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

The so-called Book of Shadows was originally a persistent prohibition to preserve the dark history of the Middle Ages—the witch hunts of the Middle Ages.

Most of those suspected of being witches are innocent, but a small number are actually members of a race of people who can use magic.

Because the witch hunts were too cruel, most of the people who had abilities but were not wicked were also executed.

The remaining ability users can only hide their abilities and live ordinary lives.

After the witch hunts subsided, the ability users discovered that the memories of being slaughtered were too vivid, and despite their bloodline inheritance, their abilities were weakening. Unwilling to lose their powers, they began researching magical inheritance methods unrelated to bloodlines. As a result of their research...

A forbidden thing called the Book of Shadows was born.

This book, passed through the hands of countless powerful individuals, records countless terrifying spells. The sections describing evil arts have been annotated in Japanese, including spells that can send the living to the kingdom of the dead, and spells that can resurrect the dead.

However, due to its very nature, any curse will be realized in the worst and most evil form.

Sakurai's eyes flickered, and his gaze settled on the center of the room, where a dark brown leather-bound ancient book sat.

The faces on the title page of the old book looked as if they had been forcibly peeled off someone's face. At a glance, Sakurai could even feel the tangible resentment and hatred towards the living.

Bloody, brutal, vile, evil, terrifying...

All sorts of negative emotions lingered on the book.

It sounded like something was whispering in my ear.

It's telling Sakurai that as long as he picks up the Book of Shadows, he can get everything.

Money, beautiful women, or even unparalleled power—everything is within reach.

"It's just as I thought."

After uttering these words, Sakurai was moved.

He reached out his hand toward the Book of Shadows.

At the same time, the fluctuations in the air became increasingly intense.

Something seemed to cover its mouth like a child secretly laughing, watching all this with a mixture of amusement and anticipation.

The next moment...

A sharp wail rang out.

He raised his hand, and a crimson dagger pierced through the Book of Shadows.

"Unfortunately, I've seen plenty of people like you."

The moment those cold words fell, Sakurai picked up the Book of Shadows and left the room.

104. It is Sachiko Shinozaki, it is Sachiko Shinozaki, and it is also Nirvana.

He heard a sound of something collapsing behind him, but Sakurai, oblivious to it, landed on his left foot and was already back at Tenjin Elementary School.

The familiar smell of decay filled his nostrils, and Sakurai, who was somewhat used to it, simply rubbed his temples.

Looking around, he realized that he was now in the classroom with the blackboard covered in children's doodles, the same classroom where he had been teleported by Sachiko Shinozaki.

This place, barring any unforeseen circumstances, is probably the only place in Heavenly God Elementary School that shows him any kindness.

Sakurai turned around and immediately went to the lockers at the back of the classroom.

Staring at the locker with burn marks, Sakurai reached out and opened it. As expected, the already broken cleaning supplies came into view, while the bodies of the man and woman who had been tightly embracing each other had long since disappeared.

"I hope you won't have to experience pain in another world."

"farewell."

After leaving those words, Sakurai waved and closed the locker.

Just before leaving the classroom, I vaguely heard a man and a woman saying thank you with gratitude.

Perhaps it's just my imagination; there's no reason for someone who has passed away to thank him.

Shaking his head, Sakurai thought to himself, "The dead cannot be brought back to life."

Tian Shen Elementary School is even more dilapidated than before.

It is covered in rust, bearing the marks of time.

The stench of decay and decay almost reached his nose.

It smells awful.

I've really had enough.

This was Sakurai's first impression upon entering the corridor.

Just then, Sakurai heard the sound of a bell ringing in his ears.

A bell...?

If I remember correctly, the only place with a clock in Tenjin Elementary School is...

With a chuckle, Sakurai arrived at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

Golden flames flickered in his eyes.

Sakurai arrived in front of the pendulum.

The clock, frozen at 7 o'clock, was clearly visible.

Sakurai's reflection was faintly visible in the mirror.

The only difference is that Sakurai in the mirror has blue skin.

It's like...

It's like the supernatural.

The reflection in the mirror, bearing a strange smile, gradually tore open its mouth, staring wide-eyed at Sakurai outside the mirror...

It bit off.

Then...

He bit into the crimson dagger that gleamed with firelight.

A mournful wail rang out, and Sakurai in the mirror turned into ashes and disappeared.

Sakurai stared into thought as he looked at the palm-sized shard of a mirror in the ashes.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally put the fragment into his mouth and began to chew.

Very well, unsurprisingly, it had no effect whatsoever.

It's as if I've never eaten it at all.

So my experience bar is already full?

It's really...

What a disappointment!

He sighed silently, and the Aragami Fang in his hand flew out in a whirlwind.

Immediately afterwards, it pierced something.

Sakurai turned around slowly, and the entire ghostly figure of Shinozaki Sachiko was embedded in the wall.

The Aragami Fang pierced her forehead, and dark liquid flowed from the burn wound that instantly changed color and fell to the ground.

It corroded the ground, leaving behind a series of hideous pits.

Sachiko Shinozaki stared wide-eyed, seemingly unable to believe that she had been instantly killed the moment she appeared on screen. Her wide eyes were filled with resentment and unwillingness.

Grasping the Aragami Fang and forcefully pulling it off her head, ignoring the hissing sound and the white smoke constantly flowing from her palm, Sachiko Shinozaki stared intently at Sakurai after freeing herself.

"Hand it over..."

"Hand over...!"

Staring at Sakurai, Sachiko Shinozaki's words were dark and filled with a chilling gloom.

A foul stench assaulted the senses, and Sachiko Shinozaki, with her hair moving without wind, looked as terrifying as a demon from hell.

"How am I supposed to know what you want if you don't tell me?"

"Sachiko Shinozaki, perhaps I should call you Sachiko Shinozaki or Nirvana?"

As he spoke, Sakurai took out the Book of Shadows from his shoulder bag and waved it in front of Sachiko Shinozaki.

The dagger piercing mark on the paper was clearly visible to Sachiko Shinozaki.

How dare you...?

"How dare you?!!"

It's unclear whether it was because they saw the damaged Book of Shadows or because their true names were revealed.

Sachiko Shinozaki let out a shrill wail that sounded like a banshee from hell.

Sachiko Shinozaki flew towards Sakurai's location at an extremely fast speed, using both her hands and feet.

Sakurai simply took a half step back in response.

A roundhouse kick followed closely by a bent knee, raised head, and twisted waist.

The whole process was done in one go.

He kicked Shinozaki Sachiko in the stomach with all his might, sending her flying even faster.

"Want it?"

"Then come and get it yourself."

Sakurai pointed to the top of his head and put the Book of Shadows back into his shoulder bag, saying this.

Returning to the very beginning, his body convulsed against the wall.

A large amount of dark blood burst open in a spiderweb pattern.

At first glance, Sachiko Shinozaki looked like a mosquito that had been swatted and was an eyesore.

"How dare you..."

"How dare you..."