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

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"Consider it a congratulatory gift for Sakurai-kun."

The bartender, unaware of Sakurai's thoughts, smiled apologetically before forcibly suppressing his shock and pulling out a servant's uniform identical to his own from the cabinet, which he then handed to Sakurai. With practiced ease, he brought out a large serving of milk and fried rice.

It's a little past 7 PM now, less than twelve hours since Sakurai set off.

Sakurai then completed the defeat of Kayako, and even...

Kayako, who has unknowingly been upgraded once again as the "King of Ghost Stories".

Perhaps we can ask Sakurai to deal with that guy next.

If the circumstances are appropriate.

His eyes flickered, and hidden behind that apologetic smile, the bartender secretly made up his mind.

certainly...

To Sakurai, the bartender's contemplation was simply a state of dazedness.

"Alright, stop daydreaming here."

"The combat suit also has a shoulder bag; try to get me a new one."

"The battle with Kayako was a little too intense."

He changed into this black and white waiter's uniform in front of the bartender.

Sakurai, feeling a little awkward, tugged at his tie a couple of times before finally handing the bartender the last remaining pieces of his combat suit and shoulder bag, now fully dressed.

"We'll figure something out."

"Give us some time, and we'll find a way to completely repair your combat suit and shoulder bag, Sakurai-kun."

Although the bartender really wanted to show Sakurai, who only ever created problems for him, what the majesty of an immortal was, he knew that Sakurai's personality meant he would slap himself without hesitation.

In addition, considering that he had indeed received a lot of benefits from Sakurai during this period, the bartender reluctantly agreed.

"Thanks."

Nodding to the bartender, Sakurai quickly finished his first meal of the day and turned to leave the bartender's izakaya.

He won't be coming back anytime soon.

after all...

He needs some time to adjust.

61. Have you heard? The cursed game called Sachiko Happiness.

Sakurai, carrying the now-dormant octagonal bright silver hammer in one hand, mounted the motorcycle.

Before the bartender can fully repair the shoulder bag, the octagonal bright silver hammer will have to stay in the colorful bag it got from the H city site for a while.

I was quite farsighted to leave a storage compartment just in case.

Although it can't refuse now.

The spirits of the Wild God Fang and the Eight-Sided Bright Silver Hammer have both fallen silent.

This was all my mistake.

Sakurai knew this better than anyone else.

Sakurai let out a long sigh and leaned back on the motorcycle, half-closing his eyes.

so tired.

After this battle, I'm so exhausted I feel like collapsing.

In short, I'll go back and get some sleep first, and deal with the rest later.

Having made up his mind, Sakurai closed his eyes completely.

Self-driving cars and such are truly a sign of advanced civilization.

Goodnight, world.

......

After the battle with Kayako, Sakurai, having regained his sense of pain, realized that he was no longer fit for combat.

In addition, there was the silence of the two companions and the loss of storage items and combat suits.

He now has no choice but to temporarily halt his search for and attack on the powerful supernatural.

You must have a thorough understanding of your own body's condition.

Therefore, Sakurai began to master his strength and... through extensive, intensive training.

Accustomed to pain.

For Sakurai, who has regained his sense of pain, the process of developing pain again has become a major challenge for him.

Now even the slightest bump will make him grimace for a while.

In every sense, it's excessively difficult.

Sakurai himself knew it...

Having been deprived of pain since arriving in this world, he had long since become accustomed to a fighting style that ignored his own condition, focusing solely on offense and never defending, a style where death was the only option.

Now, because of Kayako, he has somehow regained his sense of pain.

Indeed, this was the result he had hoped to achieve after his battle with Sergeant Oni.

It's true that the benefits outweigh the drawbacks in the long run, but it would be ridiculous to say that he can't get used to the pain and makes mistakes in the next battle because of it.

In any case, Sakurai did not want such a Waterloo to happen to him.

Therefore, they must undergo hellish special training.

To this end, Sakurai specially borrowed three graduates from Little Night Snack and began a special training session without a set stop time.

At first, the pain from being burned by the Soul Flame was so intense that he rolled on the ground in agony. After his head was severed by an invisible blade, he knelt on the ground in agony. When his body was subjected to the blessing of [Hunger], he lay on the ground with a grotesque expression, and it took a long time for him to regain his senses.

As time went on, and as his body was repeatedly subjected to severe injuries, Sakurai gradually adapted to the pain and eventually became accustomed to it.

However, unlike Sakuragawa in his childhood, Sakuragawa now will never lose his pain due to fear and despair.

On the contrary, such pain will only make him stronger.

Now, amidst the Oni Sergeant's prayer called "Blessing," Sakurai ignored the pain in his body and gripped the eight-sided bright silver hammer tightly.

"eighty!"

Sakurai's barrier had been activated to the fourth stage. Despite being in excruciating pain from the grenade explosion and having a blank mind, Sakurai ignored the intense pain and calmly raised his octagonal silver hammer, slamming it heavily onto the American soldier's helmet.

Then, ignoring the skeleton of the Ghost Sergeant, he turned around and struggled to leave the nausea that was covered by the prayers of hunger and pain.

Having completed this step, Sakurai let out a long sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

At the same time, Sergeant Oni transformed back into a pool of blood and flowed into the Shiba Inu doll.

Over the past few days, he has had to undergo at least ten special training sessions every day.

Incidentally, the project with Self-Slaying Child and Blazing Princess ended three days ago.

Originally, it was planned to fight the three graduates at the same time, but it was temporarily put on hold because the abilities of the three could not be well combined.

Anyway...

This was the first time he had left the area of the Oni Sergeant's prayer without injury. At this point, the first phase of training should be considered over.

The rest will have to be accomplished in real combat.

At least one thing is certain: his combat effectiveness will not be affected by the pain.

"Thanks, Sergeant Ghost."

Sakurai picked up the Shiba Inu doll that Sergeant Oni had been staying with and sincerely expressed his gratitude to him.

"Remember our agreement."

The Shiba Inu doll's eyes glowed with a blood-red light. Sergeant Oni, who was also exhausted from the past few days, answered Sakurai intermittently.

"Of course, how could I forget?"

"I'm a person who keeps my word."

"If you still yearn for liberation after everything is over, then I will personally take your life."

"You've seen it during this period of training; I have this ability."

"Don't worry, I'll remember."

Nodding, Sakurai forcefully shoved the octagonal silver hammer into his bag, casually tied it in a knot, and fastened it to his waist. He then tossed the Shiba Inu plush toy to Xiaoyexiao, who was scribbling in her notebook.

"But I still hope you can find meaning in living."

"It would be such a waste for a spirit of your caliber to simply vanish like this."

From the bottom of his heart, Sakurai expressed his best wishes to Oni Keroro.

A flash of crimson light appeared, and finally, the Ghost Army Cao Mo, now silent, returned to Xiao Yexiao's mini backpack.

As a soldier, he simply couldn't handle someone as straightforward as Sakurai.

Then...

A call came in from a number whose name and phone number were both illegible.

The phone rang once and was answered automatically before Sakurai could react.

In Sakurai's mind, there are only two people who would call in this way.

One is a ghost story called Miss Mary, and the other's true identity remains unknown to this day...

The owner and bartender of an izakaya (Japanese pub).

After that day, Sakurai never received another call from Miss Mary, so if he wasn't mistaken, the person on the other end of the line was only...