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

They cannot adapt to, cannot tolerate, having a peaceful life.

It's as if he was born to live on the battlefield.

Unbeknownst to him, Sakurai had become accustomed to a life of bloodshed on the edge of a knife, and could never return to the life of an ordinary person.

In a daze, Sakurai seemed to see himself standing at a crossroads, one side filled with the ordinary daily life of laughter and joy, a beautiful life he could enjoy as long as he ignored the other world.

On the other hand, there are bizarre and terrifying dangers.

It is an absurd experience of repeatedly entering death and then returning from it.

Now, he finds himself somewhere between the two.

Whether to settle into a quiet life or create new ripples, he has finally reached a point where he must choose.

This routine of exorcisms, which had just begun, has finally reached a turning point...

What path should I take next, what journey should I embark on next?

In the darkness, gazing at the bustling street outside the window, he asked himself this question.

I don't know, he...

There is no way to get an answer.

It was as if he had unknowingly fallen into an abyss from which he could no longer see the light.

I can't see my own eyes anymore.

44. The dormant "me" within my body has awakened.

Sakurai knows.

If he's willing, if he makes a change.

You can easily fall in love and enjoy the sweet, citrusy daily life of youth.

Even after graduation, he was able to muster the courage to pursue Mafuyu Kirisu. Perhaps Mafuyu would initially feel uncomfortable, resistant, or run away from him, avoiding this important student as much as possible.

But in the end they will get married.

Sakurai had seen this possibility with certainty when he read the timeline of the future.

Between endless death and bloodshed.

But...

Sure enough, after a brief period of deliberation, I still couldn't accept this possibility.

The excitement, the emotion, and the resistance within him absolutely forbade Sakurai to make such a decision.

When he thinks back to the past, what constantly floats before his eyes is his past as Yin Jing.

In a world so hopeless that not a glimmer of light could be seen, all the living people abided by a code called the Torch Code.

The death of one person passes on hope to the remaining ones.

The torch is passed down, carrying the faint flame of hope through the darkness of the world.

However, when the torch was passed to him, he was betrayed. The day after he took the reins, his mother attacked him along with the rest of the survivors.

A grand sacrifice begins, with the extinguishing of all humankind's fire as the "offering." Forced to become a deserter, he is brought here and transforms from Yin Jing into Sakurai.

Simply because his soul is immortal.

Do I really have the right to stop?

Can someone like me truly enjoy this comfort?

Sakurai asked himself this question, and then came to a conclusion.

He doesn't deserve it.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why my mother insisted on sealing my memories; she hoped that by forgetting my past, I could start a completely new life.

But—

"I guess I just can't stop."

"It's not over yet, my battle, my story..."

"This is just the beginning."

"I'm sorry, Mafuyu-nee, I understand what you're thinking, but as expected..."

"I'm not qualified to stop yet."

"The flame has not yet been extinguished. I will not stop until all those self-righteous scoundrels who despise humanity have been thoroughly defeated."

Sakurai told himself that.

My heart is gradually quickening; a surge of curiosity, a thirst for the unknown, and a fighting instinct driven by a desire for powerful adversaries are all speaking volumes.

He was telling Sakurai, "Fight, fight, fight."

Sakurai savored every near-death experience, every moment of bleeding on the edge of a knife, and every moment of defeating a powerful enemy.

His heart would race at the sight of an exceptionally powerful enemy.

Enjoy the chilling experience of facing a near-death experience or even a one-in-ten chance of survival.

He...

After each brush with death, after each victory over an unimaginably powerful foe, even if there is a moment of fear and doubt.

But after a brief hesitation, he was captivated by the feeling of spiritual elevation that welled up from the depths of his heart.

Now that things have come to this, Sakurai understands what Kirisu Mafuyu meant when she said he looked terrible.

Because of the continuous battles and new enemies during this period, his mind was too tense, and this tension was reflected in his body.

If this tension continues, the taut string will snap.

At that point, he will lose control.

The bartender didn't care about this because he was confident he could bring the out-of-control Sakurai back to normal.

This is the experience of a bartender who is an immortal and a former warrior.

However, Kirisu Mafuyu doesn't think so.

In her mind, she absolutely could not condone Sakurai turning into a beast.

She absolutely did not want Sakurai to one day cease to be Sakurai.

Don't worry, Mafuyu-nee, I will never become a beast.

I am human, and that fact will never change, no matter what.

"We've rested enough. It's time to go hunting for our next prey."

"The bowstring has been serviced; it's time..."

"Tasting the enemy's blood."

"I'm a paranormal hunter, and with so many prey to my name, how could I possibly stop?"

"Even when the birds are all gone, the bow can be put away, but only when the birds return to their nests can it be put away."

"Partners, you'll help me, right?"

The octagonal bright silver hammer and the Aragami Fang hanging on the cabinet gleamed, responding to Sakurai as expected.

"You unscrupulous merchant, prepare a serving of milk and curry rice."

"Increase the portion size."

After calling the bartender, he donned his battle suit, grabbed his shoulder bag, equipped himself with weapons, and finally mounted his vehicle. The paranormal hunter Sakurai...

It was performed in a grand manner.

......

......

"You shrewd businessman, it's been a long time."

Sakurai waved to the bartender, floored the accelerator, and sped straight into the bartender's izakaya. He then got out of the car and greeted him with a smile.

"Sakurai-kun, you seem to be full of energy right now."

"So, how about we cause a huge scene?"

The bartender looked Sakurai up and down, then chuckled and took out the order Sakurai had placed from under the table.

"Maybe so. I have a feeling it's time to make a big splash."

Sakurai scooped up a large spoonful of curry rice and put it in his mouth, mumbling the words indistinctly.

"That's really great. We happen to have a mission here that's practically tailor-made for Sakurai-kun, and the reward has already been prepared."

"I wonder if Sakurai-kun's interactions with ghost stories have been pleasant?"

"We happen to have some here, a strange tale unknown to outsiders, a tale that will surely kill anyone who sees it."

"A terrifying tale where none of the family, friends, or anyone closely connected to the victim survived."

"Because of this situation, no one else knows about her so far."

"If we hadn't noticed, she might have already been eaten."

She took out a curry rice dish just like Sakurai's and started eating it. The moment she took a bite, she squinted her eyes in bliss.

The bartender was also surprised. He was usually very picky and could only eat delicacies, but now a bowl of curry rice was enough to satisfy him.

That's probably what makes Sakurai unique; even a spoiled brat like me has been changed.

Ultimately, the bartender came to this conclusion.

"By the way, the cleaning lady who cleans up after your sister Mafuyu, Sakurai-kun, happens to have some connection with this ghost story."

It was because of this that she came into contact with a supernatural girl named Rika Nishina, which led her to become a member of the "Company" after graduating from university, and then be entrusted with this job by the bartender.

This is also the only salvation for Rika Nishina, who is unable to return to a normal life.

Although he's a fun-loving person, the bartender might be surprisingly reliable sometimes.