Don't force me to use my right fist.

"Kero, can you be normal for once? If you keep talking nonsense, it will really bother me." Before Saya could answer this question, which could be considered the first mascot, a small, fair hand grabbed the back of Ke's neck and lifted him up like a cat.

A blonde girl with twin ponytails appeared in front of Saya, the sapphire-like ornaments on her head reflecting a beautiful light under the moonlight.

"Saya-kun, is what you said on the phone true?" The strange creature named Xiao Ke was grabbed and tossed onto Saya's shoulder. A girl named Yamami, dressed in a bright yellow dress resembling a bsp, stood gracefully beside him. It was a strange thing; such an outfit would normally make anyone feel ashamed, but on Yamami, it seemed perfectly fitting.

“Why would I lie to you? A bunch of monsters have escaped from where they are housed. If we don’t deal with them quickly, it’ll cause a big problem sooner or later.” Sōyu shrugged. He had absolutely no reason to lie about this. He had called her here simply for this matter.

"Then why did you call me here? If I remember correctly, you clearly prefer to solve these kinds of problems alone, don't you?"

Yamami frowned. If things were really as Saya said, then it might be more serious than it seemed. Was he overwhelmed with work? Otherwise, why would he contact her on his own initiative?

"Well, I'm a little embarrassed by what you said. But it's true, if possible, I prefer to handle things myself, but that's where the problem lies." Saya scratched his head, an awkward expression on his face.

"My combat prowess is undeniable, but if you're asking me to find something, that's my weakness. No matter how strong my intuition is, I can't actively seek out the strange things hidden among the crowd, can I!?"

If Saya were to target a specific individual, he could manage using the Tracking Technique, but with so many strange beings hidden among the crowds, where would he find the clues to search for them one by one?

"But if I remember correctly, as a magical girl, you have the ability to sense strange things, right? So I can only trouble you. You help me find it, and I can take care of the rest." Saya pleaded with Yamami in a seemingly sincere tone. If he hadn't lacked the minimap mod, he wouldn't be in such a sorry state. But there are no "ifs" in this world. If he wanted to resolve this matter now, he could only ask her for help first. Fortunately, the misunderstanding had been cleared up; otherwise, even if Saya wanted to ask her, he wouldn't have had any reason to do so.

"So, you want to use me to help you solve the anomaly?" Yamami's brow remained furrowed; instead, she questioned Wakasaya with a serious and earnest expression.

"What is the reason? What is your purpose in doing this? I want to hear the truth from you."

Even though Saya has proven that he is an officially recognized harmless anomaly by Aqua, Yamami still thinks it's best to find out more about these things first.

She didn't want to become Sawa's accomplice and be used by him, even though she also wanted to eliminate these monsters.

"Does defeating monsters require a reason? If you're asking about a purpose, I can become stronger through combat, but I don't want to harm humans, so I chose to eliminate monsters. Is that reason enough?" Saya actually quite liked her cautious nature. As expected, as long as her mentality didn't collapse, she was absolutely reliable as a teammate. As for the reason, Saya wasn't lying. He simply wanted to become stronger, so he went to fight monsters. That reason was absolutely sufficient.

Yamami looked into Wakasaya's eyes as if trying to see through his pupils to understand his true thoughts.

Saya snapped his fingers, meeting Yamami's gaze with innocent eyes. He had a clear conscience about what he had said, so why would he be afraid of her questioning him?

"Alright, I accept your invitation, but you have to promise that you're only going to deal with the strange things. If you encounter any trouble, or if you cause any trouble yourself, I won't hesitate to take action against you." Yamami picked up a trigger pistol from behind her back, tapped the tip of the gun against the small hat she was wearing, and warned Wakasaya.

"Of course, you can supervise the whole process, okay? I don't mind."

Sawa nodded; with her agreement, things became much simpler.

Chapter 308 Why did you answer first?

Now that Yamami had accepted his invitation, Saya had no reason to slack off on the bench any longer. He stretched and stood up, looking the girl up and down.

"If we're going to investigate anomalies, her gaudy, cosplay-like outfit doesn't look like she's there at all. It's like all magical girls have this problem—can't they just wear normal clothes?"

"This clothing is blessed by the goddess and imbued with magical interference. Aside from people like you and other oddities, everyone else sees it as normal clothing, okay?"

Refuting Saya's sarcastic remark, Hachimami rolled her eyes and walked ahead of him, spreading her magical energy outwards. She could sense strange presences, but that was limited to a certain range; she wasn't powerful enough to cover all of Tokyo with a single thought—that would be far too overwhelming.

"Oh, I see. I guess I was overthinking it."

Sawa seemed quite interested in this magic that could conceal clothes and attire. If his enchanted diamond armor could also be hidden, it would be even more suitable for him to use to show off in the future.

But then he thought that he usually appeared with a pumpkin head. Not wearing that thieving armor would seem even more incongruous, so Zuoyou didn't ask any further questions.

"Oh, by the way, thank you for what happened during the day." Just as Saya and Yamami fell into silence, the girl walking in front suddenly paused, whispered her thanks to him, and then returned to normal.

"During the day?"

Saya scratched his head in confusion, but quickly realized she was referring to how he had helped Aqua deal with the attack from the Northern Wind during the day. He nodded, accepting her gratitude. Although Aqua didn't seem like she needed his protection at the time, it was a fact that he had dealt with the Northern Wind. As for Yamami, with her low resistance and intense hostility towards the Northern Wind, she had already fainted immediately. If Saya hadn't finished it off, Yamami might have been lying in the movie theater for a long time. In fact, the Heavenly Annihilation Technique could be fatal.

"It was nothing. Even if you hadn't been there, I would have taken care of her anyway." After being polite to Yamami, Saya gave a slightly shy smile and said.

"Then you've helped me too. It was my underestimation of the other party's strength that led to this problem."

Yamami explained to Wakasaya very seriously that, in the end, it was true that she had been saved by Wakasaya.

As for Sōyū, seeing this unexpectedly stubborn girl, he had a hurtful thought stuck in his throat, and he just couldn't bring himself to say it.

That is, the more she cares about the other person, the faster she will faint.

The Northern Wind's Heavenly Punishment Technique was incredibly powerful. If it weren't for Imagine Breaker, even Saya himself wouldn't have been able to deal with it. At that time, only Aqua, the alt of the gods, and Saya, the sister of the evil god, were able to withstand the First Encounter Kill.

"Don't overthink it. You're actually quite strong." Zuoyou paused, deciding not to discourage her any further.

Unless facing some special being, ordinary oddities really have no chance against this guy. Of course, that's assuming he doesn't randomly plant any flags and that he's fighting seriously. You have to understand that even Sōyū, before getting the mod's boost, wasn't very confident he could fight this blonde drill girl head-on.

In other words, Zuo You is no longer the same as before, which gives him the confidence to confront her head-on. Moreover, he possesses a special cheat-like ability to counter overpowered opponents. This is why he is so confident.

Speaking of which, the two Right Seats of God from the True Word Church that Zuoyou has seen so far seem to be quite restrained by his senior, Lai Ruo. The development of ribbons has its limits after all, and when faced with these unreasonable overpowered abilities, they are still a little lacking.

"Isn't it a bit much for you to talk to me like that, like an elder? Logically speaking, I should be older than you, and besides, it wouldn't be inappropriate for you to call me Mami-senpai, would it?"

On the contrary, Yamami was amused by Saya's answer. Now that their positions were no longer opposed, she felt that Saya was actually quite a nice person. At least there was no strange desire in his eyes when he looked at her, and when he spoke, he treated her with more consideration.

"Well, I don't really dislike this nickname, but it always feels a bit malicious to you. I'll just call you Mami-kun instead."

Saya, constantly worried that he might accidentally utter the humiliating term "headless senior," waved his hand, deciding it was best not to torment this poor girl any further.

"Alright then, it's fine if you don't want to treat me as a senior but as a classmate. That's the theoretical way to do it."

Hachimami twirled her hair with her fingers. Saya's refusal was slightly unexpected, but it wasn't really a problem. Thinking he simply didn't want to be inferior to her in terms of address, Hachimami shook her head, but her eyes suddenly turned to the corner ahead.

"We might have to discuss this later. It seems you were right; the strangeness of this place shouldn't be appearing so openly."

Pointing to a strange woman wearing a mask around the corner, whose eyes seemed rather odd, Hachimami looked at Saya beside her. "Are you sure you don't need my help?"

Although this guy has the ability to fight her head-on, Mami, who is very serious about dealing with weirdos, confirmed with him again.

"That's unnecessary, I can handle it on my own." Saya looked in the direction Yamami was pointing, and after meeting the eyes of the woman who looked strange no matter how he looked at her, he smiled as if he had seen something he was looking forward to and walked towards the woman. At the same time, he waved to Yamami, indicating that she should just wait for him where she was.

Do you think I'm drifting now?

Seeing that someone had actually come to her door, the woman was also delighted. Unfortunately, before she could finish reciting her classic line, Sōyū had already interrupted her.

"Don't talk about whether you're pretty or not. Even without your mask, you're just average. You're definitely not as good-looking as Kaguya. So, is there anything else you want to ask? If not, can we get straight to the point?"

As he flexed his wrists and smiled, Saya said this.

Chapter 309 The Desire to Kill is Rising

The woman in front of Sawa didn't care what the name Kaguya he had just mentioned meant; all she knew was that she had been directly and blatantly provoked.

"You say I'm ugly, huh? The mask on my face seemed to melt away with anger, tearing open a huge gash and revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth without lips. Then, the woman pulled out a pair of rather large scissors from her sleeve and pressed them against the chest of the audacious young man in front of her, asking..."

"Hmm, so you can't even say I'm ugly? Or are you going to refute me with actions?"

Sawa nodded honestly. When the woman wore a mask, her figure and features could be considered beautiful, but once her face was revealed, it was as if she had turned off her mask.

"Then die!"

With lightning speed, the woman gripped both sides of the scissors, held the blade against Saya's neck, and with a furious and twisted expression, forcefully slashed down. However, the scene she expected—Saya's head spurting blood—did not occur. Instead, it was as if she had clamped onto an incredibly hard piece of steel. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't close the scissors.

"That's right, it would have been better to do it this way from the beginning, instead of all the fancy stuff." wh

Saya, holding the scissors between his neck with two fingers, narrowed his eyes. Although this strange woman seemed somewhat unworthy of the infamous Slit-Mouthed Woman, a renowned urban anomaly, he sighed, adhering to the principle that even a mosquito's leg is meat, and brushed his bangs aside. His free hand grasped the excessively large scissors, and with just a little force, the strange woman who had just been yelling at him to die fell to the ground in front of him, scissors and all. Saya pressed down on her back, preventing her from even struggling to get up, and raised his fist, his eyes suddenly sharpening.

“I’m a kind-hearted person and can’t bear to see you in so much pain, so I’ll send you on your way.” He clenched his right fist and slammed it down on the head of the woman who was still struggling. After a muffled thud that echoed throughout the alley, Zuoyou shook his hand and stood up from the now motionless woman.

"Done. Still too weak. It didn't even qualify as a warm-up." Shaking his head in disappointment, Saya then looked at Yamami, who had been staring at him since the beginning.

Without even glancing at the headless woman's gradually dissipating body, Sawa pulled out a notebook-like object from his pocket and crossed out a name on it: "Slit-Mouthed Woman."

Speaking of which, these anomalies don't exist in isolation; there are many of the same kind and name, not just one. For example, the Slit-Mouthed Woman and the Eight-Foot Woman are practically household names in Japan. According to the information Saya obtained from the Black Organization, there are two or three of each. As for the others that the Black Organization has eliminated, or those hiding throughout Japan, there are definitely many more. Saya actually wishes they could spawn like in a game, so he wouldn't have to constantly bother with them. Yamami said she had never seen Saya so ruthless. The expression on his face when he finished off that anomaly with a single punch was as natural as picking something up and putting it down, revealing absolute composure. But when he fought her, he was completely different; it was as if he was deliberately holding back something.

"Huh? Really? You'll get used to it. I do tend to look a bit more serious when fighting monsters. After all, I've been in Minecraft for so long. I don't like to fight humans, and I usually have some spare strength. But it's a completely different story when it comes to monsters. Fighting monsters and leveling up is a blocky's instinct, and it's only natural to be serious when eating normally, right?"

"What you said wasn't serious at all; to be honest, it was a little scary."

Yamami truthfully voiced her thoughts. Having witnessed the cold indifference in his eyes during his killing spree, she realized that even with Aqua's approval, this guy was still essentially a weirdo. Wihl's killing prowess was still weird; if he killed anyone, it would be just that...

Please, I've been trying to fight with a smile for a long time now, can't you just let me relax a little?

Saya's face fell. His expression while slaughtering monsters wasn't exactly flattering, a fact that Samo had told him long ago. That's why he liked to say something and joke around during fights. After all, if he didn't speak, the killing intent in Saya's heart would keep building up, and scaring a child wouldn't be good. He'd finally arrived in this world, gotten rid of Samo's little tagalong, only to be replaced by Yamami's teasing?

"I didn't mean to say that what you're doing is bad, I just wanted to remind you. I'm just a little worried that you'll get caught up in killing, which would be very troublesome."

Yamami wasn't unfamiliar with beings who, absorbed in slaughter, eventually became monsters. That's why she worriedly reminded him. The idea that dragon slayers can become dragons themselves is not something to be taken lightly.

"Relax, relax. If you knew how many monsters I've killed, I don't think you'd ask me this question. I know my own mental state; don't you see how optimistic I am?"

Sōyū waved his hand dismissively. Putting everything else aside, the reason he insisted on not killing humans was precisely to guard against the possibility of him getting carried away with killing someday.

Setting a bottom line for yourself is quite necessary. Yamami didn't ask any more questions about this, pursed her lips, and then continued leading Saya to other locations with strange atmospheres.

At this moment, she was incredibly grateful that this guy was an anomaly among freaks. If he really went all out and started killing, who knows what kind of hellish scene Japan would become. You see, she'd never seen this guy get a taste of defeat at anyone's hands.

Chapter 310 An Abnormally Weak Strange

The neon lights were relatively calm after midnight. Since Saya and Hachimami weren't located in a particularly upscale area of ​​Tokyo, there were practically no people around after nightfall. Only occasional office workers arriving at this hour would hurry past them; the rest were mostly drunk middle-aged men and homeless people with strange looks. The former two were relatively easy to understand. As for the homeless people targeting Saya and Hachimami, well, there was nothing that could be done about it. They looked like students, and not being home by this hour inevitably led people to speculate about something odd.

These homeless people are the most unrestrained, so the foul language and strange misunderstandings are to be expected. Perhaps later in the night, when their desires reach their peak, Sawa and the others might find themselves in danger.

Of course, this is on the premise that Saya and Yamami are really just ordinary high school students.

The truth is, neither Saya nor Yamami paid any attention to these people. They didn't even have the desire to glance at them. Compared to these self-destructive individuals who couldn't even be called human anymore, Saya was more concerned about the strange creatures mixed in with them. After all, only strange creatures could drop mods and experience points for him, while these homeless people were nothing more than a waste of his energy. As for Yamami, she was even less concerned. Having dealt with strange creatures in such places for years, she had even been attacked by homeless people before. After all, she was a beautiful high school girl, and in the past, it was quite dangerous for her to wander around alone at night. However, she usually taught those who tried to attack her a good lesson, to the point that she was now used to it.

She wouldn't have time to deal with these people unless they attacked her first.

"A strange aura lingered in the alley ahead, but what was odd was that the aura was somewhat disordered and scattered. I had never seen such a weak and strange aura before."

With a slight frown, Hachimami and Saya finally stopped at the entrance of a small alley. After slowly pointing into the alley, Hachimami expressed her doubts.

"You mean abnormally weak?" Zuo You had heard of abnormally strong before, but this was the first time he had heard of abnormally weak.

"Well, something's definitely odd. You'd better be careful." -wihl

Yamami nodded and followed Saya into the dimly lit alley. Saya wasn't too worried. Most of these oddballs were escaped from the brewery. Since they could be caught by the brewery, they couldn't be that strange. With his strength, he didn't need to worry about anything going wrong.

Upon entering the alley, Saya frowned, momentarily speechless at the scene before him. A scantily clad woman was on top of a balding, middle-aged man, clearly a corporate slave, sucking on him. Judging from the mess on the ground and the scattered clothes, they had just engaged in a fierce struggle. The man's eyes were now rolling upwards, and he didn't seem to have much longer to live. The woman on top of him noticed Saya and Saya's arrival, releasing her mouth from the man's neck, and a white, thread-like substance retreated from the corner of her lips.

"Does the young man want to join in first? Or is it a three-person group? If there are many people, there will be a queue."

She revealed a somewhat lewd smile, trying to cover up what had just happened as nothing more than a classic alleyway scene. Anyway, the man wasn't dead, and people would definitely believe it if she said she had just had too much fun.

"Sorry, I'm not interested, but I'd be happy to practice with you if you'd like."

Just as Yamami said, Saya scratched his head, feeling that the woman in front of him was unusually weak. However, he still expressed his thoughts and raised his fist towards the woman.

"You're really in a hurry, buddy. But I'm not interested in playing any other games with you for now." Then, he turned and disappeared into the darkness, clearly intending to escape. Sawa hadn't expected him to turn and run away so easily. Aren't all monsters supposed to harm people as their most basic instinct? Could there really be other monsters besides him that don't want to fight humans?

Sawa didn't consider himself to have any imposing presence, and he couldn't really tell how strong he was from his usual appearance. Surely his opponent wouldn't be scared away by his weakling look?