Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

He glanced at the number displayed on the screen, directly enabled the speakerphone, and said with a smile.

"Hello."

"What do you mean, 'Hello'!"

On the other end of the phone, came Sugaya Natsumi's voice, filled with anxiety.

"What do you mean by the text message you sent me?"

Hearing this, the members present all sat up straight, while also meaningfully sizing up Yozora sitting there.

The girls thought, 'I knew it, this guy's relationship with that beautiful reporter, Sugaya Natsumi, is more than just a simple collaboration.'

God of the Harem, even targeting older women?

Immediately following, Sugaya Natsumi's words made the members present realize that they had misunderstood.

"What do you mean, 'Don't write a report supporting 'Mask'!?' 'Mask' is not what they say at all! At this time, as a media person, I should fiercely fight back! Otherwise, wouldn't that be ungrateful!?"

Chapter 290: Shura Field War God Touma Kazusa, Yagami Light's Nemesis

"Is that so?"

Yozora smiled nonchalantly.

"I was originally thinking of having you write a report criticizing 'Mask' and Chief Yagami, just like the other media outlets. Now it seems, you probably won't agree?"

As soon as these words came out, Sugaya Natsumi on the other end of the line was stunned.

What exactly does he mean?

Asking her not to write a report supporting "Mask", and even… wanting her to write the kind of unfounded, completely fabricated conspiracy theories to criticize "Mask" and Yagami Soichiro, just like those unscrupulous media?

The problem is… aren't you "Mask" himself?

Wait a minute.

Sugaya Natsumi suddenly remembered that she was just wishfully thinking, based on some clues, that Yozora was "Mask" himself.

Could it be that she was mistaken?

Yozora is not "Mask", just like that report said, Yozora has never thought that "Mask" is some kind of hero?

"This… I…"

Sugaya Natsumi hesitated for a moment, and finally asked tentatively in a low voice.

"Are you… the person I think you are?"

"It doesn't matter."

Yozora didn't give a direct response, just smiled and said.

"In short, don't write the report, take a vacation for yourself, and relax."

"Okay… I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Yozora noticed that the members were all staring at him, and couldn't help but smile.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?"

"Hmph."

Sakurajima Mai's voice carried a hint of jealousy.

"Miss Sugaya Natsumi is really righteous. Under this kind of public opinion environment, she actually wants to write a report supporting 'Mask'. If the public opinion doesn't reverse later, this is an act of betting on the future of her career."

"Little Mai, there's something behind your words."

Yozora shook his head and replied casually.

"If it were you, in her position, you should… no, you would definitely make the same decision, right? Is there anything worth paying attention to in this?"

"Yes, of course we would."

Yotsuya Miko nodded, staring at Yozora with those golden eyes, meaningfully saying.

"But our relationship with you… Miss Sugaya Natsumi, it seems she also wants to achieve this kind of relationship with you."

"Eh, we're talking about serious matters now, let's not talk about these things."

Seeing Yozora looking like he wanted to change the subject, Yotsuya Miko rolled her eyes and didn't ask too much.

There's no way, everyone had already guessed it.

That Miss Sugaya Natsumi is so good-looking, and she's also a supporter of "Mask". After the two interactions at the fireworks festival and the school festival, it feels like her personality is also good. Although she's not a psychic, she can indeed be considered a member of the Super-natural Society.

The God of the Harem comes with his own halo, and it's inevitable that things would develop to this point.

Sugaya Natsumi even dared to bet her just-starting, promising career as a media person, wanting to continue supporting "Mask" at this time, so what else is there to say?

Just wait to join.

And after Futaba Rio heard Yozora and Sugaya Natsumi's conversation, she seemed to suddenly think of something, her brow furrowed, thoughtfully.

"You didn't let her write the report… could it be that the enemy's purpose this time…"

"That's right."

Yozora nodded, his smile fading, his tone calm.

"No matter who made Agutami Kiyoshi a psychic, the mastermind should understand that with that guy's ability alone, although his close combat ability is very strong, it's not very realistic to want to defeat me."

"What's important is not Agutami Kiyoshi's combat power, but his identity, the General Commander of the Metropolitan Police Department's Mobile Unit."

"Agutami Kiyoshi made such a big splash. His entire battle with me was filmed by onlookers. The mastermind can use the video to judge my approximate combat power, but… Agutami Kiyoshi and I are too far apart in strength. There is no information worth referencing at all. At most, they can only judge that my close combat ability is very strong. This goal is considered a failure."

Hearing this, Futaba Rio suddenly understood.

"No wonder, when you were fighting Agutami Kiyoshi, you didn't use Onimaru Kunitsuna, nor did you use any special abilities. It turns out you were hiding your trump cards."

After saying this, Futaba Rio paused for a moment, then continued.

"Then the mastermind's second goal… is to cause unrest in Kyoto City. After all, the enemy who fought with 'Mask' this time is not an ordinary person, but Agutami Kiyoshi, the General Commander of the Metropolitan Police Department's Mobile Unit, who has a certain amount of fame."

"This is forcing the Kyoto Metropolitan Police Department to respond, and they can no longer adopt a dismissive attitude as usual."

"Either, make Agutami Kiyoshi's murder of police officers public. The psychological impact of a police officer losing control and killing his own colleagues would be unimaginable."

"Or, conceal Agutami Kiyoshi's matter… at the cost of recognizing 'Mask' as a heinous criminal who killed police officers."

Upon hearing this, Amano Hina lightly bit her silver teeth, looking angry.

“What a vicious scheme… it’s utterly despicable!”

Mai Sakurajima stated matter-of-factly.

“Their primary goal shouldn’t be to put pressure on the Metropolitan Police Department. It’s more likely they want to use this psychological tactic to influence ‘Masque’ himself.”

Saying this, Mai Sakurajima glanced at Yoru Hoshi sitting there, and shook her head with a wry smile.

“If they knew Yoru Hoshi’s personality, they’d know that any so-called psychological tactics are completely useless.”

At that moment, Yui Yuigahama and Miko Yotsuya recalled the words Yoru Hoshi had spoken at the McDonald's where Haruna Amano worked.

Not being swayed by external praise or criticism, that is the will to accomplish everything.

They hadn't quite understood the meaning of these words all along, after all, from the day ‘Masque’ appeared, the public opinion in Kyoto City had been steadily rising, even to the point where they were being revered as a god some time ago.

Only now did Yui Yuigahama and Miko Yotsuya finally understand that just because they were doing the right thing, it didn't mean they would receive external support.

Public opinion is so fragile and unreliable, it can be reversed at any time, and is completely unworthy of mention.

Therefore, Yoru Hoshi’s thoughts would not waver in the slightest, even if the outside world’s attitude towards “Masque” changed from support to doubt.

“There are two more points.”

Yoru Hoshi slowly opened his mouth.

“I’ve searched, and Akitani Kiyoka is just a shell without a soul. As for where his soul went… I probably don’t need to say it, you should already know.”

Rio Futaba frowned slightly, muttering.

“I see… his and Tamura Kai’s Soul Manifestations are not true Soul Manifestations, but twisted things formed at the cost of the fragmentation and distortion of their own souls… No wonder…”

After saying this, Rio Futaba sighed.

“In other words, since Akitani Kiyoka has no soul, you can’t search for any valuable information from his memories, right?”

“That’s right.”

“Is it a coincidence… or does the enemy know your special ability… and is deliberately restraining you… It should just be a coincidence.”

Rio Futaba thought, Yoru Hoshi’s ability to seize the most profound memories of the deceased when devouring their souls was something only the members present knew.

It was impossible to determine that he possessed such an ability just from the TV broadcast footage.

And the internal members of the Exceed Company could absolutely not betray them.

If that was the case, then it could only be a coincidence?

“Rather than a coincidence, I have a more fitting word to describe it.”

Yoru Hoshi smiled nonchalantly.

“Perhaps, this is the trial that must be endured on the Fool’s Journey, it is fate.”

After saying this, Yoru Hoshi paused slightly before continuing.

“There is also the most important point, which is the fundamental reason why I didn’t let Sumeragi Natsumi write the report.”

“In such a public opinion environment, if someone still publishes remarks supporting ‘Masque,’ then the mastermind can narrow down the scope and identify ‘Masque’s’ assistants among these people, or even those who know ‘Masque’s’ true identity.”

Rio Futaba’s expression changed upon hearing this, and she pushed up her glasses.

“Are you saying that the enemy has guessed that ‘Masque’ has assistants in Kyoto City, and even came up with such a three-pronged scheme to test them? Plus, the special ability to create espers…”

Yoru Hoshi nodded, smiling.

“Facing such an enemy with outstanding intelligence and unpredictable abilities, it’s really a bit tricky.”

“Will we lose?”

“No, we will win.”

Seeing that today’s matter was finally discussed, Touma Kazusa, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke.

“Yoru Hoshi, I’ve arranged to go to a hot spring inn outside Kyoto City with Yukina tomorrow, you’re coming with me.”

Hearing this, before Yoru Hoshi could reply, Mai Sakurajima frowned slightly, her expression displeased.

“You’ve monopolized him for several days already, why do you still want him to accompany you on the weekend?”

“Hmm?”

Touma Kazusa glanced at Mai Sakurajima expressionlessly, and said calmly.

“Mai-senpai, the exorcism requests haven’t been dealt with yet, and there’s also Kaguya Shinomiya’s Adolescence Syndrome, which hasn’t made any progress yet, right?”

“This…”

“Futaba-san is the same, she needs to deal with Adolescence Syndrome issues, Yotsuya-san has exorcism requests to handle, Amano-san has a backlog of Sunshine Girl requests, and Yuigahama-san needs to study with Yukinoshita-san, after all, the midterm exams are coming up soon.”

Touma Kazusa glanced at the members in the room, and said calmly.

“As for Hachishaku and the others? There’s no need to mention them. Did I forget anyone?”

Hearing Touma Kazusa’s words, the members were all silent and unable to refute.

That’s true.

The members of the Exceed Company are usually very busy, and during their free weekends, they also have their own things to deal with. This can also be considered a part-time job, after all, the rewards for exorcism requests are very generous.

War God Touma Kazusa directly called out their names one by one, leaving them speechless.

“Therefore, the most arduous duty, which is to help Yoru Hoshi relax, should be borne by me, who has the least to do.”

Looking at Touma Kazusa’s calm appearance, Mai Sakurajima and the others were somewhat shocked.

As expected of a War God, she has such a sense of oppression.

They originally thought that Touma Kazusa was absentmindedly spacing out during every meeting of the Exceed Company, and didn’t listen to anything.

But now, she listed each of their weekend tasks as if she were counting treasures. Could it be that she hadn’t been listening?

Touma Kazusa had already gathered all the information, just waiting to deliver a fatal blow at the crucial moment.