Crossover anime, a daily life that begins with hunting supernatural beings.

After uttering an extremely strange muttering, it left without launching any attack.

just like...

He was just passing through from the beginning.

After some time, Sakurai, having stabbed himself to access the future timeline and confirmed that the other party had indeed left, finally relaxed.

With a sudden limp and everything going black, Sakurai leaned back and fell straight into Yotsuya Miko's arms.

He was just...

bluff.

If a fight were to break out, given his current condition...

There is absolutely no chance of winning.

That enormous embryo, even in the realm of the unspeakable, is probably not something that can be dealt with casually.

Not to mention he has no ability to attack air units, so if a fight breaks out, he's doomed.

......

......

Falling, an endless, uninterrupted fall.

Then....

They fell into the abyss, into a place that was darker and more void than darkness itself, an unreachable place.

The blasphemous sounds of hell echoed in my ears.

In the darkness, it seemed as if something was calling his name, as if...

Get close to him, tear his body apart.

Ultimately, he hit rock bottom.

Lying there, it was like an ancient stone sculpture, completely still.

"Live on, you must live on, if it's you, you'll definitely be alright..."

"Therefore, we absolutely must survive."

"No matter how painful or desperate it is, you must never give up."

"Your life does not belong to you; you are our only hope, the hope to turn things around."

A man warned him in a serious tone.

"You will forget everything, forget who you are, forget all your memories."

"But you are still you, without the slightest change."

"so..."

So please live well and live happily.

A woman expressed her sorrowful concern for him.

The man and woman embraced him, then released him and walked away into the distance.

It's so noisy! Of course I know about this, so...

Since I'm so sad, don't block out my memories.

Stupid mother, idiot older brother.

A tearing sound rang out, and Sakurai plummeted endlessly...

Opened his eyes.

"Sakurai-kun, it's so good that you're awake! We were so worried about you."

The bartender, who had been standing by his side, came forward the moment he opened his eyes, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with lingering fear.

Even though he had confirmed that Sakurai was alright, it wouldn't be surprising if anything happened to this guy.

Until Sakurai really wakes up, who can truly feel at ease?

The bartender was so worried that he didn't rest and stayed by the side the whole time.

"Thanks, you swindler."

Sakurai's lips curled into a slight smile, his voice a little hoarse.

"Sakurai-kun, you just laughed, didn't you? You definitely laughed."

"Smile again for us."

"If you satisfy us, you'll get all sorts of benefits."

"You know, there are still some idiots in our collection."

Sakurai's smile was fleeting, lasting only a short while.

But who is the bartender? As the owner of this izakaya, this money-grubbing guy is a master at reading people.

Even if it was only for a moment, the bartender clearly caught that smile.

It's not a smile copied from anyone else; it's a genuine smile that belongs only to Sakurai.

This was a scene the bartender had never witnessed before.

"Come on, I don't have anything I want from you right now."

Sakurai rolled his eyes at the bartender, too lazy to pay attention to the bartender who was clearly a scoundrel, and got out of bed.

He took a few steps to the side and changed into his combat suit in front of the bartender. In a flash, the combat suit transformed into a beige tracksuit.

He picked up his shoulder bag and tossed the Inari fox statue into the bartender's arms.

Sakurai couldn't help but yawn again.

I haven't had enough sleep.

No...

Is this true or not?

Although we had some idea when that assistant came over, Sakurai-kun is just too brutal.

They actually managed to defeat the guy from the Three Fox Valley Shrine head-on.

It really is...

That's incredible.

Speaking of which, Sakurai really cleared out the entire haunted site, considering the remnants we arranged to collect.

Luxurious, too luxurious.

That's incredible!

Sakurai, are you trying to single-handedly conquer the entire market for relics?

"The thank-you gift is yours."

"Also, I want to eat. I'd like an extra serving of curry and milk."

"I want more curry."

With that, Sakurai walked straight toward the front of the izakaya, ignoring the bartender who was staring in disbelief.

......

Soon after finishing his meal, Sakurai casually picked up a toothpick and started picking his teeth.

"Sakurai-kun, aren't you going to share your experience with us this time?"

The bartender's fawning smile looked utterly sleazy.

"There's not much to say, we just spent some effort to defeat Him. Compared to that, what about the assistant?"

"She must have brought me here."

Sakurai made no mention of this battle.

Compared to the first time I killed a god, this battle with the mountain god was difficult, but it was still not as good as the first time when I grasped that faint hope in a situation that was almost certain to be lost.

"That assistant received a phone call after bringing you here and then rushed off."

"It seems that a teacher from the school went to her home."

"The little girl looked reluctant to leave, Sakurai-kun, you'd better treat her well."

The bartender's expression as he brought out a glass of milk from under the counter made Sakurai's fist itch.

I really want to punch him.

"Come on."

"Stop making a fuss here. My assistant and I don't have that kind of relationship."

"You think anyone would like someone with my personality?"

"She's not a looks-obsessed person."

Sakurai, who was well aware of his own situation, gave the bartender a stern talking-to.

Sakurai, you're really lacking in self-awareness.

It's precisely because of your personality that girls like you the most.

I feel incredibly safe!

There are so many flaws, the bartender really wants to complain.

His expression was incredibly strange, but considering that Sakurai's fist was still on his nose, he ultimately refrained from making a comment.

35. The embryo of dawn and darkness

I have this urge to punch this guy all the time.

With his fist still imprinted on the bartender's nose, Sakurai barely managed to suppress his urge to retaliate.