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

We're almost there! Thank goodness I'm not bad with directions.

and...

This smell is too strong.

Sakurai took a deep breath of the unique scent of the alien in the air and couldn't help but lick his lips.

It works up an appetite.

"Assistant, I want to emphasize this again."

"If I can't resist chopping up those minors later, you must stop me."

"I don't want to get human blood on my hands for now; it's too much trouble to wash them off."

Sakurai glanced down at the half-severed limb on the ground and casually kicked it aside, completely unaware that he was also a minor.

"I understand, I will..."

"Do your best to stop your boss."

Lacking night vision, Yotsuya Miko had no confidence whatsoever, but she still nodded obediently, completely unaware that she had almost stepped on the hand of one of her kind.

otherwise...

Even if she had been tortured beyond recognition, she would probably still be unable to resist letting out a piercing scream.

Sakurai would find it too noisy.

"Don't worry, you're more important than you think."

"If it were you, you should be able to call me back."

"and..."

“There are prey that are more suitable for me to kill than those brats.”

He took a deep breath of the dusty air, his eyes already slightly squinted.

Feeling the slight chill emanating from the short dagger in his shoulder bag, Sakurai's long-dormant bloodlust was rekindled, and he was already starting to feel impatient. He was now lurking in the deepest part of this abandoned factory.

It's so delicious.

Unlike Sakurai, who was already used to such scenes, Yotsuya Mikoto was somewhat bewildered.

To be honest, she had been mentally preparing herself all the way, and she really thought she was not afraid. But when she finally reached the deepest part, Jianzi was still quite frightened by what she saw.

With her pupils slightly unfocused, she stared blankly at everything before her.

All ten fingers were broken, and the black-haired, brown-eyed man lay in a pool of blood with a gaping hole in his chest revealing his white bones, his fate unknown.

The blonde girl with red eyes, who had lost an arm, leaned against the wall, crying silently and wailing. A hideous, bloody gash stretched from the corner of her eye to her chin, through which her white teeth could even be seen.

The pink-haired girl with flat glasses sat motionless, her face covered in blood. There was a pale yellow liquid with a foul odor on the ground.

The short, stout man with black-rimmed glasses stood protectively in front of the woman with glasses. His entire body was covered in cuts and bruises, and two streams of blood flowed down from his tightly closed eye sockets.

Half a steel bar was stuck in his left thigh, and the remaining half of the broken pole was stuck in his eye sockets. The light-colored long-haired man, with crimson blood running down his cheeks from his empty eye sockets, knelt motionless in front of the others.

Her legs and arms were twisted into a range of motion that no human could achieve. The purple-haired beauty, entangled in black energy and floating in the air, was constantly being slashed with tiny wounds, and bright red blood flowed down the ground from the wounds.

as well as...

The black aura was so dense that Yotsuya Miko's exact appearance was completely obscured...

That thing floating in the air.

The faint groans, sobs, and panting sounds clearly reached Miko Yotsuya's ears.

Even the deepest hell is nothing more than this.

This is a situation that is more visibly unacceptable than anything bad I have ever seen before.

This is the fear of death etched into the deepest part of human instinct.

Unable to think, Miko Yotsuya could only stare blankly at the scene before her, unable to comprehend anything...

move.

My body felt like a rusty iron gate, completely out of my control.

Is he still breathing?

How lucky!

"To my surprise, they're all still alive?"

"I thought that at least one or two people would die, and it wouldn't be surprising if they all died."

"Lucky, my luck is unexpectedly good."

"Once we finish you off, this rescue mission will be considered a complete success."

"I'm telling you, are you that hungry? You stupid fool who craves human despair, do you think you're losing out if you don't maximize the exploitation of these people's fear, you monster?"

"That's why I had ample time for the rescue."

Slowly raising his right hand, Sakurai gripped a short dagger he had somehow taken from his shoulder bag tightly in his palm, staring intently at the monster before him.

"Wyyyyyy!!!"

A piercing shriek echoed deep within the abandoned factory, provoked by Sakurai.

The invisible sound waves almost pierced Yotsuya Miko's eardrums.

Instinctively covering her ears, Yotsuya Miko uncontrollably trembled.

very scary.

"It's noisy."

Unlike Yotsuya Miko, Sakurai scratched his ear, clearly annoyed.

He certainly looked down on these guys who came here to court death, but alas—

What gives you the courage to harm humans in front of a mere monster?

This is in...

Provoke him.

With a loud bang, the purple-haired beauty floating in the air was thrown aside by the monster.

"There are emergency healing medicines and bandages in the bag. They were freebies from the last transaction with the shady merchant. I haven't used them, but they should be effective."

"They're mission targets after all. If those people on the ground aren't dead, bandage them up."

"This is your mission this time."

The real task, aside from broadening Yotsuya Miko's horizons, was to bandage the living.

He has no interest in doing such a thing.

And he won't.

He took off the shoulder bag he had been carrying and tossed it to Yotsuya Miko, who was standing there dumbfounded. With a flick of his dagger, he easily severed the cat's cradle that connected him and Yotsuya Miko. Sakurai uttered a single sentence and charged towards the monster in front of him.

With one hand braced against the ground, and using the momentum of the monster lunging at him, Sakurai kicked the monster in the chest with a rabbit-like kick, sending the ruler of the abandoned factory flying. He then glanced down at his right leg.

Did you break a bone because you used too much force?

That's really excessively hard.

With a sharp, grating sound that caused a physical toothache, Sakurai squinted his eyes in annoyance as he forcibly repositioned the bone.

So, my physical strength is still within the human range after all?

Indeed, my blood is still red.

How can this not be considered human?

Really are--

This is so troublesome. If you're going to act like a monster, then act like a monster completely!

How can someone be so fragile while still being immortal?

Looking down at his right leg, which was visibly deformed and stained with blood, Sakurai, who was manually realigning his bones, regained his fighting ability amidst a series of toothache-related crunches.

The greetings are over, now it's time for—

It's time for the main meal!!!

45. It turned out to be a big spider.

Dynamic vision captured the dark light that the ruler of the abandoned factory had pierced through.

With a flash of his eyes, without even thinking, Sakurai, who had long been battling the supernatural, had developed an instinctive reaction to such sudden attacks.

Relying entirely on instinct, Sakurai tilted his head to avoid the limbs extending from the ruler of the abandoned factory. With a quick step forward, he slashed with his short dagger and easily struck the connection between the ruler's limbs.

With his weight on top and a powerful push, Sakurai easily severed the tip of the limb with a snap.

He bent down and scooped up the half-exoskeleton-like limb with one hand, then casually tossed it toward the head of the dominator in the abandoned factory.

Sakurai squinted and slowly adjusted his breathing.

"Wyyyy!!!"

Unlike the calm and collected Sakurai, the ruler of the abandoned factory slapped away the half-limb that was flying towards him. With an angry roar, the body of the ruler continued to expand, eventually transforming into a giant spider more than two meters tall. Lacking a spider leg, it opened its sharp fangs and mouthparts, emitting a sharp cry.

If you were bitten by this thing, even the hardest human skull would probably burst like a balloon.

Sakurai, who was facing him, paced back and forth from his current position, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"No wonder you're the only one here, it's a spider's nest."

"Did you eat the rest as prey?"

"If I'm not mistaken, those people you let go all have your spider eggs inside them, right? Not a bad plan."