Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

If, among the outsiders who have come to Itomori Town during this time, or even among the local residents, there is someone who wants to create a disaster, then Yaehoshi's sudden appearance in Itomori Town must have a reasonable explanation, otherwise, it would be like what he said this morning, easily stirring up trouble.

Actually, if it were someone else, it wouldn't be necessary to be so cautious. After all, although Itomori Town is small, there are often outsiders coming and going.

The problem is that Yaehoshi's appearance is too conspicuous.

In addition, Miyamizu Mitsuha is the town mayor's daughter, a shrine maiden of the Miyamizu family, and a well-known figure in the town and school. So many people saw Yaehoshi taking her to the school gate this morning, so it's better to be cautious.

"Eh? Really?"

Natori Sayaka was stunned for a moment when she saw Miyamizu Mitsuha actually admitting it, then she looked gossipy.

"Eh, eh, is he really your boyfriend? Then tell me quickly, is he still in school, or is he already working? How old is he? How did you meet? How far have you two gone?"

This series of questions, especially the last one, made Miyamizu Mitsuha's face turn red, and she said in embarrassment and anger.

"What 'how far have we gone'... we haven't done anything yet!"

"Then what about the other questions? Hurry up, I'm dying of curiosity."

"Um..."

Miyamizu Mitsuha tilted her head slightly, thinking carefully.

"It seems... he's a high school student like us..."

"It seems?"

Natori Sayaka looked suspicious.

"I say, as a girlfriend, not even knowing whether your boyfriend is in school or working is a bit too much, isn't it?"

Miyamizu Mitsuha was speechless.

The few times she appeared in Kyoto in spirit form, she was busy admiring the exquisite and elegant cafe environment, and eating those delicious pastries. Moreover, Yaehoshi always had appointments with others to discuss matters, so she didn't want to disturb him, and just focused on eating, and returned to her body after eating.

These topics have really never been discussed.

Miyamizu Mitsuha suddenly realized something.

Her understanding of Yaehoshi seems to be limited to the fact that he is an exorcist with special powers, usually acts as "Kamen" in Kyoto, and has reached a deal with the Itomori Town deity worshipped by the Miyamizu family for generations, to save Itomori Town from the disaster of an extraterrestrial meteorite, that's it, nothing more.

She seems...

Doesn't understand him at all?

...

On the other side, in the Miyamizu Shrine.

Miyamizu Ichiyo, who was weaving a cord, heard a knock on the door, took off her reading glasses, got up and opened the door.

"It's you?"

Seeing Yaehoshi standing at the door, Miyamizu Ichiyo recognized him immediately, even though she had only met him once. After all, this person was the deity worshipped by her Miyamizu family for generations, who had personally given a revelation, saying to treat him well, and also said that he was going to kill a god. It would be hard to forget even if she wanted to.

"Grandma Ichiyo, hello, I'm here again."

Miyamizu Ichiyo nodded, with a kind smile on her face.

"Come in and talk. I'll pour you a cup of hot tea and bring some snacks, let's sit down and talk."

After sitting down at the table, Miyamizu Ichiyo looked at Yaehoshi sitting across from her, and slowly said.

"Since you have appeared here, and the weather in Sakura Province has returned to normal, it proves... you succeeded, right?"

"Yes."

Yaehoshi nodded and smiled.

"That guy has been eliminated."

"This kind of thing can actually be done..."

Miyamizu Ichiyo muttered to herself, not knowing how to evaluate it.

At first, she thought that this young man named Yaehoshi was just talking nonsense to her, or that he was serious, but the final result would only be that he would be eliminated by the god.

Unexpectedly, he actually succeeded.

"This time you came... is it for the comet that will pass over Itomori Town in fourteen days, right?"

"So Grandma, you already know."

"It's not that I know, I guess I figured it out."

Miyamizu Ichiyo picked up her teacup and took a sip, and slowly said.

"Twelve hundred years ago, a meteorite fell in this place, and the huge lake was formed by it."

"More than two hundred years ago, a sudden fire burned down the original shrine, and the ancient books and materials stored inside disappeared along with it."

"As time went by, even we, the Miyamizu family, as a family of shrine maidens, no longer know why we hold the god-worshipping ceremony, and even the meaning of our existence as shrine maidens, and the existence of that god, has been forgotten."

Speaking of this, Miyamizu Ichiyo changed the subject.

"But, when I saw the news report on TV, saying that in fourteen days, a comet will pass by, and our Itomori Town is the closest place to the comet's path, I already understood that this is the meaning of the existence of the God and our Miyamizu family, to save Itomori Town from the disaster."

Miyamizu Ichiyo put down the teacup in her hand, and a kind smile appeared on her old face.

"It's just that, Grandma, I'm old, and I'm no longer a shrine maiden. Yotsuba is so young, Yaehoshi-kun, the hope of saving Itomori Town is entrusted to you and Mitsuha."

Yaehoshi nodded and replied with a smile.

"No problem."

"So, you came to me today, is there anything else you need help with?"

"Not really."

Yaehoshi picked up the teacup and took a sip, first said a sentence.

"Not as good as iced cola."

Miyamizu Ichiyo frowned slightly.

"Drinking too many beverages is unhealthy, drinking tea is better. Don't look at you now young, when you get old in the future..."

"I won't get old."

"Ah?"

Miyamizu Ichiyo was stunned when she heard this. She wanted to say that you young people, everyone has a day to get old, but on second thought, the other party is a special person who has killed a god.

Maybe, he really won't get old?

"In short, drink less of those carbonated drinks, they are not good for your health."

"Okay."

Yaehoshi replied noncommittally, and then said softly.

"I'm not here to find you this time, but to wait for someone here."

"Wait for someone? Wait for what..."

Just as Miyamizu Ichiyo was halfway through her words, she suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Please go to the room inside."

Seeing Yaehoshi's serious appearance, Miyamizu Ichiyo did not hesitate too much. After all, the other party is someone who has cooperated with her family's god. Before entering the room, she sighed and said.

"Be careful, don't tear down my house."

"Okay, don't worry, I guarantee not to leave a trace."

After Miyamizu Ichiyo entered the room and closed the door, Yaehoshi stood up and walked to the door, instantly putting on a warm smile.

"Hello, welcome to Miyamizu Shrine."

Standing at the door was a woman who looked to be around thirty years old, with an ordinary appearance and an ordinary dress.

When she saw that the person who opened the door was actually a man, she couldn't help but frown.

"Is this... Miyamizu Shrine?"

Yaehoshi still maintained a kind smile, and said softly.

"Are you deaf? I've already said it, this is Miyamizu Shrine, do you need to ask again? You should go buy a hearing aid."

The woman did not show any anger when she heard such unfriendly words, but said lightly.

"I heard that Miyamizu is a family of shrine maidens, how can there be a man?"

"Are you okay, old sister?"

Yaehoshi looked at the other party with the eyes of a fool, and said with a righteous tone.

"You tell me there are no men, how does the Miyamizu family have children? Do you think it's a women's country, where you can get pregnant by drinking water?"

"Are you a live-in son-in-law?"

"That's right."

Yaehoshi lied without changing his face.

"I am Miyamizu Hoshi, the fiancé of Miyamizu Mitsuha, the shrine maiden of the Miyamizu family in this generation. Today, I am the only one here. If you have anything you want to ask, come inside and talk."

"Okay."

After the woman came into the house and sat down, Yaehoshi looked at her and asked casually.

"I'm a local, I don't seem to have seen you before. Are you an outsider tourist? Or are you transferred here for work?"

"Tourist, here to see the comet."

"Oh, the comet."

Yaehoshi picked up the teacup and blew on it, and said with a chuckle.

"The comet that will pass by in fourteen days, coming so many days early, isn't it a bit too early?"

The woman replied blankly.

"I just resigned, and now I'm unemployed. I thought I'd come and see the rare comet before finding the next job, to change my mood."

"I see."

Yaehoshi nodded noncommittally and smiled.

"Did you come alone? Or are there friends accompanying you?"

When the woman heard this, an impatient look appeared on her face, and she frowned tightly.

"Mr. Miyamizu, I'm here to ask about some things, let's stop the small talk here."

"Then ask."

"Mr. Miyamizu, I want to know, what kind of god is the one worshipped by your Miyamizu family for generations, and do you only have this one shrine here? I heard people in the town say that you offer kuchikamizake to the god, where is it stored?"

Faced with the woman's series of questions, Yaehoshi just picked up the teacup and took a sip, maintaining a smile, but didn't answer a word.

After nearly half a minute, the woman squinted her eyes and said.

"Mr. Miyamizu, I'm asking you questions."

"Yeah, I heard you."

Yaehoshi spread out his hands, looking like he was giving up.

"You ask your questions, I didn't say I would answer."

"You guy..."

A bit of cold killing intent flowed in the woman's eyes, and she slowly said.

"You better answer my questions now."

"Yo, you're threatening me?"

Just as Yaehoshi's voice fell, a red thread suddenly appeared in the air, forming a sentence.

"Confirmation complete, she did come alone."

"OK."

At this moment, Yaehoshi noticed that the woman's line of sight shifted towards the direction of the red thread. He had already confirmed that the other party was a psychic.

If it were just an ordinary tourist, facing his extremely bad, aggressive attitude, they would have turned around and left. How could they still endure their anger, just to ask some strange tales related to the gods?