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

He spun ninety degrees in the chair and met Bao Yue Ye Xiao's skeletal eyes.

"Sakurai Yuto, from today onwards I will be your teacher. I don't like the title of teacher, just call me Sakurai."

Sakurai extended his right hand, looking somewhat indifferent.

"Oh!"

Unfazed by Sakurai's indifference, Baoyue was quite pleased with Sakurai's attitude of not treating her like a child.

"Baoyue Night Snack, just call me Little Night Snack."

"Sakurai, let's go to a haunted place together!"

Taking the hand that Sakurai offered, Baoyue Night Snack gave a thumbs-up with great energy.

“I personally prefer to live alone. I’m not comfortable with you, a little kid, living in your old house.”

"I've already rented the room next door for you. I'll take you home to get some clothes next time."

"From now on, you'll live next door."

"I'll also give you a key to my room. You can come over anytime if you need to."

"Or you can call me, no problem."

Sakurai ignored Takarazuki's malicious attempts to act cute and continued to speak according to her own thoughts and ideas.

"No problem, I understand, Sakurai-sensei. Let's go to the haunted place together."

Continuing to tug at Sakurai's sleeve, Baoyue Night Snack declared that she wouldn't give up until she achieved her goal; she was determined to go to the haunted place today.

Become stronger as quickly as possible, and then defeat the monster that separated you from your parents.

That's all she's thinking right now.

“I checked, and the school you're attending isn't too far from home. I'll be responsible for picking you up and dropping you off at school from now on.”

With a bitter expression on his face, as if lamenting the lack of a late-night snack and the need to go to school, Sakurai crossed his legs and sat up straight.

"As for guardianship, I've temporarily registered your name with one of my friends."

Kirisu Mafuyu, who was unaware that another person's name had been added to her name, said she had something to say about it.

Unfortunately, she didn't know that.

Before Sakurai could even tell her, the unscrupulous merchant had already taken care of all the necessary paperwork.

In these matters, that guy's efficiency is incredibly fast.

"That's all I have to say. Just like I said before, you won't be able to see your mom and dad until you defeat the Void."

"Do you want to cry? If you feel lonely, cry now. Starting tomorrow, you'll be all alone."

After glancing at Baoyue Night Snack, Sakurai hesitated for a moment before extending a hand to it.

It implies that the other person can cry once by letting you hold their hand.

Starting tomorrow, she will have to keep all her weakness and gentleness hidden deep inside.

Because her goals and her future cannot tolerate weakness.

At that point, she won't be able to cry whenever she wants.

"I won't cry, I'm not a little kid anymore."

When Sakurai offered her his arm, Baoyue said not to treat her like a child.

However, just as she was about to slap Sakurai, she tripped over the floor and lost her balance. She instinctively grabbed Sakurai's hand for support, and during the fall, sand accidentally got into her eyes.

About ten minutes later, after finally getting the sand out of his eyes, Baoyue hit Sakurai with a punch and stood up.

With her eyes red from getting dust in them, she continued to tug at Sakurai's sleeve, repeating the words she had already said twice.

"Sakurai, let's go to a haunted place together."

Um...

In this respect, Xiaoyexiao (a brand of late-night snacks) can be described as extremely persistent.

"Let's go."

After staring at Baoyue for a long time, Sakurai finally gave in and sighed helplessly.

In the end, I chose to compromise.

With a snap of his fingers, under the gaze of Bao Yue Ye Xiao [Oh, Si Guo Yi], his pajamas transformed into a black leather jacket and athletic pants in a stream of light.

He casually tossed the shoulder bag to Baoyue Yexiao, then grabbed her by the collar and left the room as if he were carrying a playful cat.

With a click, the door that had been opened closed again.

It's midnight now, and under these circumstances, he definitely wouldn't be going out at this hour.

"Wow!!!"

Along the way, after his eyes were fully activated by consuming twelve food remnants and Sakurai's blood, Baoyue couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

She never imagined there were so many supernatural things in real life.

If we're talking about using it for model representation, how many could we make?

The skull's eyes sparkled, and if Sakurai hadn't been holding her by the back of the neck, Little Night Snack would have already rushed over like a madwoman.

"I asked the shady businessman, and he said that the first supernatural being in the creation of the model shouldn't be too weak; it's best if it's a supernatural being with potential."

"I don't know what 'potential type' means, but since that guy said so, I'll just choose one that I think is more suitable based on his recommendation."

"That is, supernatural beings with [wisdom]."

"Of course, don't get your hopes up too high; I'm not even sure if it's still there now."

"You have to be prepared for a false alarm."

"after all..."

"I've probably killed off most of the supernatural beings in this area that have even a little bit of a reputation."

"I wonder if the guy we're targeting is still there,"

As Sakurai came downstairs carrying a late-night snack, a rather impressive-looking motorcycle pulled up in front of him.

From the perspective of the late-night snack vendor, it's as if a helmet just appears out of thin air, pulled out of a cloud of black smoke from the motorcycle, and put on.

He pulled out a smaller helmet and tossed it into Yexiao's arms before Sakurai climbed onto the motorcycle.

"Hold on tight and let's go."

"Oh oh oh!"

"Let's go! Ghost!!!"

Unable to resist waving her little fists, she looked full of energy during her midnight snack.

Then she wrapped her arms tightly around Sakurai's waist.

2. The original supernatural Pokémon Ghost Pick

Sakurai glanced speechlessly at the little kid who was clearly scared but pretending to be fine, and sighed, knowing he had made a mess of things.

Twist the throttle, and with a roar, the motorcycle disappeared from its spot, rushing straight toward its destination.

Along the way, Sakurai habitually glanced at the supernatural phenomena around him.

It's only been a few days since I cleaned it, and there's already so much more?

Seeing the supernatural beings reappearing and gathering on the street, Sakurai didn't know what to say.

Anyway...

It's too exaggerated.

If things continue like this, isn't reality just another "paranormal" point?

During his conversation with the unscrupulous merchant, he also learned that as time goes by, special areas called "paranormal zones" will gradually appear in reality.

In other words, supernatural locations that should not exist in this world are merged with real-world locations.

This is just the beginning; in a year at most, this hell will become a reality.

So that guy was always grateful that Sakurai was a free spirit in the area he was in charge of.

Because of Sakurai, the probability of paranormal events occurring in Tokyo, another major city, is much lower than in other areas.

This saved him a lot of effort.

Even so, Sakurai is only one person. He can't spend 24 hours a day clearing out ghosts. Ghosts aren't like pigs waiting to be slaughtered; they won't just stand there and let him kill them.

His abilities are ultimately limited.

No matter how many supernatural beings he kills, the speed at which he eliminates them can never keep up with the speed at which they appear.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why the unscrupulous merchant was willing to give Baoyue's family a chance to survive.

We also need other available candidates besides Sakurai for the bartender position.

Even if it makes Sakurai unhappy, there's nothing we can do.

None of this had been told to the family; in Sakurai's view, these were not matters that needed to be discussed.

Too many worries only add to the pressure. Although this child is very talented, he has grown up quickly after experiencing a major change.

In a sense, she is also an outlier, somewhat similar to Sakurai.

But she's only a seven-year-old child, and living independently to protect her family is already the limit. It's better not to push her too hard.

That's what Sakurai thinks.

Because it can drive automatically, even if Sakurai gets distracted while driving, the motorcycle still follows Sakurai's will all the way to the final destination.

"arrive."

"This is our target."

First, Baoyue took the late-night snack off the motorcycle, and Sakurai followed closely behind, flipping off the motorcycle and looking up at the dilapidated tunnel in front of him.

"The tunnel was filled with howling winds at midnight, and the faint sound of a girl crying could be heard in the wind."