Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

“Stop talking nonsense and let's keep going.”

“Okay.”

Watching Yui Yuigahama, who was half a step ahead of her, her entire demeanor lively and bright, Yukino Yukinoshita was thinking of something completely different.

Does she know?

Yui is also an internal member, does she know?

The true identity of Yozora…

Three days ago, the sudden rainstorm almost flooded Tokyo.

Yukino Yukinoshita personally witnessed Hina Amano making the weather clear up through a prayer-like method.

She clearly remembered that Hina Amano said she was going out to answer a phone call at the time.

Then, the original light rain turned into a heavy downpour.

Did Hina Amano do it?

If the sudden change in the rain was only making Yukino Yukinoshita suspicious, a notice from the Tokyo National Museum confirmed her guess.

《Due to a sudden rainstorm, the foundation of the National Museum has loosened and needs urgent repairs, the exhibition will be suspended》

The famous sword Mikazuki Munechika…

It's probably already been taken away.

Urgent repairs?

That's just an excuse the officials found, Mikazuki Munechika is gone, what are they going to exhibit?

The members of the Overload Society came to Tokyo, and then an accident occurred at the Tokyo National Museum.

A few months ago, the Overload Society was in Kyoto, and the Kyoto Municipal Museum was invaded.

How could this be a coincidence?

Yozora is "Mask".

Finally confirming her long-held guess, Yukino Yukinoshita suddenly didn't know how to face this matter.

Withdraw from the Overload Society?

Logically speaking, she should do so, after all, regardless of public opinion on "Mask", "Mask" is still committing crimes after all.

But…

Yukino Yukinoshita is not a normal person.

Even putting aside the identity of "Mask", just talking about her understanding of Yozora during this time.

Under the leadership of the other party, the Overload Society is indeed helping people in need in a way that is not quite the same as her own, even completely opposite.

Yukino Yukinoshita fell into entanglement.

…

At the same time, Akihabara.

“Oh!!! This is the otaku town of Akihabara!!!”

Listening to Marin Kitagawa's exclamation, Yozora looked at the lively street in front of him, filled with a strong two-dimensional cultural atmosphere, his reaction was very calm.

“It's indeed very lively.”

Marin Kitagawa was wearing a white shirt, with a small black neck ring on her fair neck, and a plaid skirt on her lower body, her entire outfit exuding the youthful atmosphere of a JK gyaru.

She looked at the scene in front of her, her eyes flashing, and suddenly her eyes lit up, excitedly pointing to a sign in front of the store.

“Yozora, look there, quick, quick, quick!”

Yozora looked in the direction she was pointing, and saw a sign that was a meter and eighty centimeters tall, with a person wearing a black coat, the hem like burning black flames, wearing a pure black mask, and posing in an extremely pretentious pose.

“It's 'Mask'! I didn't expect that even standees have been made!”

Marin Kitagawa grabbed Yozora's sleeve, ran to the front of the standee, carefully observed it, and exclaimed.

“'Mask' is so handsome! I also want to cosplay, but my understanding of this character is not very deep…”

Yozora looked at the pattern on the standee, as if admiring a work of art, and nodded repeatedly.

“Indeed handsome, from this stance, I feel an unwavering will, the uniqueness of the protagonist chosen by heaven, the talent to save the world as a hero, the extraordinary personal charm, outstanding intelligence and physical fitness, the straightforward and bold personality, the decisiveness to open a harem without hesitation, the talent to play the sound of the world with a suona…”

“Indeed, he is too charming.”

Hearing this long string of words, Marin Kitagawa was stunned for a moment, looked at Yozora, and sincerely sighed.

“Your… understanding of 'Mask' is really profound…”

Chapter 192: The dumpling wants to become stronger, Yui Yuigahama, goes all out

“Kitagawa-san, what you said is not right.”

Yozora suddenly restrained his smile, stood next to the standee, which was almost the same height as him, and slowly spoke.

“You said before that cosplay is not just about physical similarity, but more importantly, it is one's own understanding of the character, trying to reproduce it with all one's efforts.”

“If I can't even understand the character's heart, even if my height and body shape are similar to 'Mask', I can't reproduce it, right?”

“Since I promised you to participate in the event together, I will naturally do the most perfect cosplay.”

Hearing Yozora, who has always been frivolous and abstract, actually say such serious words, Marin Kitagawa couldn't help but be stunned.

The other party…

Actually still remembers a sentence that she casually said so long ago, until today?

Marin Kitagawa originally thought that, according to Yozora's personality, he didn't seem to be interested in things like cosplay.

I didn't expect that the other party actually agreed with her idea.

This made Marin Kitagawa feel a kind of joy that was mixed with a bit of emotion in surprise.

So, Yozora-kun can understand her love for cosplay.

At this moment, Marin Kitagawa seemed to see Yozora, standing next to the standee, already merging with "Mask" on the standee.

It's just like one person!

“Since Yozora-kun, you are so serious, then I will also work harder!”

Kitagawa Marin looked energetic and eager to try.

"Since that's the case, let's find a suitable outfit today. When we return to the hotel tonight, let Saki help us both get ready, and then we'll go together to participate in tomorrow's cosplay event! Let's go!"

… …

At the same time, at Light Yagami's house.

"Brother, you're reading the newspaper again, really..."

Yagami Sayu looked at Light Yagami, who was sitting at the table, drinking coffee, and reading the newspaper with a calm demeanor, and teased him.

"You're just a first-year high school student, but you don't have any youthful energy at all. You're as serious as Dad, like a middle-aged man."

Light Yagami looked up, smiled at Yagami Sayu, and replied.

"What about Yagami Seiya?"

Yagami Sayu's face flushed slightly, and she twisted and said.

"This... Why did you suddenly mention Yagami Seiya's name? Really... Don't talk nonsense, he has a girlfriend."

"Oh? So you really have ideas?"

"Really, don't talk nonsense!"

Light Yagami had a smile on his face, but there was no hint of a smile in his eyes, as if the banter with his sister just now was just a disguised emotional fluctuation.

He looked down at a news headline on the newspaper and pointed it to Yagami Sayu.

"Have you heard of this?"

Yagami Sayu leaned closer and nodded.

"Oh, this case, ah, of course, I've heard of it. This guy is very hateful."

The headline news on the front page of the newspaper.

"Perverted murderer Miura Kura is about to be tried!"

Further down is some basic information about this case that has aroused heated discussions among the citizens of Tokyo.

The criminal suspect, Miura Kura, is thirty-seven years old and lives alone.

And his crime is chilling just to see.

In just two months, Miura Kura used enticement to bring six young girls back to his home and killed the victims in the basement.

The oldest of the victims was only eight years old, and the youngest was only six years old.

According to the autopsy report, Miura Kura also carried out horrific torture and sexual assault before killing the victims.

Such heinous acts naturally aroused heated discussions among the citizens of Tokyo and received widespread attention from society.

Volunteers calling for the death penalty even launched a joint petition online.

But as the son of the Director of the Criminal Investigation Department of the Metropolitan Police Department, Light Yagami knew that in Sakura Province, even if the death penalty was sentenced, the execution date was far away, and it might even be that the prisoner died of natural causes before the approval process was completed.

In addition, the criminal suspect, Miura Kura, has a certificate of severe mental illness issued by a regular hospital.

Although society is calling for the death penalty, most people know in their hearts that the final result of the trial will probably only be to replace imprisonment with a few years of treatment in a mental hospital.

Yagami Sayu walked into the kitchen, tidying up the ingredients needed for cooking for her mother, and sighed helplessly.

"Ah, it's most worrying that a guy like this can actually return to society in the end."

"Who knows if he will commit another horrific crime after returning to society?"

"It's really worrying."

Regarding the topics that her daughter and son were discussing, Mrs. Yagami could only force a smile.

"Fortunately, Soichiro doesn't work at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, otherwise, this case would probably make his high blood pressure flare up."

Light Yagami picked up his coffee cup, took a sip, looked at the news headline on the newspaper, and the photo of the criminal suspect, Miura Kura. A faint flash of scarlet flashed in his brown eyes, and he spoke lightly.

"The feeling of frustration that you can't change anything when the prisoners you worked so hard to catch escape punishment due to the defects of the legal system, I can understand my father's feelings."

Yagami Sayu wiped her hands on her apron, walked behind Light Yagami, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled.

"Brother, you think so too, do you want to consider changing your ideal? Don't go to the Metropolitan Police Department, just run for councilor? That's the real way to change society."

Light Yagami returned a smile.

"I'll talk about it when I go to college."

Yagami Sayu curled her lips, looking a little envious.

"Ah, with your intelligence, you can get into any university, right? Really, we are both from the Yagami family, how come I am so far behind?"

Light Yagami patted his sister on the head and smiled dumbly.

"You, if you are willing to work hard, you won't be worse than me."

"I'm going upstairs to study first."

After going upstairs and returning to his room, Light Yagami looked at the newspaper in his hand. The scarlet color in his brown eyes became more and more obvious, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he muttered to himself.

"Changing society... doesn't need a councilor."

"What's needed is 'Kira'."

… …

That night, in Futaba Rio's hotel room.

Futaba Rio, Sakurajima Mai, and Yuigahama Yui, four psychic power users, were sitting together, chatting casually.

"Speaking of..."

Yuigahama sat on the sofa, holding a bag of barbecue-flavored potato chips and nibbling on them, and sighed.

"I let my Kiyohime devour a few evil spirits before, but it doesn't seem to improve her strength much. Is it because my talent is not good enough, so that's why it's like this..."