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

On the other hand, this also reflects the diners' strict standards for controlling the quality of food.

Consuming ordinary evil spirits and ghosts is, for him now, a drop in the ocean, better than nothing.

Only a powerful evil spirit who dares to approach him despite the oppressive aura he exudes, and who is very confident in his power, can meet Night Star's current standards.

"It seems we haven't even started yet."

Seeing that the piano placed there remained completely still, Touma Kazusa said something indifferently and then sat down on the sofa.

Given her personality, she wouldn't waste a single moment of piano playing time.

But this time, it was the first time in Touma Kazusa's life that she didn't want to play the piano.

She wanted to focus all her attention on Ye Xing.

and...

Touma Kazusa's expression appeared calm.

In fact, her hands were trembling with nervousness.

This is the first time.

Touma Kazusa, who possesses exceptional piano playing talent that is in no way inferior to her mother Touma Yoko, experiences hand tremors for the first time.

Why is that?

She herself didn't understand, she just felt very nervous.

I was even more nervous than when I performed publicly for the first time, or when I played in front of my mother.

"Oh, then I'll wait a bit."

Ye Xing said nonchalantly and sat down on the sofa as well.

Seeing that he sat down on the sofa next to her instead of sitting next to her, Touma Kazusa felt relieved and relieved, but also had a strange sense of loss.

to be frank.

Touma Kazusa had no idea what she was thinking.

Spring break will be over in a few days.

If she wanted to post a request, she could have waited until after the start of the school year.

That way, I won't have to call my teacher, Hiratsuka Shizuka.

Given Touma Kazusa's usual personality, she tries to avoid talking to others as much as possible.

Why did she not choose to wait, but instead made a decision that went against her usual personality?

Touma Kazusa didn't understand; she couldn't comprehend herself in this way.

Silence fell over the living room.

Time passed by, second by second.

Ye Xing seemed quite relaxed, not in a hurry to go back at all.

He enjoyed the time he spent with Rio Futaba and Mai Sakurajima.

But there is a premise.

It is Mai Sakurajima or Rio Futaba.

Instead of Mai Sakurajima and Rio Futaba.

Shura field.

What terrifying words.

The best way to resolve a dispute is to eliminate its source.

So the night star disappeared.

Of course, there is another reason.

He really wanted to see what kind of ghost would play the piano at Touma's house every day.

Such high artistic attainments?

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Just as Touma Kazusa was lost in thought, she suddenly heard a soft piano sound.

Ye Xing looked up and saw that one of the keys on the piano in the living room was dented.

"here we go."

As Touma Kazusa spoke, the keys on the piano began to ripple like ocean waves.

As each key falls and pops out, a beautiful yet sorrowful and heartbreaking melody is born.

In Touma Kazusa's eyes, the piano is playing itself.

She even had the leisure to listen attentively, nodding occasionally as if expressing her approval of the piano piece.

Seeing Touma Kazusa's state, Yohoshi finally understood.

He had assumed that the other person was not afraid of ghosts.

So, it was Touma Kazusa's love for the piano that completely overshadowed her fear of the supernatural event, which is why she reacted this way.

Night Star even had doubts.

If this incident hadn't started affecting Touma Kazusa's daily performances, she wouldn't have even approached her with a request; instead, she would have simply continued to enjoy the performances.

Yohoshi looked at Touma Kazusa and said in a low voice.

What do you think?

Touma Kazusa hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking.

"I think this piece has very high requirements for speed and fluency, and it is extremely difficult, which proves that the performer's level is also very high, almost comparable to my mother's."

Ye Xing was speechless.

No, I didn't ask you that.

Forget it.

After all, it's Touma Kazusa.

It's a little abnormal, but also quite normal.

The scene that Yosei saw was completely different from that of Touma Kazusa.

A woman in a red evening gown, with long, flowing hair and a slender figure, is sitting at the piano, pressing the keys.

The evening gown she was wearing wasn't actually red.

Two streams of bloody tears streamed down her face, dripping onto her clothes.

This evening gown was stained red with blood.

"BYD, it's a vengeful ghost."

Unexpectedly, an ordinary paranormal event yielded unexpected results.

The food itself had already been coated with ketchup.

interesting.

The piano music stopped abruptly when the word "vengeful ghost" was heard.

The female ghost sitting in front of the piano slowly raised her head.

Beneath her face, hidden by her long hair, were a pair of eerie white eyes, from which bright red tears of blood were constantly seeping.

"You...can you see me?"

"Heh, reversing the Heavenly Gang."

Yoru chuckled and, with a movement so fast that even Touma Kazusa, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't see it clearly, rushed to the piano in an instant.

"boom!"

Ye Xing grabbed the female ghost by the neck with one hand and pinned her against the living room wall.

At this moment, the oppressive feeling that he had been concealing—a feeling that was like a natural enemy to evil spirits and ghosts, causing them to feel intense fear to their very bones—burst forth once again without any concealment.

The red-clad female ghost, who had been baring her teeth and claws, instantly became much more docile.

Touma Kazusa didn't understand what had happened.

All she knew was that Ye Xing suddenly appeared in front of the piano, and then, with a single, seemingly grasping gesture, pressed something against the wall.

"be honest."

The woman in red felt the increasing pressure on her neck and immediately stopped struggling.

She has realized it.

Compared to the human in front of him, he was nothing at all.

"That's right."

Ye Xing gave a kind smile and spoke softly.

"Can it talk?"

The woman in red didn't hesitate and immediately nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"Yes, yes."

"Well."

Night Star smiled with satisfaction.

"I ask, you answer, understand?"

"Yes, yes, yes, please feel free to ask."

Why are you playing the piano in someone else's house?

Upon hearing this question, the woman in red looked pitiful.

"This used to be my piano."