Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

“No, I was just thinking about something happy.”

Just as the two were chatting casually, Kitagawa Marin suddenly raised her hand, pointing to the thick black fog in the distance, her pupils trembling even behind her contact lenses.

“That… that place…”

Ye Xing looked up and saw several humanoid evil spirits, dressed in rags and with decaying gray skin, walking towards them step by step.

Kitagawa Marin’s sudden pointing seemed to have provoked them, as several evil spirits slowly raised their heads, revealing bloodshot, twisted eyes hidden beneath greasy, filthy long hair, and suddenly let out a sharp, ear-piercing roar, charging towards the direction where the three were standing.

“You take care of it.”

Faced with the attack of several evil spirits, Ye Xing did not take the initiative to meet them, but instead took two steps back, protecting Kitagawa Marin behind him, and smiled lightly at Kawasaki Saki.

“Good luck, don’t get eaten.”

Kawasaki Saki took a deep breath, looking at the several evil spirits that had approached within a range of twenty meters, and softly called out.

“Mizuhanome!”

Mizuhanome, dressed in a miko outfit, reappeared, conjuring a longbow formed of spiritual power in her hand, nocking an arrow and aiming it at the brow of one of the evil spirits before firing.

The arrow of spiritual power directly pierced the brow of the evil spirit, which didn't even have time to let out a shrill scream before its body instantly turned into a puff of black smoke and dissipated.

But just as Mizuhanome nocked a second arrow onto the bowstring, several evil spirits had already approached within five meters of her and Kawasaki Saki.

“That’s enough.”

Ye Xing flashed forward, blocking the path between the evil spirits and Kawasaki Saki and Mizuhanome.

“Kill you!!!”

Seeing an ordinary male human with no spiritual power fluctuations appearing before them, the evil spirits’ eyes revealed a ferocious and twisted killing intent, wanting to tear this obstructive guy to pieces as soon as possible, and then devour the blue-haired girl behind him, who exuded a delicious aura of spiritual power.

Faced with these terrifying-looking evil spirits, Ye Xing simply smiled and said.

“Let’s get started.”

Immediately afterward, he grabbed the wrist of one of the evil spirits reaching out to him, a joyful and enjoying smile appearing in his eyes, and grabbed the other's shoulder with his other hand, and the next second…

“Crack.”

In the shocked gazes of Kitagawa Marin, Kawasaki Saki, and Mizuhanome, Ye Xing directly tore off the evil spirit's arm with his bare hands, then opened his mouth and swallowed the black smoke it turned into, muttering to himself as if savoring a delicacy.

“Hmm… the taste is so-so, still too weak…”

Seeing the scene of the evil spirit being torn apart and devoured, Kawasaki Saki and Kitagawa Marin were shocked, but the remaining evil spirits felt extreme fear.

Their originally ferocious expressions froze, they paused in place for a moment, and then actually turned around and fled in the direction of the black fog.

“Is that all? You don’t even dare to face me, no wonder the taste is so bad.”

Ye Xing turned around, looked at Kawasaki Saki and her Soul Incarnation Mizuhanome, and said in a calm tone.

“Your soul manifestation ability type is long-range single-point sniping. In this kind of sudden battle situation, Mizuhanome’s arrow-shooting speed is too slow, and she wastes too much spiritual power. It’s completely unnecessary to eliminate evil spirits of this level…”

Speaking of this, Ye Xing raised his right hand. With his movement, Kitagawa Marin and Kawasaki Saki saw a huge pale ghost hand appearing in the distance. As Ye Xing clenched his five fingers into a fist, the pale ghost hand also grabbed those evil spirits and directly crushed them into black smoke that dissipated.

“It’s completely unnecessary to waste so much spiritual power, it’s too wasteful.”

“Oh…”

When facing Ye Xing, Mizuhanome wasn't as arrogant as she was when facing Hyakume, but like Kawasaki Saki beside her, she lowered her head, her hands pressed against the sides of her body, like a primary school student who had made a mistake, being reprimanded by the teacher, mainly embodying two words.

Obedient.

Mizuhanome's personality is just like Kawasaki Saki's. She seems very arrogant in front of outsiders, but in reality, she is a very gentle, even somewhat timid and shy Yamato Nadeshiko type of girl.

“But, the type of soul manifestation ability is one aspect.”

Ye Xing reached out and rubbed Mizuhanome's head. The latter pouted, her face slightly red, raised her hand to straighten her disheveled wheat ear hair ornament, and muttered softly.

“You messed up my hair…”

Immediately afterward, Ye Xing looked at Kawasaki Saki and said with a smile.

“If it’s just a normal exorcism operation, Mizuhanome’s ability is already enough. Not to mention the spiritual power consumption in arrow shooting, the speed of firing and these issues, she can just swing the bow around and it’s enough to deal with ordinary evil spirits, but in the future, we will face many powerful evil spirits and enemies of SERN, so the fatal weakness of close combat is what you need to make up for the most. As for group attacks… I won’t force it, after all, everyone’s abilities have strengths and weaknesses.”

Kawasaki Saki knew that normal spirit ability users, no matter how strong they were, as long as they didn't fuse with their Soul Incarnation, close combat would always be a weakness.

But the members of the Overlimit Club…

The bodies of the girls who had undergone the Milk Baptism had completely exceeded the scope of normal humans, enough to reach the level of personally fighting evil spirits.

“But… I don’t have a weapon…”

Hearing Kawasaki Saki's question, Ye Xing slowly said.

“Don’t worry, it’s being arranged, everyone will have one by then.”

… …

At the same time, in Kyoto City’s commercial district, at Oda Notō’s shop.

“Get some weapons?”

Oda Notō looked at Touma Kazusa and Ogiso Setsuna in front of him, scratched his head, and lowered his voice.

“Don’t you… have your own unique way of obtaining weapons? Why are you still looking for me…”

“Too powerful spirit items require both parties to mutually recognize each other.”

Touma Kazusa took the Juzumaru Tsunetsugu that Kinnara handed to her and gently placed it on the counter.

“This sword…”

Seeing Oda Notō’s shocked and horrified expression, Ogiso Setsuna thought to herself that he was indeed a professional exorcist, able to see the extraordinary nature of Juzumaru Tsunetsugu at a glance.

However, the next second, she knew she had overthought it.

Oda Notō raised his head and answered very honestly.

"Sorry, my spiritual power can't compare to yours, I can't see any difference between this sword and ordinary spiritual weapon long swords."

"Yes, I understand."

Toma Kazusa put away the Mikazuki Munechika and said calmly.

"I just wanted to show off to you, this is my Mikazuki Munechika."

Oda Notou: "...Consider you amazing."

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

Toma Kazusa said in a calm tone.

"Do you know anyone who can forge weapons, is trustworthy, and preferably also has some understanding of exorcism? Because some special materials need to be added during the forging process, and we will inevitably have contact with them, so it must be someone trustworthy, who will become an assistant, and will not reveal our identity information."

"Forge weapons, huh..."

Oda Notou stroked his chin, thoughtfully.

"In this day and age, it's all factory assembly line work... To be able to forge weapons by hand, and also have some understanding of exorcism-related matters... Hmm... Oh, I seem to know someone, wait a moment, I'll make a phone call and ask."

Oda Notou took out his phone, and before dialing, he seemed a little hesitant, as if worried about something, but finally pressed the dial button.

After a few seconds, a voice that Toma Kazusa and Ogiso Setsuna both found somewhat familiar came from the phone's speaker.

"Hey, you're not dead yet?"

Hearing such an outrageous opening line, Oda Notou looked helpless.

"I say, you're a venerable monk, the abbot of a temple, can't you accumulate some good karma in your speech?"

"There's no need to accumulate good karma for you. Wouldn't it be wonderful to send you to the Western Paradise to accompany the Buddha sooner rather than later?"

"I don't believe in Buddhism."

"I don't believe in it either, but I'm the abbot, there's no choice."

Oda Notou didn't know how to respond, he just slowly opened his mouth and called out that name that Toma Kazusa and Ogiso Setsuna were very familiar with.

"Master Miyamoto, I have something I need to ask of you."

Chapter 390 Another Case of Adolescent Syndrome, An Exchange Between Sisters

Miyamoto? And a master, and also an abbot in a temple?

Ogiso Setsuna and Toma Kazusa exchanged glances.

Isn't this the old monk we met last time when we went to retrieve the Mikazuki Munechika, the one who could compete with Yozora in abstraction?

So the master has this skill?

"Let me guess..."

Master Miyamoto on the other end of the phone pretended to be profound.

"You want me to help 'Mask' and its assistants create weapons that can fight against evil spirits, right?"

"Eh?"

Oda Notou was shocked.

"How did you know that?!"

Master Miyamoto's voice sounded complacent, not concealing his boast.

"Do you understand what it means to be a venerable monk? This old monk can calculate five hundred years into the past and three hundred years into the future, do you understand?"

Oda Notou was skeptical: "Is it really that amazing?"

Master Miyamoto: "Amazing my ass, I'm just bullshitting with you here, and you actually believed it?"

Oda Notou: "...Then you are...?"

"Please, use your brain and think about it."

Master Miyamoto said in a deep voice.

"With your spiritual power, I know exactly what you're capable of. It's okay to exorcise some ghosts and the like, but if it's a real evil spirit, you won't have any moves at all, you can't even see it. But suddenly you've become a famous exorcist, and it coincides with the time when 'Mask' appeared. How could I not guess it? Otherwise, why would I have let that little girl take away our temple's treasure, the Mikazuki Munechika, so easily? Isn't it because I knew there was a connection with you?"

Oda Notou nodded noncommittally, then couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"So, you've seen him?"

"Yes, his true face, and two little girls."

"Then why didn't you bring it up directly?"

"Hmph, you've hit the nail on the head."

Master Miyamoto said in an incredulous tone.

"Although I also really want to join, I don't take money anyway, and I have to contribute my skills, and I have to keep it secret, just to make myself happy. And you're asking me to rush over and beg people to let me join? Don't I have any face?"

"Then what do you want?"

"In ancient times, there was Liu Bei visiting Zhuge Liang three times. I'm not saying you have to invite me, but at least come and visit me once, and then I'll decline a few times, and finally, overwhelmed by your kindness, I'll devote myself to the noble cause of protecting the world. Wouldn't that be accumulating great virtue? Why would I need to accumulate any good karma in my speech, I won't."

"Visiting three times..."

Oda Notou sighed and slowly opened his mouth.

"Miyamoto... since you've read Romance of the Three Kingdoms, you should know that there's not only the classic scene of visiting Zhuge Liang three times, but also one that's more likely to happen, given that guy's personality..."

"What?"

"Capturing Miyamoto seven times."

Master Miyamoto: "...After the first batch of weapons containing spiritual power are made, I'll have someone send them to your shop. If you have any opinions, please convey them on my behalf. That's it, hanging up."

Hearing the busy tone coming from the phone, Oda Notou rolled his eyes.

"Wouldn't it have been over with if you had just said that? If you want to meet, just come to Kyoto. Would people go all the way to Amagasaki to see you? I don't even get to see him every time, and you want him to see you? Don't be ridiculous."

After complaining, Oda Notou raised his head and looked at Toma Kazusa and Ogiso Setsuna, instantly putting on a smiling face.

"When you go back, ask your members for their opinions, see if they have any requirements for the weapons, such as the type, length, material, etc., and then I'll tell that old geezer to work overtime to forge them."

"Okay, thank you for your trouble."

"Hey, you're welcome."

Facing Ogiso Setsuna's polite thanks, Oda Notou waved his hand, not caring at all.

"It's no trouble at all. Having the opportunity to boss that old geezer around, I'm already thrilled. He's always been nagging about how his spiritual power is stronger than mine. It's finally my time to shine, to act like a fox borrowing the tiger's might."