"Tsuki, two more pitchers of beer for our table."
Fine drizzle fell from the dim sky onto Takasaki Izakaya, but it could not cool the heated discussion inside.
Naturally, there was only one topic.
The supernatural, the supernatural, the supernatural!
"I was right there the night of the battle at Senso-ji!"
An office drone with his tie pulled loose tipped his head back, gulped down more than half a glass of beer, and declared exuberantly:
"If the Lord of Mount Tai hadn't stepped in, I would've rolled up my sleeves and taught that masked bastard a lesson myself. I'll have you know, back in high school, they called me the handsome prince of combat!"
"Who knew our lousy little company had such hidden talent! Let me interview you, Mr. Tateishi, ordinary employee. What's your Superhuman Ability?"
"A thousand drinks without getting drunk! I can really hold my liquor!"
"Hahahaha!"
The half-drunk boozers at his table rocked with laughter, thoroughly entertained.
Three days had passed since the press conference at the Prime Minister's Official Residence, but the public excitement it had sparked showed no sign of fading. Instead, it only grew more intense.
On television and online alike, news and discussions about the supernatural flooded every hour of the day, eagerly followed by countless people worldwide.
The six major television networks offered endless coverage explaining every aspect of the supernatural.
Experts of every stripe took the stage. Economists discussed the subject and concluded that it would greatly benefit Japan's economy; military observers earnestly analyzed whether the dog leash of the pacifist constitution might loosen, and so on.
Online, the frenzy was even more staggering.
Over those three days, Twitter's servers crashed again and again under the exploding traffic. There was no telling how many outages they had suffered.
Whenever the servers