In this crossover anime, I fight against the supernatural in my everyday world.

Then, she gently rubbed her legs, clad in fitted suit trousers, against Ye Xing's side, and stuck out her pink tongue to lick Ye Xing's face like a cat, whispering without any attempt to hide her feelings.

"Turn off the lights."

As the switch was pressed, the hotel room was plunged into darkness.

Only the hazy moonlight illuminated the two figures overlapping.

Yang Nai bit her pink lower lip lightly, letting out a suppressed cry of pain.

.......

A night of physical training.

Calling it physical training is not an exaggeration at all.

This sport tests not only physical strength, but also explosive power and mental composure.

When Yang Nai woke up from her sleep, the first thing she saw was a sliver of sunlight shining through the gap in the curtains.

And the night stars, sitting in a chair under the sunlight, watching the news broadcast on TV.

Yang Nai drank too much last night, which made her reaction time seem a beat slower.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that she realized her current predicament.

Cardiac arrest.

Seeing that Yoshiki didn't seem to notice her, Yono quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be still sleeping.

She felt extremely tired.

Yang Nai knew very well what had happened after Ye Xing took her back to her room last night.

The excuses about messing around while drunk and having amnesia upon waking up are just that—excuses.

If someone were to drink to the point of losing their memory and having blackouts, they wouldn't have the energy to do that kind of thing.

Yang remembers every detail clearly.

She even remembered exactly which positions she used.

like...

I've used it a lot.

Yang Nai's pretty face flushed red with embarrassment. She tried her best to maintain even breathing and pretended to be asleep, but her mind was racing.

How to do?

Yang Nai wasn't the kind of shy, timid girl.

She did it, and it was her own initiative, so she didn't regret it.

But what should we do next?

The sound of the news broadcast on television reached Yang Nai's ears.

"Regarding the intrusion into the Kyoto City Museum yesterday, the Metropolitan Police Department has officially issued a statement this morning, confirming that none of the exhibits in the museum, including the famous sword Onimaru Kunitsuna, have been damaged or lost."

"Fortunately, this unfortunate incident once again demonstrated to the citizens the Kyoto Metropolitan Police Department's and the on-site commander Soichiro Yagami's ability to quickly handle sudden criminal incidents and their composure in the face of danger."

........

Meanwhile, inside the Metropolitan Police Department.

Watching the news broadcast on TV, Souichirou Yagami, who hadn't slept all night, looked tired and conflicted.

Just as "Mask" says.

According to the official statement, Onimaru Kunitsuna was not stolen.

Souichirou Yagami didn't know whether he should do it or not, but he had no other choice.

When the head of the Kyoto City Museum arrived at the scene and saw the empty vault, his expression changed instantly.

With his years of experience in criminal investigation, Soichiro Yagami was naturally able to tell.

The "mask" did indeed take away the real Onimaru Kunitsuna.

The head of the Kyoto City Museum, who was even on guard with the Metropolitan Police Department, ultimately lost this legendary sword.

But what happened next was something that Yagami Souichirou never expected.

The museum director, the Metropolitan Police Department's superiors, and even high-ranking officials in Kyoto City, though none of them said it explicitly, all conveyed the same implication.

"Onimaru Kunitsuna has no practical value; it's just a keepsake that embodies one's spirit. Since the original is gone, the flawless replica in the display case is the real thing."

Soichiro Yagami thought of these words, as well as the five-word instruction given to him by his superiors.

"Consider the bigger picture."

He had no choice but to pretend he didn't know.

At the same time, Soichiro Yagami also felt a sense of relief.

He felt that his decision to help the "mask" was perhaps the right one.

Onimaru Kunitsuna chose the other party as his master.

Perhaps only in the hands of the other party can this legendary sword truly realize its value.

Rather than becoming some kind of spiritual anchor, or just an ordinary cold weapon that can be replaced at any time.

Soichiro Yagami was thinking of Kunitsuna Onimaru.

But deep down he knew it too.

My own situation is the same.

.......

It wasn't just Kyoto City that saw this news report.

Ukiyo-e Town is a cluster of quaint wooden houses.

"call..."

An elderly man, thin and short, watched the news broadcast on television, picked up a steaming cup of tea, and took a sip.

His body is no different from that of a normal human.

However, the back of his head is extremely long, which looks somewhat comical.

This old man's name is Nura Nurarihyon (from Nurarihyon no Mago).

Despite his appearance, he is the leader of the monsters.

He is the leader of all the demons in the tale of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.

Although they are yokai, Nurarihyon realized this hundreds of years ago.

With the development and progress of humankind, there will be no place for monsters in the future world.

To this end, he created the Nura Clan, with the aim of concentrating the power of yokai to protect the continuation of the yokai race.

"Kyoto..."

Standing behind Nurarihyon was a tall man with long hair covering half of his face, whose appearance was somewhat frightening.

The man asked respectfully.

"What should we do?"

Nurarihyon watched the news report on TV, a hint of worry flashing across his aged face.

"The only people who would take such a big risk to steal Onimaru Kunitsuna are either money-grubbing lunatics or exorcists who know the value of this sword."

"Since the Metropolitan Police Department's report did not say that the perpetrator was killed or arrested, it proves that it is the second case."

"I suspect that Onimaru Kunitsuna has already been stolen, but the Kyoto authorities are just keeping it a secret."

Nurarihyon was, after all, a great demon who had lived for hundreds of years. He could guess the truth of the matter based on just a few words from the news broadcast.

He was just very confused.

In this day and age, there are still exorcists who are so powerful that even the Metropolitan Police Department's heavy encirclement could not stop them?

"Demon."

"exist."

Nurarihyon stood up, a sharp glint in his eyes that was completely at odds with his aged appearance.

"Gather everyone and prepare to depart for Kyoto."

"Yes, chief."

The demon didn't ask any more questions.

He was absolutely loyal to Nurarihyon, the leader of the Nura Clan who founded the Nura Clan.

Exorcist?

Hundreds of years ago, during a time when yokai roamed freely, Nurarihyon was able to carve out a bloody path on his own, unite the yokai, and establish the Nura Clan.

Although we have now reached an era where monsters need to hide, skilled exorcists are becoming increasingly rare.

The leader cannot possibly lose.

.......

Meanwhile, inside the hotel room.

Yukinoshita Haruno finally made up her mind.

"Good morning."

When she opened her mouth to speak, she realized that her throat was sore and hoarse.

After all, they shouted for so long last night.

"Woke up?"

Upon hearing Yang Nai's voice, Ye Xing stood up and smiled.

"Since you're already up, I'll be going now."

"Um, wait a minute."