Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

“No questions.”

L directly interrupted.

“The logic is so obvious. If anyone doesn’t understand, reread the files privately. Don’t waste my time.”

“Investigating the two cases together is the first point.”

“Second, all officers within the Osaka Prefectural Police Department must submit their itineraries for the past six months within one week. To prevent anyone from saying they can’t remember due to the length of time, write down what you remember clearly.”

“Investigate all entry and exit records of major traffic routes near Shitennoji Temple in recent months, investigate all suspicious vehicles entering and exiting, and find the source of the explosives placed within.”

“Interrogate the monks and staff within Shitennoji Temple one by one. If necessary, they can be questioned as criminal suspects.”

“Compile all recent entry and exit records for Osaka City—vehicles, trains, airplanes, all transportation records—and then focus on those who have resided in Osaka for a long time but suddenly left Osaka a few days before the incident for no reason.”

“Also, regarding the chief priest who died in the explosion, I don’t care what methods you use—questioning those around him or checking surveillance cameras within Osaka City—in short, trace his movements chronologically, find anything unusual, and then report it.”

“Under such heavy rain, vehicles could not pass. Therefore, the bomb that leveled Shitennoji Temple could not have been transported that night but was placed long ago. Only the chief priest of Shitennoji Temple could have done this silently.”

“That’s all.”

… …

Meanwhile, at the Shinomiyas’ residence.

“The explosion at Shitennoji Temple…”

Ever since Kaguya Shinomiya woke up this morning and learned of this news, she had been feeling uneasy.

Holding her old-fashioned flip phone, looking at the number she had never dialed, she hesitated for a long time before finally pressing the call button.

After the longest two seconds of her life, the call was connected, and from the other end came a voice that made Kaguya Shinomiya breathe a sigh of relief, as always, with a frivolous tone.

“Shinomiya-san, what’s up? Are you calling to ask me for the NTR dojo resources?”

“How dare you mention that to me?”

The worry in Kaguya Shinomiya’s heart disappeared the moment she heard Yozora’s voice.

Hearing him bring up that topic again, she couldn’t help but grit her teeth and say resentfully.

“What… what kind of things are you telling me?!”

“That’s art.”

“What art… that’s just sophistry.”

Kaguya Shinomiya helplessly shook her head, then regained her usual calm tone and said faintly.

“Oh, right… my puberty syndrome… has disappeared. Although I don’t know why, thank you.”

“You don’t know why? I think you know very well.”

Yozora chuckled and teased.

“It’s just because after listening to my words, you realized that even if you lose, life will go on, right? The great Kyoto’s number one eroge shooter has once again saved a beautiful girl’s life. Truly, immeasurable merit.”

“Yes, yes, didn’t I say thank you already?”

Kaguya Shinomiya said this first, then couldn’t help but blurt out, changing her usual style, unable to suppress the agitation in her heart.

“You calling me a beautiful girl… does that mean you think I’m… good-looking?”

Yozora replied speechlessly.

“No, I’m not blind. You just want to hear me praise you, right?”

Hearing this, Kaguya Shinomiya’s pretty face flushed slightly, and she quickly raised her hand to touch her cheek. After a few seconds of silence, she whispered two words.

“Goodbye.”

“What a tsundere, always saying the opposite of what she means.”

Yozora put away his phone and muttered to himself.

“Doesn’t she understand that tsundere is outdated?”

Hearing his words, Mai Sakurajima, who was sitting across from him, couldn’t help but ask curiously.

“Do we have any plans next?”

“Nope.”

“Nope?”

Looking at the confused expressions on the faces of the members, Yozora nodded very seriously.

“Yeah, nope. Let’s rest. Just like usual, everyone does their own thing, occasionally having a silver party to relax. The rest is the responsibility of the police department and that famous detective.”

Hearing this, Mai Sakurajima frowned slightly.

“Really? Are you kidding me?”

“You caught me.”

Before Mai Sakurajima could reply, Yozora said meaningfully.

“Not occasionally having a silver party, but frequently having a silver party.”

Abstract Laoye, consistently performing well.

… …

For the next month or so, it was as calm as Yozora had said.

Every day, Touma Kazusa’s life consisted of preparing for the piano competition after the New Year, and occasionally finding Yozora to practice her spiritual abilities together.

Yui Yuigahama went shopping every day, occasionally went to Yukino Yukinoshita for tutoring, and occasionally found Yozora to practice her spiritual abilities together.

Mai Sakurajima tutored, cooked, and then practiced.

Amano Hina, sunshine girl requests, practiced.

Miko Yotsuya and Rio Futaba exorcised demons and then practiced, and occasionally practiced together.

The members of the Overload Society all had bright futures.

In the blink of an eye, it was December 30th.

“Happy New Year, old man, old godmother.”

Hearing this familiar voice, Noto Oda and Grandma Godmother, who were already wearing winter clothes and sitting around the stove, looked up and saw Yozora walking in from the store entrance, both speechless.

“It’s not New Year until tomorrow night, right?”

“Hey, just offering early New Year greetings.”

Yozora nonchalantly pulled up a chair, sat down by the stove, and said with a smile.

“Tomorrow, I’m going to the New Year’s shrine visit with the beautiful girls, and see if I can unlock the kimono CG. It’s already good enough that I can offer you two early New Year greetings today. Be content.”

Chapter 322 New Year Gathering, Meeting of the Famous Detective and the “Mask”

“Ha.”

Noto Oda laughed and asked meaningfully.

“I’m afraid it’s more than just beautiful ‘girls,’ right? That Miss Natsumi Suga came to our store once, specifically to report on the exorcism request I and Godmother were conducting. I’m afraid this was also arranged by you, right? You little rascal, you’re quite lucky with the ladies.”

“Hey, it’s all for saving the world.”

“You little rascal always has so many twisted reasons.”

Yozora smiled, sat by the stove, and casually asked.

“Regarding the recent exorcism requests, is there anything particularly special?”

“Special… not really.”

Grandma Godmother shook her head and sighed slightly.

“Kyoto has been very peaceful recently. As for other cities… at most, there are some rumors that are difficult to confirm, and nothing has actually threatened anyone. After all, we are exorcists who accept requests. Without a client, there is no such thing as a request.”

“I see…”

Yozora nodded noncommittally, thinking in his heart.

Souichirou Yagami hasn’t sent back any news yet.

He wasn’t sure if the police department, after using all its police force and resources, could track down the true identity of that mastermind. The only thing he could be sure of was that if anyone in the police department could do this, it would be L.

Could L do it?

Uncertain.

Judging from the battle of Osaka more than a month ago, the mastermind’s maximum distance for controlling the True Body of Souls was significantly greater than that of Miko Yotsuya and the others. It was even possible that the mastermind wasn’t even in Osaka City when Izanami appeared at that time.

And combining it with Seishuu Agutsu’s transformation, the now-known maximum distance for the opponent to control the True Body of Souls was at least the distance between Osaka and Kyoto.

This was already too exaggerated. Even Yozora couldn’t have his main body in one city and have the Black and White Demon Hands appear in another city.

The only explanation was that this was the special ability of the other party’s soul manifestation.

Of course, there was also a fatal flaw.

That was that the opponent’s True Body of Souls could be said to have almost no combat power. It could even be instantly killed by Touma Kazusa in her normal state with a shoulder throw, plus a Ground-Shaking Kick.

Yozora had already passed this information to Raito Yagami, after all, Raito Yagami was responsible for dealing with L, so he didn’t ask about the specific details.

The two most useful tool people of the Overload Society, the Yagami father and son.

“Alright, you two old men, you can slowly play.”

Yozora stood up, stretched a long stretch, and waved with a smile.

“I’ve already wished you an early New Year, so I’ll leave first.”

Watching Yozora’s departing figure, Grandma Godmother suddenly sighed. Noto Oda, who was sitting next to her, couldn’t help but ask curiously.

“Hey, why are you sighing suddenly? Is your time running out?”

“Go away, you old thing, you’re starting to learn to talk nonsense like that kid, aren’t you?”

Grandma Godmother replied unhappily first, then her expression became complicated, and she slowly said.

“Some time ago, I did another tarot card divination.”

Hearing this, Noto Oda asked curiously.

“The result was…?”

“Still the Fool card.”

Grandma Godmother sighed, her tone sounding somewhat heavy.

“How many difficult trials will this kid have to complete… before he can end this journey of the Fool… Can he really… complete it?”

Hearing this, Noto Oda was silent for a while, then picked up the sake bottle next to him, poured a small cup, and said with a smile while drinking to himself.

“If it’s him, there will definitely be no problem. I believe in him.”

… …

The next day, in the afternoon, at Yozora’s house.

“Happy New Year!”

Hearing Kitagawa Marin’s slightly excited words, Saki Kawasaki complained speechlessly.

“It’s not New Year until after twelve o’clock, right?”

Kitagawa Marin stuck out her tongue and smiled apologetically.

“Just offering early New Year greetings.”

Then, Kitagawa Marin looked at the members sitting in the living room and couldn’t help but ask curiously.

“Speaking of which, for the New Year, shouldn’t we wear kimonos and go to the New Year’s shrine visit? I know a few temples with a very good environment, not crowded, and said to be very effective, or…”

“No.”

Kitagawa Marin’s proposal was rejected by everyone in unison.

“Eh…”

Kitagawa Marin was slightly disappointed, pouted, and mumbled softly.