Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

“This is a school! If you want to interview about some sensational news, go somewhere else! Don't disturb us!”

Miura Yumiko is a standard 'riajuu' (person with a fulfilling real life) in school, a central figure among the girls.

Hearing her say this, the students who were originally eager to tell about Sakura Mai to gain the attention of reporters immediately fell silent, after all, it was not necessary to offend the popular figures in the school for this little bit of attention.

“Miura-san, thank you for your hard work.”

Just as Miura Yumiko was glaring at the group of reporters outside the school gate like a mother hen protecting her chicks, she heard a familiar voice with a smile, and her heart trembled.

She slowly turned around, saw Hoshino standing in front of her, pretended to be indifferent, and snorted softly.

“Hmph, I'm not helping you, I'm not familiar with Sakurajima Mai either, I just can't stand their behavior, now that you're here, I'm leaving.”

“Yumiko.”

Just as Miura Yumiko was about to leave, Yui Yuigahama ran over from a distance and grabbed her arm, smiling.

“I heard what you said just now, since we're all friends, stay here.”

Miura Yumiko pursed her lips. She was a proud person, and felt that as someone who wasn't a member of the Super Service Club, nor a friend of Sakurajima Mai, staying here would seem a bit eager. But if she didn't stay… actually, she really wanted to stay.

The great first Eroge shooter of Kyoto saw through her disguise beneath her tsundere facade at a glance, and immediately said with a smile.

“Miura-san helped, so naturally she is a friend, and friends can of course stay here, I sincerely invite you to stay.”

Hearing Hoshino say this, a hint of joy could not help but appear in Miura Yumiko's eyes, but her face still had to pretend to be unwilling, nodding as if she was very reluctant.

“Hmph, you said that yourself, I didn't beg you.”

Hoshino didn't want to complain about Miura Yumiko's tsundere attitude anymore, he just turned around, looked at the group of students still gathered there, and showed a smile.

“What I mean by friends can stay here, is that people who are not friends need to leave, understand?”

Hearing such a straightforward sentence, a freshman who had just entered high school showed dissatisfaction and whispered.

“So arrogant? Isn't that too arrogant? It's our freedom to stay wherever we want in the school…”

“Shhh!”

A male student in his second year of high school heard his words and quickly reached out to cover his mouth, lowering his voice.

“Don't say that, it's not our business anyway, since he said so, let's leave quickly.”

Now that Hoshino had said so, it would be a bit ignorant not to leave.

Being called ignorant was one thing, but it wasn't necessary to get beaten up later.

Only these freshmen who hadn't seen the terror of Sobu High's Great Demon King, who dared to tease female teachers in the office, could say such youthful and frivolous words.

Seeing the group of students watching the excitement leave one after another, the reporters didn't say much. Everyone's eyes were on Hoshino, and some of them, under the unfriendly gaze of the security personnel of Sobu High, moved closer to the school gate, trying to interview him, holding the microphones forward.

“Hoshino-san? You are Hoshino-san, right? As someone who is in the same club, and also the founder of that club, what do you think about the Sakurajima Mai incident?”

“I heard that you and Sakurajima Mai are very close, is this true?”

“Did she tell you about her family situation? Or did she deliberately hide it?”

Faced with the increasingly sharp and obviously malicious answers thrown out by this group of reporters, Hoshino stopped Yui Yuigahama, who was angrily wanting to say something.

He knew that when facing such unscrupulous reporters, the best way to respond was to say nothing. As long as you said something, they would find a way to distort your meaning, and when it was published, it would become a sensational news story out of context.

Hoshino just smiled and looked at the group of reporters in front of him, and said softly.

“Get lost.”

Hearing him say such harsh words, the reporters were slightly stunned at first, but then quickly adjusted, after all, being scolded was a normal thing in their line of work. Not only did they not retreat in the slightest, but they even deliberately showed an angry and threatening look, and said sharply.

“Hey, why are you scolding people for no reason? Apologize, you have to apologize to us!”

“That's right, is the best student of Sobu High such a low-quality delinquent!?”

“Education, is it only about pursuing academic ability, or should it also focus on moral character? I question your educational policy at Sobu High, I question it very much!”

… …

Looking at the reporters in front of her talking non-stop, as if they wouldn't give up until they pushed Hoshino to the brink of collapse, Miura Yumiko couldn't help but show a bit of worry in her eyes. Just as she wanted to persuade Hoshino to calm down and not continue arguing with these people, she felt Yui Yuigahama next to her tug on her sleeve, and said to her in a smiling tone.

“Yumiko, we'll see something interesting soon.”

“Interesting thing?”

Just as Yumiko felt a little puzzled, she found that the eyes of the reporters simultaneously turned to a certain place, but when she looked over, there was nothing there at all, just an empty street.

At this time, what appeared in the eyes of Hoshino and Yui Yuigahama, as well as the group of reporters who had been actively selected to 'appear', was a woman wearing a long black trench coat. In this hot weather, her dress seemed a bit strange, but her figure was very graceful. She wore a mask and her face was not clear.

The woman slowly walked to the front of the reporters, raised her head, her shiny black and smooth long hair, matched with a pair of charming and beautiful eyes, even with a mask, it could be seen that she was a beauty.

“Am I pretty?”

The reporters seemed to be bewitched, nodded subconsciously, and said in unison.

“Pretty, too pretty…”

“Then…”

The Slit-Mouthed Woman slowly took off her mask, revealing to the reporters a deep abyss-like mouth that was almost open to the sides of her ears, with sharp teeth, still flowing with blood.

“How about now?”

Seeing the true face under her mask, the reporters were all frightened and their expressions changed. The mind that had been bewitched by beauty was restored to clarity at this moment. They immediately thought of the terrifying urban legend about the so-called 'Slit-Mouthed Woman' that had been circulating in Kyoto City some time ago, and the police department had even issued a vague announcement about it.

“G-Ghost… Ghost ah!!!”

The reporters didn't even have the leisure to distinguish whether the woman in front of them was a real ghost or a made-up one, after all, the Slit-Mouthed Woman was an evil spirit in the Reverse World. Although she had always seemed a little timid after being fed Yui Yuigahama's special dishes by Hoshino, she was a real evil spirit. Now, when she deliberately scared people, the chilling sense of terror she exuded was not something ordinary people could withstand.

Seeing the reporters scattering in a panic, with some even tripping on the road, the Slit-Mouthed Woman couldn't help but laugh with delight.

Although she had never killed a human, she was, after all, an evil spirit born from the negative emotions people held towards the legend of the "Slit-Mouthed Woman" in the Reverse Side World.

Unlike Menma, she was like Tamamo-no-Mae and Hachishaku-sama, a member of the Hyperdimensional Society, and wouldn't kill humans without reason.

But occasionally teasing them brought her great joy.

Moreover, they quite liked Mai Sakurajima, as her cooking was delicious.

Facing this group of unscrupulous reporters, she naturally had to vent her anger for the Hyperdimensional Society's chef.

When the Slit-Mouthed Woman turned her head, the abyss-like mouth on her face had disappeared, revealing her original, true face, with only two symbolic red marks on the corners of her mouth, like a chibi character from a non-heavy erotica.

"Boss, how did Yui do?"

Seeing the Slit-Mouthed Woman's smiling face, waiting for praise, Yuiigahama Yui winked, indicating that with Yumiko Miura, a normal person, present, it wasn't convenient to answer her question.

However, Nightstar didn't have so many concerns; after all, according to his mentally ill, abstract personality, it was normal for him to occasionally talk to himself.

"Yes, you did well. Remember to visit that group again late at night, preferably scaring them into a coma. It would be best if they needed to be rushed to the hospital for resuscitation."

"Okay!"

Hearing that she could still scare people wantonly, the Slit-Mouthed Woman felt even happier.

If the incident of encountering the legendary Slit-Mouthed Woman was reported by those reporters who had seen her, that would be great.

There was a fundamental difference between evil spirits born in the Reverse Side World and those in the real world.

The wider the spread of evil spirits in the Reverse Side World, the more they were feared by humans, the stronger their power became.

Just like Tamamo-no-Mae, who was known to everyone in Sakura Province and based on the legendary fox spirit, she belonged to the top tier of all evil spirits in the Reverse Side World.

If she could take this opportunity to increase her power, the Slit-Mouthed Woman would naturally be more than happy.

Moreover, if she did well, she might even get the Boss's special milk reward that Hachishaku-sama had been talking to her about.

At this time, Yumiko Miura looked bewildered.

In her opinion, what exactly had just happened?

The reporters first had infatuated expressions, but then quickly showed horrified expressions, and some even ran away without picking up the cameras they had dropped on the ground.

Were they scared by Nightstar?

That shouldn't be the case.

Weren't they threatening Nightstar just now?

Yumiko Miura couldn't figure it out, but vaguely realized that the so-called Hyperdimensional Quantum Mechanics Research Society was not as simple as she had imagined, just a boring club created for Nightstar's harem plan.

… …

After school that day, inside the Hyperdimensional Society's apartment building.

Nightstar, Miko Yotsuya, Rio Futaba, and others saw Mai Sakurajima and Kaede Toyohama sitting on the sofa as soon as they entered.

"Nightstar-kun."

Kaede Toyohama (in Mai Sakurajima's body) stood up, looked at Nightstar, and said faintly.

"I want to talk to you. Do you have time?"

"Okay."

Following Kaede Toyohama upstairs and into her room, before Nightstar could say anything, he saw Kaede Toyohama lowering her head, as if afraid to look at him, with a shy blush on her face, nervously twisting the corner of her clothes, and whispering.

"That… Nightstar-kun… After spending this time together… I… I finally understand why Onee-chan fell in love with you…"

Nightstar explained seriously.

"Liking is liking, falling in love is falling in love, these are two different things."

"Eh?"

Kaede Toyohama nodded as if she didn't understand, then shyly whispered.

"Actually… Actually…"

She raised her head as if gathering courage, moved closer to Nightstar, looked directly into his eyes, and slowly said.

"I… I also, like Onee-chan, have fallen in love with you… Nightstar-kun…"

"So?"

"So… Your answer…"

"Still acting here?"

What Kaede Toyohama didn't expect was that Nightstar would raise his hand, pinch her cheek, and say with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

"Mai-senpai, although your acting is good, I saw through you from the moment I entered. You don't really think I can't tell who the soul inside my girlfriend's body is, do you?"

Seeing her disguise being exposed, Mai Sakurajima couldn't help but pout, with a hint of frustration in her eyes, while reverting to her original tone and expression.

"Seriously, I was seen through so early. I was planning to tease you."

"Isn't this a bonus?"

Hearing Nightstar's words, Mai Sakurajima couldn't help but smile, raise her hand, and rub his cheek, saying with a smile.

"Of course, it's a bonus. Although I don't know why, I'm still quite happy that you can always tell right away."

"As the number one ero-game shooter in Kyoto, this is just a small matter, greatness needs no explanation."

"Here we go again, huh?"

Mai Sakurajima first replied unhappily, then her eyes filled with a layer of misty water, gently wrapped her arms around Nightstar's neck, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in his ear.

"Now that we've switched back… Can we? I'm safe these next two days…"

"Here?"

Nightstar hesitated, saying falteringly.

"This is Toyohama-san's room. Isn't it a little inappropriate?"

"Still pretending? Isn't this what you want?"

Mai Sakurajima saw through Nightstar's true thoughts at a glance, then added.

"Besides, tonight, I'll take Kaede back to my house to stay. The Adolescence Syndrome has been resolved, but about the news… I still have to discuss with her how to handle it, and I need to contact my mother, her mother, too."

Nightstar also knew about the matter between Mai Sakurajima's mother and Kaede Toyohama's mother.

This news and public opinion incident was bound to have a great impact, there was no doubt about that.

"Logically speaking, your mother shouldn't have such a motive, after all, she still wants you to make a comeback, and this kind of news will more or less affect your image."

Mai Sakurajima nodded, agreeing.

"Yeah, I also think that the one who leaked this news is not my mother, but if that's the case, then it's…"

Saying this, Mai Sakurajima paused, with a complex look in her eyes, and muttered to herself.

"For the sake of that competitive spirit, she doesn't even consider her daughter's feelings… Kaede and I, we both live very hard lives…"