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

"Sigh, how indifferent. Well then, I'll come out and keep you company, old man."

The headquarters, having assembled a folding spear from who-knows-where, emerged from the mist.

As they were talking, the other person reached into his pocket again. Kirito instinctively thought there was some hidden weapon, so he got into a fighting stance, ready to strike. But then the other person's face darkened, and he raised his spear and lunged forward.

Kirito immediately raised his sword to slash, but found that the other party was actually going to stab his foot. He raised his foot and stepped on the spear, then swept his sword horizontally.

The knife sliced ​​through the white hair and stopped at the head of the unit's forehead, but the distance was just not enough.

However, Kirito didn't intend to kill him, and stopped when he saw a few drops of cold sweat on the other's forehead.

Seeing the blade so close at hand, the commander tilted his head slightly in nervousness.

"I lost, I lost, you're really amazing..."

Kirito shook his head when he heard the other person admit defeat.

What a strange old man! He was about to put the knife away.

"However, it's precisely because you're so capable that I can't let you go!"

Kirito felt his feet become unsteady. The other person had pressed some button, and the front part of the assembled gun had suddenly fallen off.

Then the man raised the stick that had turned into a short stick and smashed it down.

"Become my disciple! Being able to fight so fearlessly in modern society and develop such weapon skills, if you can learn all my skills and with this monstrous body, you will definitely be able to do things I never even dared to dream of!"

While the main body was speaking, the steel rod in its hand had already been cut in half by Kirito.

"There's a limit to how much you've gone on talking to yourself, you weird old man!"

Kirito was almost laughing in exasperation at this old man. He said he was surrendering, but before he could even react, he attacked without hesitation. Is he even human?

Regardless of whether it would hurt him this time, Kirito decided to teach this guy a lesson.

He turned the blade to the side, with the back of the blade facing him, and slashed horizontally.

"Pooh!"

As a result, Kirito saw the old man slightly part his black lips, about to unleash a mouthful of phlegm, and quickly retreated.

"You should have just slashed directly instead of dodging. It's just spittle. As long as you endure it, you won't have to be harassed by me anymore."

And if your opponent cares about these things, you should use them without hesitation. See, that's how I avoided a potentially fatal blow. This is the first lesson I'm teaching you!

Do you think this is some kind of period martial arts drama? You're even trying to teach it, aren't you?

Kirito felt incredibly unlucky today, having run into such a strange person on his way out.

What kind of nonsense is this, kicking soybean paste and trying to teach people how to do it?

"..."

But just as Kirito opened his mouth, he saw the person pull out something that looked like a lighter from his pocket.

"This contains sharp, fine wires that are no less effective than the finest fishing lines for top-of-the-line sea fishing rods. One wrong move and you could break someone's limbs. But I know a very skilled doctor who can guarantee that once it's reattached, you'll be able to use it as if it were brand new. Be careful!"

The old man tossed out the steel wire with a flick of his wrist. Despite being a thin line, it moved with the agility of a lasso in a cowboy's hand.

"Shh!"

Kirito could barely see the almost invisible line in the air with his own eyesight.

Kirito thinks there's some truth to this. If one could use it as skillfully as this old man, it would surely be useful in battle.

However, Kirito laughed; he didn't need anyone to teach him how to kick.

Are swords and knives such inconvenient things?

However, even the sharpest edge was useless. Kirito slashed upwards, and just as the main body was about to show a smug expression, Kirito threw the sword aside, crouched down, grabbed the main body's clothes, and pulled him over.

Oh no! The headquarters was shocked and tried to twist its body to let the blade hidden in its clothes slide onto Kirito or to let the gadget in its hand pull the steel wire to retract.

However, the sharp pain in his abdomen the next moment almost made him roll his eyes back.

241

Chapter 241 That day still happened.

Inside Akabanedai Hospital.

The old man, along with Baki, carried the fruit basket and placed it beside the bed.

"Headquarters, I heard you fought one of those four people."

Tokugawa looked at the headquarters staff lying in the hospital with bruises and swelling on their faces, his expression dark.

"call……"

The division chief, who was lying down, breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know who you're talking about, but if it's someone who can get your attention, then the person I'm fighting must be him."

Tokugawa finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Why don't you contact me? Haven't you always wanted to prove yourself in front of everyone? Why not have this fight at Tokyo Dome?"

Although the words were relatively mild, the tone was completely shouting.

"Hehe, why? Because I want to take that person as my disciple. He has a very high talent for swordsmanship. If he can experience more life-and-death battles, he might have a chance to stand shoulder to shoulder with those sword masters and sword saints of ancient times. In addition, with that kind of physique, even if Sasaki Kojiro were to be resurrected, he probably wouldn't be a match for him."

"Brother...disciple...?"

Tokugawa's expression was contorted like a chrysanthemum, clearly suffering greatly.

"Headquarters, you must be joking."

"A joke? Yes, if I told you that Izou of the main branch was going to teach that person something, it would be natural for you to think I was just bragging."

But I must tell you.

The head of the unit turned his head toward Baki.

"Your father would definitely be interested in them, wouldn't he?"

"Yes, that man has returned from America, just for them."

Basuga had a matter-of-fact expression.

"I don't want to be too rude, but if Yujiro is going to challenge them, please prepare a rocket launcher for him."

Although he hasn't mastered enough skills yet, his desire to win is the same as mine. Even if he were your father, it would be best not to do that.

"What did you say?!"

Baki, who is essentially a father-obsessed individual, is enraged!

……

After a bizarre encounter, Kirito lost interest in training. As usual, he took all the usable equipment from his opponent. Halfway there, Kirito realized that it wasn't necessary. He wasn't on a battlefield and could have prepared his own equipment.

"This bad habit is probably impossible to break."

Kirito shook his head.

After wandering around outside, Kirito thought of the two damsels at home and decided to bring them some food.

Since I remembered mentioning Osaka before, I decided to buy a few servings of okonomiyaki to go.

When I got home, Zhen and Kerry had just finished their magic lesson for the day.

What did you learn?

Kirito put the bag down and asked curiously.

"After expelling disease, the next step should be finding signposts."

Looking for road signs?

Kirito paused for a moment at the name.

"I don't know the principle behind it either. It's probably like finding a way out of a maze. I'm not sure what the situation is."

Kazuma shook his head, indicating that you didn't need to know so much about the mystical, and walked over to open Kirito's package.

"Oh, okonomiyaki? Did you add meat and shrimp?"

"Added, added."

Kerry also joined in with interest. He had always been curious about what okonomiyaki tasted like, but had never tried it before.

So I picked up one of the boxes, cut off a small piece, and ate it.

Then Kerry lost interest.

"Wait, isn't this just takoyaki without octopus?"

Hearing Kerry say that, Kazuma and Kirito tilted their heads and then nodded.

"If you put it that way, it does make sense. Okonomiyaki is made by putting cabbage and batter together and frying it until the outside is crispy and the inside is molten."

After hearing Kirito's explanation, Kerry looked at the shredded meat that had been added inside.

"You mean these shredded meats were also undercooked?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

The two looked at Kerry strangely, surprised by his overreaction.

"nothing."

Kerry thought to himself that he wouldn't die now anyway, so he took a few bites. Apart from the fact that the undercooked pork tasted even more fishy, ​​the taste was actually not bad.

No, or rather, just like eating takoyaki, it's not particularly unpalatable.

By the time Xiangzi came to visit, it was already afternoon. I wonder what Xiangzi was busy with all day.

The next few days were basically a repetitive cycle, and Kazuma had almost finished learning all the little spells he had squeezed out of the Hilichurls.

The other two also received pretty good news.

The news in the market revolved around Chiba that day, and then suddenly some celebrities and politicians' private life scandals were exposed, attracting public attention.

One particularly noteworthy aspect is the situation with Tokyo Electric Power Company (TEPCO). Before disembarking, the Punch Party promised to resolve the TEPCO issue and ensure Kerry and his crew's satisfaction.

Several senior executives of TEPCO have been arrested on suspicion of corruption.