Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

“I'm an orphan.”

The moment Yexing uttered those words, the room fell silent.

Looking at the stunned expression of the middle-aged man, Yexing sighed softly, appearing disappointed.

“Before threatening someone, don't you even do a basic background check? Do you guys even have brains? Has believing in evil gods made you stupid?”

“Then we'll kill your friends…”

“Don't be so quick to threaten me.”

Even when facing a gun, Yexing remained calm and composed, even appearing curious.

“Tell me first, why are you so sure that this Izanami-no-Mikoto actually exists? Has she performed any miracles? Where did she perform them, and when? What's the scope of your cult? Is it only within Kyoto City, or does it span the entire Sakura Prefecture? How many people are in the cult approximately? Besides those of you here, are there any other members? Are there any high-ranking believers who can use divine power? Was the incident at the private Toyozaki Academy also your doing?”

This barrage of questions completely dumbfounded the cultists present.

“Why… why are you asking all this?”

Facing the middle-aged man's questioning, Yexing said solemnly.

“Of course, I want to join. You've seen my attitude towards 'Mask'; I don't support him and think he's just a reckless and dangerous individual. If your cult is correct, and there's real evidence that the god you worship exists, then of course I'm willing to choose a good tree to perch on and a worthy lord to serve. If I and Suga Natsumi cooperate sincerely, the effect would be better than threats, right?”

“That… that's true.”

Although the middle-aged man felt something was off, on closer thought, it seemed to make sense.

If the other party was willing to cooperate and join willingly, a self-media writer with influence over public opinion and someone who could create convincing deceptions to damage 'Mask's' public image would indeed be valuable.

“Izanami-no-Mikoto certainly exists, and she has also shown miracles.”

The middle-aged man slowly began to speak.

“The recent Araya Kiyosato was chosen by Izanami-no-Mikoto and granted power. Also, the green flames in that commercial building were Izanami-no-Mikoto's punishment for those who worship the false 'Mask'. I might as well tell you directly that there are also believers in the higher echelons of the Kyoto Prefectural Police who have been granted power by Izanami-no-Mikoto.”

“I see.”

Yexing nodded in agreement, then asked again.

“Then which city is your worshipped Izanami-no-Mikoto specifically located in?”

“Hmph, since she is a true god, she is naturally omnipresent.”

“Oh.”

Yexing replied with a chuckle.

“As expected, you low-ranking believers without any abilities wouldn't know the location of that fellow's main body. Forget it, I've already obtained valuable information. Next…”

A black longsword appeared in Yexing's hand, and he said softly.

“It's time to send you on your way.”

Chapter 297: Suga Natsumi's Invitation to Drink, A Conversation Between Father and Son Yagami

“You bastard…”

Seeing the sudden appearance of the black longsword in Yexing's hand, the dozen or so cultists gathered in the room were dumbfounded.

The middle-aged man blocking the door was stunned for a moment, then immediately aimed at Yexing and tried to pull the trigger.

However, the next second, he didn't hear the expected gunshot, only a slight chill on his wrist.

“Thud.”

When he heard a crisp sound from the ground, the middle-aged man noticed that his hand holding the gun had fallen to the ground at some point, leaving only a smooth, clean stump spurting blood.

Before he could react, a black light flashed before his eyes, and his vision seemed to be torn apart, severed in the middle.

After slicing the middle-aged man in half vertically, Yexing turned to look at the other cultists in the room and said softly.

“Alright, next, it's your turn.”

In the next minute, Suga Natsumi leaned against the wall, watching as Yexing wielded the black longsword, cutting the cultists in half one by one.

And being split in half with one strike was a relatively fortunate way to die.

Suga Natsumi personally witnessed Yexing grab a cultist's neck with one hand, lift him up like a chick, and then slam him directly against the wall. The cultist's body burst like a balloon, except instead of air, it was splattering blood, flesh, and bone fragments.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have dared to believe that someone in this world could actually smash another human being to pieces with their bare hands.

However, while Suga Natsumi felt it was bloody and cruel, she also had a hint of doubt in her heart.

Is Yexing… really 'Mask'?

Suga Natsumi was originally certain, but now she was unsure again.

She had personally witnessed 'Mask's' fighting style, which was a composure supported by great strength, as if mocking his opponents.

The current Yexing… seemed to be venting his anger, using the most cruel and bloody means to mercilessly eliminate these cultists.

And what Suga Natsumi couldn't "observe" was that whenever a cultist's body was torn apart like a rag doll, a black ghostly hand in mid-air would grasp the spiritual body floating from the remaining corpse, and finally be devoured by Yexing.

“As expected, these people don't know anything…”

After killing all the cultists, Yexing, standing amidst the blood and corpses, muttered to himself as he savored the souls and memories of these people.

Indeed, there wasn't much valuable information to be found in the memories of these cultists.

If anything, there was only one thing.

These people had indeed witnessed the so-called spiritual ability, which was a strange, eerie blue flame floating in the air.

In that case, what the other party had just said, that there were so-called believers in the higher echelons of the Kyoto Prefectural Police who had been chosen by Izanami-no-Mikoto and granted power, that is, spiritual ability users like Araya Kiyosato and Tamura Kai, should also be true.

Looking at it this way, many of the doubts surrounding Araya Kiyosato's high-profile attack on the Kyoto Prefectural Police Headquarters some time ago can be explained.

According to Araya Kiyosato's personality of pursuing distorted justice, even if he were to reveal his monstrous true form fused with the Soul's True Body, he should have been willing to pay any price and disregard any consequences, transforming first when facing 'Mask', whom he regarded as evil, but he didn't do so.

Perhaps it wasn't just awakening spiritual abilities…

From the beginning, Araya Kiyosato's entire plan, which he thought he had come up with himself, was actually a decision made under someone else's manipulation, and even he himself didn't realize anything was wrong.

And rather than saying that his actions were aimed at 'Mask', it would be better to say that the mastermind's initial goal was to use the power of public opinion to drive away the true controller of the Kyoto Prefectural Police, Yagami Soichiro, who was suspected of being an assistant to 'Mask'.

Under the circumstances at the time, Soichiro Yagami had to either regard "The Mask" as the culprit who murdered members of the Metropolitan Police Department, or he had to admit that Kiyoteru Agutami, the commander of the Mobile Unit, was mentally unstable and murdered his colleagues in the Metropolitan Police Department.

If he chose the former, the consequences were obvious. "The Mask" would not be so convenient in his actions in the future. After all, although Yoru Hoshi acted as he pleased, the overall style displayed by "The Mask" was obviously chaotic good. He would not commit such an act as killing innocent police officers who were only acting on orders.

And if he chose the latter, although there would be no loss to "The Mask," if there were people within the upper echelons of the Metropolitan Police Department who had become followers of the goddess Izanami, even if the Special Operations Unit was disbanded, there would still have to be a new Director of the Criminal Investigation Department appointed.

"Want to replace him with someone under your control?… The position of Director of the Criminal Investigation Department is indeed very important…"

Listening to Yoru Hoshi's muttering and seeing the corpses all over the ground, and the viscous blood gathered together like a miniature lake, Natsumi Suga took a deep breath, forcibly stabilizing her emotions. After a long while, she finally said something she didn't expect herself to say.

"What… what should we do? If the police find out… it will be very troublesome."

Natsumi Suga, of course, knew what self-defense was.

But the scene before her eyes had probably far exceeded the definition of self-defense.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Hearing Yoru Hoshi's question, Natsumi Suga tried her best to keep her eyes on his face, instead of looking at the blood and corpses on the ground, and whispered while trying to hold back.

"I am a well-known media person after all. Before I met you, I was running around the city every day, searching for valuable news. I've seen traffic accident death scenes, suicide death scenes, corpses fished out of the river that had been soaking for several days, swollen like balloons. Although I'm still a little uncomfortable, it would be a gross underestimation of Natsumi Suga if you thought I would be sick to my stomach."

Seeing Natsumi Suga's slightly arrogant appearance, showing off her courage, Yoru Hoshi chuckled and shook his head.

"I killed someone in front of you… Oh, I killed someone again in front of you. Your reaction is really not normal."

"Maybe it's because I've been with abnormal people for too long."

Natsumi Suga shook her head helplessly, glanced at the traces on the ground, and said with a complicated expression.

"Um… how should these traces be dealt with… We have to think of a way…"

"I'll do it."

Yoru Hoshi said with a chuckle, and walked straight towards the door.

And on the ground behind him, a burst of black flames ignited, burning all the bloodstains, corpses, pieces of flesh, and bones in the room… No, it would be more appropriate to say that they were devoured, because not even smoke was produced.

By the time Yoru Hoshi walked to the door, Natsumi Suga saw that the empty room had returned to its original appearance, as if nothing had happened.

"This… this…"

Watching the dark flames devour all the remaining traces, disappearing as if they had devoured their own existence, Natsumi Suga was completely stunned.

She had witnessed Yoru Hoshi's terrifying power to withstand bullets with his bare body, and to smash an adult man against a wall with one hand, turning him into dust.

But what were those black flames?

This was already a superpower, right!?

As a professional media person who had reported on "The Mask" many times, Natsumi Suga immediately thought that in several incidents where "The Mask" had appeared, eyewitnesses had described that the hem of his black coat would become like burning black flames during battle.

Moreover, Natsumi Suga herself had seen it with her own eyes.

That kind of black flame… was exactly the same as the one that had just appeared behind Yoru Hoshi.

As expected… her guess was correct, he was "The Mask."

"Sigh…"

At this moment, many things suddenly flashed through Natsumi Suga's mind. She pretended to be lazy, stretched her back, and said with a smile.

"After experiencing such a thing, I need to have a drink to relax. Do you want to join me?"

Yoru Hoshi said seriously.

"I'm not of legal drinking age yet. You're inducing crime."

Natsumi Suga curled her lips, grabbed Yoru Hoshi's arm, and said angrily.

"Don't pretend to be a good boy here, let's go."

… …

At the same time, in Kaguya Shinomiya's bedroom.

Kaguya Shinomiya, with her soft black hair loose, lay on the soft big bed, staring blankly at a certain part of the ceiling in a dimly lit room, muttering to herself.

"Accepting failure… is the true strength?… That guy always says things that are hard to understand."

Recalling what happened today, Kaguya Shinomiya's thoughts kept turning.

Even that Yoru Hoshi… had failed before?

What did he mean when he said that because of his failure, a good friend of his gave up his future and dreams?

Yoru Hoshi was first in the Sakura Province Joint Entrance Examination.

Yoru Hoshi was still first in the joint examination of Sobu High and Private Shuchiin Academy.

Even at the Sobu High School Festival, a relaxing activity that doesn't focus on academic ability, he was still the undisputed first… Second, and third, the top three were all taken by him.

What kind of failure did Yoru Hoshi experience that led to such serious consequences?

Could it be…

Love?

Thinking of this, Kaguya Shinomiya felt that although this idea was a bit outrageous, judging from the character of this guy Yoru Hoshi, it was entirely possible.

The club he was in was all girls except for himself, and they were all cute and beautiful girls with outstanding appearances, different styles, and each with their own merits.

Kaguya Shinomiya would never believe that nothing would happen.

However, Kaguya Shinomiya had a vague feeling that a person like Yoru Hoshi would probably not regard mere difficulties in love as a failure, and it was hard to imagine that he would fail in love.

Then what… is it?

Perhaps the failure Yoru Hoshi mentioned was just a temporary fabrication, deliberately comforting herself?

Thinking about it, Kaguya Shinomiya suddenly realized that something was wrong, her pretty face flushed, she subconsciously buried her cheeks in the pillow, and muttered to herself.

"Why am I… thinking about this guy's affairs all the time… It's like I'm possessed…"

Kaguya Shinomiya finally came back to her senses.

Unknowingly, how did Yoru Hoshi suddenly appear in her life?

When did this start?

Did it start from suffering from puberty syndrome? Or did it start from Yoru Hoshi coming to her house today?