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

But Ye Xing, a renowned pianist who had been trained in Zaun, knew the principle that taking a step back would only make him angrier, and that enduring it would only make him feel worse. He had no intention of indulging the other party.

He held up his phone and waved it in front of the office lady's face.

"You like barking dogs? Then I'm just unlucky and my phone will get stolen."

"And coincidentally, my phone doesn't have a password, so anyone can open it."

"It couldn't be more coincidental that the person who stole my phone uploaded this video online."

"Finally, there's an extremely rare coincidence: your colleague and boss both received a copy."

"Isn't that a coincidence?"

Upon hearing these words, the office lady's expression changed.

Night Star did not stop there; it continued to output damage.

"Of course, if you're just being harassed by a pervert on a train, you might only get sympathy from people, since you're the victim."

At this point, Ye Xing smiled and changed the subject.

"But what if someone tells the whole story, and the pervert has already been caught, yet you haven't come forward to testify? Why is that?"

"I think there are only two explanations."

"The first type is someone who is timid, fearful, and lacks moral values."

"The second type is that you are actually a pervert. You seem to be resisting, but you actually enjoy this kind of harassment."

Ye Xing sighed, seemingly helpless, and shook his head.

"Hehe, if everyone thinks you're the second type of person, then you're going to become famous."

"In the future, the probability of encountering perverts will be much higher, right? After all, he is a well-known figure."

"Don't worry, I... oh no, I mean the person who stole my phone will definitely tell everyone that you're not a coward, but rather you're enjoying the process, a woman with an extremely twisted mind."

Upon hearing this, the office lady froze.

She couldn't even imagine what it would be like if she really ended up with that kind of reputation...

How will my friends, colleagues, parents, and family members view me?

"Not calling anymore?"

Seeing the office lady's timid and hesitant demeanor, Ye Xing smiled.

"That's more like it. Let them fend for themselves."

Just as he finished speaking, the tram arrived at the station.

Yotsuya Miko finally came to her senses after Yohoshi pulled her off the train.

She hesitated for a long time, not knowing where to begin, and finally just whispered two words.

"Thank you."

"Yes, you should thank me."

Yohoshi's blunt remarks actually made Yotsuya Miko feel a little more relaxed.

"By the way... how did you know you needed to record it beforehand?"

"It's not that I know, it's that you're too naive."

Ye Xing casually made a comment as he walked forward.

"If that woman really had courage, would she need your help? She would have fought back long ago, especially since this is a tram during rush hour."

"With so many people around, she didn't even have the courage to call for help. Perhaps she didn't want to cause trouble, or perhaps she was afraid of losing face."

"No matter the reason, even if you help someone like that, you'll only end up in the same situation as before. It's pointless."

At this point, Yohoshi stretched and looked at Yotsuya Miko with a smile.

So, will you help me next time?

Yotsuya Miko paused for a few seconds, then nodded firmly.

"I will still help, but next time I will do what you did and preserve the evidence first."

"As expected of you."

Yohoshi did not intend to persuade Yotsuya Miko to change her mind.

No one wants to be a saint who gives unconditionally.

But everyone hopes that there will be more saintly figures in this world who are willing to help others unconditionally.

This kind of Yotsuya Miko is quite nice.

After leaving the tram station, Yohoshi led Yotsuya Miko to a shopping street and found the shop where he had bought the amulet earlier.

as predicted.

The old man, with his white hair and beard and an air of otherworldly wisdom, was sitting inside the shop, leisurely smoking.

Yotsuya Miko glanced around and saw that although the shop was not large, the shelves were filled with a wide variety of goods.

Amulets, bracelets, necklaces for protection, prayer beads, and statues of deities—everything is available.

"Hey, Old Deng."

Ye Xing walked up to the counter without any politeness, took out the stack of amulets from his pocket, and slammed them heavily on the counter, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Return the goods and get a refund."

"Eh?"

When Ye Xing stepped into the store, the old man had a smile on his face, but when he heard that he wanted to return the goods and get a refund, his deeply lined old face showed surprise.

"Young man, don't be so harsh. This amulet is definitely useful."

After saying this, the old man glanced around behind Ye Xing a few times, as if searching for something.

This tiny detail did not escape Night Star's notice.

He thought to himself, "Just as I thought," pulled up a chair, sat down opposite the old man, and slowly began to speak.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be a genuine psychic, right?"

The old man smiled and nodded, looking very venerable.

"Look at what you're saying. When I was young, I was also..."

"Okay, stop bragging."

Ye Xing didn't give the other party a chance to boast about his romantic past, but simply spoke slowly.

“Your shop should have genuine items, but the fact that you're selling me this completely useless fake proves that you are a true psychic.”

"Because you can see, or rather, you can't see, any ghosts or evil spirits around me."

017 The Deal with the Exorcist

Upon hearing this, the old man's mercenary smile gradually disappeared, and he looked at Ye Xingdao with great interest.

"It seems you're a rather special person too."

"Wait a moment."

Listening to their conversation, Yotsuya Miko looked bewildered and couldn't help but ask.

"What do you mean by saying that this old man is a genuine psychic, which is why he sold you a fake? I can't understand the logic behind that."

Ye Xing shrugged and explained nonchalantly.

"Generally speaking, people who claim to have spiritual powers and make a living by exorcising demons fall into two categories."

"The first type is a complete charlatan who doesn't know anything about the business."

"Since they're able to open a shop like this on this commercial street, it's unlikely to be something like this. Besides, you should have noticed that some things in this shop do indeed have spiritual power, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yotsuya Kenko nodded.

She had noticed it the moment she stepped into the shop.

Although the quantity was small, some of the goods displayed on the shelves emitted a faint glow.

This is a genuine manifestation that has the power to expel evil spirits.

Of course, for the evil spirits that Yotsuya Miko usually encounters, these things are better than nothing.

Yohoshi paused for a moment, giving Yotsuya Miko ample time to think, before continuing.

"The second type is people who are quite capable, and whose products can indeed ward off evil spirits."

"You mean, this old gentleman belongs to the second type?"

To Yotsuya Miko's surprise, Yohoshi shook her head.

"No, he is the third type."

"The third type?"

"The so-called third type..."

Ye Xing looked at the old man sitting behind the counter and slowly spoke.

"The third type is the ability to see whether customers who come to buy goods are being entangled by evil spirits, and to be a true psychic."

"If it is true, then take the money and help people avoid trouble."

"If there are no evil spirits around the customer, then it's just a psychological effect. In this case, just sell them something to give them a placebo effect."

After hearing Yohoshi's words, Yotsuya Miko nodded as if she suddenly understood.

So that's what happened.

She had thought that Ye Xing had come here today simply to get a refund, but it turns out that was his main purpose.

"Young man, it seems you know a lot about this."

The old man smiled slightly and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

"I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Oda Noto."