"It's hard."

Qiao Qiao stared at the document on the computer screen, frowning.

This is the weird written report of the previous "na".

Since the discoverer and exterminator was Qiao Qiao, he needed to write a document on this weird, the whole thing.

Submit it to the Soul Hunter Guild and file for registration.

This kind of grammar work, Qiao Qiao is the worst at it.

After a follow-up investigation.

The weirdness of "Na" is indeed as Qiao Qiao guessed, absorbing the spiritual power of others and feeding on their energy.

Due to its antimemetic properties, it is very hidden.

If left unchecked, the consequences can be severe.

In this regard, in recognition of Qiao Qiao's behavior.

The Soul Remover Association gave Qiao Qiao a certain amount of compensation.

About 200,000 yen.

Stopping the work in hand, Qiao Qiao took a break from his eyes.

Next door, the sound of Suzuka suddenly playing FPS games was heard.

This made Qiao Qiao very pleased.

Now, most of Suzuka's live broadcasts will choose some shooting and war games.

It is said that among Vtubers, he has been called "Bomb Maniac in Shinjuku City".

Tied to a certain "Arms Witch".

Once, on a whim, Qiao Qiao entered Suzuka's live broadcast room.

He was pleasantly surprised to find that Suzuka wasn't actually singing those two-dimensional songs.

Rather, they are singing Katyusha.

Very good.

The sound of bullets rushing out of bullets was not a distraction for Qiao Qiao, but it could reassure him.

Qiao Qiao continued to type on the keyboard and finished the report.

However, there is one thing to say.

Writing a report is not for nothing.

At least, Qiao Qiao sorted out the whole thing and had many new ideas.

For example, he discovered that memetic and antimemetic weirdness wasn't new to recent times.

In some ancient books, similar strangeness has also been recorded.

For another example, Qiao Qiao thought that if weirdness could get meme-related properties.

So can humans get similar properties?

After a little investigation and reasoning, Qiao Qiao got an answer.

That's yes.

Actually, it's well understood.

It's like some people with a low sense of presence, no matter how many times they communicate with them, they can't remember each other's names.

This is a passive antimemetic property.

As for the active ones, they are even more common.

Qiao Qiao usually restricts his spiritual power, so that in the eyes of most people with spiritual power, he is like an ordinary person.

Spiritual power is clearly there, but others can't perceive it.

This is an antimemetic behavior.

Here, Qiao Qiao thought of a possibility.

That is, the strength of the ability to control the meme, is there suppression?

For example, the stronger the spiritual power, the more able a person is to hide himself and see through others.

Such a phenomenon, to describe it in one word, is to return to the basics.

He thought again.

Could the transformation of the monster also be a kind of control over information and memes?

The nature of the yokai has not changed, but the information perceived by the people around them has changed.

Isn't it a bit of a fit for this?

There are many questions and very little time.

Many of the materials that Qiao Qiao needs to consult are not available in Google Scholar or general libraries.

A large number of classics and historical materials are preserved in major temples, shrines, and yin-yang liao.

Of course, the library of Minejo University can also be consulted as long as you have permission.

Therefore, Qiao Qiao's desire to go to school as soon as possible has increased a few points.

......

A mountain road on the outskirts of Suginami-ku, Tokyo.

Ryosuke Shimura touched the head of his plane with a solemn expression.

"Second brother, the brothers are ready."

Behind him, several young men in leather clothes and on motorcycles were looking at Ryosuke Shimura.

The exhaust pipes of the modified motorcycles roared, and on the back seat, there was a flag with words written on it.

On the flag, Chinese characters such as "Night Dew Death Bitterness", "Noisy Superior", and "Foolish Disciple" are written.

Obviously, this is a group of rampant teenagers.

They are about 16 to 18 years old.

Driving a modified motorcycle, and even an old car with bells and whistles.

Gather on the mountain road.

"This competition is the final victory or defeat between our Valkyrie and Yaksha-hime."

Ryosuke Shimura saw that everyone was ready to go, so he opened his mouth and shouted loudly.

"We will uphold the glory of the Martial God, gentlemen, please fight with me!"

He said very excitedly, but the people below were not so confident.

Oh, yes.

Even Ryosuke Shimura, who said this, couldn't help but feel apprehensive in his heart.

The rampaging group he belonged to, the Martial God, was originally just a little-known group.

But under the leadership of the eldest brother, he defeated the other mobs step by step, and once ascended to the throne of the mobs in Tokyo.

can be after an event.

The eldest brother retired, leaving only Ryosuke Shimura, who was still in the second year of junior high school at the time.

The group fell apart for a while.

It wasn't until this year that there was a slight improvement.

However, the confrontation between the mobsters is fierce.

Perhaps it was because he was worried about the resurgence of the Martial God.

The major rampant clans began to challenge the Martial God in turn, from small organizations to large ones.

But the good thing.

Under the leadership of Ryosuke Shimura, the martial god won many battles.

Finally, they meet the enemy of their fate.

Yaksha Hime.

This mob organization is very special.

It's also from Taito City, but all the members are women.

Ryosuke Shimura looked at his teammates.

Originally, the martial gods of more than 20 people injured many people under repeated challenges.

Now there are only five people left.

But that's enough.

Ryosuke Shimura drives a modified second-hand car that has been passed down from the group.

Came to the agreed place.

After the rampage girls of the same Yaksha Ji left some cruel words to each other.

The competition began.

The showdown of the rampant clan is also very simple to say.

It's drag racing.

Five people on each side race this rugged mountain road.

And this part of the road is not ordinary.

It is the most treacherous and difficult road in the vicinity of Tokyo.

It is known as the meat grinder of the Tokyo mobs.

In the past ten years, there have been no less than 100 traffic accidents that have resulted in casualties among the rioters.

Ryosuke Shimura oozed sweat from the corners of his forehead.

Valkyrie here, it's a car, four motorcycles.

The configuration of Yaksha Ji is the same.

Moreover, their boss appeared in person this time.

Riding a motorcycle, right next to Ryosuke Shimura's parking space.

The contest attracted a lot of rampage, and there were people wearing leather vests and combing mohicans along the way.

After the countdown is over.

Ryosuke Shimura rushed out.

The first few minutes.

Both sides have a lead.

The problem arose in the third minute.

"Yes, there's a motorcycle, and a motorcycle suddenly appeared!"

The teammate who was left behind shouted in the voice call.

Then, there was a cacophony of rubbing.

Everyone, an explosion was heard.

"What's going on?"

Ryosuke Shimura and Yakshahime's boss go hand in hand and gallop along the mountain road.

Since the game was not over yet, they naturally did not slow down.

Two minutes later.

Ryosuke Shimura suddenly saw it.

In the rearview mirror, an unfamiliar motorcycle appeared.

It doesn't belong to the Martial God, and it's not Yaksha.

The most critical thing is.

That motorcycle.

It's burning!

Bang –

A momentary loss of consciousness caused Ryosuke Shimura to install the guardrail of the road, and half of the car flew off the cliff.

Zi –

The brakes sounded, and the boss of Yaksha Ji also fell to the ground, making it difficult to get up.

The flaming motorcycle was like showing off its victory.

"Hahahahaha-"

Let out a oozing laugh.

Whizzing by.