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

The TV reporters and photographers, as well as Soichiro Yagami, were all speechless with shock as they stared at the headless, black-and-white monster that suddenly appeared, nearly ten meters tall.

"Snapped."

Two ghostly hands, one pale and one pitch black, squeezed the swollen body of the Teru Teru Bozu Killer like a balloon, causing it to burst.

What burst forth from it was not pus or anything like that, but an extremely viscous, fluid-like, thick aura of evil spirits.

"it's over?"

Upon hearing Rio Futaba's question, Yohoshi simply chuckled and shook her head.

"No, the battle is over, but my enjoyment has only just begun."

He walked slowly, step by step, through the sewage on the ground, until he reached the Teru Teru Bozu Killer.

After the evil power within him was completely released, the serial killer reverted to his original form, and even his body became withered.

“Heh…heh.”

The Teru Teru Bozu Killer lay in the puddle, staring at the burning black mask, the madness in his eyes undiminished.

"My body is already dead. No matter what you do, I won't feel anything. You can't make me feel any pain."

"Ok, I know."

Ye Xing smiled and nodded.

He had already noticed it the moment the staining was completed.

The other party is no longer a living person, but a walking corpse dominated by a twisted human soul and maintained by the power of evil spirits.

Pain and pleasure are long gone.

"Oh, by the way, let me introduce you."

Yoruichi drew the pure black blade of Onimaru Kunitsuna from his waist, and said with a smile in his voice.

"This sword, named Onimaru Kunitsuna, is a spiritual object that can inflict unbearable pain on an enemy simply by touching their soul, without needing to harm their body."

Ye Xing paused for a moment and smiled.

"Now guess what I plan to do with this Onimaru Kunitsuna?"

170 The Torment of the Souls of Evil: Yukino Yukinoshita's Speculation

"Knock knock knock knock..."

“Bang, bang, bang…”

"Clap clap clap clap..."

After a busy day, Chef Ye finally caught a suitable prey and began to cook.

At this moment, the sharp Onimaru Kunitsuna served as a kitchen knife.

The blade emitted a pleasant metallic clang, seemingly indifferent to how it was used; it was as if it was willing to be used by its master.

Seeing the trembling blade of Onimaru Kunitsuna and the increasingly rapid clanging of metal, Mai Sakurajima, Miko Yotsuya, and Rio Futaba, who were not far away, couldn't help but blush.

This scene... it feels a bit like they're doing *that* kind of thing.

Is your Onimaru Kunitsuna a proper sword?

Meanwhile, Souichirou Yagami was completely dumbfounded by the scene before him.

In front of the "mask" was a dark table.

There is nothing above.

But whenever "Masked" slowly lowers Onimaru Kunitsuna in his hand, the Teru Teru Bozu Killer lying there will let out a painful scream, its ten fingers gripping the ground, leaving several bloody marks, clearly enduring unimaginable pain.

However, in the eyes of Mai Sakurajima, Rio Futaba, and Miko Yotsuya, who are psychic, the scene is completely different.

The same pitch-black table, and the same Yoruichi holding Onimaru Kunitsuna in his right hand.

The difference was that, hidden beneath his coat sleeves and gloves, his left hand, now transformed into a pitch-black ghost hand, was grasping a ball of black, humanoid mist.

That thing is none other than...

That is the soul of the Teru Teru Bozu killer.

And Onimaru Kunitsuna's sharp blade fell slowly and deliberately, cutting the soul of the Teru Teru Bozu killer from his feet, one strand at a time, as if slicing food into thin shreds.

"call?"

Night Star paid no heed to the horrific screams of the Teru Teru Bozu Killer as its soul was slowly being severed; in fact, he smiled and murmured softly.

"Shout louder, let me feel more pleasure, let me enjoy myself more."

The television reporters and cameramen nearby turned pale with fright upon hearing this.

The two realized that they seemed to have misunderstood something.

Of all the people present today, the most dangerous one is not the teru teru bozu killer.

Rather, it is a "mask".

At this moment, Soichiro Yagami walked up to the two of them and spoke in a deep voice.

"The live stream has ended. You can leave now."

"Okay... okay."

The reporters and cameramen were eager to get in their cars and escape this dangerous place.

Just as the two reached the car door, Yagami Soichiro suddenly added meaningfully.

"correct."

"Some things can be reported, but some things you need to think carefully about."

Souichirou Yagami walked up behind the two of them and spoke softly.

"'Masked's' operation is beyond the control of our Metropolitan Police Department. It's best not to report or describe what happened today. Wait for our Metropolitan Police Department's official announcement, and then refer to the announcement for information. Do you understand?"

Hearing the screams that kept ringing in their ears, the reporter and cameraman trembled and responded meekly.

"Ming...understood."

The two jumped into the media vehicle, practically flooring the gas pedal, and fled the scene as if they were escaping.

They simply cannot comprehend what is happening today.

How can a human body suddenly swell to five meters tall?

What is that black and white headless monster?!

What's going on in this world?

As professional media personnel from the television station, they had seen their share of ups and downs and naturally understood the implication in Yagami Soichiro's words.

The first meaning.

If you report things incorrectly, "Masked" will cause trouble for your TV station, and the Metropolitan Police Department won't be able to do anything about it.

The second meaning.

If you report ahead of time and there is any conflict with the Metropolitan Police Department's case announcement, you will also suffer the consequences.

Watching the TV station's media van speed away, Soichiro Yagami sighed helplessly.

"This guy, he even made me, the head of the criminal investigation department, clean up his mess. He must have a lot of influence."

He turned around and looked at "Masked," who was still performing what was called "cooking," but in reality, it looked like he was torturing the Teru Teru Bozu Killer with some special means. With a complicated expression, he walked to Mai Sakurajima and the others and hesitated.

"Don't you have any objections to his actions?"

"No."

Wearing a white mask with pale gold patterns, Yotsuya Miko shook her head and replied calmly.

"As partners, we may have some differences in our thoughts and actions, but the correct approach is to maintain the principle of not interfering even if we disagree."

Seeing that the other two also had the same attitude, Yagami Souichirou couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

In the end, he couldn't help but walk up to "Masked" and hesitated before speaking.

"Now that we've caught him, there's no need to resort to vigilante justice, is there? Since you've played the hero today, there's no need to do anything that won't be considered righteous."

"Lynching?"

Ye Xing's hands did not pause for a moment, but continued to slowly sever the soul of the Teru Teru Bozu Killer amidst its painful and twisted screams, and simply replied indifferently.

“I even feel that simply subjecting him to such torment is not enough.”

Immediately afterwards, Yosei turned her head and looked directly into Yagami Souichirou's eyes, her gaze devoid of any emotion, and spoke in a flat tone.

"As for heroes? Justice?"

"When a person is bound by the name of heroism and becomes constrained, he is no longer a hero."

"When justice requires the approval of others, it is no longer justice."

Upon hearing this, Yagami Soichiro felt a complex mix of emotions.

Just then, Ye Xing suddenly changed the subject, and his voice regained its laughter.

"Besides, he himself emphasized that there is no way to make him feel pain, so he doesn't feel any pain at all."

Souichirou Yagami paused for a moment, then pointed at the Teru Teru Bozu Killer, who was rolling around in pain, howling and scratching the ground with bloody marks from his fingers, and said with a complicated expression.

"Is this a sign that it doesn't hurt?"

Ye Xing waved his hand dismissively and chuckled.

"Hey, kids will be kids, it's normal for them to ask to play around sometimes."

"this..."

Yosei sheathed Onimaru Kunitsuna and patted Yagami Soichiro on the shoulder with his free right hand.

“I said, Soichiro, what about trust between people? Even criminals who commit such heinous crimes need to be trusted by others. So when he said he didn’t feel pain, I, being simple-minded, chose to believe him and give the criminal a chance to reform.”

Upon hearing this, Soichiro Yagami didn't know where to begin his critique.

Is trust between people meant for this kind of situation?