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

Ultimately, it can only be turned into fuel and disappear completely from this world.

In just a few seconds, all the endless Hanako phantoms were ignited.

Amidst the mournful cries that echoed throughout the area, Sakurai gently closed his eyes.

Savoring the burning of the flames of the soul.

Within the range of the Hundred Flowers in Full Bloom and the Blazing Soul Devouring Flame, any living being will be scorched by the flames of the soul, and the closer to the heart of the lotus flower, the higher the temperature.

Being at the very center, he was no exception.

Or rather, in Sakurai's view, only by experiencing the burning of the soul flames himself could he be certain whether those flames could help him...

Defeat the enemy.

Not long ago, in the battle with the Mountain God, in order to counter the opponent's ability to manipulate gravity, Sakurai took the initiative to envelop his body with the flames of his soul.

To resist the authority of the mountain god.

After defeating the mountain god, Sakurai had an idea.

If we could spread the flames, wouldn't we be able to attack multiple enemies at once?

This idea was realized through continuous experimentation and trial.

As a result, Sakurai consumed over a hundred lives.

finally--

Using his own soul as the [source of fire], he spread the soul flames from the Aragami Fang, ultimately creating a fiery domain originating from him—

The Hundred Flowers in Full Bloom and the Blazing Soul Devourer were born as a result.

From the blooming of the crimson lotus to its withering, it lasted only one minute and fifty-nine seconds.

This is also the longest duration of the "Hundred Flowers in Full Bloom: Soul Devouring Flames" skill.

It's one minute less than Ultraman's action time; that's the limit of Araga.

However, this is not a big deal. How many people can withstand the burning of the soul flame for 119 seconds?

At least, Hanako is definitely not an option.

The 119 seconds passed quickly. The eerie flames dissipated, and countless phantom images of Hanako were completely incinerated, leaving only one figure standing there all alone.

Her body trembled slightly with fear or anger as she huddled in the corner.

The body that had finally materialized blurred and faded again, and the blood-stained pinafore dress darkened, the dripping blood now dried into clumps.

Da da da.

"Hanako-san, are you there?"

The crimson dagger danced in his palm as Sakurai, walking towards Hanako, knocked on the wall three times in succession.

Looking down at Hanako, who was covered in burn marks and trembling, Sakurai asked softly.

"In...of...oh..."

Under the constraints of the rules...

Hanako answered Sakurai hesitantly, but kept her head down the whole time, not daring to look up.

"Big brother..."

"Could you please let Hanako go?"

With a gurgling sound, Hanako struggled to lift her head and begged Sakurai for mercy.

Goodbye, Hanako-san.

"If you can come back to seek revenge, then I'll..."

"Welcome!"

A flash of silver light, and invisible flames coiled around the crimson blade, piercing through Hanako's body.

With a creak, the dull-colored pinafore dress was torn in two, along with Hanako's stiff expression.

It turned into black smoke and disappeared from this world.

So, were there still no other ghost stories to help?

There's really nothing we can do about it.

Sakurai caught the doll that Hanako had left behind in mid-air, then turned and left the now worthless women's restroom.

The Great Ghost Story: Hanako in the Toilet - The Ghost Doll

She arrived tonight, not yet fully recovered.

They were then successfully defeated and completely disappeared from the world.

This is...

Her final end was when she fed on humans.

The demon doll named Hanako vanished without a trace.

22. Head to the abandoned classroom that was engulfed in flames.

Let's rewind to a short time ago, when Sakurai began the ritual to summon the demon doll Hanako.

On the other side, Xiao Yexiao checked the box next to "bleeding piano in music classroom" on her phone's notebook.

Just as Sakurai described in the information, the bloodstained music classroom was inhabited by the spirit of a girl, which has now been successfully captured.

According to the Blazing Princess's verification, the other party had a history of harming humans and was a [consumable] that could be used without any pity.

She already has a whole backpack full of these consumables.

This was all thanks to the strategy guide Sakurai had prepared for her.

Quite satisfied, she stuffed the paper cutout of human figure (kata) into the small backpack that Sakurai had prepared for her. Little Night Snack was very pleased; she had taken another solid step closer to protecting her mother.

It's a bit of a shame that her argument with Sakurai before taking action was completely pointless.

Throughout her adventures, all the supernatural phenomena she encountered were nothing more than pests, not worth the effort to pity.

The late-night snack was actually a bit of a blow.

She had originally thought there would at least be a few worth praying for in order to be reborn in the Pure Land.

I'm very disappointed, extremely disappointed.

In Xiaoyexiao's arms, Chiranji patted the back of her hand, seemingly comforting the dejected Xiaoyexiao.

"I'm fine, thank you for comforting me, Blazing Princess."

After receiving comfort from Chiran-hime, Xiaoyexiao quickly cheered up and confirmed one thing.

The supernatural is an anomaly that doesn't deserve pity.

Let alone benevolent supernatural beings, even a supernatural being like the Blazing Princess, who possesses some rationality, can be considered a rare breed.

Of the hundred supernatural deaths that happen on the streets, 99.9% are definitely not innocent.

To paraphrase an old saying, killing all the supernatural things you see might result in innocent people being wrongly accused, but killing one and letting one go will definitely ensure that some escape.

These guys all instinctively harbor pure malice towards living beings.

as well as...

She may have to harden her heart and face these beings from another world with a cold and ruthless attitude.

The fiery princess, who was afraid of being emo by late-night snacks, is now emo herself.

Has Little Night Snack really learned bad habits from her cold-blooded, expressionless master?

She used to call herself Miss Taeko, but now she only calls her by her code name.

I'm extremely disappointed.

Little Night Snack, of course, had no idea what Blazing Princess was thinking. Since she had made up her mind, she would go no matter what kind of person the other party was.

She would defeat them all, and at most, judge whether they were qualified to be reborn based on that.

From the perspective of human supremacy in late-night snacks,

This is the limit of what she can do.

The next target is the abandoned classroom that was engulfed in flames.

Although it was unclear what Sakurai was busy with, judging from the information Sakurai had prepared for her, this was her second-to-last target on this trip.

It is also...

The biggest culprit of this trip.

So...

"Les't Ghost, let's go catch ghosts!"

Little Night Snack, waving her little fists to cheer herself up, hugged Blazing Princess and strode towards their final destination.

Soon, Xiao Yexiao arrived at an abandoned classroom.

The corridor was just as dilapidated and abandoned as the night market was. Sniffing the air, Xiao Yexiao could faintly smell the burnt smell of something being burned as she walked on the dusty corridor.

Specifically, it's roughly the strange, burnt smell that comes from kerosene being poured on the surface, where fats and proteins don't burn completely and mix with flammable materials like curtains, textbooks, and desks.

It has a bizarre taste that is physiologically repulsive and completely unacceptable.

The smell is quite pungent to humans.

If it were just a musty smell, it would be fine, but the addition of this burnt smell makes it a bit of a challenge for the nose of a late-night snack enthusiast.

Without even thinking, Xiao Yexiao picked up the polar bear plushie and buried her face in the plushie that Chiranji had entrusted to her, using Chiranji as a mask to breathe deeply for a while before Xiao Yexiao felt a little more comfortable.

Um...

After fidgeting for a while, the polar bear plush toy in Xiaoyexiao's arms remained motionless, seemingly resigned to its fate.

finally...