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

Yotsuya Miko picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth, her face full of happiness.

"I never expected you to cook so well."

"of course."

Ye Xing didn't stand on ceremony at all, and said calmly.

"I am perfect."

"Tch... Being able to say something like that just proves you're a narcissist."

"To be honest, the last person as strong as me started to do whatever he wanted."

"It makes sense."

.......

After finishing his meal, Yohoshi glanced out the window at the gradually darkening sky, then looked at Yotsuya Miko and smiled.

Are you staying here tonight?

Upon hearing this, Yotsuya Miko's pretty face flushed red, and she said shyly.

"Um... if you'd like... staying here isn't out of the question..."

"Then you need to send a message to your mom and tell her you're not going home tonight."

"What do you mean 'our mom'... You're already changing how you address someone before we're even married?"

Yotsuya Miko first muttered a soft complaint, then her blush deepened, and she nervously clutched the hem of her clothes, muttering under her breath.

"Well... I, I, I've already messaged my mom."

Night Star drawled out his words, speaking with a profound meaning.

"Oh, I see~"

"Stop nagging!"

Yotsuya Miko said something while feeling both embarrassed and angry. Then she sat directly on Yohoshi's lap, put her arms around his neck, and, suppressing her shyness, whispered in his ear.

"I want to do what... Futaba did..."

"Why don't we go together?"

Upon hearing Yoru's flippant words, a misty haze rose in Yotsuya Miko's golden eyes, and a blush of shyness appeared on her fair skin.

"Let's talk about it another time..."

...

After entering the bedroom and lying on the soft bed, Yohoshi whispered in Yotsuya Miko's ear.

"So...they went in?"

Yotsuya Miko took a deep breath, her face tense, feeling as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

"Hmm...come in."

The next second, Yotsuya Miko frowned slightly, and tears welled up in her golden eyes as she looked pitiful.

"It's...too big, it hurts a little."

The sight of Yotsuya Miko with tears welling up in her eyes could only be described with one word.

Astringent air.

There's a desire to bully the other person mercilessly.

"How...how did it get bigger again..."

"There's no more room..."

........

Three days later, on a Shinkansen train heading from Kyoto to Tokyo.

"Wuhu, finally setting off!"

Seeing Yui Yuigahama cheering and jumping for joy, Rio Futaba, sitting next to her, pushed up her glasses and lowered her voice.

"This isn't just a vacation, so don't let your guard down."

"I know, I know~"

Yui Yuigahama smiled and replied, her face beaming with excitement as she watched the scenery rushing past the car window.

This section of the train car was very empty, except for the members of the Chaoliang Society who were participating in the tour.

Lord Hachisho remained in Kyoto, as it was uncertain whether Tamamo-no-Mae and her group of lesser demons could handle the sudden and bizarre events.

Since this trip to Tokyo was not only for tourism, but also to return the famous sword Mikazuki Munechika to its rightful owner, Makinohara Shoko did not participate.

Just like when they took the joint exam before, the members disagreed on the seating arrangement.

The final solution was the same as last time.

Kitagawa Kaimu was seated next to Yohoshi.

do not know why.

Kitagawa Kaimu always felt that a war without gunpowder was being waged in secret, but he had no idea what was going on.

Yotsuya Miko sat in her seat, looking at the empty carriage, and sighed.

"I hope nothing unexpected happens before I arrive in Tokyo."

"Do not worry."

Mai Sakurajima patted Miko Yotsuya on the shoulder and smiled reassuringly.

"It's just a simple trip, taking the Shinkansen. Nothing unexpected will happen, otherwise it would be too unlucky."

At this point, Mai Sakurajima took out a piece of chocolate from her pocket and quietly handed it to the empty seat behind her, which appeared to be empty to the average person, while chuckling in a low voice.

"Menma, here, have this."

"Thank you, Mai-neechan~"

Menma took the chocolate from Mai Sakurajima, carefully unwrapped it, and put it in her mouth, looking very happy.

"Seriously, it's all smeared on the corners of your mouth."

Mai Sakurajima took out a tissue and wiped the chocolate off Menma's lips. Looking at the silly-smiling man, she smiled gently, looking every bit the perfect wife and mother.

Seeing her like this, Yotsuya Miko couldn't help but sigh.

"Mai-senpai, you're really good at taking care of people."

"Of course, after all, I'm a mature senior student~"

"By the way, Mai-senpai, are you an only child?"

Upon hearing Yotsuya Miko's question, Sakurajima Mai paused for a moment, her expression suddenly becoming somewhat complicated, and murmured.

"Actually... I have a younger sister, but... I haven't seen her for many years."

Noticing the change in Mai Sakurajima's expression, Miko Yotsuya realized she had asked an inappropriate question and immediately changed the subject with a smile.

"It's alright, Mai-senpai. If you want to see me, you'll be able to soon."

"Yes, I hope so too."

.......

On the other side, Kitagawa Kaimu looked at her phone, showed the content on the screen to Yohoshi, and laughed.

"Night Star, look at this, isn't it cool?"

Ye Xing turned her head and glanced at the screen, only to find that it showed a photo of a cosplay event.

The most eye-catching person among the cosplayers was a person wearing a black coat and a pure black mask, who was less than 1.7 meters tall.

"Are you cosplaying 'Masked'?"

"correct."

Kitagawa Kaimu smiled and nodded.

"They're super popular lately. Not just in Kyoto, but also at events in other cities, there are cosplayers dressed as 'Masked' who are the most popular."

Ye Xing shook his head and chuckled softly.

"There's no point in cosplaying someone who can't even get the height right. Besides, if everyone's cosplaying, it'd be interesting if someone actually sneaked in."

"Hmm, you're right."

Kitagawa Kaimu nodded in deep agreement, then glanced at Yohoshi, as if suddenly remembering something, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Hey, Yoru-kun, your height seems to be about the same as 'Masked''s, and your hair and eye color are the same too, so maybe..."

Kitagawa Kaimu looked embarrassed, flicked her long, bleached blonde hair (the ends of which were pink), and tentatively asked.

“Perfect timing. There’s a cosplay event in Tokyo these days. Saki has already made the costume for me, but I’m still a little nervous going alone. Yohoshi-kun, could you come with me? The 'Masked' cosplay costume isn’t hard to buy, and I can use my allowance to buy it for you.”

Seeing that Ye Xing did not reply, Kitagawa Kaimu put her hands together, her ten white fingers, which had been manicured, glistening in the sunlight, and said with a pleading expression.

"Please please~"

"No need to buy clothes."

Ye Xing waved his hand and smiled.

"I'll go if I have time then."

OK, thanks!

While the rest of the members, except for Yukino Yukinoshita and Kazusa Touma, were chatting, Mai Sakurajima suddenly frowned slightly, pointed to the front of the carriage, and whispered to Miko Yotsuya next to her.

"Look there."

Following the direction Mai Sakurajima was pointing, Yotsuya Miko frowned as well.

A thin layer of black mist had appeared on the floor of the carriage.

This aura is similar to that of an evil spirit, but it doesn't seem to be a purely evil spirit.