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

[Sato Kazuma: It's probably gone. The resort is only so big; I even searched under the bridge.]

It's no wonder the two were cautious. If one of them managed to let the other escape, and they felt that their good intentions couldn't solve the problem, they might run to inform the underwater city first. In that case, the fish-men would feel they had to strike first, and it wouldn't be good if a wave crashed down before they could take down the Japanese civil servant.

It's also because the Deep Ones are a proud race. Apart from their supreme mission of resurrecting a certain octopus head, they don't have much need for social interaction. They won't cooperate unless they form sects or have any plans that would help Cthulhu win the resurrection tournament.

Of course, we should also be thankful that the ocean overlord mentioned by these fish is mostly Dagon, not Tang Shenwang.

[Sato Kazuma: Wait for me, I'm coming here to keep watch.]

Kerry: Okay

"Wait, you're that Kerry? I'm Kirito."

Kirito also saw the chat board in front of him, so he asked about it in real life.

After receiving Kerry's affirmative reply, he was eager to inquire about the current situation.

However, Kazuma arrived here quickly on his motorcycle.

"It's up to you now. Ah, it's that nobodies who's all about being a social butterfly."

Upon seeing the situation before him, Kazuma immediately understood what was going on.

He drew his small sickle, jumped into the water, and took over Kerry's position.

He pulled out a pistol and some bullets from his pocket and gave them to Kerry, who in turn tossed his wet pistol to Kirito.

"You know how to use it, right?"

"Uh...yes."

Kirito, somewhat unaccustomed to the two's decisive and efficient manner, took the gun and bullets with a bewildered expression.

"gone."

Kerry hopped on the motorcycle, patted the back seat, and pointed to the spear on the ground.

"I'm waiting for you to give me directions, please hold this for me."

"coming."

Kirito also felt the situation was urgent, and disregarding the fact that his clothes were already like tattered rags, he picked up the spear and mounted Kerry's motorcycle.

"Buzz!"

Kerry twisted the accelerator and headed towards the place where Kirito had last seen the monster.

A few minutes later, Kerry met the monster Kirito had mentioned.

He was a handsome man, holding a naginata in his hand, and had distinctive fin-like features near his ears.

Beside the man were the corpses of bodyguards scattered on the ground, and Senzaemon Nakiri lying in the porch, struggling to breathe, with a large hall burning with faint flames behind him.

"The Demon King of Gourmet Food, in the end, is just an ordinary person who would die if cut with a knife."

Well, it's just that I've been an ordinary person for too long. Isn't doing it this way more efficient?

We wanted peace with you humans, and we traded our ancient skills for it, but what did we get in return?

The man turned slightly when he heard the motorcycle's hum, but still patted the old man's face with the side of his knife, muttering to himself as he drew another scar on the old man's face under the old man's stern gaze.

"Here they come. The guy I killed twice, whose body disappeared each time. Hmm, and another one, Shimura Danzo... Heh, have these people never watched Naruto?"

But judging from your expressions, you don't seem to know yet, do you? We did this to help you humans avoid war...

He continued speaking in a flippant tone.

"No, we know. We'll handle those things too."

Kerry slashed his palm with a dagger, letting the blood drip into his pistol magazine.

79

Is there a second phase in Chapter 79?

The man was stunned. He remained frozen for a long while before his expression changed for the first time.

"You mean, you knew we were acting for peace, yet you still investigated and hunted down me and my fellow countrymen?"

"Correct."

Kerry held the spear in one hand and raised the gun in the other without any hesitation.

The man's expression twisted and turned with anger.

"Why is that? Just because we collected some hearts to use as spellcasting materials? Just because we are a different race from you? Just because..."

"boom!"

This isn't a game cutscene where people just stand there watching the boss mutter incoherently as it crawls out.

Kerry pretended to raise his spear to the enemy, then raised his hand and fired a shot.

Somewhat startled, the man dodged the shot.

Kerry didn't know how the other person did it, whether they sensed his raising of the hand to fire the shot, or whether their reaction speed was faster than the bullet, but it didn't matter.

Kerry picked up his spear and charged straight at them.

Kerry's words and his utterly unchivalrous behavior thoroughly enraged the other party.

The man's name is Chihiro Hata. He was born in an ordinary Japanese fishing village and lived like a normal person without knowing his true identity. He went to school normally and, because of his excellent grades, was promised to work for the richest family in the area after graduation. This family had no male heirs, so he was sponsored to go to Tokyo to study and achieved considerable success.

He graduated from the Faculty of Law at the University of Tokyo and manages some of the local businesses owned by the richest family in the area.

As he grew older, he began to dream, and he began to notice why his family told him not to expose certain parts of his body, because they contained inhuman characteristics.

He suffered, he was lost, but as he dreamed more and more, he began to dream about the lives of his ancestors and witchcraft, and as if drawn to each other, he encountered his compatriots hidden among the people.

However, most of his compatriots are ordinary people who spend their whole lives in the fishing village. They mostly come from his hometown, that backward little village. Some of them are even very old and have become inhuman.

The old fishermen said that people from before them all returned to the sea.

He led them to form a cult, and they performed rituals according to what he had dreamed of.

Everyone is waiting, waiting for the day when they have completely lost their humanity, have no attachment to this society, and are mentally prepared to return to the ocean.

It was around this time that he learned through his connections that Japan was about to discharge sewage. He had calculated with meticulous figures that if the sewage was not properly treated, it would cause great trouble to some deep-sea dwellers who fed on marine life, and he was worried about the coming of war.

Humanity is different now, equipped with a lot of high-radiation devices. With their memories not fully restored, they don't know whether the Deep Ones can resist human weapons or leave Earth after it becomes a wasteland.

Ultimately, for an immortal race, what does being twenty, thirty, or fifty years old matter? They're just a bunch of brats whose ancestral memories don't even know they're going to break the Cthulhu seal.

He had initially believed Kirito's claim of ignorance during their two conversations, and even maintained a mocking attitude from the moment he was discovered.

It was like the feeling of someone who carried everything being betrayed, which is why he was able to suppress his anger and put on a flippant act.

He felt that when he revealed their true purpose, he should have seen shock, frustration, and confusion.

Foolish humans attack them in order to protect their own rights or for reasons such as creating other races, only to find that they are right.

However, the situation before him made him feel incredibly stifled.

This person knew it as soon as he opened his mouth, but even knowing it, he didn't hesitate at all and still wanted to wipe them out.

Why is that? Just because the other person is a racist?

It can't be because, while he was expanding his influence, he had the cult amass wealth and killed a few people to satisfy the desires of a few fellow villagers, right?

He couldn't understand it, so he was angry; that kind of aggrieved anger filled his heart.

He dodged the opponent's sneak attack, which was utterly devoid of chivalry, and swirled his naginata as he attacked.

So fast!

Judging from the other party's appearance, they should only be a semi-deep diver who has awakened not long ago.

However, the opponent's speed was even faster than those underwater monsters, leading Kerry to suspect that he might have actually used some kind of witchcraft to enhance himself.

Perhaps this is why he was able to take down so many bodyguards despite wielding a cold weapon.

But these are minor issues at this point; with the enemy in front of us, all we can do is fight.

With a flick of his spear, Kree collided violently with the rapidly approaching naginata in mid-air.

In an instant, the two weapons collided several times in the air, and the wooden handles of the long weapons, which were obviously extremely hard, seemed to tumble and spark in the air.

The ear-piercing clang of metal against metal was dizzying, but it was immediately followed by a continuous barrage of gunfire.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sounds weren't coming from one direction. Kirito, who had finally realized he had to do something, grabbed his pistol and fired.

The other two bursts of gunfire came from the ongoing battle.

If there's a gun, there's no reason not to use it. The other party and Kerry were planning exactly the same thing, using a long-handed weapon with one hand while firing hard at each other.

After the gunshot, the man with the naginata fell to the ground, while Kerry half-squatted down, supporting himself with his spear.

"The knot... is over?"

Kirito stared at the scene before him in disbelief. He had previously used a weapon to fight the opponent twice, but he was cut into pieces in no time. He never expected that the opponent would be so vulnerable under the attack of firearms.

"call!"

After the initial shock subsided, Kree slowly got up.

He was about to tease Kirito when he noticed that the man on the ground was starting to change.

Beneath the seemingly casual clothes, a dark shadow was slowly wriggling, making the skin appear increasingly swollen.

"No? There's a second phase?"

Even Kerry couldn't hold back. This is the real world, right? Who faces a powerful enemy without using all the available means at the outset, instead of going through some kind of phase transition?

Kirito's expression changed as he watched the corpse gradually swell.

A chatbot that keeps reviving its head, and it even transforms when you kill someone who looks like a boss.

Kirito felt like he was losing the ability to distinguish between virtual and reality.

"Heh! My death is the final sacrifice, so savor it... Me!..."

After a dry laugh, the writhing, swelling thing on the ground let out a cold laugh.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"