Crossover anime/manga, can you be my immortal companion for life?

First, tourists who came downstairs early in the morning to start their sightseeing in Tokyo discovered the bodies lying haphazardly on the ground.

Then the police were called. After the ordinary criminal police officers investigated and reported, they were withdrawn and replaced by a special department that had been established in recent years.

Based on the special department's investigation, the general outline of the incident was deduced. Kerry's sword marks and the bullets still embedded in the corpses were still easily identifiable.

In the afternoon, they found the hotel's surveillance footage, which showed Kazuma and Kirito wearing masks checking into the hotel.

So the news was immediately blocked, and the old men who were qualified to know about it were all shocked.

After all, this time we've gone directly to the vicinity of Tokyo.

If Kerry and his group hadn't been there to stop them, who knows what would have happened.

Therefore, they became even more convinced that Kerry and his group were the special forces unit they had never been authorized to know about.

It's even possible that these weren't Japanese troops, but rather troops from international sources.

After all, such a proactive investigation and handling of the danger doesn't seem like the kind of group that wants to harm Japan.

Moreover, based on the handling of previous cases, the members of this unit should be quite neutral, and they will crack down on any supernatural events without showing any favoritism. Those involved will also be purged by them.

It can be largely ruled out that this is a private military unit.

Instead, it's more like a ban on any bureaucrats or businessmen getting involved in this area, which serves as a warning to many organizations and individuals with related intentions.

However, as the investigation progressed, they discovered that everyone in the park, including the security personnel, had fallen into a deep sleep the previous night.

Moreover, they themselves did not realize anything was wrong; they simply thought they had fallen asleep because they couldn't stay awake and even apologized to their superiors.

However, during the investigation, they unexpectedly discovered that an ordinary resident from the surrounding area had broken through the blockade and tried to enter Tokyo Bay, shouting that he wanted to live forever. He was eventually forcibly detained.

I searched for information about the beach because of this, and that's how I found that thing.

The existence of something strange in Tokyo Bay immediately piqued the interest of the Metropolitan Police Department, who believed it might be something left behind by that special unit.

Although they were afraid of being purged, they still gritted their teeth and tried to capture the underwater object after receiving orders from various departments. They planned to cover up the news after capturing it and try not to let people know about the secret research. Then, the 30-person elite special police unit and the diving equipment went missing.

According to the final report, they seemed to have been subjected to some kind of psychological attack, and in their last communications, they all uttered unintelligible wails and whispers.

Although some suggested using heavy weapons, the suggestion was rejected because the location was a seaport.

This matter was originally going to be argued for a long time due to internal disagreements, but since the crisis is in Tokyo, no one knows if something big might happen on land.

Moreover, Tokyo Bay Port is an important trade transit point, and the losses from a single day of closure are incalculable. So, with all parties eager to resolve the issue, the corrupt system made the fastest response, which was... to call on its father!

Since we can't keep the arrests secret, let's not keep them secret anymore. Let's bring those guys back, tell them there are still things that haven't been dealt with, and beg them to hurry up so as not to delay everyone's tax revenue and business.

They contacted the village chief again by reconnecting with the person who had paid protection money to the group last time.

It wasn't that they couldn't find a way to contact Kerry and his group—after all, it's the information age—but rather that, except when it comes to underworld insubordination, Japanese people generally value rules and are afraid of being retaliated against if they try to contact someone else's connections without permission.

In the end, the village chief, who just wanted a peaceful life, had no choice but to go to the homes of a few people again.

While looking at the documents and listening to the village chief's explanation, the group roughly understood.

Although the village chief used a lot of pronouns when he spoke, such as kappa, monster, and tengu, it all came down to the same meaning.

When Japan realized it couldn't catch them, it asked professionals to handle the situation quickly.

Actually, at the beginning, Kerry thought maybe they weren't needed this time.

Japan could have been killed by those torpedoes, but after hearing the higher-ups reject heavy weapons, he smiled with relief.

It seems like every time something happens related to Byd, it leaves everyone speechless.

"So if you need any support, just tell me, and they will provide it."

Oh, and they also brought me this.

As he spoke, the village chief pulled out four stamped certificates.

“They asked you to show your identification from the Tokyo Special Investigation Division when you do things in the future, so that they can make it easier to clean up the mess. Also, the fact that you have never acted in an official capacity makes some of them feel ashamed.”

The village chief, who was speaking, was also speechless. He had been watching how Kerry and his group formed their team all along.

These people are really just a group of good people who use their power to fight evil... or heroes... just like the stories we've heard since childhood. In those stories for children, when dragons and monsters appear outside, there are always virtuous people who volunteer to go and fight them.

This is why he has always been willing to help them, and his help is nothing more than acting as a villager who pays them a thank-you fee after defeating the evil dragon.

I have no idea how those old guys who need diapers after sitting in parliament for three hours came up with so much nonsense.

Sigh! Hysteria!

It was Kerry who finally negotiated with the village chief.

"If we can't use heavy weapons, we can get whaling ships, diving equipment, deep-sea exploration equipment, underwater bombs, and if possible, some submarines from the Maritime Self-Defense Force."

Upon hearing the request, the village chief stood up somewhat hesitantly.

"Wait, let me use the Kappa Communication to contact them over there."

Then the group saw the village chief stroll outside, and through the window they could see him take out a waterproof old-fashioned mobile phone.

"Wait, is it because this kappa isn't making phone calls in front of us that he's upholding his own worldview?"

Kazuma almost lost his composure.

"Children, stop destroying Arakawa's worldview."

Kerry couldn't help but chime in.

"Ahem, I think sometimes, the persistence of other people deserves our respect."

Xiangzi picked up his teacup, took a sip of coffee, tossed his hair, and began to defend other people's worldview.

Although she is now rich again, Xiangzi is still quite frugal in some things. For example, this cup of coffee is completely instant coffee, and the taste is not as good as the taste of Yuzawa Coffee Shop, which she misses for a long time, but it is enough.

A few minutes later, the kappa returned.

"Everything else is fine, but the Maritime Self-Defense Force has only a handful of submarines in all of Japan, and using them might be discovered and rendered unusable."

Hearing this, they all felt that things were in a bit of a predicament.

"However, there just happens to be a civilian model in Tokyo, and the quality is not bad either."

"Civilian use?"

Kazuma was stunned by these words. He didn't know that Japan had such a civilian product.

"Oh, it's the Xuanjuan family. Their daughter, who likes to perform at nursing homes and kindergartens, owned a cruise ship called the Queen, which also had a submarine. I heard that the girl even took her friends to Antarctica in the submarine to see penguins."

However, it was no longer needed, so it was sold to a research institute under Xiaguan, and now it's just in time to be transferred over.

The village chief, acting as if they were very familiar with each other, gave an introduction.

181

Chapter 181 Return to Tokyo Bay.

Actually, the group had discussed whether or not to go this time when they were discussing the use of weapons.

[Sato Kazuma: I think the reason they don't want to use heavy firepower is simply because they are interested in the corpse of that thing and don't want to attract the attention of other countries. Also, if they were to use military exercises as a pretext, they probably couldn't do it so urgently; they would need to notify the United States in advance. Besides, the location doesn't make sense for them.]

[Sato Kazuma: He only asked us for help because he was both afraid of dying and wanted profit.]

[Sato Kazuma: Of course, maybe this is a trap to catch us? What do you guys think?]

[Kirigaya Kazuto: That's unlikely. We rarely have survivors in our battles, and it's impractical to try and capture us like this. Besides, we don't need to go check, do we? But just in case, how about the two of us go this time?]

[Sato Kazuma: We two can't do it, right? And that would expose our resurrection mechanism. Hmm... Let's go together, but everyone be careful. Maybe they're trying to kill us both, making us drive that thing away before capturing us. We'll just have Kree dive away into the sea then.]

However, these speculations about Japan targeting them are completely unfounded and unnecessary.

While it's not true that superheroes can hide their faces forever without ever being exposed in reality, investigations into them are nothing new.

If they were going to take action, they would have done it already.

In the end, Kerry made the final decision: they would go. After all, Kerry hadn't actually told everyone that when he first gained immortality, the seafood had said that if he were trapped or died an irreversible death, he would randomly resurrect in some corner of the earth and then teleport everyone there.

However, Kerry didn't know how the death was determined because he survived being chopped into dumpling filling. But Kerry had a vague feeling that the death was probably a death of the heart.

When all hope is lost, like a bouncing stone, the deathly force of life will cause him and his newly formed companions to be reborn elsewhere, continuing to suffer eternal agony.

Kerry had never worried about this issue. After all, if a group of elusive and untouchable individuals were provoked, it would be the Japanese government, not them, who would be afraid.

Anyway, whether I go or not, I won't have to worry about things like disguising my identity anymore. Either we'll fall out completely, or things will be much more convenient in the future.

So after the village chief said that they were being urged to leave, he said that everyone could get ready and go out.

A few minutes later, the dressed group met up.

This time, even Xiangzi pulled his hair back and wrapped his entire body in a black Victorian-style leather coat, leaving only his eyes showing.

The village chief drove them to a place where several official vehicles were already parked.

Several men in black suits got out and opened the car doors for the group, bowing respectfully. They didn't say a word after getting in and drove straight to their destination.

The drive was very smooth, possibly because the route had been adjusted in advance, and we didn't encounter any red lights.

They drove from the village chief to Arakawa, and then on to Edogawa.

This made Xiangzi feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Although I knew beforehand that in this era of surveillance everywhere, I couldn't hide my identity like Batman with a hood.

However, this feels a bit too formal, like suddenly transforming from an urban hunter into some kind of city hero. It's like going from standing in a dark alley waiting for prey to appear to standing on a high-rise building under the moon, overlooking every blade of grass and tree in the city. There's a sense of unease, like you've been unpacked.

I'm super! Box!

However, the other three didn't feel anything was wrong. From the day they chose to fight for food or for the sake of their sense of justice, they were already prepared to stand in the sunlight.

Fortunately, by the time this day came, they were no longer so afraid, and it probably wouldn't affect their normal hunting and life much. Their so-called identities wouldn't affect their judgment on whether to kill or not certain guys; on the contrary, they would probably have more sources of information in the future.

Upon arrival, the group was asked to get out of the car, and the park, which had been bustling yesterday, was now cordoned off.

And a fat man wearing a small round hat was guarding the line.

Upon seeing the car arrive, he quickly stepped forward, grabbed the car's handrail, and half-squatted down so that Kerry could see his face.

"Hello, I am Inspector Megure, the one in charge of this incident. You mean Shimura-kun? I wish you all good luck in your battles."

Although it's not nice to say this, we also have reasons why we can't disclose this information to the public. Ladies and gentlemen, the safety of the people along the Tokyo coast is in your hands.

I will stay here to prevent the crowd from entering and lead my colleagues in a final stand. If any of you are overwhelmed, please contact us immediately, and we will arrange rescue and evacuation for you.

As he spoke, he handed Kerry a single-ear wireless earphone with four interconnecting capabilities.