Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

No, that's not the point.

"Tch, that guy..."

Watching Yaehoshi walk through the shrine gate towards the shrine with Mai Sakurajima and the others, Yukino Yukinoshita felt a sense of frustration for some reason, and couldn't help but lightly bite her silver teeth and spit softly.

"What a flirtatious guy... and they all let him do as he pleases."

A strange thought suddenly surfaced in Yukino Yukinoshita's mind.

If she had been the first... she definitely wouldn't share him with others.

When this thought popped up, Yukino Yukinoshita realized something was wrong and hurriedly shook her head.

Why would she have such a thought? There's no such thing as first come, first served; she never even considered it.

But her sister, Haruno...?

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at Yaehoshi's receding figure, and the headlines of the news reports she had collected flashed through her mind.

And the trending news article on the screen of her phone, which was still lit up.

《The famous sword Mikazuki Munechika is currently on public display at the Tokyo National Museum》

Yukino glanced at her phone, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

If... it's really as she guessed... this trip to Tokyo, on the surface, is the Super-Quantity Club's summer vacation activity, but in reality...

Then Yaehoshi's true identity would be obvious.

...

When the Super-Quantity Club members passed through the dozen-meter-long torii gate and arrived in front of the shrine gate, the shrine, which had been bustling with tourists, instantly became quiet.

Everyone's gaze was directed towards Yaehoshi.

Not towards him as a person.

But towards the six red threads tied to his wrist, and the six beautiful girls connected to the ends of those threads.

"What... is going on here?"

"Is there a special ritual today? I haven't heard anything about it."

"Judging by their attire, they don't look like shrine staff..."

"What is this? A strange little train connected by red threads?"

"Eagle catches chicks, red thread connection version?"

...

Amidst the tourists' discussions, an old woman wearing a standard robe with an ancient style frowned slightly and slowly walked up to Yaehoshi and the others, looking displeased.

"Do you people think the gods' blessings are a game? To actually commit such disrespectful acts! ?"

"Heh."

Yaehoshi returned a friendly smile, but the words he spoke were as aggressive as ever.

"Old hag, watch your tone when you talk to me. Even if that *byd* god of yours came in person, he wouldn't dare talk to me like that."

"You..."

The old woman didn't expect Yaehoshi to say such a thing, and was immediately choked into a daze.

The surrounding tourists also frowned slightly and whispered.

"Disrespectful..."

"*byd* god... that's too offensive."

"Young people these days are really audacious."

...

"How dare you utter such disrespectful words within the shrine!?"

The old woman frowned tightly, her lips trembling with anger. Just as she was about to say something, the wind chimes hanging in front of the shrine's offering box suddenly rang without any wind, making a crisp and melodious sound.

"Ding-ling-ling."

Hearing the crisp ringing, the old woman's expression first stiffened, and then she looked at Yaehoshi standing in front of her and said in a cold voice.

"The gods are displeased. You should leave as soon as possible, lest you suffer divine punishment..."

Just as she was halfway through her words, the wind chimes rang again.

"Ding-ling-ling-ling-ling-ling!"

Compared to the gentleness just now, the frequency of this ringing was much faster.

It felt like it was getting anxious.

"This..."

The old woman had obviously never encountered such a situation before and didn't know what message the god she served was trying to convey.

At this moment, Mai Sakurajima, Miko Yotsuya, Yui Yuigahama, Rio Futaba, the four spiritualists with yin-yang eyes, and Menma, who was a ghost herself, looked at the constantly swaying wind chimes with complex expressions.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the wind chimes were ringing without wind.

But the four of them and one spirit could clearly see an old man wearing burlap clothes, with a long white beard, and a small stature, frantically shaking the wind chimes with an anxious expression.

Even the old man's face was covered in nervous sweat.

"Stop talking, stop talking, I beg you, please stop talking."

The old voice was full of panic.

The small body was covered in sweat.

His eyes were filled with horror and fear.

This was the guardian deity of this shrine.

And at this moment, this old man's guardian deity was about to reach his limit.

From the moment Yaehoshi led the Super-Quantity Club members through the torii gate, he, as the guardian deity of this place, had already sensed it.

Having ordinary ghosts and monsters was nothing to worry about.

The four special humans vaguely exuded a power similar to that of evil spirits, yet felt completely different.

That was fine too.

As the guardian deity of Tokyo for hundreds of years, the old man had seen spiritualists before; it was just that the ones who came to worship this time were of a more powerful kind.

But that wasn't the point.

The point was... one of those humans...

No.

The old man god cautiously stole a glance at Yaehoshi standing there.

Unexpectedly, this stolen glance met Yaehoshi's smiling gaze, which also contained a hint of... appreciation for ingredients.

At that moment, since becoming the guardian deity of this shrine, the old man felt an unprecedented fear in his heart for the first time.

Was this guy really human?

For some reason.

When the old man god saw this human male, he had a strange feeling that made him feel cold and tremble in his bones.

It was like a rabbit seeing a tiger.

A natural enemy.

His original idea was to hide in the corner of the shrine and wait for this group of people to leave before showing himself.

But he didn't expect...

That his divine messenger would actually take the initiative to provoke them!?

If he didn't jump out now, the old man god was really afraid that his godhood would come to an end today.

"Ding-ling-ling!!!!"

Hearing the increasingly rapid frequency, from the melodious and crisp sound at the beginning to the sharp and ear-piercing ringing, the old woman's expression suddenly changed, and she said in a deep voice to those who were worshiping.

"The gods are displeased. That's all for today. Please leave as soon as possible."

Hearing the old woman's words, although the worshipers were puzzled, since they had come to the shrine, they naturally believed in such mysterious things to some extent and didn't say much, leaving through the torii gate one by one.

After everyone had left.

Just as the old woman looked at Yaehoshi and the others, wanting to say something, the wind chimes suddenly shook again.

This time, she was completely confused.

After hesitating for a while, the old woman tentatively asked.

"Does the god mean... these people don't have to leave?"

"Ding-ling."

"Since the god has said so, then you can stay, but..."

Before the old woman could finish speaking, the wind chimes suddenly shook rapidly again.

"This... what do you mean after all?"

The old woman had been a divine messenger for decades and had never encountered such a situation before.

She was... being kicked out of the shrine?

But...

Since it was the god's will, she could only obey.

After the divine messenger old woman left, the old man god, who had been shaking the wind chimes for a long time, looked relieved.

He looked at Yaehoshi standing there, a look of fear and worry on his old face.

In the next second, the old man god made a move that even Mai Sakurajima and the others had not expected.

He used an extremely agile posture, adopting a sliding kneeling celebration-like movement, and slid straight to Yaehoshi, prostrating himself on the ground.

"Please spare me!"

Mai Sakurajima, Yui Yuigahama, Menma, Rio Futaba, and Miko Yotsuya were all dumbfounded.

There was such a god?

Why did he directly start begging for mercy?