Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

She led the two people in front of her, welcoming them into Itomori Town.

Miyamizu Mitsuha was filled with mixed emotions, but according to what Yozora said, it seemed that he had reached some kind of deal with the deity enshrined by her family's shrine for generations, and it was also related to the safety of the entire Itomori Town, so she couldn't care about those things at this time.

"Okay, I will lead you."

Just as Miyamizu Mitsuha's voice fell, she suddenly saw the sky outside the window darken.

Heavy rain fell on the ground, and even though she couldn't hear the sound through the window, she could imagine the momentum of the rain.

Moreover, the rain was falling harder and harder at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This is…"

Amano Hina frowned slightly and said softly to Yozora.

"This is not my doing."

"I know."

Yozora rested his right arm there, holding his face with one hand, as if he were sitting in the Soubu High School classroom, watching the rain outside the window and laughing softly.

"It seems that someone is getting anxious."

Amano Hina knew who Yozora was referring to, the deity who controlled the weather, and couldn't help but look worried.

"You can still laugh?"

"This is something to be happy about."

"Worth being happy? Are you being abstract again?"

"Not this time."

Yozora smiled and shook his head, slowly opening his mouth.

"His anxiety means that there is indeed our target in Itomori Town, it's just a desperate struggle, no need to care."

Amano Hina sighed slightly, thinking that if it was just a desperate act of an ordinary person, it would be fine.

But now, the one acting desperately is a real, powerful being who can affect the weather of the entire Sakura Province, whether it is called a god or an evil spirit.

Would the hostility of such a being simply be a heavy rain?

Amano Hina's heart grew heavier.

…

After the train arrived at the platform, Amano Hina looked at the surrounding remote environment, and the large area of wasteland in the distance that she couldn't see the end of, and she was dumbfounded.

"This… Is Itomori Town even more remote than here?"

Miyamizu Mitsuha patted Amano Hina on the shoulder, with a look of emotion.

"It's normal for you city people to not be used to it at first."

Miyamizu Mitsuha sighed, a complex look appearing in her eyes, and muttered to herself.

"Even I am not used to it…"

Looking at the continuous heavy rain outside the platform, Miyamizu Mitsuha frowned and looked at Yozora and Amano Hina.

"With such heavy rain, the mountain road is very dangerous, the bus to the town must be stopped, what should we do now?"

"What a pain…"

Yozora had a lazy look on his face and muttered to himself.

"If Futaba was here, that would be great. It's been a long time since I've had to think, it's too troublesome."

Then, he looked at the worsening rain outside the platform and said calmly.

"Based on that guy's ability, maintaining this scale of heavy rain for a day, or even four or five consecutive days, is no problem at all."

Speaking of this, Yozora asked Miyamizu Mitsuha.

"Under such rain, can the roads leading out of your Itomori Town last that long?"

"This…"

Miyamizu Mitsuha thought for a moment, and finally shook her head.

"Although I'm not very clear, as far as I know, Itomori Town has never had such heavy rain. If it lasts for a long time, the roads leading to the outside world will definitely be interrupted, and the more serious possibility…"

Miyamizu Mitsuha looked at the distant mountains that were faintly visible at the end of her vision, with a worried look on her face.

"If this scale of heavy rain really lasts for four or five days, no… even if it's only one or two days, there is a high probability that it will cause flash floods. At that time, it will not only be a problem of road interruption."

"I think the same as you."

Yozora nodded, and then spoke to the empty air beside him.

"You guys should come out and think of a way, right? If Itomori Town is destroyed by flash floods before the meteor falls, then what you have done will be meaningless, right?"

As if in response to him, the red strands of silk reappeared, quickly forming a sentence.

"My power is not in this area. I do have the ability to protect the area near Itomori Town, but that might cost too much power and I won't be able to give you the answer you want."

"Is that so?"

Yozora nodded noncommittally, not thinking that this deity who had always been friendly and guarding Itomori Town was deliberately pretending to be weak.

What the other party said was likely true.

Is the deity of Itomori Town strong?

In a sense, very strong.

After all, He was able to allow two humans on different timelines to exchange bodies, and thereby change the fate of Itomori Town's destruction, saving the lives of thousands of humans, which can be described as immeasurable merit.

But in terms of interfering with reality, the other party and the evil god who controlled the weather of the entire Sakura Province were not on the same level at all.

Think about it from another perspective.

Is it that the deity of Itomori Town cannot cause such serious impact on reality like the evil god who controls the weather…

Or is it that the existence that will have an impact on reality and endanger human lives will become the so-called evil god?

Yozora decided to leave this question to Riao Futaba, the top strategist of the Overload Society, to think about.

If you can be lazy, be lazy, anyway, it doesn't matter.

"But!!!"

Although the red thread could not make a sound, judging from the suddenly accelerated speed of forming words, and the three exclamation marks following this sentence, it was obviously expressing an excited tone of voice with a change of subject.

"If at this time, there is a hero, a truly powerful, handsome, flawless, supreme chosen hero…"

The red thread, while forming these words, was also silently creating a figure of a person wearing a coat and a mask, as if hinting at someone present.

“If there is such a hero, willing to exert a little effort in the process of going to Itomori Town, to expend some of the enemy's power, I can dispel all the anomalies near Itomori Town, and at the same time retain enough power to help this hero!”

Seeing such a long passage, and the pattern formed next to it, Amano Hina looked at Yosho beside her, speechless, and pouted.

“Look, people are hinting at you, they're praising you to the heavens, give them some response, oh supreme chosen hero?”

Amidst the expectant and curious gazes of Amano Hina and Miyamizu Mitsuha, Yosho did not hesitate for a moment, but looked at the red thread floating in mid-air, and said with a smile in his voice.

“In other words, as long as I eliminate all the obstacles encountered on the way to Itomori Town, it will be equivalent to weakening that guy's power, and you can regain the initiative in this area, right?”

“As expected of you, you understood my meaning instantly. I sincerely admire your amazing wisdom, it's simply like…”

Yosho raised his hand, stopping the red thread that was flying and dancing in mid-air, wanting to flatter him.

“Enough is enough, you're licking too much, I might eat you too.”

“I'm sorry, I was wrong.”

Looking at the words formed by the red thread, which were full of humble abstraction, Miyamizu Mitsuha's mouth couldn't help but twitch, her eyes very complicated, not knowing how to evaluate it.

The goddess revered by her grandmother, and her grandmother's grandmother, so many generations of Miyamizu family priestesses, turned out to be this kind of image?

Thinking of the rituals of the Miyamizu Shrine through the ages, and the traditional solemn priestess worship ceremony…

There was a kind of abstract sense of disharmony, like Wu Dalang fighting Bai Gu Jing, or Cao Cao cleverly taking Lin Daiyu.

At the same time, Miyamizu Mitsuha couldn't help but feel a bit curious about Yosho, whom she had only met for the second time today.

What kind of ability does the other party have that would make a true god plead with him in such a tone?

Just then, the red thread in mid-air suddenly vibrated, quickly forming two words.

“Careful”

This time, the red thread didn't even have time to form punctuation marks before it suddenly dissipated into the air.

Before Miyamizu Mitsuha and Amano Hina could react, they heard dense footsteps coming from all directions around them.

“Is it coming…”

Yosho looked at the hundreds of evil spirits hidden in the rain, their true faces unclear, only their distorted pupils exposed, and a long-lost look of excitement appeared in his eyes.

“Coming to my door, it saves me a lot of effort.”

Chapter 200: The Evil God's Lightning Attack, Amano Hina's True Feelings

Seeing those hundreds of evil spirits with distorted and hideous pupils, staring intently at themselves and the others in the torrential rain, and the silence and oppression in the air, with no other sound except the rain falling, Miyamizu Mitsuha and Amano Hina both changed their expressions.

Although one of them is the heir to a family of priestesses for generations, and the other is a Weather Child who can control the rain and sunshine of the entire city through prayer, neither of them has the ability to deal with evil spirits.

What's more, this is not just one evil spirit.

It is a terrifying scene like a hundred ghosts walking at night.

“What to do…”

Hearing Amano Hina's anxious and flustered question, Yosho just waved his hand with a relaxed expression.

“It doesn't matter, just kill them all.”

Seeing Yosho's expression, Amano Hina stamped her foot anxiously.

“What time is it, and you're still pretending?”

Yosho replied with a smile.

“If being anxious was useful, I would have been anxious long ago.”

Just then, a dazzling light suddenly flashed across the sky.

Amano Hina had a strange feeling.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down countless times.

The dazzling lightning, gathered into a terrifyingly powerful bolt of lightning, fell straight towards Yosho standing there.

Amano Hina was so shocked that her pupils shrank, and she opened her mouth to remind him, but it seemed that only her vision and thoughts had slowed down, and her body could not keep up with the speed of her thoughts.

She didn't even have time to say the word 'careful', and the lightning in the sky, wrapped in the terrifying power of a natural disaster, approached Yosho standing there at a speed that ordinary people could not react to at all.

“Come out…”

“Boom!”

In the ear-splitting thunder and the dazzling light that was impossible to look at directly, the lightning struck the position where Yosho was standing.

Amano Hina and Miyamizu Mitsuha were relatively far away, and were not affected in any way except for being temporarily deprived of their vision.

In the brief blindness of whiteness, the only thought in the hearts of the two women was.

It's all over now.

That evil god who controls the weather actually induced the lightning in the clouds to attack Yosho.

How can a mere human body be able to withstand the might of nature?

However, unlike Miyamizu Mitsuha, Amano Hina still had a trace of naive hope that could be called absurd.

Yosho, has he really lost?

Even the powerful evil god who can control the weather…

Is losing to such an enemy the end of the Overload Society?

The whiteness in front of Amano Hina's eyes gradually disappeared, and her vision regained clarity.

“Yosho…”