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ArabicAnime Crossover: Eating Evil in a Daily World — Chapter 41
Chapter 41: I See Yui Yuigahama Is Also a Good Fellow
A sudden thought struck Yotsuya Miko. She forced herself to sit up straight on the sofa, pressing her palms together tightly. Her small face flushed a deep crimson as she exerted every ounce of her strength, treating the air between her hands like a physical weight.
Come out!
This sudden, dramatic display stunned both Yui Yuigahama and Yozora.
Come out… what exactly?
Yotsuya Miko slowly separated her palms, staring down at her completely empty hands, and let out a long, defeated sigh.
I wanted to try your method of condensing an evil spirit’s aura into a physical weapon, but there was absolutely no reaction.
Am I really still that weak?
A heavy hint of disappointment clouded Yotsuya Miko’s eyes. But when she looked up, she saw Yozora biting his lip, his shoulders shaking as he struggled to hold back a burst of laughter.
You! Are you mocking me? Do you think I am too weak?
Not at all.
Yozora waved his hand dismissively, a thoroughly smug half-smile plastered across his face.
What I am mocking is not your strength. I am mocking your brain.
Before Yotsuya Miko could snap back at him, he chuckled and continued his explanation.
Condensing the power of an evil spirit into a weapon and devouring them to enhance my own strength are byproducts of my unique physical constitution. It has absolutely nothing to do with the standard ability of Soul Manifestation. If you want a fair comparison, you should be comparing your Hyakume with my Pale Ghost Hand.
Oh… I see.
Yotsuya Miko looked utterly embarrassed upon hearing this, finally realizing her fundamental misunderstanding. She had spent the last few minutes seriously pondering what kind of cool weapon she wanted to forge once she mastered her Soul Manifestation.
It turned out that was just Yozora being an absolute freak of nature.
Speaking of which, how many eyes does your Hyakume actually have right now?
Hearing Yozora’s question, Yotsuya Miko did not hesitate at all and immediately gave her answer.
Two. One on the palm of each hand.
Yozora tapped his fingers against the table, the rhythmic, soft thuds echoing in the quiet room as he mused over the information.
Evil spirits can devour each other to evolve. Your Hyakume currently only possesses two eyes, which is completely different from the terrifying great demon described in the Hyakki Yagyō, an entity literally covered in countless eyes. This proves that at this current stage, your Hyakume can only be considered a newborn infant among evil spirits. There is still a massive amount of room for improvement in its strength.
Low EQ: How can you be so incredibly terrible at this?
High EQ: Miss Yotsuya Miko, you still have a lot of room for improvement.
Yotsuya Miko completely failed to detect the underlying sarcastic tone in Yozora’s words. She simply nodded in serious agreement.
Hmm… So, if I want my Hyakume to become stronger, I need to let it actively devour other evil spirits. This method of evolution… well, it truly fits the nature of an evil spirit.
Immediately after coming to this realization, Yotsuya Miko looked up at Yozora with a curious glint in her eyes.
By the way, there is something else I wanted to tell you.
What is it?
My Hyakume is female.
Heh, how surprising. Hyakume is an ability materialized directly from your inner self and your soul. Naturally, it shares the exact same gender as you.
Then your Pale Ghost Hand… is it male or female?
This highly specific question from Yotsuya Miko caught Yozora completely off guard. He actually had to pause and ponder for a moment before giving his reply.
This… I feel like… it might be a Yin-Yang entity?
Noticing the deeply complex and slightly disturbed expressions crossing the faces of both Yotsuya Miko and Yui Yuigahama, Yozora immediately raised a hand to clear his name righteously.
Of course, this does not mean my physical body is intersex. The Ghost Hand being a Yin-Yang entity is purely a reflection of my soul, mostly because my personality is so incredibly passive-aggressive and two-faced.
Is that really how that works?
Obviously.
Yozora maintained a confident smile on his face, but his mind was rapidly processing a completely different set of thoughts.
Through witnessing Yotsuya Miko’s Soul Manifestation firsthand, he had firmly confirmed two distinct theories.
The first point.
It was exactly as Rio Futaba had analyzed back in the real world.
Psychics born with Yin-Yang Eyes already possess the foundational qualifications to contend with supernatural anomalies. The shift in their mental perception acts as the final key to unlocking the power of Soul Manifestation.
When Yotsuya Miko’s perception of evil spirits shifted from terrifying monsters she had to hide from and could never defeat, to dangerous enemies she actively had to eliminate to protect others, her Soul Manifestation, Hyakume, awakened in direct response to that mental shift.
As for himself?
As a transmigrator… no, he could not just blame this on being a transmigrator.
As a highly abstract Master, a person operating on a completely abnormal wavelength, the very first day Yozora awakened his Yin-Yang Eyes and saw an evil spirit, his first thought was never to flee. His immediate thought was simply: if they can touch me, I can kill them.
Evil spirits could harm humans, so why the hell couldn’t humans harm evil spirits right back?
Because of that aggressive, unhinged mindset, he had awakened the materialization of his own soul from the very beginning, instantly gaining the lethal ability to contend with anomalies.
The second point.
Whether it was his bizarre ability to grow stronger by devouring other evil spirits and absorbing their memory fragments, or the existence of that Pale Ghost Hand itself, both phenomena seemed fundamentally different from Yotsuya Miko’s Hyakume and the general rules governing most evil spirits.
Based on Yozora’s extensive personal experience.
Whenever such a contradictory situation arose, the abnormal variable in the equation was usually himself.
After all, he was a transmigrator. It was perfectly normal for him to be a little bit abnormal.
I am so sleepy. I am going to go sleep for a bit.
Yui Yuigahama stretched her arms lazily above her head, rubbed her tired eyes, and let out a massive yawn as she casually strolled right into the bedroom of the eerie apartment.
Yotsuya Miko sighed helplessly, muttering under her breath as she watched the girl leave.
I really do not know whether to call her slow-witted or just insanely brave. Surrounded by this kind of terrifying situation, she can actually still manage to fall asleep.
After finishing her quiet complaint, Yotsuya Miko turned her attention back to Yozora, who was lazily leaning against the backrest of the sofa. She wore a deeply hesitant expression as she tentatively brought up the main issue.
After we return to the real world, what exactly do you plan to do about Yui’s situation?
Yozora understood her underlying meaning without Yotsuya Miko needing to spell it out.
This entire night had been a massive, unexpected deviation from the norm.
Yui Yuigahama, a completely ordinary high school girl, had actually followed him and Yotsuya Miko, two awakened Psychics, straight into the nightmarish Inner World of Kyoto. Worse yet, she had remained conscious and witnessed the entirety of their brutal battle against Hachishaku-sama.
What was supposed to happen next?
I see that Yui Yuigahama is quite a brave soul. How about the two of us figure out a way to drag her into the Supernatural Quantum Mechanics Investigation and Research Club? From then on, we can gather as outlaws, eating meat and drinking wine to our heart’s content! Wouldn’t that be a delightful brotherhood?
Yotsuya Miko pursed her lips, looking utterly speechless at his dramatic flair.
Do you think we are recruiting bandits for the Water Margin?
Oh, you are actually quite cultured to catch that reference.
After delivering that playful remark, Yozora’s tone finally shifted into something calm and reassuring.
Anyway, you really do not have to worry about it. Even if Yuigahama-san decides not to join our little club, with her sweet personality, she is not the type to go blabbing our secrets everywhere. And even if we assume the absolute worst-case scenario where she tells everyone at school about what happened tonight, absolutely no one is going to believe her.
Alright. Let us rest for a bit.
Yotsuya Miko nodded slightly, finally allowing her tense muscles to relax. She curled her small body up on the corner of the sofa and closed her eyes to rest.
The sheer exhaustion radiating from her very first Soul Manifestation felt as if it had completely drained the life force from her bones. Yotsuya Miko had been running on empty for hours, managing to hold on until this exact moment purely through her tenacious spirit.
Soon enough, the clock struck five in the morning.
Open the door.
Yozora’s brief, commanding words made Hachishaku-sama, who had been pathetically curled up in the darkest corner of the room, tremble violently all over again. She obediently raised her pale hand and drew a jagged line through the empty air. A weathered wooden door slowly materialized from the distortion.
Just as Yozora, Yui Yuigahama, Yotsuya Miko, and Sabre—three people and one dog—were about to step through the wooden frame and return to the safety of Kyoto in the real world, Hachishaku-sama suddenly lunged forward and desperately grabbed the edge of Yozora’s sleeve.
Can… can you take me with you?
[Inorin’s Note: “Yin-Yang” is frequently used in Chinese internet slang to describe someone who is passive-aggressive, sarcastic, or two-faced, speaking in a way that implies the opposite of what they mean. Yozora uses this pun to explain why his ghost hand is “intersex” (Yin-Yang).]