Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

"When did you get a clear look at that guy's face? How did I miss it?"

Nightstar replied casually.

"Oh, it was 0.3 seconds before the explosion. After I had Ghost Hand pull you away, I had it use its index finger to flip open the mask on his face. That's when I saw it."

Yagami Light, upon hearing this, wore a complicated expression: "…"

After a few seconds, he finally sighed deeply.

"You… you're a monster…"

In that critical situation, not only could he spare the energy to use Soul Manifestation to protect himself and Kitagawa Marin, but he could also remove the other person's mask. Most importantly, he only needed to glance once to remember the person's face so clearly…

Is that something a human can do? Is he a human camera?

Most importantly, he also has sufficient drawing skills to perfectly recreate the image in his mind.

No wonder, after all, he was the top scorer in Sakura Prefecture's joint entrance exam, and he defeated the entire first-year class of Shuchiin Academy, including that genius, Kaguya Shinomiya, in the joint exam.

Yagami Light knew that even without spiritual abilities, just with that monstrous memory and intellect, Nightstar could definitely be considered a gifted individual, a super high school-level monster who surpassed even himself.

"I see it, the fax… no, send it to my personal email address. I'll use the Metropolitan Police Department's resources to search the registry."

L said this first, then stroked his messy black hair, lost in thought.

"The key is, where did this person get such explosives that can be carried around and are powerful enough to destroy a building… This kind of thing is subject to extremely strict control… Search the Metropolitan Police Department's inventory first… But I have a feeling that there probably won't be any discoveries. Is it another perplexing mystery…?"

Speaking of this, L suddenly revealed a strangely excited smile.

"As expected, working with you two is so interesting."

After ending the call, L had his assistant, Watari, search the Metropolitan Police Department's database to see if he could find any suspects matching the criminal's portrait. He himself squatted on the chair, gnawing on his nails, and thinking with all his might.

"Spiritual ability… is a psychokinetic ability born from the user's heart… Conversely, we can deduce his personality and goals from the criminal's ability…"

"Completely targeting 'Kira's' domain and Soul Avatar, and also strapping explosives to his body, willing to self-destruct to drag 'Kira' down with him, the so-called fervent resolve of the first devotee…"

"The first… That is to say, the other party is not just a single person, but acting collectively? That kind of ability… Could it be that there is some kind of blood feud between the person and 'Kira', willing to forge himself into a tool solely for the purpose of eliminating 'Kira'? But from 'Kira' showing his ability to fly in public to now, it's only been a few months…"

"Even Nightstar took more than half a year from awakening his Soul Manifestation ability to mastering the domain. Could there be someone more talented than him in this world? Impossible… Absolutely impossible."

Faced with this cloud of mist that reappeared before his eyes, with countless pieces of information but difficult to see through, L's eyes became more and more excited, even somewhat close to madness.

"What exactly is the truth… It's making me so curious…"

"Want to know the truth?"

A hoarse, eerie voice suddenly sounded in L's ear.

"Embrace the most authentic desires in your heart, and then merge with me, become…"

"I refuse."

Hearing the eerie voice in his ear, L knew that this was because he knew the truth of the world, coupled with his strong desire to pursue the truth at this time, which triggered the opportunity to be targeted by evil spirits like Rikka Sakurakawa and become a so-called spiritual ability user.

His expression did not change in the slightest, he just said lightly.

"What I want to pursue is the supreme joy of finding the truth myself. I am the world's strongest detective, and I don't need anyone's help, especially from inferior beings like you."

Perhaps rejected, or perhaps sensing L's unwavering will, the eerie, hoarse voice did not speak again and disappeared as if it had never appeared.

"To actually tempt me to become a spiritual ability user at this time…"

L's eyes, hidden under his messy black hair, flickered as he muttered to himself.

"Is it a coincidence… or is the organization behind the enemy trying to create more extreme spiritual ability users…?"

…

At this time, Yagami Light, sitting in his own bedroom, was also analyzing the current situation as hard as L, but from the perspective of a spiritual ability user.

Today, under pressure, the newly awakened Domain - Tengu, its effect is actually very simple.

In the area around fifty meters, by dispersing a part of his spiritual power, he can create raven illusions, the specific number depending on how much spiritual power is dispersed.

The ravens produced by spiritual power can exert mental pressure on the enemy, and Yagami Light can also consume a part of his spiritual power to swap his main body with any raven in the area.

It sounds like an invincible ability, but the weaknesses are also obvious.

If facing an enemy with keen spiritual power perception, such as Miko Yotsuya, the traces of spiritual power fluctuations would be captured at the moment before the swap, thus predicting the location where his main body will appear.

Or, for spiritual ability users like Nightstar, whose reflexes reach a monstrous level, a mere fifty meters is no different from five meters, and there will be no chance to breathe.

However, the two examples given are both the strongest known spiritual ability user by Yagami Light, and the number two spiritual ability user in the Overload Society, which is enough to prove the value of his Domain Tengu.

However, Yagami Light did not have the joy of evolving a new ability at all, but instead felt even heavier in his heart.

If Nightstar hadn't been there today… he would have ended up in a mutually destructive end with that mysterious spiritual ability user.

Yagami Light wouldn't comfort himself by thinking that it was a draw that resulted in mutual damage.

If Nightstar was the enemy, and he and Nightstar ended up in mutually assured destruction, that would be a draw.

To end up in mutually assured destruction with such a guy… that would be a complete failure.

"I must… I must become stronger to cope with the disasters to come…"

Yagami Light muttered to himself, opened the news report about the collapse of the building today, looked at the contents written in it, more than five hundred innocent people were killed or injured, and the blood-stained ruins, these shocking contents, his hands could not help but clench.

"These… are all my responsibility…"

If it were the Yagami Light in the original plot, it would be impossible for him to care about the casualties of innocent people. As long as he completed his goal and eliminated the troublesome guys, that would be enough.

But now, he wants to protect more people while eliminating evil in this world. It's not for the spiritual power blessed by faith, but simply because he feels it's the right thing to do.

“I need to find a reason to disappear for a few days and go to the Reverse Side to do some special training…”

… …

The next half month was uneventful.

As L predicted, even with the resources of the Metropolitan Police Department, the source of the explosives could not be found. The criminal portrait drawn by Yaehoshi, after being checked against the database, turned up many similar faces, but they were all still alive. Even those who had passed away had no connection to the Tokyo incident. Considering the time and location, they could be completely ruled out as suspects.

L summarized the investigation in a short sentence.

“Whether it's the explosives they carried, the power they possessed, or the person themselves, there is no trace to follow. It's as if they didn't exist in this world before and suddenly appeared.”

After returning to Kyoto, Yaehoshi told the Overload Society members about the events in Tokyo. When they heard that Yagami Light almost, just almost, died in the explosion, the members felt extremely heavy.

Although they didn't approve of Yagami Light's overly cruel and extreme actions, they had to admit that he was excellent, so excellent that he was able to contend against the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, the world's strongest detective L, and the evil spirits born within Tokyo's Reverse Side, and even gain the upper hand, all by himself.

Counter-tracking, intellect, a perfect alibi, plus the talent for spiritual abilities…

If it were anyone else, even Miko Yotsuya, in Yagami Light's position at the time, it would have been difficult to endure. Even if they eliminated the restless evil spirits of the Reverse Side, they would easily be pursued by the Metropolitan Police Department and L.

Of course, if it were Miko Yotsuya, she would never have become “Kira,” but it was precisely because Yagami Light's situation was the most difficult that it proved his excellence.

And such a person almost died in an attack, and it wasn't even a strange incident with a large number of evil spirits appearing, but just an attack by a spiritual ability user?

This was truly an exaggeration.

More importantly, when the members heard Yaehoshi describe the battle, the spiritual ability user's expression, and words, they felt a chill in their hearts.

Not only was there absolute restraint in terms of ability, but also an unwavering determination, even to the point of self-destruction without hesitation, just to eliminate the target, and a mysterious identity that was impossible to trace…

Could this be divine punishment from a god aimed at the members of the Overload Society?

Although they didn't know the enemy's origins or goals yet, the members felt a sense of crisis. Under Rio Futaba's arrangement, Hana Yurikawa and Naruko Anjou, who had recently become spiritual ability users, were taking turns with everyone to complete exorcism requests, which was considered special training.

Menma, as a ghost, often went to the Reverse Side with her favorite Hachishaku-sama to visit Tamamo-no-Mae.

As for Yaehoshi…

After the members felt the pressure, they spared no effort to become stronger. Every night, they launched mayfly-shaking-tree-like challenges against the BOSS, which always ended with them being stuffed with cream puffs.

This morning, inside a familiar coffee shop.

“School starts tomorrow, how wonderful. My first day living in a big city.”

Looking at Mitsuha Miyamizu eating sweets with a happy face, even though school hadn't started yet, she was already impatient, wearing the Soubu High School uniform. Yaehoshi, sitting across from her, couldn't help but smile.

“Isn't Kyoto considered a big city? Isn't there an old saying that everywhere in Sakura Province except Tokyo is considered the countryside?”

Mitsuha Miyamizu pulled out a tissue and wiped the cream from her mouth, replying playfully.

“Then have you ever heard an old saying?”

“What saying?”

“Compared to Itomori Town, everywhere is considered a big city.”

Yaehoshi smiled noncommittally.

“That makes sense.”

“Besides…”

Mitsuha Miyamizu brushed her hair behind her ear, picked up the milk tea straw, put it to her lips, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's hum.

“Only in Kyoto… is there someone I want to see.”

Just as Mitsuha Miyamizu finished speaking, a strand of red thread floated into the air, followed by the smiling voice of Enmusubi no Kami.

“How wonderful, the ambiguous atmosphere of young boys and girls tentatively exploring love, a taste that is both youthful and sweet, it's just too good to ship!”

“Eh?”

Seeing Enmusubi no Kami suddenly appear beside her, Mitsuha Miyamizu quickly put down the milk tea cup in her hand, her face showing respect.

“God…”

“Eh, Mitsuha, didn't I tell you, don't call me God, I'm no longer the guardian deity of Itomori Town.”

Enmusubi no Kami put her arm around Mitsuha Miyamizu's shoulder, and even affectionately reached out and pinched the other's cheek, opening her mouth with a smile.

“Just call me Koyori.”

“Um… okay, Koyori.”

“That's right.”

Enmusubi no Kami unceremoniously picked up a piece of dessert, put it in her mouth, and asked casually, swinging her legs.

“By the way, have you found a place to live yet?”

“Eh? A place to live?”

Hearing this question, Mitsuha Miyamizu suddenly froze.

“That… in the school… isn't there a place to live?”

Yaehoshi added in a timely manner.

“Our Soubu High is entirely a day school.”

“Then what about students from out of town?”

“They rent houses.”

“Rent houses?”

Seeing Mitsuha Miyamizu looking somewhat surprised, Yaehoshi nodded and then added.

“Oh, there are also people like Yukinoshita-san who directly buy a house in Kyoto.”

“This…”

What Mitsuha Miyamizu was thinking was written all over her face.

She originally thought that although her father was a town councilor, since she had come to live in a big city, working part-time was an essential part of the experience. She would only ask her father to pay for Soubu High's tuition and fees, and as for her usual living expenses, she would find a part-time job, which would be considered independent as soon as possible.

The problem is…

She completely forgot about the housing issue.

A high school student working part-time, renting a house in Kyoto?

Dreaming?

Seeing Mitsuha Miyamizu's expression, Enmusubi no Kami looked as if she had expected this, and said with a smile.

“Don't worry, don't worry, I've already communicated with Koyori Futaba, about the housing issue during your schooling in Kyoto…”

Just when Mitsuha Miyamizu thought that Enmusubi no Kami had some brilliant idea, she saw the other person looking at Yaehoshi sitting across from her, saying earnestly.

“I'll leave it to you, Yaehoshi-kun.”

Hearing this, Yaehoshi complained speechlessly.