Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

“Well… I understand. That's the only way.”

Although the other members still found it a bit difficult to accept, they were also very clear in their hearts that in the face of such a heaven-defying ability like time regression, the only way to achieve a situation where everyone is unharmed, like in previous operations, is the method Nightstar mentioned.

No matter when, even at times like this, when she resisted in her heart and didn't want Nightstar to face danger alone, Rio Futaba, the combat strategist of Hyperdimension, also had the duty to remain rational when the other members lost their composure due to emotions.

“Don’t worry.”

Feeling the atmosphere in the room become somewhat silent, Nightstar smiled to comfort them.

“I can’t die. I’m just talking about the worst-case scenario. The enemy should be the ones despairing. Let’s not worry about things that might not happen here.”

After saying this, Nightstar stood up and said with a smile.

“Alright, I’m about to leave.”

As he walked to the door, just as he was about to leave, Yukino Yukinoshita suddenly ran over, her brow slightly furrowed, with an expression as if she was somewhat displeased, but her eyes carried a hint of worry, and she tried her best to say softly in the most plain tone possible.

“You… You must come back, you hear?”

Hearing this, Nightstar couldn't help but be taken aback for a moment, then he smiled and teased.

“Oh ho, that doesn't sound like something my tsundere little sister-in-law would say.”

“It certainly isn't, and I've emphasized many times that I don't like you calling me that.”

Yukino Yukinoshita raised her face, looked directly into Nightstar's eyes, and said softly.

“In short, you must come back.”

“Of course.”

Nightstar nodded and walked towards the outside of the house.

“Without me, your future paths in life can only be spent in pain and regret, so I will definitely come back.”

…

The next day at noon, next to a newly docked ship.

“Finally arrived.”

Nightstar stepped on the ground, looking at the buildings in his sight, and muttered to himself.

“This… is Nitou Island…”

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel curious in his heart.

At this moment, is the me standing here the me who has truly just arrived at Nitou Island, or the me who has undergone time regression and lost a part of my memory?

“Forget it, there’s no need to dwell on questions that can’t be answered.”

Nightstar shook his head, stopped thinking about this matter, and instead stepped towards the small town in front of him.

Nitou Island has a spring-like climate all year round, and even in early February, there is no need to wear a coat or anything.

While strolling around, Nightstar could even see some residents still wearing shorts and short sleeves, completely dressed for summer.

“Where should I go first…”

Although Nightstar didn't know if this was his first real operation, considering the safety of the innocents on this Nitou Island, if Hiruko God had already used the last chance to regress time, then it would mean that everything that happened on this timeline would become a predetermined, unchangeable fact.

The most important question is not whether this operation is the first on the timeline.

But to treat every time as the last.

Of course, although Nightstar would consider the safety of the islanders, that was only within the scope of his ability. If the development of the situation exceeded expectations, then he would not be bound by these considerations at all.

It would naturally be good to save the lives of more innocent people while eliminating the target.

However, the priorities cannot be reversed.

His own life comes first, followed by eliminating the target. Under the premise that these two conditions can be absolutely achieved, Nightstar will consider saving innocent people.

After strolling around the surroundings for a while, Nightstar saw a restaurant on the street, with the words “Oboro” written on the signboard, which immediately caught his eye.

“A restaurant opened by the Oboro family… If I remember correctly, the business here is not bad, and it’s currently lunchtime…”

While thinking, Nightstar had already pushed open the door and entered the restaurant.

He didn't have much concern for Hiruko God and Rokka Sakurakawa. Although he would act cautiously, he was not afraid of them.

To put it bluntly, what can time regression do?

When the ability of time regression is already known, it loses its greatest advantage. Moreover, even if he regressed hundreds of times, even if Rokka Sakurakawa and Hiruko God knew all of Nightstar's abilities, the two sides would only be standing on the same starting line.

Moreover, in the face of an absolute difference in strength, what use would it be to give more chances to challenge?

It would only be a futile struggle.

“Welcome.”

Seeing Nightstar push the door open and enter, a girl with smooth, long blonde hair, clear blue eyes as beautiful as the calm sea, fair skin, and a tall figure, like a mixed-race, subconsciously greeted him with a smile.

However, when she clearly saw Nightstar's face, she couldn't help but be taken aback for a moment, and curiously said.

“Eh? This guest… You look a little unfamiliar. It seems you're not a local, right? I've never seen you before.”

Nightstar nodded and replied with a smile.

“Yes, I just arrived here. I wanted to take the opportunity of the winter vacation to travel around.”

“I see, please have a seat, please have a seat.”

After the girl led him to a seat, she didn't directly urge him to order, but instead extended her right hand and said with a generous smile.

“My name is Ushio Oboro, and I'm a local here.”

“Hello, Nightstar.”

After shaking hands and introducing themselves to each other, Ushio Oboro simply sat down opposite the booth and curiously said.

“Then… Nightstar-san, you look about the same age as me, are you also a high school student?”

“Yes, first year. Oh, after the winter vacation ends, I'll be a second year.”

“Eh, same as me.”

Ushio Oboro first said this, then smiled and said,

“Then Nightstar-san, if you have anything you want to ask, or if you need someone to take you around the area, you can always find me.”

"Okay, I'll remember that."

"Okay then, I won't bother you anymore."

Kozue Ushio stood up and had just returned behind the ordering counter when a middle-aged foreigner sighed, a look of helplessness on his face.

"Ushio, did you forget something?"

Kozue Ushio looked puzzled.

"Did I?"

"You forgot to take that customer's order."

"Ah? That's right, darn it."

Kozue Ushio was stunned for a moment, then quickly ran to Yesing's table, smiling awkwardly.

"Um... Yesing, what would you like to eat?"

Yesing replied casually.

"Anything is fine. If you have any recommendations, just order for me."

"Alright! Then please sit and wait a moment, it'll be right up."

Kozue Ushio replied with a smile, then walked behind the counter and ordered a reasonably priced, Ushio's signature bento for Yesing, which she highly recommended.

Although the head chef, Kozue Allen, is Western, this isn't a Western restaurant, just an ordinary diner.

"Yesing, our Kozue Diner's signature, the double pork cutlet rice bowl, enjoy!"

"Thanks."

While eating, Yesing was also observing the customers in the diner.

Obviously, his unfamiliar face appearing here would inevitably attract the attention of the local residents.

However, Yesing didn't think his identity would be exposed.

The only ones who knew his true appearance were Touma and Suna.

And after the incident in Osaka, the Metropolitan Police Department launched a carpet search within Sakurakawa Prefecture.

In this situation, according to Sakurakawa Rikka's usual style of action, it would be impossible to risk being tracked to investigate Touma and Suna's situation, let alone trace him through Touma and Suna.

Considering the possibility that this was her first action, Yesing had only one goal.

No matter what Sakurakawa Rikka and Hiruko were planning, he had to stretch the timeline first.

Although he didn't know if Hiruko's time-reversal ability was the same as the male protagonist Shinpei Ajiro's in the original storyline, where each death would push the reversal point later until it was impossible to change the outcome, what he could be sure of was that this ability definitely had limitations, one of the most likely being the correlation between the reversal time and the power consumption.

If he could reverse time as much as he wanted, what would be the point of fighting? Hiruko could just reverse back to seventeen years ago and strangle him as a baby, and everything would be fine, right?

Since there were such limitations, then under the premise that the current reality progress was still acceptable, Yesing naturally wanted to drag the time as long as possible. After all, from the moment he arrived on the island, he had already posed a threat to Hiruko and Sakurakawa Rikka.

The longer the timeline reversed, the more power it consumed, which was equivalent to fewer uses.

Confidence in his own strength was one thing, but a professional exorcist always acted cautiously.

......

After finishing his meal, Yesing had just left the diner when he saw Kozue Ushio, who had taken off her apron, chasing after him.

"Yesing, where are you planning to go next?"

"Um... I don't know, just wandering around."

Hearing this, Kozue Ushio smiled generously and said.

"It just so happens that there are fewer customers in the afternoon and evening, so I don't have to stay and continue helping. If you're willing, I can be your guide."

Yesing didn't hesitate much and nodded directly.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Kozue."

"No trouble at all, it's rare for us to see tourists here, and you're all alone, so of course I'll help with whatever I can!"

After saying this, Kozue Ushio added.

"And, no need to use my surname, just call me by my first name, like you would with my friends!"

Chapter 330 Kozue Ushio's Invitation, First Speedrun

While Yesing and Kozue Ushio were strolling around Hitogashima Island together, in a hidden underground cave...

Sakurakawa Rikka, wearing a kimono, more gaunt than when she was staying at the hospital in Osaka, even to the point of being skeletal, though still beautiful, but giving a morbidly twisted feeling, looked at the white-haired girl in front of her, wearing a red kimono, and said softly.

"I'll say it again, if we want to fight that guy... we need more spirit users."

"Is it this topic again?"

"That's right, it's this topic again, because it's important."

Sakurakawa Rikka's eyes flickered as she slowly said.

"Your shadows' ability to copy humans and obtain all the memories of the original body is a perfect match for my ability. You only need to copy all the residents of the island and tell me the strongest desires in these people's hearts, and I can transform all the people on this island into spirit users in just one day... no, even half a day."

"Hmm... The plan you mentioned does have feasibility."

The white-haired girl nodded slightly, and before Sakurakawa Rikka could reply, she asked faintly.

"But, after copying, if you don't kill the original body within seven days, my shadows will disappear. Have you considered this?"

Sakurakawa Rikka frowned slightly and said in a calm tone.

"Forgive me for speaking frankly, but as pawns, the spirit users I transform are obviously more valuable than your shadows, and their combat power is much stronger."

"Is that so..."

The white-haired girl looked indifferent, turned her head and looked at the four-armed, tall, all-black humanoid creature beside her.

"Four-Hands, what do you think?"

The monster called Four-Hands shook his head and said in a very eerie, muffled tone.