Don't use Type-Moon references in Oregairu!

Yuta Tsunehara took out a cigarette from his pocket, but after thinking for a moment, he put it back and sighed, "That's right! When that guy named Masamura Kaneda mortgaged the house, we took that into consideration, which is why we gave him a loan of 4000 million yen. We didn't expect that after he went crazy, he would come back and swallow the money and commit suicide before we even had a chance to sell the house. As a result, the house has become a haunted house."

He shrugged helplessly. Haunted houses in Japan are incredibly frightening, which causes even houses that could fetch a good price to lose a lot of value on the market. The Tojo Clan doesn't do unprofitable business; they'll leave it here for now and figure out a solution later.

Zeng Yuanxiong touched his Adam's apple and sneered, "Speaking of which, I have to admire this Kinda Shinmura. He was supposedly favored by some Mammon, so he took on loan sharking and gambled away a mountain of debt. In the end, he managed to send his wife and children away without anyone noticing, leaving himself to shoulder the burden alone. He's a real man."

Did she actually fulfill her duties as a husband and father in such a delicate situation?

Yukino Yukinoshita became curious. The people inside were busy but didn't seem to be making any progress, so she decided to go in and search for them herself.

Seeing that Yukino Yukinoshita was about to go inside, Zeng Yuanyu thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and followed her.

The scene in the tea room left him shaken, and he was reluctant to enter this somewhat eerie place. However, even yakuza members have their pride. He could only pray to the gods and Buddhas: "Buddha above, bless me with safety this time, and I will certainly offer you sacrifices later!"

21. Scum

Stepping into the foyer, the house is laid out in a classic Japanese style, with a hallway leading to the living room and dining room. The kitchen utensils in the dining room are covered in dust. The living room is cluttered, with some chairs roughly overturned during the search by the Dongcheng group members, and a family photo on the floor.

Yukino Yukinoshita walked over. It was a family photo of the three of them. The man looked spirited, the woman was full of happiness, and the child was innocent and naive. What was jarring was that the frame of the photo had been smashed and cracked, separating the man from his wife and child.

After a moment of silence, Yukino Yukinoshita recalled the information she had just heard: because he had mistakenly trusted the Baimamon Happiness and Peace of Mind Committee, this Kaneda Mamura had destroyed his own happy life and become the final sacrifice. She wondered what he was thinking before he died.

“What an ugly/incorrect guy.” Yukino Yukinoshita made a calm judgment, her voice strangely coming from two different, non-overlapping tones. Yudai Sohara, who was listening nearby, felt a chill.

Are the people of Chaldea a bit eerie...?

"Big brother! We've found something! Come up and lend a hand!" The younger brother on the second floor seemed to have made a discovery and called to his companions.

Upon hearing that something had been discovered, the people on the first floor came up at the urging of their companions. Yukino Yukinoshita noticed a strange odor, frowned, and followed them up to the second floor.

In what was clearly the master bedroom, members of the East City Group were forcefully striking the wall with hammers.

Yudai Sohara followed behind Yukino Yukinoshita, grinning smugly: "Luckily, as is our usual habit when collecting debts, we brought a door-breaking guy. Hey, what's going on over there!"

"I don't know, but Ah Long said he smelled something strange, so he asked us to bring a sledgehammer and work together to break this place open to take a look."

Yuta Tsunehara shifted his gaze to the side, hoping the experts would offer their opinions. Yukino Yukinoshita remained silent, secretly making preparations.

With each strike of the wall, the stench grew stronger and stronger.

"Bang!" With a final, forceful blow, the wooden wall finally gave way, creating a gap that revealed its contents—a man with a deathly pale face, his limbs twisted and folded together, huddled in the small space.

As the wall was smashed through, the man's eyes opened.

"Kinda Masamura!" The Tojo Clan members surrounding them were so frightened that they retreated and drew their guns from their waistbands to prepare for battle.

Zeng Yuanxiong spat fiercely, took out his pistol, cocked it, and shouted, "Damn it, so it really was you who did this! I dared to cut open your stomach and take your money before you died, do you think I'm afraid of you after you're dead?"

"Money? Money... money! It's all mine!" Jintian Zhencun was provoked. Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd, he used his violently broken limbs to prop himself up, leaping up like a crawling spider. "Give me back my money!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Everyone fired without hesitation, and .45 bullets from Colt M1911s struck their targets one after another. Kaneda Masamura, who had leaped into the air, was abruptly stopped by the bullets with their powerful stopping power, fell to the ground, but was still alive, groaning in agony.

"Shut up!" Zeng Yuanxiong's face was contorted with rage. He stepped forward and fired repeatedly at the man's head until the magazine was empty. "Even if you come back to life, I'll just kill you again!"

Yukino Yukinoshita stood guard nearby, but when Kaneda Masamura did not get up again and the wailing stopped, her expression turned strange.

The blood flowing from Kaneda Mamura's body had spread to the feet of everyone in the master bedroom, causing them to curse and swear.

That's it? What happened to the promised boss battle? ...Wait! The health bar is off.

How much blood is in a human body? Yukino Yukinoshita didn't know, but she understood that a dead person couldn't possibly bleed that much. Before she could warn anyone, the blood on the ground turned into a faint red mist, completely covering the entire master bedroom.

The bedroom, which was originally only a few dozen square meters, was stretched by a strange force, and all colors faded, turning it into a view resembling an underground cave.

The fallen Kaneda Masamune silently rose to his feet, his body swelling up. His legs lengthened and thickened, his arms transformed into beastly claws, dangling to the ground, unconsciously scratching and leaving marks.

Most horrifyingly, a gash appeared on his swollen belly, from which two heads emerged, their tongues, each nearly two meters long, entwining around two members of the East City Group, one on the left and one on the right.

"Monster! Let go! HANASE!" The members who were being pulled up were terrified and desperately fired their M1911s at the tongues that were right in front of them, but they only managed to hit them painfully and showed no sign of letting go.

"【The heel is named Demon Sword Sergiel】!" Two cold, sharp blades of light appeared in response, severing the green tongue. As crimson blood splattered, the two people inside Kaneda Mamura's abdomen let out screams of agony.

Kaneda Masamura, his face swollen beyond recognition, sighed, "Why, why can't you just obediently merge with me?"

“Look at them, how happy they are.” Kaneda Mamura stroked the two heads that emerged from his belly with his sharp claws, and the two heads rubbed against his claws with enjoyment. “My wife is mine, my daughter is mine, and you who are in my house, shouldn’t you all be mine!”

"Shut up! You heretic!"

"I was once Yuta Sohara, and I was labeled a yakuza member." He took out his pistol and changed the magazine.

"I lend money at exorbitant interest rates, luring people who can't repay to sell their bodies, and I also collect protection money." Loading and aiming.

“But even a scoundrel like me knows what disgusting evil is. You murdered your wife and daughters and devoured them, you are more vile than frog piss!” Zeng Yuanxiong fired all his bullets in one go, but only heard muffled thuds, completely ineffective.

"Guhahaha, is this the Yakuza that forced me to my death? It's not even as good as a tickle!" Kinda no Mamura, no, the monster, was oblivious to everyone around him. It used its sharp claws to scratch bloody marks on its body. The wounds on its abdomen where the heads were located had also healed. It revealed a greedy expression. "Stop struggling. Just obediently become my collection in my belly."

Zeng Yuanxiong gave him the middle finger and silently mouthed, "Idiot!"

Hmm? Something seems off?

The moment the monster's chaotic mind entertained a thought, it sensed a deadly threat rushing straight towards the back of its head.

"Gurgle gurgle gurgle!" Without time to think, the monster forcefully swung its long claws backward.

"Too late! [The Temptation of the Prince: The Demon Odil]!"

Without a single gap, the figures attacking from behind transformed into numerous phantoms, their sharp blades forming a vast net that swept in. But its last instinctive alertness saved it from being beheaded. Instead, its two claws were severed, and a deep, bone-revealing wound was left on the back of its head.

Yukino Yukinoshita disdainfully swung her high-heeled blade, flicking away the green blood that stained it. She hadn't fully donned her Heroic Spirit armor; she only displayed the high-heeled blade and the spikes on her knees, looking as majestic as a Valkyrie on the battlefield.

"Humans never learn their lesson. It's about time that ugly scumbag left the stage!"

22. Cut it off

The monster, transformed from scum, howled in agony, its tongue whipping violently backward from its abdomen.

Yukino Yukinoshita lightly touched the ground with her toes, gracefully dodging its counterattack with swirling dance steps.

She stared coldly at the monster.

Ah, how true! This stench that emanates from head to toe, treating one's family as property to be controlled, the seemingly good husband and father are nothing more than the daily maintenance of that property.

For the sake of their status and wealth, they can be traded away at any time for a suitable price.

She'd seen far too many scumbags like this. But she'd never seen anyone so utterly depraved.

During their casual conversation, Zeng Yuanxiong had been wondering how this guy managed to evade the East City Gang's surveillance and send his family away.

Unexpectedly, Kinda no Masamune did not send his family away at all, but instead merged directly with the two of them.

"It's utterly disgusting! Whether it's this appearance or this scum-like behavior, die! Die! Die!"

Enraged, Yukino Yukinoshita no longer hesitated. With a light step, her magic surged, subtly transforming into a white skirt at her waist, like a swan taking flight from a lake.

"So beautiful..." The members of the East City Group stared wide-eyed. Although she was still wearing a strange gas mask, her elegant, ballet-like fighting posture was truly captivating. Even the monster was stunned for a few seconds. By the time it reacted, the sharp high-heeled blade was already in front of it.

A downward slash—the monster barely managed to turn its body to the side, dodging the fatal blow. It roared and retaliated, shooting out tongues from the two heads on its abdomen, trying to pierce Yukino Yukinoshita like a string of candied hawthorns.

A side kick—using her supple waist to generate power, Yukino Yukinoshita seemed to have anticipated the monster's thoughts. Before she could even regain her footing, she spun around and swept her leg across the ground. Her sharp foot blade sliced ​​through the two tongues as easily as a hot knife through butter.

Knee Strike—she merely took a slight step back to gather momentum, and Yukino Yukino, like an arrow released from a bow, thrust the spikes from her knee towards the monster's chest. The spikes pierced the monster's thick hide without any resistance.

The monster roared in pain, opening its mouth 270 degrees and biting hard at Yukino Yukinoshita.

"Still want to eat? Go to hell and reflect on your actions! [The Siren Who Burns Your Lungs]!"

Boom! Magic erupted from the monster's wound, repelling it and pulling it off the long, sharp spikes. It opened and closed its mouth, trying to make a sound, but the magic, like a siren devouring human entrails, had already torn its body apart. It only managed to utter its last words:

"Why...why won't you give me my things...?"

"Ignorant, foolish, ugly." She showed no pity, simply spun around and wiped away the filthy blood, like a celestial maiden gracefully exiting the stage after a dance.

Yukino's heart was pounding as she watched the monster lie motionless on the ground, slowly dying, and she began to savor the feeling she had just experienced.

The sensation of the blade tearing through flesh, the opponent's agonizing roar of being severely wounded, and the relief of the grotesque creature's utter death—all of this fascinated her. Magic flowed through her body like a surging river, making her feel as if she were floating on air.

She began to understand why Melt Lilith enjoyed so much torturing her enemies.

shock.

As the members of the East City group were panicking, the space they were in cracked like a mirror. With a huge noise and a strong tremor, the red mist receded, the black and white was replaced by color, and they were back in the old and dusty master bedroom.

The monster on the ground turned into a puddle of black dust the moment it returned to reality. Yukino Yukinoshita did not rashly put away her weapon; she used her high-heeled blade to poke at the ground.

The pile of ash emitted a faint purple light, vaguely showing signs of magic, and within the ash, a strange silver coin was revealed.

The coin was quite large, about half the size of a person's palm, and covered in mottled bloodstains. A familiar pattern was engraved on it: a circle with a pair of spikes piercing the circle and crossing inside to form a cross.

“The symbol of Mammon, it really is that cult!” Yukino Yukinoshita smiled coldly. “Mr. Sohara, you should strengthen your search efforts regarding that cult. They’ve even brought out monsters.”

Zeng Yuanxiong, still shaken, said with lingering fear, "It's more than just a monster; we sank that Kaneda Shinmura village into Tokyo Bay long ago, and we've managed to pull this one up. Don't worry, we will definitely do our best to assist your organization."

Don't they realize their organization is under threat? No, are they trying to use a fallacy to curry favor? I wonder what their reaction will be if they find out Chaldea doesn't exist?

Yukino Yukinoshita didn't respond. Before coming here, Fujimaru had told her that if she didn't know how to answer, she should just stay silent.

Pretending to be an expert by remaining silent, and simply saying "a smile is enough" are both universal solutions to problems.

Yuta Tsunehara didn't hear a reply, nor did he show any displeasure. He secretly glanced at her; she was changing back into disguise from her armor. Her black pants and sneakers showed no signs of punctures, as if nothing had happened. It was as if the scene of the Valkyrie battling the monster had just been a mass hysteria.

He lowered his head, no longer looking at the other person—who might be like the samurai in those sword movies, not satisfied with killing monsters, using his own small actions as an excuse to kill someone to test his sword.

"Mr. Zeng Yuan? Mr. Zeng Yuan! Zeng Yuan Xiongda!"

Lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice Yukino Yukinoshita picking up the silver coin and speaking to him. Luckily, his younger brother was quick-witted and quietly nudged him with his hand.

He snapped to attention, stood at attention, placed his hands in his pockets, and respectfully replied in a loud voice, "Hi! May I ask what you need?"

Yukino Yukinoshita frowned, feeling like she was being treated like a man-eating tiger. She said unhappily, "Do you have a way to contact the other two groups? Contact them quickly."

"No problem, sir!" Zeng Yuanxiong quickly took out his phone and dialed Group C, who was heading to Makuhari, but the call didn't go through. So he dialed Group B, and this time the call went through.

"Hey, is that Yamamoto? Be careful, there might be a monster."

There was no sound from the other side, only rapid breathing.

"Speak up, Yamamoto!" Sohara Yu replied impatiently. "Are you fucking running?"

"I was running! A monster appeared! Those Chaldea guys are fighting it!"

Yukino Yukinoshita raised an eyebrow and instructed, "Have him ask if they can handle it over there."

Zeng Yuanxiong turned on the speakerphone and asked the question. On the other end of the call, he heard the phone owner's hoarse shouts, and then he seemed to hear a reply: "He said he can handle it himself and doesn't need any help!"

Yukino Yukinoshita was silent for a moment before making a decision: "I trust my comrades, so, Sohara, head to the Makuhari region where we lost contact at full speed."