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

Five minutes later.

Yang Nai disassembled the hotel's toothbrush, rinsed her mouth, and carefully brushed her teeth. Looking at her hair, which had become messy again, she looked utterly exhausted.

She's learned her lesson.

If they continue to provoke...

I'm afraid I've already... died.

......

By the time Yang Nai finished washing up and walked out of the hotel with Ye Xing, it was almost 10 a.m.

She took out her phone and glanced at it, noticing a missed call from her mother.

Yang Nai glanced at Ye Xing beside her, hesitated for a moment, and finally put the phone back in her pocket.

It's fine to call back later.

"I'm a little hungry."

After a busy night, Yang Nai was already starving.

She saw a snack shop on the street, took Ye Xing's arm, and said with a smile.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."

The two stepped inside and saw that there was only one table of customers in the shop.

After all, this is not peak dining time.

A boy with brown hair, wearing a white shirt, sat there with his back to the door, so his face was not visible.

Sitting opposite him was a cute girl who looked like she was still in junior high school.

The girl was puffing out her cheeks, as if venting her anger, poking at the soup dumpling in her bowl with her chopsticks, and muttering to herself.

"Dad is really something. He finally came to Kyoto so the whole family could go sightseeing together, but he hasn't come back since yesterday morning. He keeps saying he's busy with work. Humph."

"Zhuangyu, you should try to understand your father's difficulties."

The boy's voice was very gentle, with a charm that made people relax unconsciously.

"As you know, Father's job is special, and it's not just us and Mother who need him."

"Humph."

The girl looked clearly unconvinced and stuck out her tongue.

“Brother, you’re always making excuses for him. No wonder, after all, you’re the son he’s so proud of, and he’s the father you admire. Mom and I are not important at all.”

"Okay, stop complaining."

The boy reached out and stroked the girl's head, his voice tinged with laughter.

"To make it up to you, I've been treating you to a nice meal out of my own pocket. We can have Father join us after he finishes his work, since we're still staying in Kyoto for a few more days."

"Hmph, who wants to wait for him?"

Although the girl said this, her mood had clearly improved a lot, and she began to eat the food in front of her.

Yang Nai's attention was not on that at all; she was looking at the menu hanging on the wall and ordering food with great interest.

Ye Xing's eyes flickered almost imperceptibly after hearing the name Zhuang Yu.

"You've ordered, please sit down."

Yang took Ye Xing's arm and sat down at the table directly to the right of the brother and sister.

The brown-haired boy and Ye Xing were separated by a passageway less than two meters wide.

Neither of them shifted their gaze.

However, the girl named Zhuang Yu blushed slightly after seeing Ye Xing and Yang Nai sit down, and leaned close to her brother, lowering her voice.

"Brother, look, what an eye-catching couple they are."

The brown-haired boy smiled.

"Don't talk about others behind their backs. Didn't you want to go to the restroom? Go now."

"Oh right, I forgot."

After the girl stood up and left, Ye Xing looked at Yang Nai, who kept glancing at her phone, pursed her lips, and looked hesitant, and chuckled.

"Is that your mother's call? Since the food hasn't been served yet, I'll call her back and tell her about the terms we agreed on."

Hearing him say that, Yang Nai nodded and smiled.

"Okay, I'll go out and make a call, I'll be right back."

As they reached the door, Yang Nai added another sentence.

"Don't sneak any food while I'm not around. I remember everything you ordered."

"walk slowly."

After Yang Nai also walked out the door, only Ye Xing and the brown-haired boy remained in the shop.

From the kitchen came the soft clattering of cutlery.

The atmosphere suddenly became inexplicably tense, like a taut bowstring, making a buzzing sound in everyone's ears.

In stark contrast to this tense atmosphere was complete silence.

The brown-haired boy didn't turn his head, still staring at the food in front of him, and simply spoke softly.

"Release your resentment, Emperor Sutoku."

As the brown-haired boy finished speaking, a monster that was entirely golden, with black, eerie light emanating from its eyes, and had wings on its back, resembling the legendary Tengu, appeared instantly.

Its sharp claws swiftly reached for Night Star's face.

Faced with this sudden attack, Ye Xing simply placed the teacup in her hand lightly on the table and uttered two words indifferently.

"come out."

As soon as the words fell, the enormous, pale demonic hand reappeared, grabbing the dog-like monster in its palm.

It is just different from ordinary evil spirits and monsters.

The tengu-like monster's two sharp claws had already pierced into the pale demon hand's index and middle fingers, resisting with brute force to prevent the demon hand from closing all five fingers.

The stalemate lasted for four or five seconds, with neither side gaining any advantage.

A smile played on the brown-haired boy's lips as he called out softly.

"come back."

With his voice, the tengu monster vanished instantly.

Night Star also recalled the Pale Ghost Hand.

The two turned to the side at the same time, and their eyes finally met for the first time since Ye Xing entered the shop.

The brown-haired boy was very handsome, even beautiful.

Even when he was sitting, you could tell he was very tall, only slightly shorter than Ye Xing.

Although he wore an approachable smile that made people feel good about him, his eyes held a confident air that suggested he had everything under control.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is..."

Before the other party could finish speaking, Ye Xing responded with a slight smile.

"Yakami Yue."

Hearing him pronounce his name directly, Light Yagami's smile remained unchanged, but he became more wary and chuckled.

"What is your name?"

"Miyamizu Mitsuha".

"what?"

Upon hearing this extremely feminine name, Light Yagami paused for a moment, then realized that his behavior had been somewhat impolite, and could only laugh awkwardly.

"That... um... has an elegant air about her."

Ye Xing remained as outspoken as ever.

"I said, if we really have nothing to say, there's no need to force a compliment; it's just awkward."

Light Yagami's smile gradually froze.

He never expected that after arriving in Kyoto, he would encounter a boy who felt like a kindred spirit in such a shop by such a coincidence.

Light Yagami's initial attack was merely a test to see if his opponent was a psychic.

Of course, he is not the Kira who treats human life as worthless yet.

If my guess is wrong, then if Emperor Sutoku does not choose to reveal himself, the attack will simply pass through ordinary people without causing any harm.

Light Yagami had assumed that someone with the same abilities as him would be arrogant, aloof, or even taciturn and unapproachable.

But he was already abstracted after just the first round of conversation.

Light Yagami did not look down on Yosei sitting opposite him because of this.

Regardless, the opponent's strength is equal to one's own...

No, judging from the detail that the other party just summoned the soul to materialize but did not utter the soul's true name.

This black-haired, black-eyed boy, who looked to be the same age as him, was even more adept at using the materialization of his soul.

At this moment, Ye Xing still maintained that nonchalant and lazy demeanor, but in her heart, she had relaxed.

Yeah.

I'm not afraid of your abilities, Light Yagami.

I'm afraid you're capable but don't use it, and instead you're hiding your trump cards here with me.

Now that you've shown the physical manifestation of your soul, I'm relieved.

Emperor Sutoku is the foremost of the four vengeful spirits of the Cherry Blossom Province.

Judging from the recent exchange, Light Yagami's power as a materialized soul is worthy of his name.