Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

"Such an elaborate lie, and it still didn't fool you? This is going to be difficult..."

Hearing Ye Xing's seemingly surprised tone, Eriri sighed and rolled her eyes.

"What kind of image do you have of me in your mind? To think I'd believe such a clumsy lie, do you really think I'm an idiot?"

Ye Xing nodded very sincerely.

"Yeah, pretty much."

"You..."

Eriri glared at Ye Xing through gritted teeth, but then suddenly sighed. Her body, which had been in the entrance of the fire escape, finally took a step inside. After closing the fire escape door, she leaned her whole body against it, her expression complex.

"So easily revealing your true identity, as a mysterious figure attracting worldwide attention, aren't you being a bit too careless?"

"The one being careless is you, right? Classmate Sawamura."

Ye Xing replied nonchalantly.

"Now that you know my secret, why aren't you running away? Are you really not afraid that I'll kill you here to protect my secret? With the fire as cover, a few deaths would be perfectly normal, right?"

Hearing this, Eriri's body trembled slightly, but she forced herself to say,

"I... I don't believe you would do such a thing."

"Indeed, I wouldn't. After all, my moral standards are too high."

Ye Xing replied casually, drawing the Onimaru Kunitsuna from his waist with one hand, and said with a light laugh.

"However, saying I'm being careless, you're underestimating me a bit too much."

"If I'm not mistaken, the doujinshi vendor should be your mother. Obviously, the doujinshi books aren't drawn by her, but by you, Eriri, a private art genius."

"Besides the doujinshi books, I also saw several full-color posters at that stall, including 'Mask' and the assistants around 'Mask'."

"Even I, the person involved, can't find any fault with them. Besides your excellent drawing skills, being able to perfectly recreate every detail shows that you must have watched the on-site photos and videos of 'Mask' participating in every incident many times, or rather, you were originally a die-hard fan of 'Mask'."

"As an excellent student representative of Private Toyonosaki Academy, you went to Soubu High School for a one-day exchange, and you just happened to choose the class I belong to."

"Since you even perfectly recreated details like the pupil color of each person on the poster, details that others wouldn't notice, plus I created a club, as well as the members in the club, and most importantly, you know that I have extraordinary abilities. With a little thought, you can match 'Mask' and the assistants around him with me and the club members around me one by one."

"Since you were already close to the truth, instead of letting you act on your own, I might as well take this opportunity to reveal myself to you. Judging from your performance just now, you have already expressed your attitude."

"And also..."

Speaking of which, Ye Xing glanced at Eriri casually, only to find that the other party looked dazed, as if her brain was about to overload. He hesitated and said.

"You... were already close to the truth, right?"

"Ah?"

Eriri seemed to wake up from a dream and nodded quickly.

"Yes... yes! I actually guessed it a long time ago!"

"You... didn't think about it at all?"

"How could that be, I..."

Eriri originally wanted to be stubborn, but when she saw Ye Xing staring at her, she was like a deflated ball, and even her long golden hair finally shrank to the limit in her hat and popped out directly.

"I... I really didn't think about it..."

Hearing this answer, Ye Xing finally felt speechless.

It seems like...

I overestimated the other party?

No, is it my problem?

If it were Mai Sakurajima, Yotsuya Miko, Rio Futaba, and those people, after getting such ample clues, I'm afraid they would have been able to guess their true identity long ago.

Not to mention Yukino Yukinoshita during the summer vacation, even without any solid evidence, and even without knowing that Ye Xing had special abilities, she deduced the truth based solely on fragmented clues and the changes in Kyoto City during that time.

Looking at Eriri, who looked blank and seemed to be digesting what he had just said, Ye Xing confirmed one thing.

It really is my problem.

What Soichiro Yagami, Natsumi Suga, Shizuka Hiratsuka...

After dealing with these smart people for too long, he has gradually lost the ability to be downward compatible and has overestimated other people's intelligence a bit too much.

So Eriri didn't think about it at all?

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Ye Xing waved his hand, his eyes looking a little complicated.

"Let's just pretend that you've already guessed it, okay?"

Eriri was silent for a few seconds, then said in a low voice.

"Okay."

Too embarrassing.

It's really too embarrassing.

Eriri didn't think about it at first, but now that she heard Ye Xing say this, she finally realized that this was no longer a matter of clues, it was like feeding the answer to her mouth.

Even so, she didn't realize it at all...

It's hard to evaluate.

Just as Eriri was wondering which members of the Supernatural Quantum Mechanics Research Club at Soubu High School could correspond to the assistants around "Mask", she heard hurried footsteps coming from below the fire escape.

Before she could react, she saw the "Mask" costume on Ye Xing suddenly dissipate, and he stepped down towards the source of the footsteps, holding the long sword in one hand.

In the next ten seconds, there were several gunshots first, followed by the sound of sharp objects cutting through the air, and sounds like human bodies being cut open.

"Okay, solved."

As Yaehoshi stepped back upstairs that night, he casually flicked the Onimaru Kunitsuna in his hand, leaving a dark red mark on the ground.

Eriri looked utterly bewildered.

"Um... is that it?"

"Yeah."

Yaehoshi took out a paper towel and wiped the blade of the Onimaru Kunitsuna. This action wasn't simply to wipe away blood; after all, a spiritual object of Onimaru Kunitsuna's caliber didn't need special cleaning and could purify itself. It was merely his way of rewarding his prized sword, similar to petting a pet.

"Just ordinary humans manipulated by evil spirits. Even with a few broken guns, they're just here to be sent flying."

Eriri's expression was almost turning into a chibi emoticon.

"Evil... evil spirits? Ghosts?"

"I'll explain later."

"But... why aren't you wearing your 'Kamen' outfit?"

"Hoh, the way you put it, do you think I wear that outfit to show off? Of course, there's that element too, but the main reason is to conceal my identity and increase my defense. Dealing with a few ordinary humans, especially in this fire escape without any cameras, there's no need to waste extra energy."

Eriri nodded, seemingly understanding, then a glint of excitement suddenly appeared in her blue eyes.

"You mean, that outfit isn't ordinary clothing, but condensed from your own power, like a transformation in those hot-blooded battle manga?!"

"More or less."

"Then..."

Eriri took two steps at a time, approaching Yaehoshi.

"Could you show me a complete transformation once? I only saw a small part just now."

"This..."

Seeing Yaehoshi's reluctance, Eriri clasped her hands together, pleading with a highly expectant look.

"Please, please."

"Fine."

Yaehoshi sheathed the Onimaru Kunitsuna, and dark flames reappeared on his body and face, forming a black mask with a white smiley face pattern, and a black outfit.

"Oh, so amazing!"

This time, having witnessed the entire process, Eriri's eyes sparkled with joy, staring intently at Yaehoshi in front of her, completely mesmerized.

"Is that okay now?"

"Can you transform again?"

Yaehoshi was speechless.

"That's enough, do you think this is a monkey show at the zoo?"

Eriri knew that her request was a bit outrageous, but mainly because she was genuinely excited at the moment.

"Kamen"!!!

Oh my god, it's "Kamen" himself!!!

I actually met the real person today!

Eriri was originally a loyal fan of "Kamen." Although she was acting calm due to her tsundere personality, she was actually trembling with excitement.

Looking at Eriri trembling with excitement, Yaehoshi spoke softly with a very concerned look.

"Are you having an epileptic fit?"

"Screw you, you're the one having an epileptic fit."

Eriri retorted unhappily, then paused for a moment before suddenly extending her fair right hand towards Yaehoshi, a blush rising on her pretty face, turning her face away and muttering softly, pretending to be nonchalant.

"As... as long as you promise not to reveal my doujinshi activities and that I'm an otaku, I guarantee I won't disclose your identity to anyone. How about it, can we reach a consensus?"

"Okay."

Yaehoshi grasped Eriri's hand, and before she could savor the moment, he quickly withdrew it.

Eriri felt a little disappointed.

What she found even more unacceptable was that she felt a strange joy in her heart simply because Yaehoshi had just shaken her hand.

This is bad.

The mysterious hero she admired happened to be her savior.

With these two buffs combined, no one, let alone Eriri, could withstand it.

As for Yaehoshi, of course, it wasn't just because Eriri was pretty that he revealed his identity to her.

First and foremost, the most important premise was that Eriri was a fan of "Kamen." Just looking at her expression when she saw the life-size Kamen figure, and those exquisite posters fueled by her love, he knew she was definitely one of those hardcore fans.

Trustworthy.

Another reason, which was more realistic and somewhat utilitarian, was Eriri's family background.

If Yaehoshi remembered correctly, Eriri's father seemed to be from a distinguished British family and was also a diplomat stationed in Kyushu's Sakura Province.

If it were just that, it would be fine.

The key point was that Eriri's family environment was different from that of ordinary wealthy children. Her parents doted on her, even helping her sell doujinshi at comic conventions.

Having such a relationship would never hurt.

As for Eriri herself?

Of course, she also had value.

A hardcore otaku and doujinshi artist, disguising herself as a flawless beautiful girl at school, renowned as the unattainable flower of Private Toyonosaki Academy...

Just this simple sentence was enough to know that Eriri was a bit off.

A bit off? Being a bit off is just right.

Which of those who awakened to become spiritual ability users wasn't a bit off?

Kyoto's number one poker face, Mieruko Yotsuya, the internally conflicted and pained Rio Futaba, the insincere and overly gentle Yui Yuigahama, Mai Sakurajima, who almost had her own existence erased by her own thoughts, Hina Amano, who tried to sacrifice herself to save the world, Yukino Yukinoshita, whose personality was so complex as to be considered twisted, far away in Chiba...

And the heavyweight, Light Yagami, who felt the world was becoming increasingly boring and corrupt, yearning for pure justice.

Thinking of this, Yaehoshi felt the burden on his shoulders become heavier again.

Sigh, only I am a normal person.