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

"What a pervert."

Despite saying that, Rio Futaba took a deep breath, suppressing her shyness, and spoke in a voice barely audible.

"Master...Master, welcome home."

"That's right."

Yohoshi patted Rio Futaba on the head in appreciation.

Rio Futaba sighed helplessly. After Yohoshi sat down, she made a steaming cup of coffee and brought it to Yohoshi.

She realized that she was completely under his control.

"Let me briefly tell you about my experience in Itomori."

Yohoshi picked up her coffee cup and took a sip. Although she didn't like the bitter taste, her mind did become much clearer. She then told Rio Futaba everything that had happened on her way to Itomori Town.

When the latter discussed this topic, he had completely taken on the role of the top advisor of the Super Quantity Society. Even when he heard the little stories about how the fishing god was hooked, he remained calm and rational.

"A battle with the gods... This is the first direct confrontation."

Rio Futaba muttered something to herself, then looked up at the night star.

"As someone who experienced it firsthand, what is your assessment of the so-called God of Weather's strength?"

After a moment's thought, Ye Xing gave his evaluation.

"Very strong, but also very weak."

Rio Futaba frowned slightly.

"What kind of evaluation is this? It's like saying nothing at all."

Ye Xing smiled and said softly.

"His strength is in spiritual power, while what I mean by weakness is that He has no combat experience and relies entirely on the sheer intensity of his spiritual power to launch instinctive attacks."

"So that's it..."

Rio Futaba suddenly realized something, and muttered to herself as she pondered it.

"That seems to be true. As a true god, unlike the golden goat-headed one, He has never experienced any battles... This may be His weakness."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xing's expression turned serious, and he launched a righteous and stern attack.

"No, you can say whatever you want, but why are you attacking that guy with the golden goat's head? Are you trying to put him down? Is this some kind of fandom thing?"

Rio Futaba rolled her eyes and retorted.

"You and that guy actually developed feelings for each other?"

"of course."

Night Star occupies the moral high ground and speaks with righteous indignation.

"I won't allow you to talk about my exclusive, self-growing, and ever-lasting compressed biscuits!"

208. The Grown-Up Shoko Makinohara: A Miraculous Method for Solving Heart Disease

"Compressed biscuits..."

Upon hearing this word, Rio Futaba felt a pang of sadness for the golden goat-headed figure.

Ultimately, it was the inability to speak and the inhuman ugliness of the body that caused the problem.

Otherwise, one could be like an eight-foot-tall adult...

Not right either.

Thinking about this, Rio Futaba suddenly realized something.

What Night Star might find repulsive is not the strange language and ugly appearance of the golden goat-headed creature.

Rather, it was the very act of the other party demanding human sacrifice, transforming humans into messengers of the gods.

As this guess formed in her mind, Rio Futaba asked the question.

"You...dislike the divine messenger very much?"

"Did you see it?"

Ye Xing smiled and nodded, speaking softly.

"That was a disgusting thing; it made me feel nauseous."

Rio Futaba frowned slightly, looking somewhat puzzled.

"But... when you face non-human beings like evil spirits and ghosts, although you occasionally show hostility, it's never this intense..."

“That’s different.”

Ye Xing shook his head and gave a kind smile.

"Evil spirits want to devour human fears and souls to increase their own power, just as I want to see them wail in pain and be devoured by me in despair. It just depends on which side has the stronger power."

"But beings like divine messengers..."

When Ye Xing said this word, he still had a smile on his face, but his eyes revealed undisguised disgust.

"To transform the human soul into a twisted thing that can only obey orders is truly disgusting."

Rio Futaba nodded slightly, seemingly lost in thought.

"I see... So you want to help Hina Amano because you don't want her to become a divine messenger, and because you dislike that weather god...?"

"That's not it."

To Rio's surprise, Yohoshi, as always, chose to speak frankly.

"That's one of the reasons, but the main motivation is that I want to taste that stuff and enjoy it."

Rio Futaba rolled her eyes and sighed helplessly.

"As expected of you."

After saying that, Rio Futaba raised her hand, twirled her long, gray curly hair over her shoulder with her index finger, and asked casually as she did so.

"So, are you going anywhere else later?"

"I won't go. I'll gather the members tomorrow morning and go to my house first to resolve Makinohara Shoko's issue."

"Okay, how about instant noodles?"

"I'll eat, but after I finish the instant noodles, I want to eat something else."

Rio Futaba blushed and muttered a soft, angry curse.

"abnormal."

.........

The following morning, at Ye Xing's home.

Rio Futaba, Miko Yotsuya, Yui Yuigahama, and Mai Sakurajima, the four psychic users, naturally had to attend the meeting.

Yukino Yukinoshita, Kazusa Touma, and Saki Kawasaki also rushed over.

Only Kitagawa Kaimu, unaware of the inside story, was absent during this time because he had left Kyoto and had accumulated a pile of requests related to the Weather Maiden, requiring him to work overtime to handle them.

"Sister Xiangzi..."

Yotsuya Miko sized up Makinohara Shoko, who sat on the sofa, gentle and virtuous, with a tender smile on her face. The size of a certain part of her body seemed to be slightly better than her own, exuding a mature temperament. It was really hard for her to connect the other woman with the sickly little girl she knew before leaving Kyoto.

"See you, Sister Zi."

With a gentle smile on her face, Makinohara Shoko spoke softly.

"Although my appearance has changed, I am still the same Makinohara Shoko. Let's get along with each other as before."

Rio Futaba glanced at Shoko Makinohara, then looked at the slender man who was squatting in his usual spot in the corner, sipping a carton of milk.

"Yasaku, you've been by Makinohara's side all this time, do you know how she became like this?"

"I don't know."

The eight-foot-tall man still had that innocent, naive look, shaking his head with a silly and cute expression.

"Just one night later, she woke up like this in the morning."

"this..."

The members looked at each other, unsure of how to begin.

Only Yukino Yukinoshita, who was not familiar with Makinohara Shoko before and was always outspoken, spoke calmly without regard for the atmosphere.

"It's that...puberty syndrome that Mai-senpai had, right?"

After Yukino Yukinoshita became an internal member, Yui Yuigahama had already introduced her to the basic situation, including the reasons why each member joined the company. That's how she learned that Mai Sakurajima had suffered from puberty syndrome and was unable to be "observed" for a period of time.

"It's highly likely..."

Rio Futaba pushed up her glasses, a hint of heaviness in her eyes.

"To be honest, strange incidents are easier to handle than puberty syndrome..."

Psychological analysis has never been Rio Futaba's forte.

Although there is only one case involving Mai Sakurajima, based on the information available at this stage, puberty syndrome varies from person to person, and the solutions are also completely different.

The most difficult part is that people suffering from puberty syndrome are based on subconscious thoughts and do not realize the root of their inner conflicts.

This is very troublesome.

Although puberty syndrome is a disease, its cause cannot be determined through normal examination methods.

Furthermore, since Rio Futaba and Shoko Makinohara already knew each other, it was extremely difficult to treat each other as simply a case study without being influenced by any emotional factors.

She would rather face the terrifying evil spirits, at least then she would know clearly what she needed to do, instead of being completely clueless like she is now.

"Let's start with the most basic questions."

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at Shoko Makinohara sitting opposite her and asked softly.

"Makinohara-kun, are you still suffering from heart disease?"

Shoko Makinohara smiled faintly, a hint of bitterness creeping into her smile, and nodded slightly.