Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

That most normal answer, placed in the current situation, is actually the most abnormal one!

Kawasaki Saki was still a little disbelieving, looking at the black bass in Toma and Sa's hands, and hesitantly asked.

"Toma-san, is your bass the kind that can pop out blades... or fire bullets?"

Toma Kazusa raised her head, her delicate, slender eyes revealing a look as if she were looking at an idiot.

"Kawasaki, have you been infected by Yuigahama Yui? Don't say such foolish things."

Kawasaki Saki was rendered speechless.

She never imagined that she, who could be considered a top student in terms of grades, would one day be looked at with such eyes by Toma Kazusa, the number one from the bottom of the grade, who always got zero on every exam, and was the strongest zero-point legend of Sobu High.

It was really a bit too much to bear.

"Then... why did you bring a bass..."

"Why?"

Toma Kazusa couldn't resonate with Kawasaki Saki at all, and with a matter-of-course look, she frowned and replied.

"Aren't we going to be here for a whole night? With the bass, I can practice ensemble pieces with Yozora."

Kawasaki Saki, Menma, Anjou Naruko, Makinohara Shoko: "..."

The four girls were filled with awe.

Toma Kazusa is truly terrifying.

Having come to the Reverse Side, the thing on her mind is actually to take this opportunity to practice ensemble pieces with Yozora?

What kind of brain circuit is that!?

Even if it's a love brain, it's a bit too exaggerated!?

Just as everyone didn't know what to say, a soft sound like wooden clogs stepping on the ground came from the stairwell not far away.

"Eh..."

Anjou Naruko was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she hurriedly protected Menma behind her.

Only after making this subconscious action did she realize.

That's not right.

Menma is a ghost, and I'm the human.

There's no reason for a human to protect a ghost, is there?

As a result, Anjou Naruko turned her head, but saw Menma's cute face filled with terror, as if she was about to cry, and she couldn't help but sigh.

Forget it.

It seems that even if Menma becomes a ghost, she's still so crybaby, I should still protect her.

"So... so powerful..."

Before Menma could finish speaking, the owner of the footsteps finally came into view.

As a spirit, Menma originally wanted to marvel at the terrifying power on the other person's body that made her tremble involuntarily, but after seeing the other person's face clearly, she exclaimed subconsciously.

"So... such a beautiful big sister..."

Hearing this compliment, Tamamo-no-Mae beamed with joy and said gently.

"Thank you, are you Menma-chan? So cute."

The second thing Tamamo-no-Mae likes most in her life is hearing others praise her for being beautiful.

The thing she likes most is hearing beautiful women praise her for being beautiful.

Although Menma is a bit flat, as a mixed-race child, she has fair skin, a slender figure, and delicate features. Getting this kind of heartfelt praise for her appearance from her, Tamamo-no-Mae is of course very happy.

However, now these two things have to be moved down a notch.

The thing Tamamo-no-Mae likes most now is the same as Hachishaku-sama.

Drinking milk.

Tamamo-no-Mae first smiled and nodded to Menma, Kawasaki Saki, Toma Kazusa, Anjou Naruko, and Makinohara Shoko, bowed slightly, and then looked at Yozora.

"Speaking of which, earlier today, it should have been dawn in the real world, Hachishaku came, did you know?"

"Hachishaku came?"

Yozora felt a little puzzled.

"I didn't see her today, but what did she come here for?"

"I don't know."

Tamamo-no-Mae shook her head and smiled.

"She just said that she wanted to prepare a surprise gift for you, and told me not to follow. My power is on par with Hachishaku, it's hard to tail her without being discovered, so I don't know where she went now."

"Surprise gift..."

Yozora muttered these words, and the first thought that came to his mind was...

Could it be that Hachishaku-sama also wants a set of sexy lingerie?

Cow costume? Or a black mesh bodysuit? Or...

That's not right.

With Hachishaku's brain, she definitely wouldn't think of this kind of thing without being reminded, and even if she wanted to wear some sexy uniform, she wouldn't need to run to the Reverse Side. She could directly contact Sakurajima Mai and the others, and then have them tell Kawasaki Saki, who can make clothes, and Kitagawa Kaimu, who has cosplay experience, right?

Since it's not sexy lingerie, then what will the so-called surprise gift be?

"Forget it, whatever."

Yozora shook his head, not really taking it to heart.

Anyway, he has a contract connection with Hachishaku-sama, and if she's really in mortal danger, he can immediately sense it.

The most urgent task now is to find the Slit-Mouthed Woman first, confirm her power level, and see if she's qualified to become an external employee of the Supernatural Society.

At the same time, he can also take this opportunity to collect some experimental data, and based on the Slit-Mouthed Woman's compliance with the rumors in Kyoto City recently, let Futaba Rio analyze the extent to which this deliberately guided method will affect the birth of evil spirits.

"Let's go."

"Okay."

Toma Kazusa and Kawasaki Saki reacted the fastest and immediately followed Yozora's footsteps.

Just looking at these three, one is handsome, another is tall with a light blue high ponytail, exuding the aura of a rebellious girl, and the last one has long, straight black hair and is carrying a bass guitar. You'd think they were going to a concert.

Then the camera switches to Menma, Makino Hara Shoko, and Anjou Naruko, who are hesitating to follow, and the whole scene undergoes a sudden change in style.

Makino Hara Shoko is slightly better. Although there's some unconcealable fear and nervousness in her eyes, her years of hospitalization, coupled with her previous encounter with an evil spirit, mean her mental fortitude is much stronger than the average person. At least she can still walk steadily.

But look at Anjou Naruko and Menma…

These two, one on the left and one on the right, are each grabbing Makino Hara Shoko's arm, as if they wish they could shrink into her embrace. They're a picture of paranoia, seeing shadows in every bush.

Then look at the very front, where Tamamo-mae is wearing a kimono, wooden clogs, and sporting a long, straight black princess-cut hairstyle, with a hint of elegance in her allure…

They're clearly a group, but it's like they've come from three different film sets.

The front is a historical drama, the middle is a youth rock music anime, and the back is a horror movie with NPCs huddling together for warmth, whose only role is to create a scary atmosphere.

With Menma, Makino Hara Shoko, and Anjou Naruko as our three great generals, I feel that the future of the Overload Society is truly bright.

…

After leaving the abandoned building and arriving on the street, Anjou Naruko looked at the desolate, empty street and muttered while suppressing the fear in her heart.

"Really… there's not a single person…"

Anjou Naruko suddenly seemed to think of something and blurted out.

"In that case, we don't have to pay for anything we buy. If we see something we want in the real world, we can just take it here?"

Yoshingen turned his head to look at Anjou Naruko and chuckled teasingly.

"Anjou-san, your morals are really degenerating."

"Sh-Shut up!"

Anjou Naruko was embarrassed and couldn't help but stomp her foot.

"Anyway… anyway, no one will suffer any loss, so what's wrong with it? Haven't you ever done something like that?"

"Eh, you're wrong about that."

Yoshingen waved his hand, looking righteous.

"I'm not like you."

"How are you different?"

"I never deny my moral depravity. I just don't care about other people's opinions. Bottom line? I have no bottom line. If you want to become a professional exorcist, you have to have the same strong mental fortitude as me, unshaken by the views of others."

Anjou Naruko frowned slightly, seemingly wanting to say something, but Menma put her arm around her shoulder and whispered in her ear.

"Yoshingen-oniichan means that you shouldn't care too much about other people's opinions."

"This…"

Looking at Anjou Naruko's thoughtful and complicated expression, Menma showed a sweet smile, as if nothing had happened, and continued to follow Yoshingen's footsteps forward.

As a childhood friend, she knew that Anjou Naruko's current appearance, although drastically different from the bespectacled, plain, curly-haired girl of five years ago, was still Anjou Naruko. Some things hadn't changed.

For example, she's easily influenced by the outside world, causing her heart to waver.

Menma knew that one of the prerequisites for awakening soul manifestation was facing one's true heart and having a strong enough willpower.

And what Anjou Naruko lacked was this.

…

As the group, led by Tamamo-mae, approached the area pointed out in the announcement issued by Yagami Soichiro of the Metropolitan Police Department in the real world, Tamamo-mae's expression turned wary, and she lowered her voice.

"Something's not right…"

"Yes."

Yoshingen nodded slightly and said softly.

"We haven't encountered a single evil spirit along the way. Could it be that the Slit-Mouthed Woman's power is already so strong that evil spirits don't dare to easily set foot in the area where she exists?"

"It shouldn't be…"

Even Tamamo-mae wasn't sure.

Although she had observed from a distance when the Slit-Mouthed Woman was first born, she didn't actively approach in order to avoid alarming her. Besides, it had been some time since then. Who knew if the Slit-Mouthed Woman's power had undergone some kind of miraculous growth?

After all, it was a topic that the Metropolitan Police Department had announced, and at least the young people in Kyoto City were discussing it. The evil spirit born from it couldn't be underestimated.

"Eh… this is…"

Just then, Menma suddenly seemed to sense something and muttered to herself.

"This is… the aura of Hachisaku-neechan?"

"Hachisaku? Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. I spent the most time with Hachisaku-neechan. I definitely won't mistake her spiritual power aura!"

"Hoh, you have this talent?"

Yoshingen seemed a little surprised, reached out and stroked Menma's head, and smiled.

"Since you are so sensitive to spiritual power, then I announce that from now on, you and Yotsuya Miko will form our Overload Society's spirit-sniffing dog duo."

"Hehe."

Seeing Menma's silly smile, Anjou Naruko couldn't help but roll her eyes and complain.

"Still smiling like an idiot? People are using you as a police dog."

"Menma doesn't mind, oh."

Menma shook her head with an innocent smile.

"Everyone has helped me a lot. If I can help everyone, of course I'll be very happy."

"Sigh, seriously…"