Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

"Yes."

Yexing nodded first, then slowly opened his mouth.

"When the time comes, there will be two women. One is called Nanfang Ritsu, and she wears glasses, has long black straight hair, and wears a black suit. The other is called Amane Suzuha, with flaxen hair, two pigtails, and a slender, tall figure. You don't need to pay attention to these two people, and you can even let them skip the security check at the entrance. They are all our own people."

"When Miss Nanfang Ritsu ties her hair into a high ponytail, that's the signal to start the operation."

"As for the target... to be honest, I don't know the other party's identity, nor do I know their abilities. Frankly speaking, this is not a plan that has a 100% certainty of not involving anyone on the scene, including you."

Speaking of this, Yexing paused and looked directly into Aoki Takeshi's eyes.

"Even so, are you still willing to assist?"

"This..."

This time, Aoki Takeshi didn't give a direct affirmative answer, but seemed a little hesitant.

"To tell you the truth, if it's to help you, I wouldn't hesitate for even half a second to risk my life, or even give it up. But this kind of risky plan... The wishes of the other supporters at the event are not something I am qualified to decide on my own."

Aoki Takeshi's personality is like this.

He is a kind person with a very high capacity for empathy, otherwise he wouldn't have gained the recognition of so many people and become the chairman of the 'Mask' fan club.

He himself is willing to sacrifice for the 'Mask's' plan, but the lives of the others... Is it really something he is qualified to decide?

"Mr. Mask..."

After several minutes, Aoki Takeshi finally raised his head to look at Yexing and asked, word by word.

"According to my understanding of you, if a resolution isn't made tomorrow, if tomorrow's operation is unsuccessful, or if no action is taken, it will definitely cause even greater losses, right?"

"That's right."

Yexing's voice also lacked any smile, and he replied very seriously.

"Since battle is inevitable, it's always better to have the initiative in our hands, with us planning and them being caught off guard, than to passively face the enemy when the time comes."

"Okay, I understand."

Aoki Takeshi took a deep breath, as if he had made some kind of determination, and said in a deep voice.

"I will hold the event as you said, I only hope... that not too many people will be implicated at that time."

"Don't worry."

Yexing waved his hand with a smile, saying something that made Aoki Takeshi feel both relieved and under increased pressure.

"Although the enemy's mental state isn't quite normal, the main people he wants to kill are definitely you and Suga Natsumi, so you can rest assured."

After Yexing left the shutter door with one hand and disappeared into the night, Aoki Takeshi finally sat down.

It was only at this time that he realized that his back was completely soaked with sweat.

"Is this the pressure of making a choice..."

Aoki Takeshi wiped the sweat from his forehead, a complex look on his face.

He is only cooperating with 'Mask' in one operation, and he already has to bear so much pressure in his heart, so what about the other party who has to make difficult choices every time... How has he managed to persevere until today?

Sure enough, not everyone is qualified to be a hero, even a hero who doesn't think he is a hero is the same.

......

The next afternoon, a great uproar had already been stirred up in Yokohama City.

Needless to say, the reason was naturally because 'Mask' and his assistants had issued a notice, just like last time in Nagoya. When the notice ended, the group had already descended upon this city, appearing in front of all the people, including the cameras.

Although some people felt doubt, wondering why 'Mask' had just taken action a few days ago, and now he had issued a notice again in such a short period of time, no one cared about this question.

Isn't it good to have a spectacle to watch?

It's Yokohama's turn this time.

As for that evil cult organization?

If 'Mask' says they are evil, then they must be, without a doubt.

Meanwhile, in Kyoto City, in an old apartment, a young man with a gloomy face, extremely pale complexion, and somewhat listless appearance was staring blankly at the screen on the television.

"Those are... their Soul Avatars..."

In the eyes of this man named Kawakami Kaoru, what appeared on the television was not just the strangely dressed 'Mask' and his companions with their highly expressive styles, but more importantly, the Soul Avatars following behind these people.

Kawakami Kaoru is the Apostle of the God of Death, and the true culprit behind the Tokyo serial murder case.

Soul Avatars cannot be faked.

Based on this alone, it can be determined that these people appearing in Yokohama City are indeed true spiritual power users.

Immediately afterward, Kawakami Kaoru picked up his phone, looked at the article signed by Suga Natsumi about today's unprecedentedly grand 'Mask' supporter fan club in Kyoto City, looked at Aoki Takeshi's photo on it, and revealed a twisted, crazy killing intent in his eyes, saying in a very eerie voice with a smile.

"Since that's the case, I'll get started without further ado."

Chapter 471: The Situation Is Out of Control, the God of Harem Has a Wonderful Plan

At the same time, inside the 'Mask' supporter fan club venue designated by Aoki Takeshi as the chairman.

"Mr. Aoki, renting such a large venue today... Isn't it a bit too extravagant and wasteful?"

Sawamura Sayuri looked at the luxurious venue, which, although attended by hundreds of people, still seemed somewhat empty, covering an area of nearly two thousand square meters, and even having two floors, and couldn't help but ask this question.

Sawamura Sayuri is Eriri's mother.

She is also a member of the 'Mask' fan club, but she herself doesn't have any special feelings for 'Mask'. She joined the fan club partly to pass the time, and partly because her daughter, Eriri, is a loyal supporter of 'Mask', and she can take advantage of her position to get the latest figures for her daughter at any time.

Of course, Sawamura Sayuri, as the wife of a diplomat, has also provided many conveniences for the daily operations of the 'Mask' fan club in Kyoto City, as well as special events like the one now.

"Not wasteful, not wasteful."

Aoki Takeshi put on a carefree smile and waved his hand to explain.

"After all, it's a special event, and this time, it also coincides with 'Mask' issuing a notice and punishing sinners. Look, how enthusiastic is everyone's discussion? If I had known this, we wouldn't have needed to arrange any segments. I feel like just watching the live TV broadcast and chatting together would be enough to make this event a complete success."

"Is that so..."

Sawamura Sayuri responded noncommittally, but looking at the smile on Aoki Takeshi's face, doubt had already arisen in her heart.

She could tell that the other party seemed to be hiding something from her.

Mr. Aoki is not good at lying.

Moreover, based on his personality, rather than wasting money to rent such a lavish venue, he should be using the donations collected by the fan club for practical purposes, such as donating to the families of victims or promoting "Masked". Why does he seem like a different person today?

There must be a hidden reason behind this, right?

In an unnoticed corner of the venue, Nango Higure, wearing a black and blue suit, glasses, and gloves, with her long black hair loose, stood with Amane Suzuha, who was dressed in cycling attire. They seemed to be chatting casually, but in reality, their attention was focused on the people inside the venue.

"Any discoveries?"

"Not yet."

Amane Suzuha shook her head, a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

"Speaking of which… are we really going to be able to deal with that guy with just the two of us? After all, we don't know the enemy's abilities, or how strong they are, and we have absolutely no information… That guy is really carefree, leaving these things to us…"

"It can't be helped."

Nango Higure said faintly while looking around at the environment and the participants in the venue.

"Although Menma, Tamamo-no-Mae, Kuchisake-onna, and Hachishaku-sama are still here, as spirits… they can't completely conceal their spiritual power. It would be fine if it were an ordinary psychic, but this time the enemy is arrogant but also truly cautious. If we alert him, all the arrangements for today will be in vain. So, the best plan is for the two of us to search for the enemy's trail first, and after confirming, then request their support."

"That's the only way."

Amane Suzuha nodded noncommittally, looking towards Suga Natsumi in the distance, who was holding a small notebook and conducting exclusive interviews with the "Masked" supporters who came to the event today. Noticing her very relaxed expression, which showed no flaws and carried a polite smile, she couldn't help but admire her from the bottom of her heart.

"Suga-san's mental fortitude… is really amazing. She clearly knows that she might be interviewing that perverted serial killer in the next second, and she's one of his assassination targets, but she doesn't show even a trace of tension. As expected of a crucial collaborator of Qualia Society."

Suga Natsumi naturally knew that today's event was just a cover, and the real purpose was to find the Apostle who committed a series of murders in Tokyo and heinous crimes in Kyoto.

Precisely because she knew this, her current performance made Amane Suzuha, who had undergone professional training and dared to face psychics with a human body, feel genuinely admired.

Knowing that she might die in the next second, not only did she not show any fear, but she used her identity as a media person to interview the people present one by one, in order to identify whether the target had appeared.

Even without any special powers, just this courage and intelligence are worthy of being recognized as a collaborator by Yozora.

"Excuse me, what are your thoughts on 'Masked's' recent actions…?"

Just as Suga Natsumi was halfway through her sentence, she recognized the other person's identity through the large sunglasses and a strand of blonde hair falling from under the brim of the hat.

"Sawamura-san?"

Hearing someone suddenly call out her name, Eriri, who was in disguise, panicked a little, and only after clearly seeing Suga Natsumi's face did she hesitantly ask.

"Um… are you…?"

"Sawamura-san, that's a bit much…"

Suga Natsumi pretended to be a little angry, but then couldn't help but smile.

"I'm Suga Natsumi, remember? We met when there was a kidnapping case at your school, don't you remember?"

"Suga-san?"

Eriri lowered her sunglasses and carefully looked at Suga Natsumi's face, feeling that it was indeed a little familiar.

Of course, she was too embarrassed to say that her attention was focused on Yozora at the time, and she didn't pay attention to the other person at all, let alone remember what they looked like.

However, as an analyst for "Masked", Eriri naturally knew Suga Natsumi's name. After all, this Suga-san was the first to publicly express support for "Masked", and one of the very few media people who did not criticize "Masked" after the Agutaya Kiyoto incident.

"Hello, hello."

Seeing that Eriri had also appeared on the scene, Suga Natsumi maintained a smile on her face, but her heart couldn't help but sink.

Why did this little girl come too?

You should know that today is not an ordinary event, but a disguised sting operation by Qualia Society.

What if this Sawamura-san gets implicated?

But since she's already here, Suga Natsumi couldn't possibly drive her out alone without confirming whether that perverted serial killer had arrived at the scene, otherwise, if she were to alert the snake, all her previous efforts would be in vain.

"Um… Sawamura-san."

Suga Natsumi's smile seemed a little stiff, and she responded casually.

"Then I won't disturb you any further…"

Just then, a familiar young girl's voice came from behind Suga Natsumi.

"Suga-san, Suga-san"

Suga Natsumi turned her head, and Nango Higure in the distance couldn't help but frown when she saw the girl standing there, muttering to herself.

"Why would this guy be here?"

Amane Suzuha looked at the girl with long princess-cut hair, a very cute appearance, but with a pair of strange black irises and white pupils, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Who is that? Do you know her?"

"Yeah, her name is Karyou Luo, she was our combat instructor for a while."

Nango Higure and Suga Natsumi had both been in contact with Karyou Luo during their special training on Nitou Island, and knew how terrifying the power contained in this seemingly slender and graceful body was.

In the past, they might have exchanged a few greetings with her, after all, although Karyou Luo didn't know Yozora's true identity, she was a collaborator in a sense.

But today… why are there so many variables?

This is not a good thing…

"Suga-san, weren't you supposed to come with Yozora today?"

Hearing this, the expressions of both Eriri and Suga Natsumi became a little interesting, the latter just barely smiling and asking back.

"Um… don't you have his contact information? Why don't you just contact him directly?"

Karyou Luo tilted her head slightly and replied with a smile.

"I can't get through on the phone, no one answers, so I simply came to Kyoto to find him."

Hearing this, Suga Natsumi didn't know how to retort for a moment.

Yozora is taking action, and since he is in front of the TV station's camera, it is definitely impossible for him to carry a mobile phone, otherwise, if the phone rings at that time, anyone who is interested only needs to check all the calls made during that time period, and they will know his true identity, right?