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

These three Kazuki Munechika, I feel...

Very gentle?

A woman like a Yamato Nadeshiko?

But thinking about it carefully, even a famous sword like Mikazuki Munechika shouldn't have a male or female distinction, right?

Hard to say.

Mai Sakurajima looked at Yohoshi, who was sitting on the edge of the pale demon hand with one leg bent and the other dangling in mid-air. She was about to say something, but suddenly paused.

"So handsome..."

The thought involuntarily surfaced in her mind, and she even forgot what she originally wanted to say.

"Hey, wake up."

Rio Futaba snapped her fingers in front of Mai Sakurajima, pulling her back to reality from her infatuated thoughts.

"Really, your soul-manifestation ability is charm, but you ended up being charmed yourself?"

"Sorry sorry."

Mai Sakurajima was clearly a little embarrassed, since this was during a club activity.

She looked at Ye Xing sitting there, her expression becoming somewhat complicated, and sighed.

"That 'Kira' seems to be in a mental state that's not quite right?"

Ye Xing turned around, her eyes filled with doubt.

"Where did this word 'also' come from? Do you also have a mental illness?"

Mai Sakurajima rolled her eyes and said irritably.

"I'm perfectly mentally sound, I'm talking about you!"

"Oh, that's how it is."

Rio Futaba breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yoruhoshi to ask.

"Seriously, the fact that he actually agreed to your crazy plan—using himself as bait to deal with the entire Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department by himself so we could go all out and exorcise demons in Shibuya Shopping Street—is really beyond my expectations."

Ye Xing smiled and replied softly.

"Don't be fooled by his usual rational, gentle, and flawless demeanor; in reality, he's a complete madman and gambler."

"Looks a lot like you?"

Upon hearing Rio Futaba's question, Yohoshi shook her head, looked at the Shibuya shopping street that was gradually approaching, and slowly stood up.

"A madman, perhaps."

"But I never gamble."

"After all, I won't fail."

When Yoru stood up, Sakurajima Mai noticed something and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Huh? Where's Onimaru Kunitsuna, which you always wore on your waist? Is it absent today?"

"Absenteeism? If it dared to be absent, I would have optimized it long ago."

Sakurajima Mai sighed helplessly, looking at Yohoshi who spoke with a capitalist tone, and complained.

“In some wonderful ways, you are much more mature than me, a former idol actor.”

"If it wasn't absent from work, where did it go?"

Ye Xing waved his hand casually in reply.

"Oh, I've arranged for it to stay at a hotel."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Yotsuya Miko, Sakurajima Mai, and Futaba Rio were all momentarily stunned.

At this critical moment when the Superpower Society is facing the most dangerous and crucial moment since its establishment, Night Star actually sent his weapons out to stay in a hotel?

This shouldn't be the case; isn't he always known for his cautious exorcisms...?

No, the key point should be: a knife, and yet he's staying in a hotel?

She knows how to enjoy life.

Just then, Ye Xing suddenly seemed to sense something and looked in a certain direction in the distance.

"As expected... it has begun."

He turned to look at Yotsuya Miko, Futaba Rio, and Sakurajima Mai, and said calmly.

"Then proceed as planned. Miko is in charge of searching for traces in the surrounding area. Mai and Rio, you two are responsible for guarding the 'door' in the commercial pedestrian street. If there is any unusual activity, eliminate it."

"understood."

.......

Meanwhile, two kilometers away from the commercial pedestrian street, in room 2806 on a high floor of the hotel.

"It's already seven o'clock..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka raised her wrist to glance at the time on her watch, muttering to herself, looking restless.

"Seriously, this guy..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka got up from the bedside. Although there was nothing wrong, she couldn't help pacing back and forth in the room, feeling completely unable to calm down.

Will they come?

Night Star... will you really come?

What should I do if they come?

Many ambiguous images surfaced in Hiratsuka Shizuka's mind.

Immediately afterward, she realized something was wrong, shook her head repeatedly, hoping to forget these images, and muttered to herself.

"No, Jing, you're a teacher, and those are your students, only in their first year of high school... This is absolutely unacceptable... At the very least, we should wait until they graduate... No, no! Absolutely not!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka took a deep breath, hoping to calm her nervous emotions, but she was still restless.

Her rationality told her that the age difference between teachers and students was too great, and this was a taboo that could never be crossed.

but.

In Hiratsuka Shizuka's heart, however, there was another voice, though not loud, that was constantly murmuring.

"Okay, okay, okay, as long as you want to, no one will know anyway..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka was very conflicted and kept pacing around the room.

And right outside her room door, in the corridor on the 28th floor of the hotel.

A woman dressed in black mourning clothes, with long black hair hanging straight down to her waist, obscuring her face and revealing her slender and tall figure, stood there quietly.

To the average person, there was nothing at the doorway of the room.

However, if a psychic were present, they would clearly see that beneath the woman's feet was a pile of dismembered, stacked pieces of flesh, each a different color but emanating a black aura.

"The twenty-seventh..."

The woman's eyes, hidden beneath her black hair, radiated a chilling sharpness.

It's almost like a human-shaped sword.

"Master...they should be arriving soon..."

At the same time, inside the room, Hiratsuka Shizuka suddenly heard her cell phone ring.

Looking at the number she had saved on the first day of school but had never dialed, and today being the first time she had received a call from it, Hiratsuka Shizuka couldn't help but look nervous as she carefully answered the phone.

"Hey..."

The voice coming from the other end was Ye Xing's, tinged with laughter.

"Xiaojing, why are you still holding it in your hands?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka's expression stiffened, and she returned to her usual tone of voice.

"Squeeze your head, my foot!"

"If you want to have it sandwiched, I can reluctantly agree."

"What clamp...you bastard!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka, being an adult woman, immediately understood what Yosei meant by "clamping".

"You... how dare you flirt with a teacher!"

"By the way, it's summer vacation now."

Upon hearing the word "summer vacation," Hiratsuka Shizuka thought to herself, "That makes sense."

If you leave school...

Her relationship with Ye Xing wasn't that of a teacher and student.

He was just a young man... and a not-so-young single woman.

Thinking of this, Hiratsuka Shizuka hesitated before cautiously speaking.

"So...do you want to come up?"

"Come up? That's fine."

"Okay, I'll go downstairs to get you."

Although Hiratsuka Shizuka seems carefree, she is actually quite meticulous.

She thought to herself that Ye Xing, a high school student, must feel lost and awkward in a hotel like this, not knowing where to go.

In this situation, how can you let the other person take the elevator alone?

Going down to the first floor to meet up with Ye Xing would not only avoid such an awkward situation, but also give you the opportunity to increase your favorability with her.

After all, back in Zongwu High School, it was more like Ye Xing, the student, was taking care of her, the teacher, rather than her taking care of the other person.