Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

Looking at Mai Sakurajima, who was sitting calmly, wearing a light-colored dress, with delicate features and fair, smooth skin, she was as beautiful as a painting just sitting there. Hearing her calm tone, Shizuka Hiratsuka suddenly felt an inexplicable desire to win.

She tried to reverse the offensive and took the initiative to ask.

"So, Sakurajima-san, what are you doing in Yozora's room so late…?"

"Oh, that."

Mai Sakurajima maintained her gentle smile and replied in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Yozora and I are lovers."

Seeing that Mai Sakurajima was able to say this so calmly, the momentum that Shizuka Hiratsuka had managed to muster instantly weakened.

But she was unwilling to give up, and forced a smile as she continued to press.

"So late… staying in a boy's room… um…"

Mai Sakurajima raised the corner of her lips, flicked her long hair behind her ear, and replied with a smile.

"Shizuka, Yozora and I are lovers, you know."

"You already said that…"

"Being lovers means…"

Before Shizuka Hiratsuka could finish speaking, Mai Sakurajima interrupted with a smile.

"Yozora and I have done everything. We're adults. Spending the night together is no big deal."

Hearing this, Shizuka Hiratsuka's face instantly turned red.

Done everything?

Sakurajima-san actually spoke such embarrassing words so openly?

Shizuka Hiratsuka was at a loss, her lips slightly parted, looking shocked and dumbfounded, her mind blank, not knowing how to respond.

Yozora, who was secretly observing from the side, gave his evaluation of the battle situation.

Kyoto's number one iron fist, Shizuka Hiratsuka…

…was crushed by the former national idol actress.

They're not even in the same league.

I'm sorry that I couldn't let Mai Sakurajima-sama enjoy herself to the fullest.

In this regard, only Yukino Yukinoshita can contend with Mai Sakurajima on her own.

Although Shizuka Hiratsuka is older, her defense is too low.

Almost there.

"Since we've said hello, I'll go first…"

Shizuka Hiratsuka was already sweating profusely. Even though she originally wanted to say something to Yozora, she could only nod as a greeting because Mai Sakurajima was also in the room, and then fled in a panic.

Today's battlefield situation:

Mai Sakurajima's great victory.

After Shizuka Hiratsuka left, Mai Sakurajima walked to the door of the room, confirmed that it was closed properly, first put on the security chain, and then pressed the "Do Not Disturb" button on the screen next to it.

After doing all this, she turned around and looked at Yozora, with obvious jealousy in her tone.

"Even your homeroom teacher… you really live up to your name, perverted junior, hmph."

When she got to the end, Mai Sakurajima couldn't help but snort softly, as if she was angry, but in Yozora's eyes, it was completely a cute display of jealousy.

He walked forward, picked her up in his arms, and threw her directly onto the soft bed.

"Mmm…"

Mai Sakurajima couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise, watching Yozora, like a hungry wolf, already pressing down on her, his hands starting to caress her everywhere, while letting out suppressed, emotional gasps, she said unhappily.

"You… can't you wait even a minute? I hope you die from impatience."

Yozora's palm touched Mai Sakurajima's thigh, which was wearing thin black stockings, with rounded curves and a sense of fleshiness.

"In order to protect the safety of the world, and to fight against the strange evil spirits, I must help Mai-senpai increase her strength as soon as possible."

"You… you always call me senpai at times like this."

"Then what should Mai-senpai call me?"

Hearing Yozora's question, Mai Sakurajima's face flushed red, a layer of hazy mist appeared in her eyes, remembering that she had promised him that she would listen to his arrangements tonight, she suppressed the shame in her heart and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito's whine.

"M… master."

"Please… please fill me up."

…

The next morning, Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

"L, the event summary report is out."

"Okay, bring it up and let me see it."

Even though he hadn't slept all night and had obvious dark circles under his eyes, there was still no trace of fatigue in L's eyes, but rather a sense of excitement.

He dragged the mouse and opened the report compiled by the Metropolitan Police Department on the electronic screen, squinting his eyes slightly and reading it carefully.

"A method of attack that descends from the sky…"

"An unidentified person wearing a black mask and a black coat, and several others…"

Seeing this sentence, L's expression froze.

"I see, 'Mask' and 'Kira' are accomplices. This is a bit tricky."

The senior officials of the Metropolitan Police Department did not interrupt L's thinking, and let him mutter to himself, continuing to read the report.

"A sudden downpour… an abnormal event in the hotel…"

When L saw the report of the incident at the hotel two kilometers away from Shibuya's commercial pedestrian street, a gleam flashed in his eyes, as if he had noticed something. Without even turning his head, he asked faintly.

"Have the reports from your Metropolitan Police Department's appraisal section and blood test come out yet?"

"They have come out…"

The senior official of the Metropolitan Police Department hesitated, and replied hesitantly.

"The test results did not detect hallucinogens or any other ingredients in the blood of any of the witnesses."

"The surveillance video has not been artificially modified either."

L could naturally think of the possibilities that the police officers at the scene last night could think of.

Since the witnesses did not ingest mental toxins or hallucinogens, how can their testimonies be explained?

Since the surveillance video has not been artificially modified, how can the scene where dozens of guests and staff in the lobby suddenly disappeared, as if spirited away, be explained?

"Interesting…"

L's expression seemed to be without any fluctuations, but Watari, who knew his personality, knew that such a difficult and unpredictable event had aroused his strong interest.

"First, the first point."

L turned his chair around, put his feet on the seat, and pointed his right index finger at the senior official of the Metropolitan Police Department.

"I don't believe that the intrusion into the National Museum last night and the sudden abnormal downpour happened at the same time by coincidence."

"And judging from 'Kira's' actions during this period, he does not have the ability to control rainfall."

"So, most likely someone around 'Mask'… or 'Mask' himself, has the ability to cause rainstorms."

Hearing this analysis, the first reaction of the senior official of the Metropolitan Police Department was not to be shocked by L's talent.

Instead, he looked half-believing and half-doubting.

"Are… are you being serious?"

Causing rainstorms?

Are you telling a myth here?

L had no intention of explaining to this senior official of the Metropolitan Police Department, and only said faintly.

"Shut your mouth and listen quietly."

"Second, under the heavy encirclement of the Metropolitan Police Department, and with the on-site commander already calling for reinforcements, 'Kira' still delayed for nearly half an hour."

"And in this process, he did not kill a single police officer."

"This proves that 'Kira' has a highly focused willpower, a firm determination towards his own goals, and a powerful psychological quality that surpasses ordinary people."

"With the above characteristics, plus the words that 'Kira' once left me, judging from the tone, 'Kira's' true identity is different from the criminals in most cases."

"He is not the kind of person who is rejected by society or has experienced psychological trauma."

"On the contrary, 'Kira's' true face should be a 'strong person' in the eyes of ordinary people, so he has such strong self-confidence… or even arrogance."

Speaking of this, L took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and made the final summary.

"He is not an ordinary criminal, but in the end, he is just a criminal."

"Because of this kind of personality, because of this kind of person, 'Kira' cannot be satisfied with the status quo."

"I think that soon, 'Kira' will launch a criminal action that is completely different from before."

L looked at the senior official of the Metropolitan Police Department who was already confused, yawned, and waved his hand indifferently.

"You should also play a role. Contact the Kyoto Metropolitan Police Department. Since 'Mask' and 'Kira' are accomplices, if we can obtain more information about 'Mask', it can also provide me with more clues to analyze."

"Okay… okay."

After the senior official of the Metropolitan Police Department left, L looked at the event report on the screen, lightly biting his thumb, lost in thought.

"A person who punishes evil… this guy, wouldn't he think of himself as some kind of messenger of justice, would he?"

…

The next two days were calm.

No.

The daytime was calm.

At night, it was full of gunfire.

The first day was Mai Sakurajima, the second day was Rio Futaba, and the third day was Miko Yotsuya.

The members of the Paranormal Research Society are still getting stronger, unlocking more positions… and more abilities.

…

Morning, in a commercial street.

"Yukino-chan?"

Looking at Yukino Yukinoshita, who was absent-minded beside her, Yui Yuigahama called out curiously.

Seeing that she didn't respond at all, she increased her volume slightly.

"Yukino-chan!"

"Eh?"

Yukino Yukinoshita came back to her senses, looked at Yui Yuigahama, who was puffing out her cheeks angrily, was stunned for a moment, and said softly.

"Sorry."

Yui Yuigahama shook her head helplessly.

"Geez, why are you always like this these past two days?"

Then, Yui Yuigahama turned her body to the side and sized up Yukino meaningfully, covering her mouth and chuckling.

"Could it be that you have someone you like?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Love is very normal."

Yukino Yukinoshita patted Yui Yuigahama's head lightly, and rarely showed a smile.