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

There might be some kind of super big boss here.

The kind that's both deadly and deadly.

Is she really wearing duct tape?

Is it too late to run now?

"It's too late. Didn't you see how kindly the owner closed the door for us?"

"This place has been out of reality since we came in."

"Perhaps you can ask a kind host to let us go."

Sakurai shrugged and pushed the door behind him, using the unyielding door as an ironclad fact to tell Yotsuya Miko to stop indulging in these unnecessary fantasies, which were completely unrealistic.

She can't leave now.

What predator would let go of prey that comes knocking on its door?

Even if it's just to taste it, there's no way I'll let her go.

Got it. Either kill the other party, or die here.

Yotsuya Miko indicated that she was aware of the current situation.

Could you give her a chance to write a will?

It will only take two minutes.

She wanted to bite her finger to write a big "misery" character.

And also...

She hasn't had time to delete her browser history yet. Is there a signal in this factory?

She wanted to take the opportunity to call her family.

Great, there's no signal at all.

Nice job.

41. Existence itself is equivalent to invincibility.

"that..."

"Boss, just in case, I mean, if something happens, can you protect me?"

She tentatively raised her hand, forcing a smile as best she could, and asked awkwardly.

"It's too late."

With a warm and happy smile, Sakurai gave the same answer he had given before.

If anything unexpected were to happen, the only thing he could guarantee was that he would survive.

As for everyone else besides him, sorry...

There was nothing he could do.

Ms. Yotsuya felt like crying at Sakurai's answer; she couldn't understand it...

Why can Sakurai Sanjiro say such cruel things?!

Oh my god, boss, you're so handsome, you're not here to stab my heart!

Miko Yotsuya was very agitated, but she dared not say it.

Scared.

The smile froze on her face, and Yotsuya Miko, who was almost in tears of blood, didn't even have time to slap Sakurai twice.

After thinking for a moment about who the strong one was and considering the power disparity between the two sides, Yotsuya Miko abandoned the idea that she would ultimately be the only one to die.

Without making a sound, Yotsuya Miko took a half step back to protect Sakurai in front of her. On the verge of tears, she silently slapped herself hard before making a decision.

She and the boss are about to go on a rampage.

Um.....

She's in charge of the gaga, and the boss is slaughtering everyone.

The kind of boss who gets the job done the moment a problem arises.

Boss, don't worry, I'll take good care of myself. It would be even better if there was a safe place where I could cheer you on.

In case of danger, I will shout for help immediately.

Yotsuya Miko, who was well aware of her own incompetence, thought to herself.

"Boss, let's go. If we don't hurry, something might happen to the survivors."

Miko Yotsuya urged Sakurai to hurry up in a low voice.

She was already starting to miss that warm, big bed.

Especially the big bed where no ghost baby would lie on her stomach after she got the rosary.

I miss you so much...

Bed kiss.

Why am I not sleeping on such a nice night, but instead playing with the boss and risking my life?!

Who did I offend?

Another day I'm thinking about getting new glasses.

Is it possible to become blind after a retinal replacement?

If possible, I'd like to swap retinas with the boss.

Yotsuya Miko, on the verge of tears, forced a show of strength despite her mournful expression.

It looks like...

They're so easy to bully.

She's the kind of person who can be easily scared into crying.

Glancing at Yotsuya Miko, who was shielding herself behind her back and was on the verge of tears but pretending not to be afraid, Sakurai felt a little restless.

If I leave Miko Yotsuya in the deepest part of the room and watch the show by myself, she'll definitely cry, what should I do...?

It looks quite interesting.

If planned well, we should be able to save her before she bursts into tears.

Well...

Is this the way that immature little boys, whom Kirisu Mafuyu complained about, attract girls' attention?

Sakurai tilted his head thoughtfully, by about a pixel.

Um...

The sentence above was something Sakurai saw by chance while watching TV last night.

Phrases like, "Such a cute girl, if I punched her, she'd probably cry for a long time."

Miko Yotsuya involuntarily shuddered when Sakurai glanced at her.

Miko Yotsuya, who was already trembling uncontrollably, seemed to sense something, looked around warily, and then shrank back, causing her to tremble even more violently.

"Um, boss, are we really going to get out of here alive?"

The further she walked, the more she felt like a lamb willingly walking into the tiger's den. She quietly asked herself once again whether she could return safely alive.

"I don't know, um..."

Sakurai, who gave this answer quite naturally, felt he needed to give his rookie assistant a little confidence.

"What's certain is that the last guy is dead. Nothing can kill me."

After hesitating for a moment, he added this sentence.

In other words, besides being certain that you will be fine, there is no other guarantee?

"White teeth, does that mean I'm probably going to die?"

When Yotsuya Miko realized this, she was dumbfounded.

I don't want this kind of belated revenge.

I haven't written my will yet, you know.

I've made up my mind. If I survive this time...

She had to write a will every day.

The first line is a tearful account of the boss's exploits.

Sakurai didn't notice Yotsuya Miko's sarcastic remarks and despairing expression; his gaze was fixed straight ahead.

His intuition told him that the host had been waiting for a long time, perhaps even preparing a trap for him.

However, even though he had already guessed this possibility, Sakurai remained fearless and full of confidence.

It wasn't arrogance; it was complete self-confidence, a clear and thorough understanding of Sakurai's own body.

He clearly understood one thing: that no one could take victory from him unless he wanted to.

Humans? Monsters? Ghosts? Evil spirits? Even legendary gods.

It doesn't matter what it is, as long as it can be seen, as long as it can be hit, as long as it can cause injury.

Nothing could stop him from ultimately achieving victory.

The rest is just a matter of time.

For this alone, Sakurai was more confident than anyone else.

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