Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

"Perhaps, one of the necessary conditions for the mastermind to activate their ability is to have some understanding of a person's inner thoughts and obsessions. And being able to access the psychological counseling files of internal members of the Metropolitan Police Department is very likely another clue to pursue."

Hearing Yagami Light's words, Yagami Hoshi on the other end of the phone was thinking.

High intelligence, indifference to surrounding things, distorted thinking caused by childhood upbringing, disguising oneself as a normal person…

Doesn't this sound a bit like Ayakoji Kiyotaka from Advanced Nurturing High School?

But on second thought, Ayakoji Kiyotaka only meets these three conditions. He doesn't have anything to do with anti-social behavior, self-destruction, self-harm, or suicide.

Besides, when you really think about it, there are plenty of people who meet these three points: high intelligence, indifference to surrounding things, and problematic childhood environment.

I even meet them.

So, the mastermind is myself?

That's nonsense.

"By the way."

Yagami Light rubbed his sore eyes and suddenly said.

"My father is going to work in the special task force investigating ‘Kira’ at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. Did you know about this?"

"I know. He called me the moment he received the notification to tell me."

Hearing this, Yagami Light couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile, complaining.

"It looks like you're his real son."

"Hey."

Yagami Hoshi made a displeased sound, his tone serious.

"Tsukiko, don't mess up the generations. Your father and I are good brothers. Just because I don't let you call me Uncle Hoshi doesn't mean you can be disrespectful to your elders."

"Still trying to take advantage, aren't you?"

After bantering with Yagami Light for a few sentences, Yagami Hoshi changed the subject.

"What do you think about your father joining the investigation team?"

"I think it's good."

Yagami Light's voice didn't reveal any emotion, maintaining his usual calm tone.

"Although I don't intend to kill any of the police officers in the investigation team, if the mastermind behind the Kyoto incidents wants to use the police officers in the investigation team, or even that famous detective himself, like they used Aguguri Kiyoto, to create panic among the people of Tokyo, then I naturally won't show any mercy."

"Aren't you worried that your father will be transformed into a spirit user by that guy?"

"Impossible."

Yagami Light shook his head.

"If he could do that, the enemy would have done it long ago. There's no need to go to such lengths to make my father resign. The enemy's ability must have some kind of limitation. This is his weakness, and it's also the biggest flaw that he will expose to us."

… …

Later that day, in Itomori Town, the Miyamizu family.

"Grandma, we're leaving."

"Okay, be careful."

Miyamizu Mitsuha and Miyamizu Yotsuha went out together. Yotsuha noticed that the expression on her sister's face was a little dazed, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"What's wrong?"

Miyamizu Mitsuha shook her head, forcing a smile.

"Nothing… I just suddenly have a strange feeling."

"Having love thoughts again?"

"Shut up, what love thoughts? You're so young, yet you already know how to talk nonsense."

"Hehehe, then you can have love thoughts by yourself. I'm leaving first."

Watching her sister's receding figure, Miyamizu Mitsuha sighed slightly and walked towards the school with her head down.

On the way, she heard a familiar voice.

"Everyone, the comet that will pass by in half a month is an opportunity for our town! Hundreds and thousands of tourists will come to Itomori Town just to see the comet pass by at the closest distance! This is a rare business opportunity!"

Miyamizu Mitsuha lowered her head even further, as if wanting to burrow into the ground. However, the man standing on the stage holding a microphone and giving an impassioned speech noticed her, frowned, and said with a serious face.

"Mitsuha! How many times have I told you! Keep your head up and your chest out when you walk! What kind of behavior is this! ?"

Hearing this, Miyamizu Mitsuha noticed the gazes of the students in school uniforms on the road around her, and heard the whispers of the other students. She was so embarrassed that she didn't know how to describe it. She just continued to lower her head and walked away quickly.

"The mayor is really consistent, so strict with his own daughter."

"If I were scolded like that in front of everyone, I would probably want to die."

"Shh, keep it down. She's a noble shrine maiden and the mayor's daughter. Don't gossip."

"Haha, you're so sarcastic."

… …

Listening to the discussions around her, Miyamizu Mitsuha couldn't help but clench her hands at her sides, saying in a faint voice that only she could hear.

"Let me leave here… I really don't want to stay here anymore."

Just as she finished speaking, Miyamizu Mitsuha suddenly bumped into someone's body. Before she could apologize, she heard a familiar voice with a smile.

"Since you don't want to stay here, how about going to Kyoto with me?"

"Eh?"

Miyamizu Mitsuha was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised her head, looked at Yagami Hoshi standing in front of her, first rubbed her eyes, and then showed a look of surprise.

"You… Yagami Hoshi-san!"

Miyamizu Mitsuha first shouted happily, then realized that the gazes of the students around her were becoming a little strange. A blush couldn't help but appear on her face, and she said softly.

"Um… it's not vacation time right now… Why did you suddenly come… You didn't tell me before you came, I could have picked you up."

Yagami Hoshi smiled.

"Let's talk as we walk, otherwise you'll be late for school."

"Okay."

Miyamizu Mitsuha noticed the strange gazes of the students around her. After all, Yagami Hoshi's appearance was too outstanding, and he wasn't wearing the Itomori Town Middle School uniform like the other students, so he looked particularly conspicuous.

She could imagine what these people would be gossiping about behind her back.

But on second thought…

It doesn't matter.

"How are you… over there?"

Miyamizu Mitsuha had personally witnessed Yagami Hoshi's transformation and battle with the evil spirits. Of course, she knew that the other party was the "Masked" in Kyoto City.

"Pretty good. If it wasn't good, I wouldn't be able to stand here."

Yagami Hoshi replied casually, handing the bento box in his hand to Miyamizu Mitsuha.

"As promised, the dessert personally made by that master chef I told you about."

"You actually remember…"

Miyamizu Mitsuha showed a moved expression and smiled sweetly.

"Then let's eat it together."

"Eh, I brought it specifically for you, how can I eat it?"

"But…"

"No buts, eat it quickly."

"Um… okay."

Miyamizu Mitsuha felt that something was not quite right, but she still opened the bento box and carefully picked up a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth.

At that moment, the taste buds of the heiress of the shrine maiden family in the remote mountain village were shocked by the Yuihama Yui, the super-image ambassador of Kyoto City, the strongest genius in cooking, the pinnacle of culinary skills, the inventor of Yahallo, with a cute face but known as the devil of the kitchen.

"This…"

Feeling the taste coming from the tip of her tongue, Miyamizu Mitsuha's pupils began to tremble.

This taste can only be described with one word, and this word should not have been used to describe the taste of food.

That is, mixed feelings.

At this moment, Miyamizu Mitsuha felt that her taste buds were being crushed by a truck full of various seasonings, but without white sugar.

The most outrageous thing is that under such a "complex" taste, the texture of this pastry is actually very good, soft and chewy, but not sticky.

How can the taste and texture be so distinct!?

Does the person who made this dish have some kind of wonderful schizophrenia!?

"This pastry…"

Miyamizu Mitsuha closed the bento box with a complicated expression, looked at Yagami Hoshi, and said cautiously.

"You didn't make it yourself, did you?"

"That's not me."

"Phew, that's good."

Hearing this answer, Miyamizu Mitsuha breathed a sigh of relief, curled her lips and said.

"What master chef? This is already so bad that it has reached a new level. It can be called the art of bad taste."

Yagami Hoshi asked curiously.

"If you want to comment, just comment directly. Why did you ask if I made it first?"

Miyamizu Mitsuha was stunned for a moment, a blush appeared on her face, she turned her face away and snorted softly.

"Hmph, I'm not that stupid to say that the food that someone else made and brought specifically is bad in front of them."

"Then if I said I made it, would you finish it?"

Hearing Yagami Hoshi's question with a smile, the blush on Miyamizu Mitsuha's face became even more obvious. After a while, she nodded.

"Um… I would."

Yagami Hoshi shook his head, took the bento box from Miyamizu Mitsuha's hand, and chuckled.

"Then there's no need. I was just kidding with you. We don't have to risk our lives."

Miyamizu Mitsuha said angrily upon hearing this.

"You're doing it on purpose, aren't you! ?"

"Let's get back to the main topic."

Yagami Hoshi quickly adjusted his expression, as if nothing had happened, and said softly.

"Two days, six days, fourteen days."

Miyamizu Mitsuha frowned slightly, puzzled.

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Itomori Town will face a catastrophe that will destroy the entire town and cause the deaths of all residents in two days, six days, and fifteen days."

Miyamizu Mitsuha's first reaction upon hearing this was to subconsciously refute it.

"How is that possible? Are you talking to me…"

But in the next second, she suddenly remembered Yagami Hoshi's true identity, as well as the god enshrined by her Miyamizu family for generations, and the deal she had made with the other party.

"Could it be… is it true?"

Looking at Miyamizu Mitsuha's incredulous look, Yagami Hoshi nodded.

"Yeah, it's true."

"How could this be… This…"

Miyamizu Mitsuha's brain was running fast, and after a few seconds, she immediately lowered her voice.