Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

Saki Kawasaki suddenly thought of something, her pupils shrinking slightly in surprise.

The last time at the Tokyo outdoor comic exhibition, it was also she who helped Kitagawa Marin change her clothes, but that time... it seemed like there wasn't this process of drawing a tally mark.

In order to restore Kuroe Shizuku's costume to the greatest extent, Kawasaki Saki had also played that 'Wet Female Academy'. She knew that Kuroe Shizuku's character, in addition to the surface costume, also had a tally mark pattern on the base of her thigh, representing the number of times she had been captured and her current state.

Marin Kitagawa, who pursues the ultimate restoration, would definitely not allow herself to miss such details.

The key is, I didn't draw it for her.

Then who drew it for her?

Thinking of this, Saki Kawasaki gave Marin Kitagawa a meaningful look and sighed helplessly.

You little Marin.

Sneaking around, huh?

Just then, a cold, emotionless female voice came from not far away.

"Why are you here too?"

Yozora turned his head and saw Yutaka Takanashi, dressed in casual clothes, standing there quietly, with a slightly petite figure standing behind her, it was her younger sister, Rikka Takanashi.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking that question?"

Yozora looked slightly helpless.

Good heavens, coming to a comic exhibition, and it's all acquaintances.

"Isn't it because of this girl..."

Yutaka Takanashi sighed helplessly, extending a slender, white index finger and tapping Rikka's forehead.

"She insisted on coming to this comic exhibition, but with her personality, I wouldn't feel comfortable letting her come alone. Anyway, there's still some time before I have to go to work, so I came with her."

After saying this, Yutaka Takanashi didn't hear her sister say any of the chuunibyou words like 'invisible boundary line' or 'holy adjuster and management bureau' as usual, so she turned around and took a look, only to see her younger sister Rikka's face flushed, her gaze fixed on Yozora, as if she wanted to say something.

This time, even Yutaka was taken aback.

Wait, Yozora is good-looking, but his looks shouldn't be so high as to...

Directly cure her sister's severe chuunibyou?

What kind of succubus divine doctor is this?

"That... Yozora... Yozora-kun..."

Rikka Takanashi seemed to want to greet him normally, but it conflicted with her own chuunibyou instinct, and she felt like her brain was about to overload. After stammering for a long time, chuunibyou finally took over, and she struck a very handsome pose, deliberately using a low voice.

"My ally, I didn't expect to meet you here again. This must be the thread of fate, guiding you and me to embark on a journey to find the invisible boundary line together!"

"I'm not going to look for anything with you."

Yozora refused player Rikka Takanashi's invitation to go crazy together without hesitation.

"Eh?"

Hearing Yozora's answer, Yutaka Takanashi looked surprised and slowly opened her mouth.

"I originally thought you would be chuunibyou with Rikka, but I didn't expect you to be surprisingly mature."

Yutaka Takanashi thought that this was indeed the case.

During the exorcism incident last time, it was already clear that this Yozora-kun was different from her chuunibyou sister Rikka, who fantasized about having special abilities, and he did possess special abilities that ordinary people did not have.

As for why she came to this conclusion? Wasn't this a simple matter?

Could a normal person withstand a fully speeding truck that could even crash through the walls of a Western restaurant?

Could that be a normal human?

Probably in the eyes of someone who truly possesses special abilities like this... Rikka, who has severe chuunibyou... must be very silly, right?

"Everyone, everyone! Please look over here!"

At this time, Aoki Tsuyoshi had already walked behind his booth, next to him was a mysterious object covered with a black cloth, about 1.8 meters tall.

Everyone in the comic exhibition hall stopped what they were doing and turned their attention to this side.

Yozora finally understood.

The main theme of this comic exhibition event was to go crazy for love... to generate electricity for love. Although they charged a little for tickets, with this scale, they couldn't even get their money back.

It was entirely supported by Eriri's mother, Aoki Tsuyoshi, a loyal fan of "Masquerade". Yozora even suspected that Yukinoshita Haruno and others were also sponsors, which is why it was able to be carried out.

As for the purpose...

Isn't this just a fan event for "Masquerade"'s support group!?

As for the so-called comic exhibition event, it was just to find a gimmick, on the one hand, to attract more newcomers, and then guide them to become supporters of "Masquerade". On the other hand, "Masquerade" is an existence that the official does not recognize after all, and it would be troublesome to directly say that they want to hold a fan support group for "Masquerade" in terms of procedures.

"Everyone, please look..."

Seeing that everyone in the comic exhibition hall was looking at him, Aoki Tsuyoshi nodded with satisfaction, put his hand on the black cloth, and lifted it up.

"This is today's main event!"

After the black cloth was unveiled, what appeared in front of everyone was...

"Whoa..."

Yozora looked at the life-size figure wearing a black coat, wearing a pure black mask with a white smiley face pattern, the same height as him, and even the body shape was almost the same, with the hem of the coat made into the shape of burning flames, and his expression became a little complicated.

Whoa, why am I displayed there?

After the life-size "Masquerade" figure revealed its true face, a burst of exclamations also sounded in the comic exhibition hall.

"Wow... it's exactly the same... it's really well done..."

"Oh my god, it's like 'Masquerade' himself is here!"

"It must have taken a lot of effort to make such a life-size figure?"

“This is the special edition being sold today!?” Rikka Takanashi, a die-hard “Masked” fan, stared at the life-size figure, her eyes practically glowing.

“‘Masked’ is so cool!”

Seeing a slightly complicated look on Yozora's face, Saki Kawasaki, who knew the inside story, nudged his shoulder and teased him.

“If I had known it would be so lively today, I should have brought Kyoka along.”

“I can’t take it anymore.”

Yozora shook his head and waved to Kitagawa Marin and Saki Kawasaki.

“I'll go wander around nearby for a bit. When the convention is about to end, send me a message. I need to get out of here.”

With that, Yozora left the convention hall.

Watching his departing figure, Marin Kitagawa hesitated.

“This… could it be that Yozora doesn’t like ‘Masked’? But, he did a ‘Masked’ cosplay last time, and from his words, even if he’s not a fan, he’s at least a supporter, right…?”

“You just don’t understand,”

Saki Kawasaki patted Marin Kitagawa’s shoulder, saying meaningfully.

“It’s because he supports ‘Masked’ too much that he's embarrassed by everyone's praise and wants to run away. He's just being a tsundere.”

…

Meanwhile, Yozora entered an elevator and sighed softly.

He really couldn't take it. Who could?

The extent of everyone's support for “Masked” was a bit too enthusiastic, like when your parents' relatives and friends corner you at the dinner table during the New Year and shower you with awkward praise.

Although Aoki and the others were genuinely praising “Masked,” Yozora, standing there listening to people fawning over himself, didn't think it was necessary.

Only those who are unaffected by any opinions, whether praise or criticism, are truly free.

Just then, the elevator stopped on a certain floor.

Yozora was about to press the close button when he saw that the floor was a bookstore, and above the bookstore's entrance was a banner.

《Light Novel: Love Rhythms, Volume 1 on Sale! Author's Autograph Session!》

“Love Rhythms…”

Yozora stepped out of the elevator and walked towards the bookstore, chuckling to himself.

“I’m running into nothing but acquaintances today.”

At the same time, in a corner of the bookstore.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, wearing a long dress and her signature sheer black stockings, stared down at the table, as if writing something with a pen. But a closer look at the notebook revealed that she was just doodling aimlessly.

“Not a single person…?”

Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed softly.

Nearly half an hour had passed since the autograph session began.

Not a single person had bought her novel, Love Rhythms, and come to get her autograph.

One guy did come over to talk, but he wasn't interested in the novel at all, just the type to casually hit on her.

Needless to say, Kasumigaoka Utaha, with her usual sharp tongue, directly drove him away.

Despite her calm demeanor, Kasumigaoka Utaha had always been seen as the perfect girl and literary genius since entering high school, and had hardly experienced any setbacks.

She was admired by everyone at school, and the scripts she wrote for the drama club had even won awards.

But the light novel Love Rhythms, which she had painstakingly written, had suffered dismal sales after its long-awaited publication, and even today's autograph session was attracting no one.

Could it be that her book… was really that bad?

Unwilling… she was truly unwilling.

Just then, a copy of 《Love Rhythms》 was gently placed on the table, pushed in front of Kasumigaoka Utaha.

“Miss Kasu Utako, please sign this for me.”

“Eh?”

Hearing the familiar voice, Kasumigaoka Utaha looked up and was taken aback to see Yozora standing there with a smile.

“You… why are you here?”

Yozora replied earnestly.

“Of course I’m here. I’m a cultured person, from a scholarly family. My favorite thing to do is to roam in the ocean of knowledge.”

Kasumigaoka Utaha pursed her lips, looking at the copy of 《Love Rhythms》 she had written on the table, her expression complicated.

“You’ve… read my novel online?”

“I haven’t.”

Yozora shook his head and sat down opposite Kasumigaoka Utaha, smiling.

“But since you wrote it, I believe it must be worth reading.”

“Is that so…”

Kasumigaoka Utaha muttered to herself, then gave a slightly bitter smile.

“Thank you for your support. You’re the first, and probably the only person today who will buy my novel and come to get my autograph.”

“It won’t be that bad.”

Kasumigaoka Utaha thought Yozora would say something comforting, but the next second, he said very sincerely.

“I brought two friends with me today. Don’t worry, including my copy, you’ll sell at least three copies. A great victory for a rookie writer.”

Kasumigaoka Utaha snorted softly and said blandly.

“As expected, after a few days apart, you’re still so irritating.”

“Be nicer to your readers, Miss Kasu Utako, or I’ll post you online.”

Just as the two were chatting, a piercing alarm suddenly sounded in the building.

“What is this…?”