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

At this point, Jianzi's father paused for a moment, then sighed deeply.

"Moreover, you and he both possess abilities that ordinary people do not have."

Upon hearing this, Yotsuya Miko hesitated for a moment, but eventually bit her lower lip and nodded.

Then, watching her father walk towards the living room, she cautiously offered a reminder.

"Well, Father, you'd better be prepared."

"Mental preparation?"

Seeing his son's father wave his hand and laughed heartily.

"I'm already quite old. How could I possibly be nervous talking to a teenager? Don't worry."

.......

The father, who was initially full of confidence, saw his son.

He's just a high school boy. As a mature and stable former head of the household who has been tempered by society for many years, I absolutely must take the initiative in the conversation.

He absolutely had to find out if this kid named Ye Xing had any improper thoughts about his daughter.

This old father's persistence was his final wish to see his son.

He had even planned a grand opening, but the moment he stepped into the living room, he froze in shock.

"You've arrived? Please have a seat."

Ye Xing was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a portrait and memorial tablet of Jian Zi's father in front of him.

What's even more outrageous is.

He was also holding a pudding in his hand.

The father was stunned.

"You...you didn't take......"

"Yes."

Night Star replied nonchalantly.

"It's just pudding for you."

When he readily admitted it, Jianzi's father was completely dumbfounded.

Stealing offerings meant for the dead?

That's outrageous enough.

Even more outrageous, he even stole food in front of the person he was being worshipped!

Only now did he understand what his daughter meant when she told him to prepare himself mentally.

This kid...

Is he mentally unstable?

Seeing his son's dumbfounded father, Ye Xing remained self-righteous, asserting that it was only natural.

"I figured you wouldn't get any, and it's a waste to leave it here, so I might as well eat it."

Seeing the complex expression on his face, Ye Xing's father looked at the pudding in his hand, smacked his lips, and finally could only sigh helplessly.

"Alright, alright, you're a guest after all. Eat if you want."

Seeing that her father was trying to compose himself and maintain a serious demeanor, he slowly walked over and sat cross-legged next to Ye Xing.

Before he could even open his mouth and deliver his well-thought-out, powerful opening remarks, he was completely overwhelmed by the other person's actions and words.

Ye Xing handed a stick of incense to Jian Zi's father and smiled naturally.

"Since you're just idling around anyway, why don't you light some incense for yourself?"

021 I will take care of your wife and children, so you have nothing to worry about.

"Ah this..."

Seeing his son's blank expression, the father didn't know how to respond.

Light some incense for yourself?

Doesn't this behavior seem a bit outrageous?

"Kidding."

Ye Xing shook his head and said with a light laugh.

Then, he lit the incense in his hand, placed it in front of the portrait of Jianzi's father, put his hands together, bowed slightly, and murmured a prayer.

"May the deceased bless me so that every week... no, every day, I'll have beautiful girls throwing themselves at me, and preferably a catgirl too. Thanks, thanks."

Hearing Ye Xing's incredibly devout tone and the absurd content of his prayer, Jianzi's father was speechless.

Are beautiful girls throwing themselves at me every day?

Do we need to make a catgirl too?

He doesn't have that ability.

Besides, when praying for the deceased, one should only silently do so in one's heart. How can one openly and publicly say it out loud, as if afraid that others will not hear it?

It is described as an innate, abstract sacred body.

Seeing that his son's father shook his head, putting aside his complicated emotions, he coughed twice and then spoke.

“Ye Xing, I can sense that you seem to be different from ordinary people.”

Immediately afterwards, as if remembering something, Jianzi's father quickly added a sentence.

"I meant the body, not the brain."

"Yin and Yang?"

"I didn't mean that at all, don't overthink it."

After a brief conversation, the father, who had been worried about his daughter, was completely relieved.

He didn't quite understand what type of girl his daughter liked.

But 99% of the time, it's definitely not as abstract as the night star.

How abstract is the night star?

His striking appearance even made people overlook his good looks when talking to him.

All that comes into view is abstraction.

Abstraction taken to its extreme becomes art.

This is what the great painter Van Gogh pursued throughout his life.

"Okay, enough small talk."

The frivolous and lazy smile on Ye Xing's face vanished instantly, replaced by a serious expression.

He looked at the spirit of Yotsuya Miko's father and slowly asked.

"Can you sense anything different about the long sword that Miko and I brought back today?"

"Yes...there is."

Yotsuya Miko's father stroked his chin thoughtfully and spoke.

"Although that long sword was not yet drawn, I sensed a very uneasy atmosphere even before you entered the house. If this were not my home before I died, I would have wanted to escape as soon as possible."

"That's it."

As Ye Xing listened, he took out the black notebook and began to write down his thoughts.

"Hmm... It has a very strong deterrent effect on ordinary ghosts and monsters."

Immediately afterwards, Ye Xing asked again.

"Do you know of any place where evil spirits and ghosts dare not set foot?"

"Yes, there really is one."

Yotsuya Miko's father didn't hesitate much, scratching his head as he replied.

"There are several locations, namely..."

After writing down all the locations mentioned by the other party, Ye Xing couldn't help but frown slightly.

He had anticipated the existence of those shrines in Kyoto.

After all, in the original story, Yotsuya Miko went to the shrine to pray and obtained the ability to summon the twins to destroy evil spirits, which could be used three times.

But why, among the names of several shrines, is there one that seems out of place, exuding a cheerful atmosphere...?

McDonald's?

You scoundrel, are you trying to make fun of me?

Just a second thought.

Seeing his son's father, he had no reason to deceive himself.

As the saying goes, a dying man's words are often the most virtuous.

Following this logic, if a father who is already dead sees his son again, then the goodness should be multiplied, doubly good.

Most importantly, judging from the other person's expression, one should be able to understand.

Having the ability to see ghosts is not a good thing for Yotsuya Miko.

It was a cruel joke played by fate.

"Well, that's all I wanted to ask you."

Upon hearing Ye Xing's words, Jianzi's father nodded, then his expression turned serious, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"Ye Xing, although this is our first meeting, I have a request that I hope you will grant."

"Well, please tell me."