Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

“I'm here, Nightstar!”

Lily River Flower was always so full of energy, no matter the time.

Nightstar led her into the living room, glanced at Lily River Flower, and smiled.

“The three of you… have you been doing well lately?”

“Three? I came alone.”

“Well… never mind. The other two seem to be doing well too, I feel like they've gained weight again.”

Lily River Flower didn't understand Nightstar's words, she just puffed up her cheeks in anger and glared at him.

“Nightstar, are you saying I'm fat?”

Nightstar smiled noncommittally, and said meaningfully.

“Lily River's flesh has gained weight in all the right places.”

Lily River Flower tilted her head, her cute face full of confusion.

“Have a seat first, there's someone else coming later.”

“Okay.”

Lily River Flower sat on the sofa, saw a plate of exquisite pastries on the coffee table in front of her, and first showed a look of joy, and was about to reach out to take a piece when she stopped again, looked at Nightstar, and asked cautiously.

“Nightstar… can I eat them?”

“They were prepared especially for you, eat them.”

“That's great, thank you!”

Lily River Flower couldn't wait to pick up a pastry, nibbling on it in small bites, a very happy expression on her face.

A few minutes later, the doorbell rang again.

Nightstar walked over to open the door and smiled.

“Nod, you're here?”

Weaver Field Nod's old face was a bit tired, looking at Nightstar's frivolous and lazy face, he sighed deeply and said helplessly.

“This old bone of mine will be exhausted by you one day sooner or later.”

Weaver Field Nod stepped into the living room, saw Lily River Flower sitting there, noticed the strong life energy on her body, although he had seen it once before, he couldn't help but look surprised at this time.

In his life as an exorcist, he had never seen someone as gifted as this girl.

She doesn't have any psychic abilities herself, but she can harm ordinary evil spirits just by relying on her life energy, which is much greater than ordinary people.

This is simply a powerful walking ward against evil!

“Mr. Weaver Field, hello.”

Although there was still cream from the pastry on Lily River Flower's mouth, she immediately stood up and greeted Weaver Field Nod politely.

“You don't have to be so polite.”

Weaver Field Nod waved his hand with a smile, and after sitting down, he looked at Nightstar and said in a deep voice.

“After you told me yesterday, I looked through the information for a day and a night, and also asked many friends to confirm what you said.”

“The saying that there are evil things in that mountain has indeed been circulating for a long time. Since hundreds of years ago, there has been a legend that the so-called mountain god would devour passing travelers.”

“As for the organization you mentioned… that believes in evil… it may indeed exist. After all, there used to be many villagers living in that mountain, and it would not be surprising if some of them regarded evil as mountain gods to worship.”

After listening to Weaver Field Nod's words, Nightstar just nodded noncommittally.

“I see.”

Treating evil as gods to worship can be said to be a local characteristic of Sakura Province.

For example, that golden goat head, that little thing looks like a Cthulhu monster, but to be honest, it does have its own shrine, and it often receives offerings, and even has two divine envoys as a serious god.

“So, regarding the situation of Ancheng Mingzi's soul leaving her body, have you found any possible reasons?”

Weaver Field Nod said thoughtfully.

“If it is a powerful psychic, they may be able to do this, but I have never seen such a person. I am afraid that this statement is just a rumor. Besides, you said that Ancheng Mingzi is just an ordinary high school girl, and she doesn't even have the ability to 'observe' spiritual traces, then there is only one possibility left.”

Weaver Field Nod frowned and said slowly.

“In that incident five years ago, Ancheng Mingzi did not escape unscathed. A part of her soul was trapped in that mountain.”

“If it is only a very small part of the soul, it will not affect daily life at all, and the person will not be aware of it.”

“However, even if the person is not aware of it, the missing soul will try to heal itself, just like a person's body.”

“Usually, it should be a small part of the soul migrating towards the body, trying to return.”

“But if the evil in that mountain deliberately traps that part of Ancheng Mingzi's soul, it will cause such a phenomenon, that is, in Ancheng Mingzi's eyes, she constantly returns to the previous cycle of nightmares in that wooden house.”

Weaver Field Nod's psychic ability is not strong, and he can't even fight against evil spirits, but as this old man who has been an exorcist for a lifetime, he still has indispensable advantages compared to the members of the Superpower Society.

That is the rich experience in dealing with strange events.

Those strange tales of gods and ghosts cannot all be believed, after all, many of them are made up by people, but they cannot all be disbelieved either, and there is still a lot of information in them that has reference value.

“A part of the soul… hmm… that makes sense.”

Nightstar nodded slightly, expressing his agreement with Weaver Field Nod's analysis.

Five years ago, Honma Meiko, Lily River Flower, and Ancheng Mingzi, three little girls, became the targets of evil when they went to play in that mountain.

Perhaps it was through influencing the mind, or perhaps it created some kind of illusion, but in any case, that evil spirit used a method that caused Meiko Honma to fall into the river and die.

And when it was preparing to attack Naruko Anjou, it was harmed by the unusual life force of Chiriko Tsurumi, ultimately only leaving a small part of Naruko Anjou's soul, watching the two escape from the mountain.

Because of the missing small part of her soul, Naruko Anjou's memories of that day became blurred, leaving only a deep-seated, unforgettable fear etched in her bones.

All the logic is connected.

Looking at Yosho's thoughtful appearance, Oda Notou carefully said.

"You wouldn't... be going to fight people again, would you? Although we call that thing an evil spirit, according to reason, it is also a proper mountain god... Isn't this a bit reckless?"

"Mountain god?"

Yosho seemed amused and couldn't help but laugh.

"Someone who manages such a broken mountain dares to call himself a god? The god who controls the weather of the entire Sakura Province was also crushed by me, wasn't he? In my opinion, that little mountain god is just a straw target! I, the number one butter shooter in Kyoto, will go and meet him for a while!"

Oda Notou had a speechless expression.

"You're really letting your arrogance run wild."

Then, Oda Notou sighed and said earnestly.

"In short, you must be careful. I don't want an old man to send off a young man."

......

The next afternoon, after school, inside the piano practice room specially prepared for Touma Kazusa at Soubu High School.

"Recently... you haven't spent much time alone with me."

Hearing Touma Kazusa's slightly resentful words, and seeing her pitiful, puppy-like eyes, Yosho could only gently comfort her.

"Hey, I'm here to accompany you now, aren't I?"

"Then can I come and stay at your house?"

"Come and stay at my house? That's fine too."

Seeing Yosho agree, Touma Kazusa smiled happily.

She was too easy to coax.

"By the way."

Touma Kazusa's slender, fair fingers rested on the black and white keys, and she said softly with her head lowered.

"During the joint exam at Shuchiin Academy before, you promised to play together with me. If you're willing... I can try to write a piece of music... Although it's not easy to combine the suona and the piano, I will try my best to do it."

Yosho was a little surprised when he heard this, and asked with a smile.

"Oh? You can also compose music?"

"No, I haven't composed before. Like my mother, I'm just a performer."

Touma Kazusa said this first, then raised her head to look at Yosho, her slender, delicate eyes with a hint of unconcealable tenderness.

"But for you... to play together with you, I can work hard to learn."

"I'm very touched by your intentions."

Yosho first replied seriously, then shrugged his shoulders and said.

"But I can not only play the suona, but also compose music."

"Eh?"

Touma Kazusa was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and asked doubtfully.

"You can not only play the suona? Then... can you play the guitar?"

"I know a little."

"Then... why don't you play the guitar, but play the suona?"

"Look, you don't understand this."

Yosho explained seriously.

"If I'm handsome when I play the guitar, everyone will only say, 'Boys who play the guitar are so handsome.'"

"But if I'm still handsome when I play the suona, it means I'm really handsome."

"Needless to say, those who understand will understand."

Touma Kazusa thought about it carefully, and it seemed... that this was really the case.

Let's put aside the question of how high the artistic component of the suona is and which is more important between it and the guitar.

But in terms of being cool, the suona is indeed not as good as the guitar.

Even with the negative buffs of shaking his head and swaying his body while playing the suona, as if he was doing something for a funeral, Yosho can still make people feel that he is charming when he plays the suona, which is indeed enough to prove its value.

The key is, why?

It can only be said that it's quite abstract...

"Regarding the matter of composing music, I had actually already thought about the piece I wanted to play with you."

Yosho walked up to Touma Kazusa, took out a piece of sheet music from his arms, placed it in front of Touma Kazusa, and smiled.

"Written specifically for you, I think it should be very suitable for you."

Touma Kazusa lowered her head and glanced at it, frowning slightly, and muttered.

"There... doesn't seem to be a part for the piano in here, but... a bass guitar... should be okay too."

Touma Kazusa stood up and walked to the corner of the practice room, taking out a bass guitar from an instrument bag.

Unlike her elegant and beautiful self when playing the piano.

Holding the bass guitar, Touma Kazusa felt that her whole person had become much more heroic.

"Did you bring your guitar?"

Yosho smiled and stretched out his hand towards the empty air beside him.

"A true musician..."

A jet-black guitar appeared in his hand.

"Is always preparing to perform."

Touma Kazusa pursed her lips and showed a smile, unable to help but say.

"You never forget to show off, no matter when."

Touma Kazusa adjusted the bass guitar and said seriously.

"Then... let's start our first duet."

The melodious sounds of the guitar and bass guitar intertwined, forming a piece of music with a sense of tranquility and gentleness, floating out from the half-open window.