In this crossover anime, I fight against the supernatural in my everyday world.

"彳庍口巴."

.......

The following afternoon, in the classroom of Class A, Grade 1 at Zongwu High School.

"After school, summer vacation will officially begin."

Hiratsuka Shizuka stood behind the podium, looking at the students in the classroom, and smiled slightly.

"I am very satisfied with everyone's performance this semester. Although you are free during the summer vacation, please pay attention to safety and try to avoid going out at night, especially the girls. Do you all understand?"

"understood."

Hearing the students' uniform answers, Hiratsuka Shizuka nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay, see you next semester, everyone."

As a teacher, Shizuka Hiratsuka has both good and bad qualities.

The good thing is that she values ​​the cultivation of students' personal thoughts and character more than their grades.

The downsides...

Hiratsuka Shizuka likes to slack off.

In the past, she would have been overjoyed whenever students had a holiday, enjoying the long period of freedom.

Only this time...

Before leaving the classroom, Hiratsuka Shizuka glanced at Yohoshi, who was sitting in the corner by the window.

The two-month summer vacation felt incredibly long to her for the first time.

........

Half an hour later, in the activity room of the Chaoliang Society.

Seeing that Yukino Yukinoshita had also joined today's internal meeting, Rio Futaba glanced at Yohoshi with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

The moment their eyes met, she understood what the other person meant.

We can chat, but not about everything.

What does it mean to have a telepathic connection?

That means we're on the same wavelength.

Regarding what we discussed before...

Rio Futaba pushed up her glasses, took out her phone, placed it on the table, and pointed to a news report on it.

"The home address of one of the victims, which is also the scene of her death, has been found."

"news?"

Upon seeing the photos of the detached apartment, which were clearly taken secretly in the news report, Yukino Yukinoshita frowned slightly.

"Isn't this kind of private information prohibited from being reported?"

"no way."

As a former national idol actress, Mai Sakurajima clearly understands the sordid side of the media and reporters better than the average person, and sighed slightly.

"After all, when the body of this deceased person was found, it was hanging outside the second-floor balcony of their own home, which is located in a residential area. Passersby saw it, and it was impossible to hide it."

Yukino Yukinoshita was even more puzzled upon hearing this.

"But shouldn't such reports, which expose the victim's home address and violate the privacy of the victim's family, bear legal responsibility?"

"It's not that simple."

Mai Sakurajima shook her head, a hint of disgust in her eyes, her attitude towards the media and reporters becoming increasingly clear.

“A long time ago, those second- or third-rate small media outlets came up with a way to evade responsibility and came up with a so-called anonymous submission method.”

"Since it is anonymous, the reporter is naturally untraceable, and there is no way to talk about them bearing any legal responsibility."

"As for the responsibility of small media outlets? If things really blow up, they will only issue an apology, claiming that they were not strict enough in their censorship and take down the news report."

"But even if the news reports disappear, the harm caused to the parties involved is irreparable."

"The media only cares about generating buzz; as for conscience? They don't have that kind of thing."

The members present all looked indignant upon hearing these words.

The victims' families, grieving the brutal murder of their loved ones, were further harassed by unscrupulous media outlets.

This is simply too...

It was disgusting beyond words.

Looking at the photos in the news report, Yohoshi looked at Yotsuya Miko.

"Well, can you see anything?"

Yotsuya Miko shook her head.

"Based on this photo alone, we found nothing."

Yukino, standing to the side, was very puzzled, wondering if Yotsuya Miko's hidden identity was that of a famous detective.

Otherwise, why would Ye Xing ask the other party if they could see anything from the photo?

"There's no point in continuing this discussion here."

Night Star stood up, looked at the members of the Superpower Society in front of him, and said calmly.

"As previously planned, I, Miko, Futaba, Yui, Mai, and Yukinoshita will visit the victim's family and conduct an investigation at the scene of the victim's death."

"If we find any clues, we'll meet at Mai's house again tomorrow. That's all."

.......

An hour later, in a residential area of ​​Kyoto, outside a two-story detached house.

"This is it."

Seeing that the members really intended to go in, Yukino Yukinoshita frowned slightly and hesitated.

"Isn't it a bit... too presumptuous to just show up like this?"

Yukino Yukinoshita never imagined this.

She, who has always been outspoken and easily offends people, actually had the audacity to advise others on matters of etiquette.

mainly...

How could the victim's family possibly be pleasant to receive such a visit without any reason, especially given that a relative had just passed away?

This is too outrageous.

"Then you can stay outside."

Seeing Yoru's casual reply, Yukino Yukinoshita felt quite helpless.

In my capacity, I have absolutely no right to interfere with this so-called investigation.

Given Yohoshi's abstract personality, Yukino wasn't particularly surprised that he would do something so outrageous in the eyes of normal people.

But why do girls like Mai Sakurajima, Yui Yuigahama, Rio Futaba, and Miko Yotsuya, who usually seem so normal, also go along with the other person's nonsense?

Could it be...

Was it infected?

Your mental illness has a contagious effect?

What Cthulhu God?

While Yukino was deep in thought, Yohoshi led everyone to the door of the two-story apartment and knocked.

Nearly half a minute passed.

The door opened a crack, and the crisp sound of the security chain being pulled to its limit could be heard.

Through the gap, one could see the face of a middle-aged man with stubble, looking listless and heavy-hearted.

The middle-aged man's voice was somewhat hoarse.

"Are you... reporters?"

Yoruichi slightly turned his body to the side, pointed to Sakurajima Mai behind him, and replied with a smile.

"You should know her, right? Actress Mai Sakurajima. Can we come in and talk?"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

"can."

He had already looked through the peephole before opening the door.

Ye Xing and the others didn't look like reporters at all; they all looked like high school students.

Otherwise, the middle-aged man would never have opened the door.

Upon entering, everyone could smell the aroma of burning incense wafting through the room.

"No need to change your shoes, it's fine."

The middle-aged man led everyone to the living room, where a portrait of a blonde-haired girl smiling brightly came into view, and a burning incense stick was stuck in the stove.

Yotsuya Miko was very familiar with this arrangement.

Just like what her mother arranged after her father's death, it was an object used for commemorating the deceased at home.

"Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

Looking at the middle-aged man's face, Yui Yuigahama pursed her lips and said cautiously.

"Excuse me... are you Sato Asako's father?"

"Yes."

Sato Asako was the name of the murdered girl.

Please accept my condolences.

Seeing the middle-aged man's aged and listless appearance, the members of the Superpower Society couldn't help but feel heavy-hearted.