Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

#661 - Section 661

Sitting next to Yahoshi, Yurikawa Hana suddenly felt nervous, a sense of unease washing over her. At the same time, she felt her cheeks burning, and she couldn't help but raise a hand to her forehead, looking bewildered.

"I feel so strange... I think I'm getting sick. Could you get me a thermometer? I think I have a fever."

"No... you don't have a fever..."

Even the usually oblivious Yachishaku-sama could see that Yurikawa Hana's face was flushed red after sitting next to Yozora, her movements were clumsy, and her usually energetic demeanor was gone, replaced by nervousness. She finally realized something was wrong.

Besides...

Your life energy is already gathering into the shape of a heart, you know!

Does anyone in this world really have such a slow wit!?

"You..."

Yachishaku-sama sighed with a hint of helplessness.

"It's too much effort to communicate with you directly. I'll just call out the Rice Bucket."

"Okay..."

Yurikawa Hana didn't understand what was happening. Like a lamb in a strange environment, she didn't dare to ask questions and obediently summoned her Soul's True Self, the Rice Bucket.

"Hi hi hi, Rice Bucket is here!"

Seeing Rice Bucket's energetic entrance, Menma didn't exchange many pleasantries. She simply pointed at Yozora sitting there and tentatively asked.

"Rice Bucket... what do you think of Yozora-oniichan...?"

"Yozora-kun?"

Rice Bucket glanced at Yozora sitting there, ran over, put her arm around his neck, and kissed him playfully on the cheek. She even rubbed her fair cheek against Yozora's face, smiling as she said.

"I like him the most, just like I like Menma and Anaru, but it's not the same kind of like. It's the kind of like where I want to kiss, hug, and lift him up high every day."

"Eh!?"

Hearing Rice Bucket's words and seeing their intimate actions, Yurikawa Hana couldn't help but look shocked.

"Ah?"

Seeing Yurikawa Hana's reaction, Rice Bucket was also stunned.

"Isn't... isn't that what you really think in your heart?"

"This... this... kiss, hug... you... you mean..."

Yurikawa Hana was almost speechless, stammering.

"I... we... we... like Yozora-kun?"

Rice Bucket looked incredulous, her lips slightly parted.

"Haven't you... haven't you realized it all along?"

"No..."

"Then let me ask you, why does your heart race and your face burn every time you get close to Yozora?"

"I..."

Yurikawa Hana hesitated, muttering softly.

"I thought... it was because I was too afraid of him. Didn't the books say... when people encounter dangerous situations, their blood flow accelerates and their heart beats faster? I thought it was because I was too afraid of him, so I had this reaction..."

After Yurikawa Hana said these words, the room fell silent.

After more than ten seconds, Rice Bucket gave a thumbs up, looking at Yurikawa Hana with a mixture of emotions.

"I really struck gold when I found an owner like you."

Menma couldn't help but mutter.

"Hana... your slowness... it's beyond words..."

Even the knowledgeable Kyoto's number one ero-game player, the strongest exorcist in history, the god of harems, was shocked by Yurikawa Hana's naivety.

Yozora originally thought that Yurikawa Hana was still preparing to confess because she was shy and had been through too many things lately. After all, with her personality, she wouldn't be like Touma and Setsuna or Yukinoshita Yukino, who would still be stubborn even though they already liked someone.

But what he never expected was...

The option of romantic love simply didn't exist in Yurikawa Hana's brain?

Is there some kind of magical thought filter?

Rice Bucket thought that she was lucky to be here. Otherwise, how long would it take for Yurikawa Hana to realize her and her own feelings for Yozora-kun?

"So... so I..."

Yurikawa Hana, as the person involved, also showed a look of sudden realization. At this moment, she didn't dare to look directly into Yozora's eyes.

"But..."

Yurikawa Hana lowered her head, looking somewhat shy.

"Is there any connection between my feelings for Yozora-kun and increasing my power...?"

"There's a big connection."

The super social butterfly, Yachishaku-sama, began her practiced explanation.

"The boss's constitution is quite special. He's neither purely human nor a spirit. If I really had to describe it, it would be a humanoid creature made up of spirit power. This description should be quite accurate."

Yurikawa Hana nodded as if she understood, but didn't interrupt, obediently waiting for the rest.

"Ahem."

Yachishaku-sama paused for a moment before continuing.

"Logically speaking, although you spirit users possess special powers, your constitution is still human. You can't directly increase your power by devouring spirits. But the boss's constitution is like a converter. The power he possesses can be absorbed by spirit users with human constitutions, but only through certain special methods..."

Yurikawa Hana tentatively asked.

"So... devouring Yozora-kun's flesh?"

"Flesh is not an option."

Yachishaku-sama waved her hands repeatedly, looking fearful.

"Not to mention you, even spirits will explode and die if they try to devour the boss's flesh, because they can't contain the high-intensity spirit power. So, the power contained in the boss's flesh is too strong, so we can only settle for second best... or rather, something even better, a hundred times more delicious."

Upon hearing these words, especially when Yachishaku-sama said the word 'delicious', Yurikawa Hana and Rice Bucket seemed to be triggered, showing excitement and curiosity, and quickly asked.

"What exactly is it?"

"Ahem."

Yachishaku-sama looked profound, as if she had said all she could, grabbed Menma's hand, and looked at Yozora sitting there.

"Boss, next... I'll leave it to you. We'll take our leave first."

After Yachishaku-sama and Menma left the room, looking at Rice Bucket and Yurikawa Hana's expectant expressions, although the current situation would be very awkward and difficult to say for a normal person, fortunately...

Yozora wasn't a normal person.

"Have you ever drunk milk?"

"Milk?"

Rice Bucket and Yurikawa Hana looked at each other, both with puzzled expressions.

"Of course we've drunk it, but milk alone... wouldn't be considered a particularly delicious food, right?"

Yozora took Rice Bucket's hand, guided her to kneel in front of him, looked at Rice Bucket's cute face, and slowly said.

"You will understand everything."

...

Late that night.

Yurikawa Hana's orange short hair was a little messy, even her hair clip had shifted. Her clothes were a bit disheveled, and she tiptoed, took out her key, and opened the door to her room.

Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she saw Menma and Yachishaku-sama gathered in her room the moment she turned on the light.

"Eh? Everyone... why is everyone...?"

"Quick, quick, Hana."

Menma ran over, grabbed Yurikawa Hana's hand, pulled her to the bedside to sit down, and then, like Yachishaku-sama, showed a very expectant and curious look.

"Describe it in detail."

Yurikawa Hana's pretty face flushed red, and she muttered softly.

"D-describe what...?"

Yachishaku-sama patted Yurikawa Hana on the shoulder, like an understanding older sister.

"Of course, describe that. Don't worry, we're both experienced and can guide you."

"This..."

Yurikawa Hana seemed a little shy, but couldn't resist Menma and Yachishaku-sama's questioning, so she could only mutter softly.

"A-at first, Yozora-kun made... made Rice Bucket kneel there, and then made Rice Bucket s-s-suck..."

"What about you? What about you?"

Although Menma hadn't experienced it many times, she was still a young girl at heart. At this time, she was like a child who had experienced a game before their friends, eager to show off her gaming experience, impatiently.

"You weren't just watching from the side, were you?"

"That's not true..."

Yurikawa Hana's face turned redder and redder.

"I... I was kissing Yozora-kun..."

"Whoa."

Hearing this description, Yachishaku-sama and Menma couldn't help but imagine the scene.

Hmm...

As expected of Kyoto's number one ero-game player, one on top and one on the bottom, playing it really wild.

"And then what?"

Menma was very curious about what happened next.

"Did you take the final step?"

"The final step?"

Although Yurikawa Hana was naive, she still had a basic understanding of this, not to the point where she thought kissing would lead to pregnancy like Kaguya Shinomiya and Maki Shijo.

She belatedly realized: "Too... too delicious, I forgot."

Menma and Yachishaku-sama: "... Just kept drinking milk, drinking for so long?"

"That's not true... changed positions..."

"What kind of position?"

Yurikawa Hana was too shy to even look up, so she could only gesture with her hands.

"Yozora-kun had me replace Rice Bucket kneeling there, and then he..."

After Yurikawa Hana's several minutes of description, Menma and Yachishaku-sama finally understood what the specific position was.

O丨O。

Hearing this description, Menma frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

"Strange... Yozora-oniichan never used this with me..."

Yachishaku-sama glanced at Menma's chest, then pointed to Yurikawa Hana's size, which was about to burst her shirt, and said speechlessly.

"I hope you have a clear understanding of your figure."