Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

"I can see that, but with Ayaka's brilliance ahead, I dare not mess around… Wait a moment."

Ye Xing looked at Totsuka Ayaka and slowly said.

"You… should still be a boy, right?"

"Eh?"

Totsuka Ayaka looked bewildered, tilting her head slightly.

"Of course, I'm a boy. What do you mean 'still'? I've always been a boy."

The noisy sound of electricity rang in Ye Xing's ears again, and the scene in front of him began to blur, as if he had returned to that day when he first met Urushibara Luka.

"My name is Urushibara Luka. I'm a boy and work at the family's ancestral shrine."

"My name is Urushibara Luka. I am a shrine maiden."

Two voices, with the same tone but completely opposite content, sounded at the same time.

And there was also a faint voice, which Ye Xing could barely hear, yet somehow knew what it was saying, a voice indistinguishable in gender, whispering in his ear.

"Which one… is the reality you observed?"

Faced with this confusing question, and the deceptive scenes and sounds before his eyes and in his ears, Ye Xing didn't hesitate for even half a second, and answered without hesitation.

"Of course, it's the shrine maiden."

"Why? Clearly, the first time you…"

Ye Xing directly interrupted the mysterious voice, righteously and solemnly saying.

"Because… I am the God of Harems."

The mysterious voice was silent for a long time, as if it didn't know how to respond to Ye Xing's words, and finally only said a sentence with unclear meaning.

"The world line is changing from this moment… You will pay for this…"

"Pay your mother."

Just as the mysterious voice was about to finish speaking, Ye Xing's eyes suddenly recovered from their confusion, the noisy sound of electricity disappeared, and the vision in front of him was no longer blurred, but turned into a distorted picture and colors, like layers superimposed together.

He didn't even turn his head, just a huge pale ghost hand emerged from behind him, grabbing towards the direction the voice came from.

"Crack."

The pale ghost hand grabbed, and with the sound of flesh being torn, a tentacle-like thing appeared between the sharp fingernails of its index finger and thumb.

Ye Xing slightly opened his mouth, and the tentacle transformed into a colorful spiritual power, changing colors and looking very gorgeous, and was swallowed into his stomach.

"You… Why…"

The mysterious voice was still ringing, but it was clearly filled with a bit of fear.

"Why are you attacking me…"

"Just attacking, just attacking."

Ye Xing first said with a strange tone, then scanned the surrounding environment and said with a chuckle.

"I don't know what you are, but I can be sure that you are definitely not human, always creating such an environment…"

"I'm very annoyed."

"You… You bastard…"

After having a tentacle torn off, the owner of the voice was clearly somewhat afraid of Ye Xing.

"Oh, let me mention something."

Ye Xing scanned the surroundings, continuing to search for traces of the mysterious voice's owner, saying word by word.

"The gods who dared to bark at me, except for a certain golden goat head, all died in the end, you…"

"Are the next one."

…

From the outside, only half a second had passed.

Noticing the genuine smile of joy suddenly appearing on Ye Xing's face, Kitagawa Marin and Kawasaki Saki exchanged glances, cautiously asking.

"Hey… Why are you suddenly smiling? It's kind of creepy…"

"It's nothing."

Ye Xing waved his hand, smiling and saying.

"I just discovered a new delicacy, the taste is really good."

Kitagawa Marin and Kawasaki Saki both knew what Ye Xing was referring to as a delicacy. To change the subject, Kitagawa Marin looked at the beautiful-looking female college student, whose eyes revealed a sense of kindness, and who had a smile on her face, and proactively introduced herself.

"Hello, my name is Kitagawa Marin, my activity name during cosplay is…"

"I know you."

The female college student nodded with a smile.

"My name is Amané Yuki, I'm also a coser. I've seen pictures of you cosplaying online, very accurate, and I can also see your passion for cosplay. I've always wanted to do a cosplay with you."

"Amané… Yuki?"

The moment they heard this name, Kawasaki Saki and Kitagawa Marin immediately thought of that person who also had the surname Amané, who came from the future, and claimed to be a warrior…

Amané Suzuha.

Two people who both have such a rare surname, could it be a simple coincidence?

Ye Xing didn't dwell on this question.

He had already confirmed that when Leixejining selected the chess pieces for deception, he specifically screened out Amané Suzuha, who had no excessive interaction with him and others, and would not cause any impact on the world line change.

Besides, the Amané Suzuha currently in the Overload Club is not the Amané Suzuha from the future on this world line. After the world line changes, it's hard to say whether there will even be an Amané Suzuha.

Furthermore… it's too early to consider this question now.

He can't just assume that every pretty girl he sees will definitely join his luxurious harem package, right?

The CP head Yugami, who was in the Overload Club building, eating snacks: "I have no objections."

"Ye Xing, I've also seen your cosplay photos."

Amané Yuki was clearly the kind of person who was relatively good at socializing, and her voice was soft and sweet, making people feel very comfortable.

"The accuracy of your 'Mask' cosplay is really high. It's practically like the real person appearing. Because of your cosplay, no one dares to cosplay 'Mask' at larger events anymore. After all, with perfection already achieved, a coser who can't surpass it will have their enthusiasm crushed."

"It's best if no one cosplays it."

Nightstar replied nonchalantly.

"'Mask' isn't a game or anime character. It's a character that exists in the real world. What's the point of recreating it in reality? It's better to just watch the highlights."

Upon hearing this, Avanon Yuzuki remained noncommittal.

"Is that how you see it...? It seems that although you've done cosplay, you're not particularly interested in cosplay itself."

"Indeed, I'm not interested at all."

Nightstar didn't hide it, speaking bluntly.

"I'm interested in Kitagawa Marin because I like her, so I'm willing to participate in cosplay events with her. But if you're talking about me personally, I don't have any particular interest in cosplay."

Upon hearing these words, the area fell silent. After a few seconds, Ferris looked at Kitagawa Marin, whose pretty face was flushed red and looked somewhat shy, her pupils dilated, and praised her from the bottom of her heart.

"Bold... such a bold direct confession..."

Kitagawa Marin gently poked Nightstar's shoulder, looking a little embarrassed.

"You... you're saying such things in front of so many people... You should say it after we get back."

Nightstar spoke with confidence, as if stating something normal.

"Just say it if you want to. What's there to be embarrassed about? If you like someone, you like them."

Kitagawa Marin's face turned even redder upon hearing this, but she was clearly also very happy.

Expressing whatever's on his mind might be a flaw to outsiders, but to her and Kawasaki Saki and other girls...

...it's an advantage even more attractive than Nightstar's appearance.

At this moment, Kitagawa Marin noticed that Urushihara Ruka seemed a little down. Thinking that she was still upset about the outrageous question Nightstar had asked earlier, she quickly tried to comfort her.

"Ruka... don't be angry... Actually, Nightstar didn't mean it that way..."

"Huh?"

Urushihara Ruka came back to her senses and quickly waved her hands, saying.

"No, no, no, I'm not angry with Nightstar. It's just that I've encountered some things recently... I'm sorry for letting you see me in such a state."

"Encountered some things? Can we help?"

"This..."

Urushihara Ruka looked hesitant and conflicted. After a while, she mustered her courage and lowered her voice.

"Actually... haven't I told you that I work as a shrine maiden at the shrine passed down in my family...? And then... recently, fewer and fewer people have been coming to worship. Some people even say that they were fine at first, but after returning home from worshiping at our shrine, they suddenly fell seriously ill. Some people also say... that the thing enshrined in our shrine... is an evil god..."

"Uh..."

Kitagawa Marin and Kawasaki Saki exchanged glances, and then the two girls' gazes simultaneously turned to Nightstar.

"Oh, isn't this a coincidence? It's right up our alley."

Nightstar reached out to put his arm around Urushihara Ruka's shoulder, but when he saw the fiery gazes of Kawasaki Saki and Kitagawa Marin, he belatedly realized that Urushihara Ruka was now a girl.

And then...

He even more firmly put his arm around her shoulder, looked at Urushihara Ruka, whose face was slightly red and whose eyes were filled with a shy mist, and who didn't dare to meet his eyes, and slowly said.

"It just so happens that we are professional exorcists."

"Exorcists? Are you really capable of it?"

Urushihara Ruka's face lit up upon hearing this, and she subconsciously raised her head, but when her eyes met Nightstar's smiling eyes, she quickly lowered her head like a frightened deer, shyly saying.

"Um... we originally thought about finding someone to perform an exorcism... but if the people of the shrine go to find someone else to perform an exorcism, if this gets out... you should be able to understand my concerns..."

"Yeah, I understand."

Normally, people who encounter problems go to the shrine to worship, seeking the shrine's shrine maiden or some kind of divine messenger to exorcise evil spirits.

If Urushihara Ruka really went to find someone from outside to perform an exorcism, who would come to her family's shrine to worship after that got out?

"Speaking of shrines..."

Nightstar picked up his phone and sent a text message.

"Don't mention it, I have an acquaintance who is a professional shrine maiden."

Chapter 432: The Evil Sword Inside the Willow Forest Shrine, the Shrine Management of a Professional Exorcist

Two hours later, at dusk, Urushihara Ruka's home, which is also her workplace, at the gate of a shrine called Willow Forest.

"You must be Urushihara Ruka?"

Miyamizu Mitsuha, who was dressed in plain clothes, had already taken the train and was waiting expectantly at the shrine gate, happy to be able to participate in the Occult Club's activities again.

"Hello, my name is Miyamizu Mitsuha, and I am... no, I used to be a shrine maiden."

Urushihara Ruka pursed her lips, carefully extended her hand, lightly shook hands with Miyamizu Mitsuha, and also bowed slightly, her words full of politeness and restraint.

"Miyamizu-senpai... hello."

Kitagawa Marin, who was standing beside her, smiled and said.

"Urushihara-san, we're both second-years, there's no need to use honorifics."

"No, it's not like that."

Urushihara Ruka shook her head, looking very serious, and said in a solemn tone.

"Although I am about the same age as Miyamizu-san, she is indeed my senior in terms of enshrining gods and managing the shrine."

"Enshrining gods..."

Hearing this word, Miyamizu Mitsuha couldn't help but glance to the side.