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

The person's voice was very calm, so calm that there wasn't a single tremor in it.

Upon hearing that voice, Fumino Furuhashi, bewildered and terrified, suddenly felt a chill run through her heart, a chill that penetrated to the very core.

Like drinking a glass of ice water on a hot summer day, she calmed down a little.

He looked around.

She is now undoubtedly inside this bus, which is full of the charm of the last century.

Old, decaying, with a hint of mold and burnt smell.

It doesn't smell very good.

There was no one else on the bus besides her and the boy.

even...

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her standing at the front and couldn't help but step back.

My back was pressed tightly against the backrest, which gave me just a tiny bit of a sense of security.

She saw...

There was no one in the driver's seat, which should have been occupied.

The bus, carrying only her and the boy, was able to run normally.

Looking out the car window, she was even more horrified to find that it was pitch black outside, not at all like being on a street.

It's like traveling through a tunnel.

The car was eerily quiet. Apart from her own and the boy's breathing, she couldn't even hear the engine running or the car body cutting through the air.

She finally realized what a terrible place she was in.

Her romantic nature as a liberal arts student made her realize that she might have been involved in a supernatural event.

Now, it seems that only the boy next to her can answer her questions?

Unlike himself, he seemed very calm.

The fact that she wasn't alone gave Fumino Furuhashi a slight sense of security.

Human beings are inherently afraid of loneliness; even those who pride themselves on being independent still yearn for someone to walk alongside them.

In particular, the presence of survivors of similar age in this dangerous situation was undoubtedly the most wonderful thing.

She took small, rapid breaths, inhaling the stale, burnt air into her mouth and then exhaling.

Her body trembled slightly as she listened carefully to the boy's advice, not daring to utter even the slightest unnecessary sound.

I have to say something.

"Excuse me, where is this place? What happened?"

She subconsciously leaned close to the boy's ear, her lips slightly moving as she whispered inquiries about the current situation.

"That's a little more accurate. To put it simply, you're going to die."

The boy glanced at her, then looked away.

He uttered those words very naturally.

In Furukawa Fumino's eyes, the expressionless boy seemed to have transformed into a Grim Reaper wielding a scythe, staring at her mercilessly and issuing a ruthless judgment.

Author's Note + Bounty

As the title suggests, it will be available for purchase tomorrow.

Before I knew it, this was already my third book. I have been describing the story in my mind.

From Fujimaru Ritsuka and Kanzaki Yuuto to the current Sakurai Eito.

Unconsciously, I have begun to depict the third story.

First of all, I'd like to thank my readers for their support.

Because of you, I have the motivation to keep writing.

Well, the new book season is over.

After it's released, it will be a brand new beginning. Please continue to support me, and I will do my best to bring this story to the end.

Realistically speaking, this book did not perform very well.

From a personal perspective, the setting is somewhat contrary to popular aesthetics, which probably deterred many readers.

I was aware of this, as evidenced by my failure to advance after the first round of recommendations.

I accept reality and I accept criticism.

You should stand at attention when you're about to be hit.

Now, all we can do is continue down this path of making the best of a bad situation.

Then, after the apology, the next steps were arranged.

Once it's published, it'll be a brand new start, right? I'll do my best to present a story that everyone will be satisfied with.

I would also appreciate your support, dear readers.

What readers are probably most concerned about is the update schedule.

I'll update promptly at noon tomorrow. I'm going to be releasing a lot of chapters when it goes on sale, right? So I'll try my best and start with five chapters.

If there's a bounty or something, let's keep it simple.

500+ votes, 1 more chapter.

100+ monthly votes, 1 more chapter.

10000+ donations for 1 more chapter

100+1 blades

Forget about treasure chests and stuff, it's unrealistic, so I won't make a special bounty for them.

Then there's the initial subscription. The current number of favorites is 1,200, which is incredibly low.

The subscription-to-receipt ratio is generally 10 to 1.

Let's be shameless then, let's start with 100 chapters, and add one chapter for every 100 more.

so...

Please accept my first order (bowing).

Oh, and just like with the previous book, just in case, I'd like to mention one last thing: the reason I've set such high prices for tips and threats is so that I hope everyone will do what they can afford. In today's society, money doesn't come easily, and after all, your money doesn't grow on trees. The tips are just a way to encourage updates. I'm already very satisfied if you can subscribe to all the books and give me some free votes (survival instinct at its peak).

ciao~

63. This world is real and cruel (Seeking first subscription)

Before Fumino Furukawa, whose brain had completely shut down, could continue thinking, the unknown boy spoke up again.

"Since you're on this bus, you should have heard of it."

"On the second Friday of April each year, the thoughts of the deceased will be conveyed to another world, and the bus that runs between the world of the living and the dead will appear in front of that person at midnight."

"After taking the bus to the terminal station, you can see the person you've been longing for. After paying a sufficient price, you can even bring the dead back to life."

"After all, only those who know can see."

"That's how you get caught up in it."

"I only know one person so far who is an ordinary person who knows nothing about the world and possesses this level of quality."

In the human world where the living reside, there exists another world where souls not belonging to the human world roam freely.

In the present day, two worlds that are adjacent yet incompatible are mixed together.

The lives of the living are threatened by the lives of the dead.

I can't see it, I shouldn't see it, but...

But we have to see it.

That girl, that ordinary girl who was suddenly seen, is now enduring the fear of seeing the invisible.

She was afraid, yet she was trying to survive on the border between the two worlds.

For this reason, she had already given her all just to live and survive.

"You mean, it's really possible to meet him?"

"The dead."

Fumino Furuhashi moved closer to Sakurai, her breath brushing against Sakurai's face.

The girl looked at him with great anticipation, hoping to get a firm answer from him.

Her eyes were misty with longing as she looked forward to seeing her mother, who had passed away when she was young.

This is her dream, and also her wish.

It was this sentiment that attracted this bus that travels between two worlds.

That's why Sakurai came here.

That's why she was the most likely candidate to be found by the unscrupulous businessman.

"This strange tale appeared out of nowhere today."

“There has never been a similar situation before.”

"In other words, those guys on the forum who confidently claim to have personally witnessed the deceased are lying."

Sakurai tapped on the armrest and said softly.