rain in front of her suddenly shattered like glass, revealing fine cracks.

At the same time, a woman's voice echoed in her mind.

“Have you finally made up your mind?”

“Yuigahama Yui, who concealed her true feelings to maintain a false relationship and constantly catered to others, ends here.”

“From now on, there will be no more lies, no more pretense.”

“If you are attached to someone, then bet everything you have to get closer to them.”

“Here, call out my true name.”

Yuigahama Yui's mind went blank, and she simply followed her heart, slightly opening her lips.

“Here, I call out your true name.”

“Chase after obsession, Kiyohime!”

Sakurajima Mai, Yotsuya Miko, and Futaba Rio were all taken aback when they heard this.

“That's… Awakening?”

The moment Yuigahama Yui finished speaking, a tall phantom appeared behind her, reflected in the rain.

The upper body was that of a beautiful woman.

The lower body, however, was a snake-like body.

“Oh, has it finally come to this?”

The moment Kiyohime appeared, she cast her gaze on Yozora standing there, her eyes filled with intense infatuation and love.

“My master.”

“Huff… Huff…”

Yuigahama Yui, who was showing her soul manifestation ability for the first time, was obviously suffering from the same physical and mental exhaustion as Yotsuya Miko and the others.

Even so, she clenched her fists and muttered to herself.

“Finally… I have also become…”

Yuigahama Yui raised her head, first glanced at Yozora standing there, her eyes very gentle.

Then she looked directly at Sakurajima Mai, Futaba Rio, and Yotsuya Miko, her eyes and expression becoming extremely firm again, and slowly said.

“Mai-senpai, Miko, Rio-chan, let's have a showdown with our soul manifestation true forms!”

To Yuigahama Yui's surprise, Sakurajima Mai, Yotsuya Miko, and Futaba Rio only looked at each other when they heard this, then simultaneously sighed and rubbed their foreheads, saying in unison.

“What showdown?”

This stumped Yuigahama Yui, who stammered.

“That… the right to be with Yozora?”

Hearing this, Futaba Rio's eyes under her mask revealed a sincere look of speechlessness, and she stepped forward slowly, patted Yuigahama Yui on the shoulder, and said earnestly.

“团子(Dango, referring to Yui), what version are you still on?”

“Eh?”

Yuigahama Yui was puzzled.

“I… I confessed to Yozora, don't you… have anything to say?”

Sakurajima Mai also sighed, stepped forward slowly, took Yuigahama Yui's hand, and said softly.

“团子(Dango), this isn't a matter of life and death. Since everyone is a companion shouldering the responsibility of saving Kyoto City, and even the world, some things… you should understand, right?”

Yuigahama Yui shook her head blankly.

“I don't understand, Mai-senpai.”

Sakurajima Mai sighed slightly, still maintaining a gentle and appropriate tone.

“In short, let's deal with that murderer's matter first, and we'll discuss the rest together later, okay?”

“This… okay.”

Although Yuigahama Yui didn't quite understand the current situation, she was obviously very clear.

Compared to the emotional disputes between members, catching that serial killer was the most important thing.

…

Half an hour later, outside the Suga Editorial Office.

Although the name was very grand, due to economic conditions, this office was actually a semi-basement room.

Suga Natsumi sat in front of the computer, typing on the keyboard, writing today's manuscript.

Her uncle, who was also the boss of this Suga Editorial Office, had run out to buy beer despite the heavy rain outside because his craving for alcohol had kicked in.

“Ding-ling-ling.”

Listening to the constantly ringing phone, Suga Natsumi frowned slightly and muttered to herself impatiently.

“Seriously, it's almost nine o'clock in the evening, and they're still calling non-stop. Don't these people know about having rest time?”

Although she said so, Suga Natsumi's thoughts had already been interrupted, and she could only shake her head helplessly, walk over to answer the phone, and said in a stiff tone.

“Suga Editorial Office, what can I do for you?”

The words coming from the other side of the phone surprised Suga Natsumi.

“I am Yagami Soichiro, Director of the Criminal Investigation Department of the Metropolitan Police Department.”

“Director of the Criminal Investigation Department? You're calling because…”

“There's no time to explain! Everyone in your office must leave immediately. We have information about a suspected dangerous person who may appear, and the Metropolitan Police Department is on its way.”

“Dangerous person…?”

Suga Natsumi was stunned for a moment, nervously pursed her lips, and nodded.

“Um… I understand!”

Before she could hang up the phone, she suddenly heard the sound of the office door being violently slammed, and her pupils shrank in shock.

“Wait… wait a minute, this… this is…”

“Hello? Miss, are you alright?”

Seeing that Suga Natsumi on the other end didn't reply, and hearing the bursts of slamming sounds from the receiver, Yagami Soichiro clenched his teeth and slammed the steering wheel heavily.

“Damn it!”

After receiving the notification from Kyoto Television, Yagami Soichiro did not hesitate at all and directly led his subordinates from the Criminal Investigation Department to set out.

Moreover, because the “Mask” was involved in this incident, suspected to be a supernatural event, he had also specially mobilized the riot police mobile unit.

Although Yagami Soichiro's actions were very timely, due to the heavy rain today, there was standing water in many places on the road, and the vehicles could not pass, which still delayed a lot of time.

“Damn it! Damn it!”

Yagami Soichiro cursed a few times, clenched his teeth, and picked up the walkie-talkie.

“Everyone turn on the emergency lights and drive at full speed, be sure to get to the scene as soon as possible!”

With great difficulty, the Teru Teru Bozu Killer was right in front of him.

Yagami Soichiro, who had a strong sense of justice, absolutely did not want to see anyone else die at the hands of the other party.

Seeing Yagami Soichiro's vehicle speeding away, the voices of other Metropolitan Police Department members came from the walkie-talkie.

“Director Yagami, there is too much standing water on the road ahead, we can't pass, should we take a detour…”

“Detour my ass!”

Looking at the standing water that had accumulated tens of meters away, like a river almost half a meter deep, Yagami Soichiro not only did not slow down, but instead stepped on the accelerator to the end.

“You guys take a detour, I'll rush over first!”

Yagami Soichiro silently prayed in his heart, hoping that this police car could be a little more reliable.

…

On the other side, the Supernatural Society team was riding on the giant pale ghost hand, flying towards the location of the Suga Editorial Office.

“No matter how many times I ride it, I'm still a little unaccustomed…”

Hearing Yotsuya Miko's words, Futaba Rio shook her head helplessly.

“There's no way, this is the fastest way. Even if it wasn't raining, our image wouldn't be suitable for taking a taxi, right?”

Then, Futaba Rio looked at Yozora and said solemnly.

“Regarding the question I asked, have you come up with a solution?”

Yozora casually replied.

“Yeah, more or less.”

After combining the true essence of the Reverse World, Futaba Rio made a prediction.

The Teru Teru Bozu Killer is not so easily destroyed.

Admittedly, the members of the Supernatural Society can defeat the opponent, obliterate the opponent's body, and crush the soul of this murderer.

But there is one point that cannot be simply erased.

That is the fear that the name “Teru Teru Bozu Killer” has left on everyone in Kyoto City.

According to Futaba Rio's speculation, even if the murderer is killed, it will be useless if the residents of Kyoto City do not know that the Teru Teru Bozu killer is dead.

The fear and negative impressions in so many people's hearts will continue to condense in the Reverse World, creating one "Teru Teru Bozu Killer" evil spirit after another, committing more horrific cases, deepening the fear in the minds of the people, and then in the Reverse World…

It's simply an endless cycle.

The only way to break this cycle is to let everyone know that the Teru Teru Bozu Killer is dead, and also to find a way to eliminate people's fear of this name.

“No problem.”

Yozora replied to Futaba Rio, and a smiling white pattern appeared on his pure black mask.

“What I'm best at is abstraction.”

Chapter 168 Kyoto Television's Full Live Broadcast, The First Public Appearance of the "Mask"

On the other side, Yagami Soichiro's vehicle suddenly trembled a few times when it was less than two hundred meters away from the Suga Editorial Office, becoming slower and slower like an old man about to die.

Finally, it passed away peacefully by the side of the road.

“Damn it… couldn't you have held on a little longer…”