Chapter 99: Ghost Hand Flight, Yoru's True Protagonist Halo
During this period, Yoru, the number one exorcist in Kyoto, and Tamamo-no-Mae, the Great Yokai in the Otherworld Kyoto, completed multiple intimate and effective collaborations.
Tamamo-no-Mae, who possessed influence in the Otherworld, would compile a briefing with information about the areas, abilities, and appearance patterns of powerful evil spirits in the Otherworld.
Then, she would hand it over to the Super-Quant Club members entering the Otherworld.
Simply put.
Tamamo-no-Mae was now equivalent to an external collaborator of the Super-Quant Club, almost like a tour guide of the Otherworld.
And not just the evil spirit part involved in the contract.
When Tamamo-no-Mae discovered new "Doors" appearing in the Otherworld, she would also inform the Super-Quant Club.
The structure of the Otherworld and the physical world was the same.
As a path connecting the two worlds, once a "Door" appeared, it would appear in both worlds simultaneously.
In this regard, Tamamo-no-Mae made a considerable contribution.
One look identifies it as authentic.
Certified as: This Great Yokai possesses a strong sense of self-management.
"Sure enough, there is a 'Door'."
Yoru wasn't surprised by Tamamo-no-Mae's affirmative answer.
Mainly because what that violent group did was too outrageous.
Selling guns and hallucinogens?
Sakura Prefecture wasn't a lawless place. Were they really not afraid of the Self-Defense Forces striking hard?
Such stupid behavior, no different from seeking death, could be called the bottom line of IQ. If it were a small group of one or two people committing crimes, it might be a coincidence.
But since it could be called a violent group, it proved there were many members.
With so many people collectively losing their minds, Yoru could only think of one reasonable explanation.
Just like the Kyoto Municipal Kindergarten incident, either their minds were manipulated by evil spirits.
Or all the people inside had been possessed by evil spirits.
In that case, it meant there was at least one "Door" in that area.
And a highly dangerous "Door" at that.
At this time, Light, watching Yoru chat casually with Tamamo-no-Mae, felt his brain freeze.
There is such a thing?
There are actually evil spirits in this world that can communicate with humans?
No...
Is this world really the same world I was originally in?
Viscous rolling black mist, malicious gazes lurking in the mist.
And the woman in white standing in front of him, seemingly glamorous but actually emitting a palpitating aura, as if stirring a sea of blood with every light step.
At this moment, Light finally realized the seriousness of the matter.
The other side connected by the "Door" was such a hell dominated by evil spirits, filled with despair and terror.
Thinking of this, his gaze turned to Yoru, who was chatting casually with Tamamo-no-Mae with a relaxed and calm expression.
This is the opponent's home field.
In a world dominated by evil spirits, a human actually showed no nervousness at all, relaxed as if on a spring outing. Even for a spirit medium, this was a bit too outrageous.
Either the opponent was a complete madman who didn't know fear.
Or he had powerful strength unknown to Light.
Even Light didn't realize it himself.
After entering the Otherworld, the astonishing things happening one after another beyond his imagination, plus Yoru's fearlessness and extremely relaxed demeanor.
Light had unconsciously changed his gaze from regarding Yoru as an equal to looking up to him.
"Since there is a 'Door', let's go."
Yoru didn't plan to waste too much time.
Since he confirmed there was a highly dangerous "Door" in that area, it was better to remove it as soon as possible.
His main goal this time was to see Light's sincerity. He didn't plan to stay in the Otherworld overnight and return tomorrow morning.
In other words, there were about two hours left to complete a series of actions: arriving at that "Door," returning to the physical world, killing all members of the violent group, returning to the Otherworld, and returning to the original location in the physical world.
Time was still tight.
"Wait a minute, Itou-kun."
Light suddenly realized something and frowned.
"Are there transportation tools in this world?"
Light thought taking a train or taxi takes so much time.
Is the opponent thinking of walking there?
Although Light didn't know the restriction of passing through the "Door" between two worlds only during twilight and dawn, he also didn't want to waste time.
The reason was simple.
Staying out for two or three hours was easy to explain.
But if he stayed out all night, plus his father, the Police Criminal Investigation Bureau Chief, would definitely get the news that all members of the violent group died, he would certainly be suspicious of Light.
Hearing Light's question, Yoru turned to look at him and said faintly.
"Just fly there; it will be faster."
Light was dumbfounded and said incredulously.
"Fly?"
Yoru returned a surprised expression, speaking in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Don't tell me you can't fly?"
Listening to his tone, it was as if flying was no different from walking; as long as one wasn't disabled, any human should be able to do it.
Light was shocked.
"Could it be, you can fly?"
"Of course. Can't you?"
"Uh... I can't."
Hearing this answer, Yoru shook his head, looking very disappointed, and patted Light's shoulder.
"Hehe, you seem like that Ground-type legendary beast. Who else can't fly?" (Groudon meme).
Light didn't understand the Groudon meme, but he could indeed feel the weird, sarcastic tone in Yoru's words, which was really hard to bear.
"Since that is the case..."
Yoru waved his right hand lightly and dropped two words faintly.
"Come out."
As these two words came out, the gigantic Pale Ghost Hand appeared instantly.
Light noticed a detail.
When summoning Soul Manifestation, the opponent didn't call out the name representing the spirit body like he did.
Is it a difference in ability?
Or is it because the opponent's power is strong, so he can skip this necessary stage?
Light couldn't analyze it.
No way; even with his good brain, knowing only two spirit mediums, himself and the opponent, he really couldn't draw any valid conclusions.
Even a clever housewife cannot cook without rice.
While the Super-Quant Club had already started systematically honing their spiritual abilities, Light was still like a rookie who just registered an account and hadn't even finished the tutorial.
Although his Emperor Sutoku was strong, if fighting Miko one-on-one, the chance of winning was small.
After all, numerical values and combat power couldn't be directly equated.
"Step on."
Hearing Yoru's words, Light didn't hesitate at all. He took two steps forward directly and stood in the open palm of the Pale Ghost Hand.
Now, if the Pale Ghost Hand just closed its five fingers, he wouldn't even have the chance to call out Emperor Sutoku and would be killed instantly.
Seeing Light's action, Yoru nodded with satisfaction.
As expected of the gambler who wanted to become the God (Kami) of the New World, liked to wander on the edge of life and death, and would rather risk his life than be bored.
Truly bold.
"OK, taking off."
Yoru also stood on the Pale Ghost Hand and chuckled.
The extended Pale Ghost Hand's palm was almost as big as the rooftop of Sobu High. Let alone standing two people, standing more than ten would be no problem.
Whoosh!
After the two stood firmly, the Pale Ghost Hand flew towards the distance like an arrow leaving the string, carrying wisps of breaking wind sounds.
Tamamo-no-Mae standing on the ground, her long hair blown messy, was dumbfounded.
It was also her first time knowing.
Turns out Lord Yoru can fly?
Just a hand possesses such weird and unpredictable abilities.
What kind of terrifying monster must the true body of the Pale Ghost Hand be?
....
On the other side.
Light, who was originally standing on the Pale Ghost Hand with a tall figure and a smile, now looked extremely wretched.
His brown long hair had been blown into a mop-like shape by the strong wind blowing around him, revealing his shiny forehead.
His whole face was blown almost deformed.
Light hugged the erected middle finger of the Pale Ghost Hand like hugging a pillar, not letting go.
With his psychological quality, he wasn't afraid of flying so fast at high altitude.
No matter how exciting, it couldn't compare to the roller coaster in the amusement park. After all, the Ghost Hand flew straight and wouldn't do tricks like looping twice or flying upside down.
The problem was.
This Ghost Hand has no seat belts!
The speed of the black mist retreating wasn't as fast as the flight speed of the Pale Ghost Hand.
This resulted in looking down from where Light stood now; what entered his eyes was a rolling, sea-like pitch-black mist.
Like staring directly at the sea level when there were no lights.
Just such a scene was enough to make many people feel fear.
Moreover, Light could vaguely feel an aura in that black mist that made his heart palpitate and his hair stand on end.
Falling down would definitely result in a death without a burial place.
Light couldn't care about his style (B-ge) anymore.
Although he was also a protagonist in anime, obviously.
Yoru's intelligence-lowering halo was superior.
Skill Activated: True Protagonist Halo.
Skill Effect: When the originally stylish protagonist is beside you, he will lose all style; only you can act cool.
The journey originally estimated to take at least fifteen minutes by train took the Pale Ghost Hand less than five minutes to arrive directly.
Yoru couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
If I could use this move casually in the physical world, it would be great.
Unfortunately, for ordinary people, whether a person flying in the sky or a Pale Ghost Hand carrying a person flying, these two scenes were a bit too shocking.
Better save it as a backup.
Seeing the Pale Ghost Hand finally stop flying, Light released his hands and stood up.
Although his hair was messy and his clothes were blown crooked, looking unkempt like a homeless person.
Light's expression wasn't flustered, nor did he have reactions like vomiting, trembling body, or unsteady steps.
Emphasize again.
Light wasn't afraid of heights, nor roller coasters, bungee jumping, and other entertainment projects exciting for ordinary people.
He hugged the middle finger of the Pale Ghost Hand only because he wouldn't fall off that way, that's all.
As for style...
Honestly, Light didn't care.
He had only one thought in his heart now.
The moment for evil to be sanctioned was coming.
Light tidied his brown long hair and looked around calmly.
Similar to the intelligence he collected from the Kyoto police using the ability of Soul Manifestation and his relationship with his father Soichiro Yagami.
This wasn't a very remote location in Kyoto, but a shopping street that was very lively a few years ago but gradually declined as Kyoto's economic center shifted.
Surrounding were supermarkets, shops, and an emptied department store building.
Light found that the thick black mist visible to the naked eye since entering this world was gone at this moment.
Only an ancient wooden door with cracks and falling wood chips stood quietly on the street between the houses on both sides.
"Another 'Door'..."
Although Light received a series of shocks after coming to the Otherworld, he didn't forget to think.
When he entered, he passed through a "Door" that looked almost identical to the one he had seen in the news photos of the scene.
Ordinary people couldn't see the "Door"; Light had confirmed this before coming to Kyoto.
Combined with Yoru's conversation with Tamamo-no-Mae just now...
"So that's how it is."
Light finally understood the principle.
This was the perfect crime method the police had been searching for bitterly but never found a clue about.
Shuttling between two worlds through this mysterious "Door."
In the eyes of ordinary people, it was equivalent to appearing directly at a certain location.
Not captured by surveillance cameras along the way, no witnesses, and leaving no traces on the journey.
Only spirit mediums could find traces.
The problem was.
Even a spirit medium like him who could observe the existence of evil spirits and "Doors"...
Facing that "Door" emitting black energy from the cracks, looking very ominous and weird at first glance, who would dare to pass through it rashly?
Light knew he definitely wouldn't dare.
But without entering this world, even spirit mediums couldn't know that such teleportation-like means were achieved in this way.
Unsolvable.
Looking at Yoru standing in front of the door waiting for him, Light felt a feeling he had never had before.
Frustration.
Not just the gap in strength as a spirit medium.
Even putting aside power, Light felt his abilities in all aspects were inferior to the opponent.
Application of the "Door," understanding of Kyoto, obviously extraordinary psychological quality...
Just like that woman in white, a powerful evil spirit he had never seen before, adopting a subordinate low posture in front of the opponent.
For the first time, Light felt he couldn't compare to someone.
However.
While generating frustration, he also had an inexplicable excitement.
This is interesting.
Competing with opponents standing on the same level or even higher level was what Light pursued.
If it weren't because his father Soichiro Yagami didn't like Shuchiin and Advanced Nurturing High School, according to Light's original idea, he wanted to go there to compete. (Note: Kaguya-sama / Cote reference).
Of course.
This is better now.
"Stop daydreaming, hurry up."
Hearing Yoru's urging, Light walked to the door in two steps. Before he could speak, he heard Yoru say faintly.
"You are probably thinking you should change into a costume that can hide your identity first, right?"
Light nodded and whispered.
"Right. According to police records, this area where the Black Dragon Society is located is likely monitored 24 hours a day. If we are filmed or our faces are seen by police members, it will be troublesome."
"Is that so?"
Yoru smiled nonchalantly and asked back.
"Then why not kill all the witnesses?"
Hearing this, Light froze first, then narrowed his eyes slightly, a trace of vigilance flashing in his eyes.
"Itou-kun, I act to sanction evil and only to sanction evil. Killing innocent people is not my justice."
"Is that so?"
Hearing Light's answer, Yoru nodded noncommittally.
As he expected.
Light, not twisted by the Death Note, originally had such a personality.
After all, targeting police members and sanctioning crimes that the law couldn't sanction as a starting point—although a bit twisted, he was ultimately a messenger of justice.
"Watch carefully; I'll only teach once."
As Yoru's voice fell, burning black flames surged from his body.
Within less than a second.
His outfit transformed again into the pure black clothing and mask he first appeared in at the Kyoto Municipal Kindergarten.
"This is..."
Seeing the scene before him, while surprised, something in Light's heart seemed to be touched.
This seems...
A bit cool.
Henshin (Transformation)?
Yagami Light had a hidden attribute.
Chunibyo.
If not a person with a hidden Chunibyo soul, how could he call himself the God who wanted to change the new world?
Light's thought at this moment was exactly like the famous line said by that famous character back then.
Coach, I want to learn this move!
However, Light knew the opponent didn't say it explicitly but meant to demonstrate directly.
If you can learn it, use it.
If I can't learn it, the so-called cooperation might be ruined.
Light had no objection to this.
Negotiation and cooperation were like this.
Both sides had to show their chips one after another, but not too many, and finally reach an agreement.
Obviously, the weight of the chips shown by the opponent already exceeded the weight of his identity as the son of the Criminal Investigation Bureau Chief and the ability of Soul Manifestation.