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

"By the way, do you still have that bedding made from the Baku's fur?"

"I want it."

Sakurai glanced at the bartender suspiciously before pulling his fist away from the bartender's nose and demanding the bartender's collectibles as a matter of course.

"Oh, this one is indeed here."

"We originally intended to sell it at a high price, but we've been busy with your business lately, so we haven't had a chance."

Rubbing his reddened nose, the bartender chuckled and pulled a pillow from the drawer, handing it to Sakurai.

It was as if he wasn't the one who had just been punched.

"Is there anything else you need, Sakurai-kun? Since you've returned victorious this time, just say so. Our izakaya has everything you could possibly need."

The bartender, acting like a nouveau riche version of the Dragon King of the East Sea, practically begged for his services.

"If you put it that way, there really is..."

The bartender's mention reminded Sakurai of the supernatural event he had witnessed before losing consciousness, an event that was at least indescribable.

After briefly explaining what had happened to the bartender, Sakurai received a shocked look from the shrewd businessman.

"no...."

"Sakurai-kun, that's way too much."

After staring in disbelief for a while, the bartender, who barely managed to keep his chin from falling, was completely dumbfounded.

what's the situation...

Sakurai's cooldown came back on too fast this time. He had just defeated the mountain god when he ran into another, even more outrageous supernatural event.

If I heard correctly, the indescribable thing that Sakurai described was clearly "emptiness."

It is that cultivated [embryo].

Sakurai-kun...

So He managed to protect His target from the other side?

This is a serious offense against the other party.

He silently covered his face, and for a moment the bartender felt utterly hopeless.

This guy is such a troublemaker.

Having finally recovered from the shock, the bartender glanced at Sakurai and silently put on his mask of pain again.

To be honest, only Sakurai would be this brave.

At least for now, the semi-retired bartender really doesn't want to get involved in this trouble.

"We can't say too much about Sakurai-kun, the only thing we can say is..."

"You are no match for them now, even if you die and are resurrected countless times. The difference in your stats is too great."

The bartender looked at Sakurai with unusual seriousness and emphasized the matter earnestly.

“I know, and I have no interest in confronting Him.”

Contrary to the bartender's expectations, Sakurai genuinely had no interest in it.

He has never been the type to try to be a hero. Most of the time, he is satisfied as long as he does his own thing and would never meddle in other people's business.

This is unlike him, and it's unrealistic.

Just like how he drove right past that truck at the beginning, Sakurai rarely bothered with these trivial matters that were none of his business.

I only went to rescue them because Yotsuya Miko asked me to.

He acts entirely based on his own interests; that is his guiding principle.

The bartender breathed a slight sigh of relief; he really didn't want to keep living in fear because of Sakurai any longer—it was too torturous.

But before he could completely calm down, Sakurai added another sentence.

"At least not yet."

after all...

I can't just stand by and do nothing about that child.

I promised those idiots I would lend a helping hand to those within reach.

Okay...

Now the bartender's mask of anguish is truly impossible to remove.

"My dear Sakurai, let's be honest, let's not go looking for trouble. We really can't beat them in a short time."

The bartender, who was almost out of breath, nearly knelt down before Sakurai.

Who does things like that?

Who would act so recklessly?

Even with immortality and the ability to foresee the future, one is not truly invincible.

Otherwise, Sakurai wouldn't have fainted after the battle.

Even if one is immortal, one will still experience mental fatigue.

If things reach a certain critical point, Sakurai will spiritually disappear from this world.

"Among the family that was being targeted by that inexplicable force, the little girl gave me a very special feeling."

“I have a feeling that there is something similar between her and me.”

"Therefore, I can't just leave it alone."

Looking at the bartender, Sakurai spoke his thoughts, word by word.

"Whatever you want. But like I said, if you can't keep going, remember to come find me, even though I'm not that capable."

"But you can still protect Sakurai-kun without any problem."

"Also, if you really want to get involved, you must promise me one thing."

The bartender pressed down on Sakurai's shoulder and looked at him intently.

Finally, pinching the bridge of his nose, he managed to utter a long, dry sentence.

"Oh, I remember that."

Thanks, friend.

Sakurai punched the bartender on the shoulder, picked up the [quest item] the bartender had prepared for him, and turned to leave the izakaya.

He knew it, this guy...

I'm exhausted too, but I'm just forcing myself to stay awake and talk to him.

so...

Let's give this unscrupulous businessman a good rest while he can still hold on.

"Sakurai-kun, we really are..."

There's absolutely nothing I can do about you.

The bartender, his head throbbing from exhaustion, sighed bitterly, one hand on his forehead.

Can't our friend just give himself a break?

Even for us, messing around like this...

It can also shorten your lifespan.

What the bartender didn't say was that if Sakurai still had a chance of a one-for-one exchange in the current state of the Skyfall organization, then those guys behind Skyfall were completely beyond Sakurai's ability to do anything about it.

so...

The bartender really didn't want Sakurai to get involved.

The egg that is referred to as "empty".

The large-scale supernatural entity, whose true name is "Embryo of Dawn and Darkness," is backed by a rather troublesome organization.

For Sakurai-kun...

After all, Sakurai is ruthless when it comes to the supernatural, and he will fight to the very last moment to eliminate even the slightest thing.

Even the most powerful enemy could not move him.

But Sakurai has his stubbornness and bottom line, which is...

He might instinctively reach out to help those who are suffering misfortune, but he would never kill anyone.

The bartender, with his head bowed and hands casually swirling the milk in his glass, sighed.

For Sakurai, who appears indifferent on the surface and seems to care about nothing, but is actually more upright and stubborn than anyone else.

Those guys might just be the most troublesome opponents we've ever faced.

After all, they have no bottom line.

36. Meeting with Baoyue's family

"Hello."

"Okay, I understand. Wait a moment, I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Sakurai jumped onto his motorcycle, and with the roar of the engine, he twisted the throttle and sped away.

"Sorry I'm a little late."

By the time Sakurai arrived, the Hogetsu family had already been there for some time.

Sakurai, who took off his motorcycle helmet and placed it on the headlight, and then got off the motorcycle, gave off a very cold feeling.

"No, we arrived too early."

"Thank you again, you saved our family."

As the head of the family, Baoyue's father pressed down on the back of the restless Baoyue, and the three of them bowed together to express their gratitude.