Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

Right now, what Amano Hina is most conflicted about is... what kind of posture should she use to face Yozora?

Turn to the side and watch the other person's face as they sleep?

Then she... wouldn't be able to resist kissing him, and then...

Amano Hina didn't even dare to think about what would happen next.

Sleep with her back to him?

But what if he reaches out and slips his hand into her clothes, grabbing the place he grabbed before, would she...

Would she be able to hold on?

After thinking for a long time, Amano Hina finally realized one thing.

It seems that what will happen tonight has nothing to do with what she does.

No matter what the situation, if Yozora really makes a move, then she will only be able to play hard to get.

Thinking of this, in addition to nervousness, a hint of inexplicable anticipation emerged in Amano Hina's heart.

However, after waiting for an unknown amount of time, she even relaxed and felt sleepy, but Yozora, who was lying next to her, didn't make a move for a long time.

Amano Hina mustered her courage, carefully turned her face, and tried to pretend to be nonchalant as she peeked to the side.

What she didn't expect was that Yozora was actually lying flat on his back, with his eyes closed, breathing evenly, and in a peaceful sleep like a baby.

"This..."

Amano Hina had imagined countless possibilities for how things would start, but she never expected that this would happen.

At this moment, she was first stunned.

After a few seconds, a strange but logical idea suddenly appeared in her mind.

"Could it be that Yozora-kun... really isn't interested in me?"

At first, Amano Hina instinctively felt resistant to this idea.

But the more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was in line with normal logic.

Yozora had said that their intimate behavior was just acting to lure that god.

In that case, after the goal is achieved, there is no point in continuing...

But thinking about when they entered the room, Yozora jokingly asked if she wanted to continue.

If she hadn't been silent at the time, but had agreed...

Would the situation be different now?

Amano Hina's heart fell into deep entanglement.

...

The next morning, after completing the check-out procedures, Yozora and Amano Hina, who obviously hadn't rested well and looked a little tired, walked out of the hotel together.

On the way, Amano Hina peeked at him from time to time, as if trying to see something from his expression.

Was he pretending to be asleep last night, or was he really asleep?

It's a pity that when Yozora puts on the Mask of Abstraction, because the degree of abstraction is too high, no one can see through his true thoughts.

Amano Hina won in some respects, but at this moment, she lost completely.

Just as the two of them had entered the boundaries of Itomori Town and were walking, the red thread reappeared and quickly formed a sentence.

"Eh? Yozora-sama, didn't I say that I would arrange for a car to pick you up? How could I trouble you to walk here yourself?"

"Spare me that."

Yozora had long been wary of the red thread's flattering personality.

"You asked Miyamizu Mitsuha, a high school girl, to find a car to pick someone up outside the town, who could she find? I'm afraid she can only find her father, I'll emphasize again, the transaction between you and me only includes saving Itomori Town, don't throw the emotional rift between father and daughter on me."

"Hehe, you saw through me."

The god of Itomori Town is all about being honest.

He didn't know why this Yozora-sama, despite never having been to Itomori Town, knew that there was an emotional rift between Miyamizu Mitsuha and her father due to certain things, and that they didn't even talk to each other normally.

But, he wouldn't ask.

Knowing is knowing.

Miyamizu Mitsuha is, after all, one of this god's shrine maidens, and he hears clearly all of this little girl's daily prayers in her heart.

She wants to leave the remote Itomori Town and live in a big city.

Although Miyamizu Mitsuha herself still doesn't understand why shrine maidens exist, she hopes that her grandmother and her father will no longer be obsessed with her deceased mother, and that the two sides can reach a reconciliation.

The girl's every request is kept in the god's heart.

It's just that...

He can't directly change the other party's situation.

But, Yozora-sama can.

As for the reason for asking the other party to help?

The god has tried his best to bring Yozora to Itomori Town.

The next development depends on Miyamizu Mitsuha's own performance.

Thinking of this, the red thread danced twice in the air.

Being so meticulous, he is truly a responsible guardian deity.

"Then I will be waiting for your arrival at Miyamizu Shrine."

...

At the same time, in the Miyamizu family home.

"Mitsuha."

"Mitsuha?"

After her grandmother called out twice in a row, Miyamizu Mitsuha belatedly came back to her senses.

"What's wrong, Grandma?"

Her younger sister, Miyamizu Yotsuha, sat aside, looking at her sister's absent-minded appearance, helplessly shook her head, and pointed speechlessly at the bowl of miso soup in front of her.

"It's cold, why are you always spacing out lately, puberty?"

"You, you're talking nonsense again, what puberty."

"Then you're just stupid."

"I think you're the stupid one."

Listening to her two granddaughters' banter, Miyamizu Ichiyo just picked up her teacup and took a sip, her eyes behind her reading glasses scrutinizing Mitsuha, looking thoughtful.

Just then, the wind chime at the door suddenly moved without any wind.

"Ding-ling-ling"

"This is..."

Miyamizu Ichiyo's expression suddenly changed, she saw that on the rope knot that had just been half-woven last night, a few red threads gently fluttered, but when she looked again, she found that it had returned to its original shape, as if it were just an illusion.

An ordinary person would just think that they had seen things, but as a shrine maiden, Miyamizu Ichiyo would not have such an idea.

Everything that happens around them is an enlightenment given by the gods.

The wind chime ringing without wind, and the red threads floating by themselves...

The god-sama wants to tell her something.

Just as Miyamizu Ichiyo thought this, she suddenly heard a girl's voice from outside the door.

"Excuse me, is anyone home?"

Miyamizu Ichiyo slowly stood up, noticing that her granddaughter Mitsuha was moving faster than her, as if she had known that someone would come to visit, and even seemed a little impatient.

"Coming."

Miyamizu Mitsuha ran over to open the door and saw that the two people standing outside were indeed the ones she was thinking of.

One of them had a twin-tail hairstyle and looked very sunny and lively, exuding a kind of aura that made people unconsciously want to get close, it should be Amano Hina.

As for the other...

Miyamizu Mitsuha glanced at Yozora, who was standing there wearing black casual clothes, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Although she had seen these two people when her soul was separated from her body, the feeling at the time was like a dream, not only was there a layer of haze like looking at flowers in a fog, but after waking up, the memory of the event would become more and more blurred.

Now she finally saw them with her own eyes...

"As expected, he's very handsome..."

Hearing Miyamizu Mitsuha's murmur, Amano Hina was dumbfounded.

What?

There's another expert?

After all, she and Yozora, and Miyamizu Mitsuha, are meeting for the first time in a true sense.

The first time they meet...

You're so directly praising Yozora for being handsome?

Little Mitsuha, what do you mean?

What do you want to do?

Amano Hina thought so, but didn't say much.

After all, she and Yozora had done a lot of things, and she had no position to say anything to Miyamizu Mitsuha.

Noticing Amano Hina's expression, Miyamizu Mitsuha belatedly reacted and hurriedly covered her mouth.

Crap.

She actually said what was on her mind.

"That what... it's not like that, it's not like that."

Miyamizu Mitsuha waved her hands repeatedly, looking flustered and stammering to explain.

"The handsome I said, is that you can tell at a glance that he's from a big city, his dress is also very proper, and his appearance is also very... in short, it's that you can tell at a glance that he's from Tokyo!"

Hearing Miyamizu Mitsuha's words, Yozora just smiled and replied.

"You're mistaken, we're not from Tokyo, we're from Kyoto."

"Eh?"

Hearing this sentence, Miyamizu Mitsuha was first stunned, and then her face showed embarrassment, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

She had always thought that Yozora was from Tokyo.

But now that she thought about it carefully...

If the other party originally lived in Tokyo, then why would they stay in a hotel?

How could she even ignore this kind of detail, and create such an embarrassing misunderstanding...

It's so embarrassing.

"Mitsuha."

Hearing her grandmother's voice, Miyamizu Mitsuha hurriedly turned around.

"Grandma, these two are..."

"No need to say more."

Miyamizu Ichiyo waved her hand, bent over and slowly walked to Yozora and Amano Hina, and bowed her head slightly in a salute.