Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

“After I disappear… the weather will return to normal, and everyone… will smile again, right?”

“But…”

Saying this, Amano Hina turned around, looked at Yaehoshi, who was sitting up in bed, her eyes revealing a gentle affection, and said with a smile.

“This time, the Sunshine Girl’s prayer is only for you alone.”

Amano Hina slowly closed her hands, closed her eyes, and began to pray for the appearance of sunny days once again, and for the last time.

The rain clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and from the gaps in the clouds came the warm, yet dazzling, bright light of the morning.

Kyoto City, which was originally in dimness, was once again under a clear sky.

Bright and warm sunlight poured into the room from the floor-to-ceiling windows, reflecting on Amano Hina's body, making her originally fair neck, adorned with a neck ring, shimmer with rainbow-like translucent colors.

Amano Hina, as a whole, was as if bathed in holy light, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at her.

As the light disappeared, Amano Hina's figure also became increasingly faint, gradually merging into the air.

Before completely disappearing, she left behind only a soft, faint, rainbow-like, gradually dissipating sentence.

“I like you, Yaehoshi-kun.”

Looking at the silent room again, as if nothing had happened, a vacant room that had only himself in it from beginning to end, Yaehoshi stood up from the bed and looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The sudden clear sky formed a rare and magnificent rainbow in the sky.

The scenery was beautiful.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Yaehoshi only shook his head and muttered to himself.

“Seriously, disappearing after confessing, are you trying to cultivate a villain boss here?”

After muttering this lightly, Yaehoshi looked at the empty space beside him and said faintly.

“Did you connect?”

The red thread representing the deity of Itomori Town reappeared, one spiritual red thread tied to Yaehoshi's wrist, the other end extending all the way to the outside of the floor-to-ceiling windows, far beyond the limit of vision.

“Connected, but the time it can be maintained is not much, you need to hurry.”

“Okay, I understand.”

…

Ten minutes later, on the rooftop of an abandoned building in Kyoto City, inside a small shrine that looked like it had been abandoned for a long time, with only a vermilion gate remaining.

“So, this is the place.”

Yaehoshi raised his head, looked at the red thread of the Itomori Town deity on his wrist, extending all the way into the sky, and muttered to himself.

“This moment has finally arrived.”

Burning black flames once again covered his body, forming that familiar “mask” attire.

“Yaehoshi-sama.”

The guardian deity of Itomori Town used the red thread to form a short, but extremely weighty sentence.

“Go and slay the deity.”

…

At the same time, in an area that seemed to be above the clouds in the sky, yet did not belong to the real world at all, Amano Hina slowly opened her eyes.

She struggled to sit up and looked around, discovering that she was lying in a lake, on a very small piece of land.

“Where is this…”

Amano Hina’s mind was still somewhat dazed, struggling to search her memories, and finally recalled the current situation.

“That’s right…”

Amano Hina looked at the surrounding white clouds, and this lake reflecting colorful light, and muttered to herself.

“I… have already disappeared, how long has it been… I can't remember clearly…”

“Futaba… Miko… Mai-senpai… Yui… them… and Yaehoshi…”

When she mentioned these names, Amano Hina suddenly felt a warm sensation on her face.

“Eh…”

She raised her hand and wiped her cheek, discovering that without realizing it, two lines of tears had already been left behind.

Amano Hina tried hard to maintain a smile, but the tears in her eyes could not be suppressed at all.

“Strange…”

She wiped away her tears while trying to maintain a smile, but her voice was trembling slightly.

“Didn't I already prepare myself… why am I still crying… I can't cry…”

“But… I still want to be with everyone… with Yaehoshi, for a little longer…”

Amano Hina tried hard to wipe away her tears, and at the same time as she said these words, she suddenly noticed that a thin red string was tied to her left wrist.

“This is…”

Before she could react, she heard that incomparably familiar voice coming from behind her.

“If that’s the case, then come back with me.”

Amano Hina turned her head, and when she saw that familiar black mask, and Yaehoshi’s smiling eyes, she was completely stunned.

“You… how did you…”

“Hina.”

Yaehoshi knelt on one knee, extended his right hand towards Amano Hina, his tone still as relaxed as ever.

“Since you don’t want to stay here, come back with me.”

“But… if I go back…”

Amano Hina wanted to reach out her hand, she really wanted to go back with Yaehoshi, but she hesitated.

“If I go back, the weather will…”

“That’s true.”

Before Amano Hina could finish speaking, Yaehoshi nodded in agreement, stood up, surveyed his surroundings, and slowly said.

“Shouldn’t you come out now?”

At the same time as Yaehoshi spoke these words, an ear-piercing roar broke the silence of this divine domain above the clouds.

In Amano Hina’s horrified and shocked gaze, those water droplets gathered together, forming a giant whale as large as a mountain peak, that even required looking up to see its entire form.

“You… are seeking death.”

The true form of the Weather Deity finally appeared at this moment.

Here, was His divine domain.

In this divine domain, He could unleash all of His power, no longer like being separated by a thin veil, only able to indirectly affect the real world by manipulating the weather and His divine messengers.

The Weather Deity was very confident.

Here, a mere human, even with the most powerful abilities, could not possibly be a match for Himself, who possessed the title of Deity.

He really didn’t expect that Yaehoshi would be able to follow Amano Hina, the living sacrifice He had chosen, into this divine domain through some means.

But this was just as well.

The Weather Deity had not forgotten the miserable state of those divine messengers that He had spent hundreds of years creating, being devoured by the other party.

Now, the time to avenge Himself had finally come!

“Yae… Yaehoshi…”

Looking at the Weather Deity’s true form swimming in the clouds, that giant rainbow-colored whale, even if Amano Hina was not a psychic, she felt immense pressure.

“Futaba… Miko, them…”

“Oh, they can’t come.”

“Eh?”

Hearing this, Amano Hina was dumbfounded.

Yaehoshi explained nonchalantly.

“This area is a bit special, I was only able to come in through a cheat-like method, although Futaba and the others are psychics, their physique is just human, they can’t do the same things as me.”

“Then… this…”

Amano Hina was stunned, looking at that rainbow-colored giant whale in the clouds, and anxiously said.

“You want to fight this Deity, one-on-one?”

“One-on-one? That’s impossible, why would I talk about martial ethics with this damned demonic heretic?”

“But… you said Futaba and the others…”

“Indeed, there is only me, a human.”

Saying this, Yaehoshi looked at the giant whale in the clouds, and changed his tone.

“But, I still have other helpers.”

“Come out.”

At the same time as Yaehoshi said these two words, ear-piercing roars broke the silence of this divine domain above the clouds.

The gigantic golden goat head, Tamamo-no-Mae wearing a kimono, graceful and elegant, and Hachishakusama wearing a white dress and a sun hat, with a tall figure, appeared behind him.

“Now…”

Yaehoshi looked directly at the giant rainbow-colored whale rushing towards him, and softly said.

“Let’s begin.”

Chapter 239 The Battle Foreshadowed by the Rainstorm, the Exorcist Confronts the Deity Head-On

Seeing the three spiritual beings standing behind Yaehoshi, Amano Hina finally understood what Yaehoshi meant by fighting alone.

Humans, even psychics like Futaba Rio and Yotsuya Miko, cannot enter this divine domain.

However, Hachishakusama, Tamamo-no-Mae, and the golden goat head, being non-human, do not have such restrictions.

And at this time, those three helpers summoned by Yaehoshi through contracts, had different reactions.

Tamamo-no-Mae just stood there quietly, her expression and eyes without the slightest ripple, her whole body exuding two words.

Elegance.

Although the golden goat head kept looking around, wondering why it had suddenly come to an unfamiliar environment, it was at least relatively normal, and not flustered.

But Hachishakusama…

“Ah…”

Hachishakusama knelt on the ground, looking at the white liquid spilled on the ground and on her chest, a look of grief and despair appeared on her face.

“My milk!!!”

Hachishakusama looked pitiful and tearful, and Amano Hina, who was originally crying, almost laughed out loud when she saw her like this.

Hachishakusama was really too miserable.

Originally, she woke up in the morning, ready to drink a box of delicious milk, and then follow anyone in the ESP Society, maybe Yotsuya Miko, maybe Yui Yuigahama, or maybe the two of them team up with a spirit, to patrol Kyoto, resolve the exorcism requests accumulated during this time, and start another beautiful day.

As a result, as soon as she opened the milk, before she could drink it, there was a dizzying turn of events.

After Hachishakusama stood firm, she found that all the milk had spilled.

Crying bitterly, grief-stricken, more sorrowful than death.

“That’s enough.”

Looking at Hachishakusama’s silly and cute appearance, Yaehoshi softly said.

“Let’s eliminate that guy first, after the battle is over and we go home, I’ll give you the kind of milk you want to drink the most.”

“Really!?”