Chapter 180: Scouting During a Date, An Encounter with Kyoto's Number One Iron Fist
Feeling the bizarre power fluctuation in the air gradually dissipate, Yoru began to ponder secretly in his heart.
Itomori Town... Miyamizu Mitsuha bearing the duty of a Miko...
Is Miyamizu Mitsuha a spirit medium?
Perhaps.
But the scene just now, and that red silk thread looming in the air, observable only by spirit mediums and representing the power of that god, all pointed to one thing.
Exchanging lives with a handsome guy living in Tokyo was indeed Miyamizu Mitsuha's wish, but it wasn't the true motive for that god's action.
To analyze the reason, might as well first imagine: if no accidents occurred, and he really exchanged bodies with Miyamizu Mitsuha every few days, what kind of situation would arise?
He... living as Miyamizu Mitsuha.
In this process, he would get to know the residents of Itomori Town, and also Miyamizu Mitsuha's family.
Gradually...
Develop feelings for Itomori Town.
"So that's how it is."
Thinking of this, Yoru had already understood the reason for the whole matter.
"A cry for help from a god... truly novel."
It was hard to say who was stronger between the god worshipped by the Miyamizu family in Itomori Town and the god manipulating the weather. After all, Yoru hadn't tasted... hadn't seen either.
But one thing was certain.
The god worshipped by the Miyamizu family for generations, although having a peculiar fetish for drinking maidens' Kuchikamizake (mouth-chewed sake), still belonged to the good faction, truly protecting all the residents of Itomori Town.
The problem was.
Why didn't this BYD seek out Light Yagami?
Light Yagami is also a handsome guy, and genuinely lives in the city of Tokyo.
This god is also quite improper, what's the meaning of this?
Disliking Light Yagami for being weak?
Must wait until he came to Tokyo, fulfilling the condition of a handsome guy living in Tokyo, before playing these fancy tricks?
Must have this sense of ceremony?
Isn't this having too much free time.
Just as Yoru was pondering, another fluctuation suddenly came from the air.
The red silk thread gathered into a ball and slowly approached him.
"Oh? Want to play hardball with bro?"
Yoru revealed a kind smile, excitement showing in his eyes.
"Since that's the case, let me taste a part of you first..."
Unexpectedly for him, the next second, the red silk thread gently fell to the ground and gathered into a small humanoid shape.
Moreover...
It actually struck a Dogeza (prostration) pose.
It even came with a sentence formed by the red silk thread next to it, with crooked lettering.
"Please, please~"
Yoru: ".... Acting cute?"
"Please, please ma~"
"Adding a 'ma' at the end and using this sickeningly spoiled tone won't change anything."
"Please, please ya~"
"I told you... it's not a matter of modal particles..."
Even Yoru felt speechless at the abstractness of this god.
But thinking carefully, this was actually a good thing.
Due to the special nature of his constitution, Miyamizu Mitsuha's soul couldn't complete the exchange with him.
Even so, this god was still persevering. After sending Miyamizu Mitsuha's soul back first, it came to negotiate with him again.
This was enough to prove that the opponent belonged to the good faction, standing on the side of humans.
It also proved that in the opponent's eyes, only he possessed the aptitude to save Itomori Town.
"Since that's the case..."
Yoru smiled and spoke.
"Let's talk."
"I can do my best to save the residents of Itomori Town."
"In exchange, you have to tell me the method to find that guy manipulating the weather."
"How about it?"
The red thread scattered on the ground paused for a long time. Finally, moving without wind, accompanied by the crisp and pleasant sound of a wind chime, it formed a line of small text.
"Contract established."
"Go to Itomori Town, find the Miyamizu family."
In the next second, the red silk thread gradually dissipated and disappeared into the air.
....
Morning, Shibuya Commercial Pedestrian Street.
"This place... is Shibuya..."
Kawasaki Saki looked at the endless stream of traffic, the gathering crowds, the enthusiastic atmosphere, her ears filled with people's laughter and merchants' promotional advertisements, and the commercial pedestrian street lined with tall buildings on both sides. An excited light couldn't help but shine in her eyes.
"Can we not act like country bumpkins entering the city?"
Hearing Yoru's complaint, Kawasaki Saki finally came back to her senses. Her pretty face flushed red, and she gritted her silver teeth lightly.
"So... so noisy, I haven't been to Tokyo before. Seeing it for the first time, of course I'd find it very lively, just praising it."
Yoru examined the lively crowds around and smiled casually.
"I still prefer Kyoto."
"Eh? Why?"
Kawasaki Saki couldn't help raising a smile, teasing.
"Could it be, you are the kind of person who likes a quiet environment? Can't tell."
"Not really."
Yoru smiled and shook his head, staring straight into Kawasaki Saki's eyes, and said softly.
"Because in the first year of Sobu High in Kyoto, there is my favorite Kawasaki Saki-san."
Kawasaki Saki froze for a moment upon hearing this. When she reacted, her whole face flushed completely red, and steam was about to rise from her head.
"Th... th... you... you..."
"Alright, let's go."
Having just executed a straight ball attack, Yoru, who didn't even have a skill cooldown, smiled nonchalantly and walked straight forward.
Kawasaki Saki pursed her lips, her face flushed red, and silently followed beside him.
On the commercial pedestrian street of Shibuya, there were many young people with outstanding appearances and fashionable dresses.
Although the appearances of Yoru and Kawasaki Saki were both very eye-catching, they only attracted some curious gazes, nothing more.
While walking, Kawasaki Saki looked at the shops on both sides of the road and the large screens playing advertising slogans, feeling dazzled, not knowing where to put her sight.
Tokyo is indeed different from Kyoto...
"This shop looks not bad."
Hearing Yoru's words, Kawasaki Saki came back to her senses and found that unknowingly, she had followed the opponent into a women's clothing store.
"Hello, the two of you. May I ask which one of you wants to buy clothes?"
Facing the smiling salesperson, Yoru returned the smile.
"Of course it's her. Could it be me?"
"Okay, understood."
Before Kawasaki Saki could react, Yoru sat down directly on the resting sofa of the women's clothing store with lightning speed, waving his hand casually.
"Go pick quickly, buy whatever you like, I'll pay."
"Eh? Is this okay..."
Seeing Kawasaki Saki's hesitant look, Yoru said carelessly.
"It doesn't matter. Besides, you dressing nicely can also provide me with emotional value and please my mood, which is also an important part of club activities."
"Tch, what a conceited guy, thinking of himself as an emperor?"
Kawasaki Saki muttered softly. She didn't continue being polite with Yoru and followed the salesperson to the women's clothing area to pick her favorite clothes.
"Hmm, this one... seems a bit too flashy... this one is a bit too revealing..."
Kawasaki Saki carefully deliberated on which clothes to buy, ultimately seeking the shop assistant's advice.
"Are there any that are not too revealing and not too flashy?"
"Hmm... based on your style..."
To be able to open a clothing store on the most prosperous commercial pedestrian street in Shibuya, the professional quality of the salespeople here was naturally beyond words.
The opponent examined Kawasaki Saki's exquisite face, tall model-like figure, and that cold, unapproachable aura, smiling and proposing a suggestion.
"How about a slightly more androgynous style? It should suit you very well."
"Androgynous..."
Through the gaps in those clothes, Kawasaki Saki stole a glance at Yoru, who was resting boringly at the door of the shop. She pursed her lips, her eyes flickering.
"I... don't really want to dress in an androgynous style."
"Oh~ I see~"
Seeing Kawasaki Saki's expression, the salesperson instantly realized.
It seemed the opponent and the boy sitting at the shop door weren't lovers.
But, there was somewhat that kind of intention.
Only in this situation would she not want to dress in an androgynous style.
Hoping the opponent views her as a romantic prospect?
"I understand."
The salesperson showed an understanding expression and said softly.
"Since that's the case, then I recommend this set for you...."
....
Twenty minutes later.
"So slow."
Yoru sat on the sofa at the shop door, observing the crowds coming and going on the pedestrian street.
From the time they entered the shop, a total of 21 minutes and 27 seconds had passed.
Converted, that's 1287 seconds.
And within these 1287 seconds, a total of 713 pedestrians passed through Yoru's field of vision.
As expected of the most prosperous Shibuya commercial pedestrian street in Tokyo city, this foot traffic could be said to be very terrifying.
And among these 713 pedestrians, there wasn't a single one that made Yoru feel the existence of abnormality.
As expected.
Wanting to use this method to find the one or more powerful evil spirits hidden in this area is still somewhat difficult.
Even if lurking in a human body, according to Rio's analysis, a target possessing intelligence no less than a human's wouldn't stroll casually on the street.
"Um..."
Just as Yoru was pondering, Kawasaki Saki's slightly twisting voice came from behind.
He turned his head, and catching his eye was Kawasaki Saki, wearing a black dress paired with a short jacket, still wearing her hair in a high ponytail, but her overall temperament seemed much softer under the change of clothes.
"What... what do you... think?"
"Mmhmm, looks great, suits you very well."
Listening to Yoru's undisguised praise, while the salesperson breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Kawasaki Saki's both shy and somewhat twistingly joyful appearance, she couldn't help sighing in her heart.
Youth, is truly great.
....
After settling the bill and packing the newly bought clothes, when Yoru and Kawasaki Saki were preparing to leave the shop, the salesperson suddenly chased after them, handing over an exquisite small box, and smiled.
"Sir, this is a complimentary gift for spending in our shop, please accept it."
Yoru took the box, opened it, and found a silver necklace inside, which, although not looking very expensive, was very exquisite.
"What a pity, if it were a nail it would be great, just right the tools on hand are almost used up."
"Uh..."
Hearing this, the salesperson's face stiffened.
Silver nail?
She stole a glance at Kawasaki Saki, seeing the opponent's face showing an unsurprised expression, she was terrified in her heart.
Current young people...
Are playing this kind of play now?
Isn't the taste a bit too heavy?
But thinking carefully...
It seems that in that aspect, the group with special hobbies like dripping wax or putting balls in mouths is exactly this kind of girl who looks very strong on the outside but actually wants to be controlled.
Too terrifying.
"Um... this necklace, it's women's style."
The salesperson gave Kawasaki Saki a hinting look and said this sentence.
Kawasaki Saki didn't understand at first.
When the shop assistant turned around and went back into the shop, Kawasaki Saki finally reacted. Looking at the small box held in Yoru's hand and the women's necklace placed inside, her pretty face instantly turned red.
So it's like this.
No wonder when the shop assistant gave the box, she didn't hand it to her, but to Yoru.
Turns out it was an assist!
Kawasaki Saki looked at Yoru, her exquisite face bearing twisting and shyness. She pursed her lips and said softly.
"Um... can you help me put it on?"
"Mmhmm... sure."
Yoru smiled and nodded, took the silver necklace out of the box, undid the small clasp on it, held one side with each hand, and circled it around Kawasaki Saki's slender and white neck.
An intimate action like putting on a necklace naturally involves some skin-to-skin contact.
Kawasaki Saki's skin tone was considered very fair.
At this time, it revealed a shy light pink. She no longer held her head high, intimidating people from approaching like in school, but lowered her head, looking shy.
"It's on."
Hearing Yoru's smiling voice, Kawasaki Saki felt the coldness of the necklace coming from her neck and collarbone, and the residual temperature of the opponent's palm on her skin, not knowing if it was psychological effect or from the physical contact just now. A smile couldn't help rising on the corner of her lips. She raised her head and said.
"Does it look good...."
Halfway through speaking, Kawasaki Saki noticed someone behind Yoru and instantly froze.
An extremely familiar voice came from there.
"Kawasaki-san, and... Yoru?"
Hearing this familiar voice, Yoru already knew who was standing behind him.
He turned his head, looked at Hiratsuka Shizuka, who had a shocked face and was wearing casual clothes, and complained.
"Shizuka-chan, how come you also have a role in this trip to Tokyo?"
Hiratsuka Shizuka shook her head helplessly and sighed.
"I'm the one who finds it outrageous, how could there be such a coincidence."
"Stalker?"
"Of course not."
Hiratsuka Shizuka looked rotten, but Kawasaki Saki could clearly see the extremely obvious look of pleasant surprise flashing in her eyes when she saw Yoru.
No wonder.
After all, Yoru was the most excellent student in Sobu High; being favored by the homeroom teacher was also a very normal thing.
"By the way, Shizuka-chan."
Yoru suddenly stepped forward and stared carefully at Hiratsuka Shizuka's face.
The latter froze for a moment, her gaze subconsciously dodging, her hand nervously rubbing her long hair.
"Wh... what's the matter?"
"The hotel you are staying at in Tokyo?"
"Yeah."
Hiratsuka Shizuka pointed to the hotel building not far away, outside the commercial street, and smiled.
"I'm staying there, it only takes about ten minutes to walk over."
"Eh?"
Kawasaki Saki glanced at that hotel building, surprised.
"Staying there... should be very expensive, right?"
Kawasaki Saki was after all a professional who had worked as a bartender in the executive bar of a top-tier hotel, naturally having some understanding of the hotel industry.
Actually, the most important factor determining a hotel's price is not the quality of the room, but the location.
Like the hotel the Super-Quant Club members were staying in, although also in a prosperous downtown area, compared to that hotel which was only a ten-minute walk from the Shibuya commercial pedestrian street, the price must definitely be much worse.
When checking in, seeing the room price, Kawasaki Saki felt her heart ache endlessly.
Can an ordinary high school teacher like Hiratsuka Shizuka afford such a place with her salary?
"She's a rich second generation, no need to consider this."
After saying this, Yoru suddenly reached out his hand to Hiratsuka Shizuka.
"Shizuka-chan, today is my birthday."
"Eh? Is your birthday today?"
Hiratsuka Shizuka froze for a moment, hesitating.
"Why do I remember it's not..."
"Just consider it, giving me a birthday present."
Hiratsuka Shizuka thought Yoru was acting spoiled to her, an inexplicable joy welling up in her heart. Thinking that with the opponent's personality, there would actually be such a child-like moment, the corners of her lips rose.
"Sure, what birthday present do you want?"
"Please give me your hotel room number, thank you."
"Ah?"
Hearing this sentence, an earthquake started in Hiratsuka Shizuka's pupils, showing a flustered look.
"This... that... asking for my hotel room number, wh... why?"
Yoru looked matter-of-fact.
"To go find you to play when I'm bored at night."
Hiratsuka Shizuka's face turned completely red.
Play?
Play what?
What exactly did Yoru mean by play, she didn't even dare to think.
Hiratsuka Shizuka's bodily actions were faster than her brain's thoughts.
"2... 2806..."
"OK."
Yoru patted Hiratsuka Shizuka's shoulder and smiled.
"Then I'll contact you when the time comes. Bye-bye, Shizuka-chan."
After the figures of Kawasaki Saki and Yoru gradually disappeared into the distance of her vision, Hiratsuka Shizuka finally reacted, saying blankly.
"Eh... wait a minute... I didn't even have time to ask, what is the relationship between those two..."
....
On the other side, after walking all the way through the commercial pedestrian street, Kawasaki Saki touched the necklace at her collarbone, looked at Yoru beside her, and asked curiously.
"Any discoveries?"
"Pretty much."
Yoru said in a flat tone.
"The degree of the 'Door' opening has almost reached ninety percent."
"Eh? So fast!?"
Kawasaki Saki had heard Rio and Miko mention it.
The so-called "Door" is the passage connecting the real world and the Otherworld.
Once the opening degree reaches over 75%, the surrounding area will begin to be affected.
If it reaches over 80% like the "Door" in that unfinished building, then the real world area will fuse with the Otherworld.
If a remote and unpopulated place like an unfinished building fuses with the Otherworld, it can at most be called a dangerous ghost domain where entry means death.
But if this commercial pedestrian street in Shibuya fused with the Otherworld, allowing evil spirits to ignore the premise of "observation" and slaughter humans at will...
Kawasaki Saki turned around, looking at the bustling pedestrians laughing and chatting in front of her. What appeared in her mind, however, was a scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
At that time...
This place, would be hell.