Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

Since they don't dislike my daughter and are willing to treat her with sincerity, why would Yaeko Nishimiya be picky?

Besides, that little girl, Shizuka Yukinoshita, isn't she quite good? There's not a single problem.

"Thank you, Auntie."

Night Star replied very politely, which made Yaeko Nishimiya's already high opinion of him rise even further.

It seems that this student, Night Star, although he behaves very casually and unrestrainedly at school, is so polite when facing me, which can at least prove that the other party cares about my daughter's feelings.

Kyoto's number one H-game shooter's passive goodwill-boosting skill will receive an extra bonus on middle-aged women.

Seeing her usually unsmiling, serious mother being so warm and friendly when facing Night Star, Shoko Nishimiya finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She had originally worried that, according to Night Star and her mother's personalities, the two of them would have some conflicts because of incompatible temperaments.

Now it seems that she was overthinking it.

Just then, a kind old woman's voice came from the second floor.

"Are the guests here?"

As the old woman's voice sounded, a petite black shadow darted out from the living room, quickly ran to the stairs, and helped the kind-faced, amiable old woman, while complaining.

"Grandma, haven't I told you? You must let me help you when going up and down the stairs."

"It's okay, it's okay."

The old woman stroked the short-haired girl's head, reached out and scratched her nose, and said with a smile.

"Your grandma, I, haven't gotten that old yet."

After the two came down the stairs, Shoko Nishimiya took the initiative to introduce.

"Night Star, this is my grandma, and this little girl is my younger sister, Yuzuru Nishimiya."

Hearing Shoko Nishimiya's words, Yuzuru Nishimiya and the old woman both looked surprised.

Of course, they knew that although Shoko Nishimiya suffered from hearing impairment, she could still speak. What surprised them was that because she had been ostracized in childhood, Shoko Nishimiya, who would not easily speak in front of outsiders, was actually communicating with this student, Night Star, so generously in language?

Moreover, judging from the situation, this was not the first time the two had communicated verbally?

"Sister…"

Yuzuru Nishimiya frowned slightly, glanced at Night Star standing there, and then made several gestures.

Shoko Nishimiya understood the meaning of her sister's sign language.

"Don't force yourself."

Shoko Nishimiya shook her head and replied with a smile in sign language.

"I'm not forcing myself."

"Really?"

Yuzuru Nishimiya pointed to Night Star standing there and expressed another sentence in sign language.

"Isn't it because this guy doesn't know sign language that you're forcing yourself to speak?"

Before Shoko Nishimiya could respond, something unexpected happened to everyone present.

Night Star walked up to Yuzuru Nishimiya, his hands moving so fast that they seemed to be creating afterimages, almost like he was forming hand seals, and signed a string of sign language in front of her. After he finished, he looked at the stunned crowd and said with a chuckle.

"Sign language, I also know a little."

Chapter 459: Yuzuru Nishimiya's Entrustment, Shizuka Takanashi's Request

Yaeko Nishimiya and Yuzuru Nishimiya both looked stunned and unbelievable.

No, do you call that knowing a little?

Your hands are moving so fast that they're creating afterimages, are you sure this is sign language, and not some kind of pre-casting chant?

Yuzuru Nishimiya suddenly thought of a possibility, her brows furrowed, and her gaze towards Night Star was filled with deep suspicion.

"You wouldn't… be randomly waving a few gestures there to fool us, would you?"

"No, that's not true…"

Hearing her sister misunderstand Night Star like this, Shoko Nishimiya rarely showed an angry expression and emphasized in a slightly awkward voice.

"You… you're not allowed to say Night Star like that, it's very impolite, I… I understood all of his previous sign language!"

"Sister, don't always defend others."

Yuzuru Nishimiya looked obviously unconvinced, after all, with her sister Shoko Nishimiya's overly gentle personality, even if she was wronged, she would find a way to give others a way out.

"No, what I said is true, if you don't believe me… I… I'll tell you!"

When Shoko Nishimiya gets anxious, her speech speed will increase, and then her articulation will become unclear.

"The meaning of his sign language is that standing in front of you now is the strongest… the strongest medium… the number one in Kyoto… the yellow cream archer… and what… what master of the palace…"

Looking at Shoko Nishimiya's stuttering, incoherent appearance, Yuzuru Nishimiya couldn't help but sigh and rub her forehead.

She had already seen that Shoko Nishimiya did understand the meaning of Night Star's sign language, but the problem was…

What on earth was that thing that this guy gestured at the beginning?

What kind of medium, what kind of archer, what master of the palace?

What is all this?

Sign language, after all, is a language created for a small group of special people to complete daily life communication, and the vocabulary is only limited to the level of daily communication. There are no words that are too outrageous or abstract.

But偏偏, in every sentence of Night Star, there will be a few words that are not used in daily life.

Shoko Nishimiya understood, but she couldn't understand the meaning of it, and she didn't completely remember such a long string of words.

"Night Star…"

Shoko Nishimiya turned her head, her eyes filled with curiosity, and tried to slow down her speech speed.

"What did your sign language just now mean?"

"It's very simple."

Night Star smiled first, and then, under the speechless gazes of Yuzuru Nishimiya, Yaeko Nishimiya, and Grandma Nishimiya, and the admiring gaze of Shoko Nishimiya, he reported a long string of words without any pause or breath.

"Standing before you now is the strongest exorcist in history, Kyoto's number one butter shooter, the god of harems, the top scorer in Sakura Prefecture's joint college entrance exam, the grand demon king of Soubu High who defeated all rivals in the same year at Shuchiin Academy, the founder of the Supernatural Quantum Mechanics Research Society, the future heir to the Yukinoshita Construction Company, the one who plays the suona, a master musician for both red and white occasions (weddings and funerals), the savior of beautiful girls, the nemesis of chaotic love triangles, the top-tier player who achieved the only perfect ending in White Album 2, the one who knows the name of the flower we saw that day, the mentor of the future leader of the Shinomiya family, the hero who destroyed the conspiracy in the future timeline, the savior of the genius science girl, the rescuer of Yanagi Forest Shrine, the last hope against this despairing world."

Nishimiya Yaeko's lips were slightly parted, and after a long moment of stunned silence, she managed to squeeze out a smile.

"Um… that… well… Yoboshi-kun… you speak… quite fluently, huh."

Nishimiya Yaeko really hadn't expected that Yoboshi had just used sign language to fluently express such a long string of words in less than five seconds.

What the hell?

Are you planning to become a simultaneous interpreter for sign language in the future?

Even if you were a simultaneous interpreter, you wouldn't need such fast hand movements, would you? You're practically creating sparks.

No wonder her daughter was talking about some yellow cream archer; it turns out she meant butter shooter.

Wait… what do you mean, 'turns out'?

Speaking of which, what does 'Kyoto's number one butter shooter' even mean!?

Nishimiya Yaeko sighed softly, helplessly supporting her forehead, thinking that Ms. Hiratsuka Shizuka was right; Yoboshi-kun's personality is really something that most people can't handle.

Meanwhile, the perceptive Nishimiya Yuzuru glanced at Yoboshi meaningfully, her eyes flickering, before stretching languidly and tugging on her grandmother's hand, acting spoiled.

"Can we start eating now? I'm starving."

"Of course, we can."

Hearing that the most senior member of the family had said so, Nishimiya Yaeko and Nishimiya Shoko also quickly nodded, leading Yoboshi to the dining table and sitting down to eat.

During the meal, nothing out of the ordinary happened.

It's just that Nishimiya Shoko noticed that her younger sister, Nishimiya Yuzuru, would occasionally glance in the direction where Yoboshi was sitting, and when Yoboshi sensed her gaze and looked up, Nishimiya Yuzuru would quickly look away, pretending not to care about him at all.

This behavior… is it a little strange?

Could it be that my sister dislikes Yoboshi-kun?

That's impossible.

Yoboshi-kun hasn't bullied me, and he's actually been a benefactor who helped me. His appearance is also so outstanding, and although his personality and words are a bit abstract, it shouldn't be enough for Nishimiya Yuzuru, who's meeting him for the first time, to dislike him to the point where she doesn't even want to make eye contact, right?

Then if it's not dislike…

Nishimiya Shoko quickly shook her head, clearing the absurd thought from her mind.

How could that be?

My sister is still just a middle school student; how could she have such thoughts?

This very lavish dinner quietly passed by amidst Nishimiya Shoko's wild thoughts.

As soon as dinner was over, Nishimiya Shoko went to the kitchen to help her mother, Nishimiya Yaeko, wash the dishes.

Seeing her sister leave, Nishimiya Yuzuru seemed to have finally found an opportunity, directly grabbing Yoboshi's sleeve, making a shushing gesture, and pulling him into a room on the second floor, even locking the door behind them.

"Eh, eh, eh, what are you doing?"

Yoboshi wore an upright and righteous expression, making a gesture of refusal, his brow furrowed, and his tone serious.

"Let's be clear, I have a bottom line; I can like middle schoolers… but a middle schooler with a body as short as an elementary school student, and a tomboy at that, is a little beyond my bottom line."

"You… what are you babbling about…"

Nishimiya Yuzuru looked speechless, carefully examining Yoboshi standing in front of her, leaning against the door, before slowly opening her mouth to ask after several seconds.

"Why? Why do you know sign language, but still communicate with my sister by speaking?"

"Huh?"

Yoboshi looked at Nishimiya Yuzuru with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot.

"When two people can both speak, why would you need to communicate using sign language?"

"But… my sister's voice is so…"

"Hey, stop kidding around."

Yoboshi waved his hand dismissively.

"Your sister's voice is at most a little strange. Do you understand that my club members, who spend every day with me, have long since improved their adaptability? Compared to a slightly strange voice, my abstract offensives are irresistible, a direct attack on the soul."

"This…"

Nishimiya Yuzuru's face showed hesitation, and she said hesitantly.

"You really don't mind my sister's hearing impairment?"

"What's there to mind? I'm an orphaned mental patient too. Is this a misery competition? I've never lost, bro."

"You…"

Nishimiya Yuzuru really couldn't take it anymore.

She had never seen such an abstract person!

However, abstract as he was, Nishimiya Yuzuru could also see that the Yoboshi-kun in front of her wasn't forcing himself to get along with her sister, and similarly, her sister wasn't forcing herself to adapt to Yoboshi-kun when she was with him.

It was like the last time when they were still living in that cramped little house, and Yukinoshita Yukino-kun, who had stayed at their house for one night.

These people were all sincerely trying to become friends with her sister.

"Since that's the case…"

Nishimiya Yuzuru raised her head, looking directly into Yoboshi's eyes, and said with a serious expression.

"Can I trust you to take good care of my sister?"

"That depends on what you mean by 'take good care of'."

"Damn you, don't you dare have any dirty thoughts about my sister!"

…

After finishing dinner, Yoboshi left Nishimiya Shoko's house and was walking along the road, wondering whether he should go to the Supernatural Research Society's apartment building to rest or go to the Reverse Side of the World to look for evil spirits for a snack, when he saw a familiar figure sliding over from the front in a very flamboyant manner.

"Good evening. It seems that fate has arranged for us to meet here, the chosen hero…"