Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

The last time Yozora went to Kyoto Municipal Kindergarten, he also changed into an outfit that made it impossible for the Metropolitan Police Department members to determine his identity.

In order not to leave any traces, of course, he couldn't buy it in the real world.

Anyway, the Reverse Side can be bought for free, which is a great thing.

… …

Ten minutes later, inside a light luxury women's clothing store on the street.

Yotsuya Miko's dress is very simple.

A white, slim-fitting tracksuit that doesn't hinder combat, plus a long, light-colored trench coat, and a white mask covering the entire face with a few patterns engraved on it.

It's similar to Yozora's outfit last time. From head to toe, only the eyes and hair are exposed. In addition, Yotsuya Miko's figure is relatively tall, and it is difficult to distinguish between men and women from the appearance alone.

“Um… Miko, come in and help me.”

Hearing Futaba Rio calling her name from inside the fitting room, Yotsuya Miko immediately ran over and pushed the door open.

"What's wrong?"

Futaba Rio stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, her usually calm and composed face showing a rare look of panic, looking like she was about to cry but had no tears.

She turned around and pursed her lips.

“What should I do? I really can't cover it up.”

Looking at a certain very obvious part of Futaba Rio that could not be covered at all, Yotsuya Miko was speechless.

So, after all this fuss, that's what it's about?

Hehe…

I don't have such troubles.

Why do I suddenly feel a little sad?

However, this is indeed a very serious problem.

Yotsuya Miko's figure is not flat-chested. Compared with high school girls of the same age, she can even be considered above average.

However, as long as she wears a sports bra with a better restraining effect, plus the cover of the sportswear and jacket, she can still make others unable to tell at all.

And Futaba Rio…

Can't cover it, really can't cover it.

It's about to explode.

In fact, this is not a big problem, but for Futaba Rio, who strives for perfection, the fact that she can be judged as a woman from her appearance is already a failed disguise.

I never expected that the Phantom Troupe's first action would encounter such a problem.

Wearing too many clothes will affect the action, and wearing too few clothes will not cover it.

“Hiss… what should I do…”

Yotsuya Miko looked embarrassed and said cautiously.

“Or… ask the amazing Yozora?”

“This… this…”

Futaba Rio wanted to shake her head and refuse, but looking at her size that she couldn't cover up no matter what, the sense of responsibility to complete the mission finally overwhelmed the shyness in her heart, and she nodded lightly.

“Okay.”

Yotsuya Miko immediately turned around and whispered to the outside of the fitting room.

“Yozora, come in for a moment.”

Chapter 084 Futaba is guarding the tower, the development concept of psychic abilities

"What's wrong?"

When Yozora came to the door of the fitting room and saw Futaba Rio's amazing size that could not be covered up even when wearing a loose vest, he couldn't help but gasp.

“Hoh… you're really hiding it well.”

Yozora's exclamation came from the bottom of his heart.

He knew that Futaba Rio was hiding it well.

But he didn't expect it to be hidden so deeply!

Usually in school, wearing a school uniform and a white coat, you can only tell that she is quite large.

I never thought that after changing into loose sportswear, it would be so amazing, not inferior to Yurikawa Hana.

Why didn't you tell him such a big thing earlier?

Futaba Rio's pretty face blushed when she heard this, and she bit her silver teeth and said hatefully.

“I called you over to ask you to find a solution, not to stare at me with such a perverted gaze.”

The thing that Futaba Rio hates most in her life is her body being stared at by others.

But now Yozora not only looked at her, but also looked at her without concealing it, but she didn't feel any disgust at all.

Is it because the other party is very confident and doesn't peek, but looks at her openly, and doesn't make any malicious comments?

Or is it…

Is her standard for Yozora different from that for other men?

Futaba Rio shook her head and threw away the strange thoughts in her mind.

“What should I do? Do you know… do you know how to wrap… wrap that thing?”

“Wrap your chest?”

Yozora looked like he didn't like it.

“Miss Futaba, do you think I have breasts?”

“You are a boy, of course you don’t have them.”

“That’s great, I don’t have breasts, where can I learn to wrap my chest?”

Futaba Rio was stunned for a moment, then stomped her feet and said anxiously.

“Aren’t you able to devour the memories of the evil spirits before they died? You can even pick locks, why can’t you wrap a chest?”

“I said, you are being unreasonable.”

Yozora rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders.

“Among normal women, not many know how to wrap their chests, not to mention that your size is so amazing, I'm afraid it can't be solved by ordinary means.”

Listening to him discussing her body so bluntly, Futaba Rio felt that her head was about to emit steam.

But listening to Yozora's tone, which was very matter-of-fact, like a purely academic discussion, Futaba Rio didn't know what to say.

“But…”

Yozora recalled a spicy girl student in Class A of the first year, whose golden hair was dyed bright pink at the ends and looked very well-behaved, and changed the subject.

“There should be someone in our class who knows, she likes to dress up as anime characters, she should be very professional in this area.”

Yotsuya Miko said in a calm tone, giving an accurate complaint.

“Lure her into the Overlimit Club?”

Yozora smiled and waved his hand.

“There’s no need for that, I’ll ask her for advice when spring break is over.”

“Oh, is that so…”

Futaba Rio nodded subconsciously, suddenly reacted, covered her chest with both hands, and said angrily.

“If… if you go to learn, doesn’t that mean that in the future, when I wrap it, it will be… will you wrap it for me?”

“Hey, don’t worry.”

Yozora stepped forward and patted Futaba Rio on the shoulder, saying earnestly.

“It’s all for protecting Kyoto, I won’t care about you taking advantage of me.”

Futaba Rio and Yotsuya Miko shook their heads at the same time, thinking that Yozora was so abstract no matter what.

“Then what should we do this time?”

Yotsuya Miko pondered for a moment, and then tentatively said.

“Why don’t… you go back and wait for us? Just right, you can also protect Hachishaku, so that she won’t be disturbed by other evil spirits while maintaining the ‘door’.”

Futaba Rio sighed helplessly.

“Oh, that’s the only way.”

Futaba Rio had calculated everything, but she had overlooked this point.

The Overlimit Club’s first official confrontation with the Metropolitan Police Department, taking the famous sword Onimaru Kunitsuna, such an important and earth-shattering action that is about to shake the entire Sakura Province.

The reason why she can’t participate in it is because the size is too exaggerated!

Futaba Rio didn’t know how to explain it to Yuigahama Yui after going back.

Painful, really painful.

Embarrassing, really embarrassing.

After sending Futaba Rio back upstairs again, watching her pass through the “door” and return to the real world, Yotsuya Miko took a deep breath, and a few traces of nervousness appeared in the golden pupils under the pure white mask.

“Let’s go.”

Hearing Yozora’s words, Yotsuya Miko was slightly stunned, looking at the black casual clothes he was wearing, and asked doubtfully.

“Don’t you need to change your clothes?”

“I’ll show you something cool later, you can learn it too.”

“Oh, okay.”

… …

Twenty minutes later, in a small alley in the Reverse Side, nearly two kilometers away from the Kyoto Municipal Museum.

“We’re here.”

Looking at the door in front of him that was emitting black mist, Yozora said lightly, then looked at Yotsuya Miko beside him and smiled.

“Although you can’t use the aura of evil spirits to construct weapons, according to Bai Mu’s current power, you should be able to…”

Speaking of this, Yozora took a step forward.

"Whoosh."

Yotsuya Miko heard a faint sound of wind in her ears.

She saw the surface of Yozora's body wrapped in a layer of constantly burning and twisting flames that revealed a deep darkness.

Looking closely, she could see that the black thing was not a so-called flame.

But a kind of power that was so rich that it was similar to the black mist that permeated the Reverse Side.

The mist, like a black flame, formed a set of pure black clothes in a matter of seconds, replacing the casual clothes Yozora was originally wearing.

And a pure black mask without any patterns, only revealing his eyes, slowly covered his face.

“Do you understand?”

Yozora, who had changed into this outfit and was completely different from before, looked at Yotsuya Miko and asked lightly.

The latter shook her head very honestly.

“I don’t understand.”

“Your comprehension is not high, classmate Yotsuya.”

Yozora was like a kind and patient teacher, guiding Yotsuya Miko’s thinking with questions, and slowly said.

“First of all, let’s clarify one point. As a spiritualist, the soul’s visualization can freely choose whether to appear in front of ordinary people, and after appearing, it can cause harm to ordinary people, you can understand that, right?”

“Yes, I can understand.”