Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

Unless I'm seeing ghosts.

"Chief Yagami, you misunderstand. I'm not threatening you."

Yagami Hoshimiya shook his head, his tone calm.

"Verbal threats are ultimately weak and powerless."

"I'm just…"

"Informing you."

Before Soichiro Yagami could respond, Hoshimiya flashed forward, charging towards the special police officers standing to the left.

No special orders were needed from him.

Seeing Hoshimiya charge, the special police officers didn't hesitate for a moment. With practiced precision, they planted their large anti-riot shields on the ground with their left hands as cover, while their right hands emerged, holding pistols aimed at Hoshimiya, fingers on the triggers.

"Shield."

As the word left his lips, black demonic energy coalesced in Hoshimiya's left hand, forming an anti-riot shield.

"Bang."

The bullets fired from the pistols all struck the shield's surface, failing to create even a ripple, not even slowing Hoshimiya's advance.

And at this moment, Hoshimiya had already reached the special police officers.

After a few muffled thuds, so fast they sounded simultaneous, he threw several punches, sending the special police officers hiding behind the riot shields, along with the shields themselves, flying several meters.

"Four."

The entire process took only one second.

Soichiro Yagami's vision struggled to keep up. By the time he regained his senses, he saw several special police officers knocked to the ground. The unbelievable scene widened his pupils in shock.

When had that black, wide shield appeared in the opponent's hand?

Several experienced, fully armed special police officers had been instantly defeated, along with their riot shields?

Close-range live ammunition fire couldn't even stop his movements!?

Soichiro Yagami had only seen one person with such terrifying physical abilities.

The police department's strongest humanoid monster, Kiyoshi Agiya.

"Long spear."

Hoshimiya's actions didn't pause even slightly due to Soichiro Yagami's surprise.

The black shield in his hand instantly transformed, becoming a spear nearly three meters long, which he threw directly at the special police officers holding riot shields in another direction.

The terrifying force carried by the spear, even through the shields, was completely impossible for ordinary people to withstand.

After a muffled thud, the two special police officers hiding behind the riot shields were directly smashed into the wall behind them by their own shields, collapsing to the ground unconscious.

"Three."

Hoshimiya's softly spoken countdown sent shivers down Soichiro Yagami's spine.

"Chain."

A black chain extended, like a nimble python, striking several special police officers in the chest in rapid succession.

Even though they were wearing heavy full-body riot gear, the astonishing force still caused them to collapse to the ground instantly.

"Two."

"Hammer."

For the last special police officer, Hoshimiya transformed a long-handled hammer in his hand. With a few quick movements, he dodged the bullets fired from the opponent's gun, flashing in front of him and raising the long-handled hammer high with one hand.

The special police officer subconsciously bent over slightly, raising the riot shield in his hands above his head to protect himself.

"Bang!"

The sound of the hammerhead smashing into the riot shield even made the entire museum tremble.

Although the special police officer hiding underneath was strong and powerful, he was still just an ordinary person. The web of his right hand was split open and bleeding from the terrifying force of the impact.

As he involuntarily released the shield, his face contorted in pain, the next thing that appeared in his vision was Hoshimiya's left hand.

"Bang."

Hoshimiya's left hand pressed down on the special police officer's riot helmet, without even shifting his gaze, and casually smashed it against the nearby wall.

The violent impact instantly caused the opponent to lose consciousness.

As the special police officer's body slowly collapsed to the ground, Hoshimiya's gaze turned towards Soichiro Yagami standing there.

"Exactly five seconds, Chief Yagami."

Soichiro Yagami was now dumbfounded, his pupils displaying a look of horror.

His right hand rested on the handle of the gun at his waist, but it trembled slightly, not drawing it.

What a joke?

More than a dozen fully armed special police officers had been dealt with by the opponent in just five seconds.

Even if he drew his gun and pulled the trigger, what could he do?

Soichiro Yagami steadied his emotions, glanced at the special police officers lying on the ground with a complicated expression, then looked at Hoshimiya, who was wearing a black mask and whose eyes were still unwavering, and said in a deep voice.

"This… isn't even your full strength, is it?"

Soichiro Yagami could tell that "Mask" hadn't used his full strength at all.

Judging from the opponent's actions just now, he had even shown mercy.

Furthermore, Soichiro Yagami had never forgotten the tall, white-clad woman like a ghost that he had seen inside the Kyoto Municipal Kindergarten's teaching building last time.

To kill all the police department members…

Soichiro Yagami could now finally confirm that this wasn't just empty talk.

"Mask" really had the ability to do it.

Is this guy… really human?

Or is the true face hidden beneath that black mask actually the incarnation of a demon?

"Chief Yagami, let's make a deal."

"A deal?"

As Soichiro Yagami spoke these two words, at the other end of the corridor…

"It's open!"

Hearing the crisp sound coming from the mechanical lock, Miko Yotsuya breathed a long sigh of relief.

Along with the sound of the axle, the heavy metal door slowly opened.

Appearing before Miko Yotsuya was a room about ten square meters in size, with walls made entirely of wood, giving it a very simple and traditional appearance.

There was only one thing inside.

That was a long sword, stored separately from its wooden scabbard, hanging on the wall in the very center.

"This is… Onimaru Kunitsuna…"

Finally being able to see with her own eyes this heirloom-level sword of the Sakura Province, the feelings in Miko Yotsuya's heart were indescribable.

Excitement, nervousness, awe.

When she was young, she had also gone with her parents to visit museum exhibitions and had seen several famous swords.

But looking at them through glass was ultimately different from now.

She could even touch this famous sword, once owned by Hojo Tokimasa, Oda Nobunaga, Toyotomi Hideyoshi, and others, with her own hands if she just took a few more steps forward.

However, there was one thing that made Miko Yotsuya feel very surprised.

After the metal door was opened, the golden particles that were originally floating in the air, which only spirit ability users could see, all disappeared into the blade of Onimaru Kunitsuna, leaving not a trace behind.

It was as if…

Onimaru Kunitsuna was guiding her and Hoshimiya in the same way by emitting spiritual power.

Meanwhile, inside the main exhibition hall.

"It's finally open."

Hoshimiya muttered to himself, then extended his right hand to his side, palm up, and softly spoke two words.

"Come."

Before Soichiro Yagami could react, he saw an astonishing scene that he would never forget in his life.

He saw a long sword with a simple texture, no luster, and a very dull appearance, like an arrow released from a bowstring, cutting through the air and instantly landing in his right hand.

Following it was a wooden scabbard, as if possessing intelligence, automatically hanging at Hoshimiya's waist.

"This is! ?"

Looking at the long sword and wooden scabbard in Hoshimiya's hand, which were completely identical in appearance to the long sword placed in the display case, Soichiro Yagami took two steps back in shock.

"So… this is the real thing?"

Soichiro Yagami had heard a story.

Weapons can also give birth to intelligence and choose their masters, which is the so-called weapon spirit.

If one is not a recognized person, one cannot wield it.

But isn't this, like ghosts and gods, just a fantasy story made up by humans?

Onimaru Kunitsuna actually possessed intelligence!?

And recognized the "Mask" in front of him as its master?

"You, you actually, gained the recognition of Onimaru Kunitsuna! ?"

"You're wrong, Chief Yagami."

Hoshimiya slowly clenched his right hand, holding Onimaru Kunitsuna horizontally in front of him, and slowly wiped the blade with his left palm.

The blade, which was originally dull and no different from ordinary iron, underwent an unexpected change after his hand touched it.

The entire blade turned into a deep, profound black.

A light sound, as if the sword spirit was excitedly crying out, echoed inside the main exhibition hall.

Hoshimiya looked directly into Soichiro Yagami's eyes and said, word by word.

"It is Onimaru Kunitsuna who has gained my recognition."

Soichiro Yagami now understood.

What was placed in the display case was just a flawless imitation.

The one in "Mask's" hand was the real Onimaru Kunitsuna!

Soichiro Yagami gritted his teeth, thinking that the staff of the Kyoto Municipal Museum didn't even trust the police department and told them that the real Onimaru Kunitsuna was displayed in the main exhibition hall.

He would definitely find the relevant person in charge to settle accounts afterward!

"Chief Yagami."

Hoshimiya put Onimaru Kunitsuna to his side. Without any visible action, Onimaru Kunitsuna automatically returned to its wooden scabbard.

This scene made Soichiro Yagami's heart even more complex.

Onimaru Kunitsuna was the famous sword used by Hojo Tokimasa, who created the samurai era, Oda Nobunaga, who was called the Sixth Demon King, and Toyotomi Hideyoshi, the monkey who unified Sakura Province.

Now, it actually bowed its head in submission in front of the opponent.

Soichiro Yagami's heart was filled with mixed emotions, not knowing how to react.

"Let's make a deal."

Hearing these words from Hoshimiya, Soichiro Yagami frowned.

"A deal? How could our police department make a deal with a criminal?"