Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

After saying that, before Mai Sakurajima could retort, Yukinoshita Haruno hung up the phone.

...

Meanwhile, at Rio Futaba's house.

“Regarding the sudden malfunction of the Kyoto city train today, Superintendent Souichirou Yagami, the director of the Criminal Investigation Department of the Metropolitan Police Department, together with the person in charge of maintenance and operation of the Kyoto train, made a statement.”

“This incident was due to a low-probability accidental malfunction caused by the continuous heavy rain in recent times and was not caused by human sabotage.”

“The person in charge of the train station sincerely apologizes to the general public and stated that they will learn from this incident, strengthen the daily maintenance and upkeep of the train, and prevent such incidents from happening again.”

“That’s all.”

...

“How hypocritical.”

Listening to the news report on TV, Rio Futaba, who was boiling water in the kitchen, said lightly.

“You can’t say that.”

Yoru Hoshi sat on the sofa, looking at Souichirou Yagami on the TV screen with a serious look, and chuckled.

“Even if ordinary people have firearms, they will only die if they are caught in the Reverse Side.”

“From this point of view, not causing public panic and keeping the public's emotions within a stable range is the wisest choice.”

Rio Futaba carried two bowls of instant noodles and two cups of freshly brewed coffee and placed them on the coffee table, sitting next to Yoru Hoshi.

“Do you think this approach is right?”

“I don’t know.”

Yoru Hoshi picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, pointing to the news report on the TV screen.

Rio Futaba looked in the direction of his finger and found that it was showing the scenes of the rescued passengers.

“I only know that today, because of your and my actions, hundreds of people, including Saki Kawasaki and her sister, and Marin Kitagawa, can continue to live, and that’s enough.”

“Eh.”

Rio Futaba pushed up her glasses, looked at Yoru Hoshi's profile with interest, and said meaningfully.

“That doesn’t sound like something you would say.”

Yoru Hoshi waved his hand nonchalantly and replied matter-of-factly.

“I’m just throwing out a fact that you will gain a sense of accomplishment from. Of course, I don’t care about the lives of innocent people. I just want to eliminate more evil spirits.”

Rio Futaba covered her mouth and chuckled, muttering softly.

“Tch, so tsundere.”

“Are you calling me a bratty girl?”

“You… you’re the brat!”

Rio Futaba didn’t understand what 'bratty girl' meant, but she knew that her height was relatively short among her peers.

Sometimes, when she went out with Yui Yuigahama and Miko Yotsuya, it even felt like an older sister was taking her younger sisters out.

Seeing Rio Futaba looking flustered, Yoru Hoshi rubbed the top of her head and teased her.

“It’s okay, being small is also very cute.”

“You… you bastard…”

Rio Futaba bit her silver teeth lightly, just about to say something, when she suddenly heard a snap.

Underwear thief Yoru Hoshi once again demonstrated his superhuman skills.

His hands, one hand wrapped around Rio Futaba's waist, pulling her petite body into his arms.

The other hand, followed the hem of her clothes, slowly reached in.

“Ugh…”

Rio Futaba couldn't help but let out a groan, her whole body was basically sitting directly in Yoru Hoshi's arms, her lips slightly parted, her cheeks flushed, panting softly.

“The… the instant noodles haven’t been eaten yet…”

Yoru Hoshi kissed Rio Futaba's snow-white and smooth neck, all the way to her earlobe.

“Why eat instant noodles? I’m not hungry, it’s time to feed you.”

“Wait… wait a minute, let me take off my glasses.”

“No need to take them off, what I want is a girl with glasses.”

...

Sunday, Kyoto Municipal Hospital, in the ward next to Shouko Makinohara.

“The Reverse Side… so that’s how it’s formed…”

After hearing Rio Futaba's report, the members of the Overload Society all showed thoughtful expressions, with a hint of worry.

Mai Sakurajima crossed her legs, her slender and sensual calves wrapped in gray stockings, swaying in the air.

“So, in that case…”

She supported her chin with one hand, raised her head and looked at the members in front of her, and said with a serious face.

“If the residents of Kyoto City collectively develop emotions such as fear or panic because of something, it will lead to the appearance of more powerful and harder-to-deal-with evil spirits in the Reverse Side?”

Rio Futaba nodded slightly: “According to the current rules, that’s how it is.”

“Then…”

Mai Sakurajima looked out the window at the sky pouring rain, pursed her lips, and a look of worry appeared on her pretty face.

“This kind of bizarre weather is not a good sign.”

Hearing this, Hina Amano quickly opened her mouth and said.

“What if I make the weather clear?”

Miko Yotsuya shook her head.

“It’s not very meaningful. You can’t use your ability non-stop for twenty-four hours. You’ll be exhausted to death. It’s just a stopgap measure.”

Yoru Hoshi sat by the window and said casually.

“Perhaps we can try…”

Before he could finish speaking, Mai Sakurajima, Miko Yotsuya, and Rio Futaba interrupted in unison.

“No perhaps! Don’t try!”

Hina Amano looked puzzled, thinking that from Yoru Hoshi's first half of the sentence, it should be a way to improve her abilities.

Why didn't Mai Sakurajima, Miko Yotsuya, and Rio Futaba let him finish?

Could it be that this method of increasing power has serious side effects?

Hina Amano didn't understand and didn't dare to ask, after all, she was the least experienced member of the Overload Society.

“Let’s get back to the main topic.”

Seeing Rio Futaba and Mai Sakurajima as emotionally agitated as herself, Miko Yotsuya couldn't help but blush slightly, cleared her throat, and changed the subject.

“Then, if the Reverse Side is a world composed of human negative thoughts, then the evil spirits living there, and that Tamamo-no-Mae…”

“Just as you think.”

Rio Futaba nodded and said calmly.

“Tamamo-no-Mae is not the real Tamamo-no-Mae in the legend.”

“She and the other evil spirits in the Reverse Side are the embodiment of the negative emotions of the people of Kyoto City towards certain things.”

“Just like our soul avatars.”

“It’s just that Tamamo-no-Mae thinks that she is the Tamamo-no-Mae in the legend. Judging from her performance, even her memories are fake, exactly the same as the legends, which is the most abnormal thing.”

Hearing Rio Futaba's words, Miko Yotsuya's golden eyes flickered a few times, looking at Hachishaku-sama, who was squatting in the corner, bored and dazed, and lowered her voice.

“Then, in that case… Hachishaku-sama, she…”

“We can verify it now.”

Rio Futaba looked at Hachishaku-sama squatting in the corner and called softly.

“Hachishaku-sama, come here for a moment.”

“Yes, okay.”

Hachishaku-sama nodded very obediently, walked over slowly, and squatted next to Yoru Hoshi.

Seeing her actions, Rio Futaba frowned slightly, but still asked softly.

“What were you doing before you met us?”

Hearing this question, Hachishaku-sama looked hesitant and glanced at Yoru Hoshi quietly.

The latter waved his hand and said casually.

“Just answer whatever you’re asked.”

“Okay, I understand.”

Hachishaku-sama nodded obediently, and then answered timidly.

“I… before I met you… I, I was killing humans, especially children.”

“Is that so?”

Just when Hachishaku-sama thought that Rio Futaba would be angry when she heard the crimes she had committed in the past, she saw the other party just pushing up her glasses and then throwing out a question that caught her off guard.

“Then what are the names of the children you killed?”

“This… this…”

Hachishaku-sama tried hard to recall the memories in her mind, opened her lips, but after a long time, she couldn't say a word.

She suddenly realized something.

It seemed that she didn't know the names of several humans at all.

Apart from the members of the Overload Society, Hachishaku-sama only knew one, the name of the little girl who lived in the same apartment building as Yui Yuigahama.

The problem was, she didn't kill her either.

“Not even one name?”

Rio Futaba stared into Hachishaku-sama's eyes and said calmly.

“Before you kill children, don’t you disguise yourself as their deceased relatives and call their names?”

“This… I…”

Hachishaku-sama tried hard to recall, but her mind was blank.

Rio Futaba looked as if she had expected this, looked at the members of the Overload Society, and said lightly.

“It seems that this is the case.”

This Hachishaku-sama is a monster formed by the impression of “Hachishaku-sama” by all the people in Kyoto City.

And in the urban legend, it only says that Hachishaku-sama likes to kill children, but does not mention the names of the dead.

Because of this, Hachishaku-sama, who is gathered by the impressions of the crowd, will naturally not know the names of the children she killed.

Because she had never done those things, it was just a false memory.

Then, Rio Futaba opened her mouth again.

“Next, let’s discuss the matters about Kawasaki-san and Kitagawa-san…”

“Wait a minute!”

Before Rio Futaba could finish speaking, Hachishaku-sama stood up abruptly.

As a result, because she was too tall, her head directly hit the hard ceiling, making a small animal-like whimper, holding her head and squatting down, with a pitiful expression, tears welling up in her eyes.

“Ugh… it hurts… boo hoo hoo.”

Yoru Hoshi complained from the side.