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

And of course the most important thing.

Kirito looked at the bird-beak mask that everyone was wearing with a troubled expression, unsure of what to say.

Medieval plague doctors stuffed herbs into the bird's beak to isolate viruses, which is why it looked like a bird's beak; it wasn't meant to scare people.

"I said, can't we just buy some regular gas masks?"

Kirito covered his face in pain. He should have offered his opinion when Kerry suggested going shopping.

Helpless, he sprinkled lavender essence on the mat in front of the bird's beak, put on the hood, and tightened the rope.

"You, a social butterfly, would never understand this hunter's feeling!"

Kazuma glanced at Kirito with disdain as he unscrewed the bottle he had bought from a certain shop, which was labeled "Simulated Beautiful Girl Body Fragrance Essence," and poured it into some dried flowers and cotton padding the bird's beak.

"Ugh……"

Sighing at his companion's perversion, Kerry put the "beautiful girl's foot scent" perfume he had bought out of curiosity back in his pocket, then took out a bottle of normal rose perfume and poured it in.

86

Chapter Eighty-Six: The Sewers! Activate!

"Bang!"

The three men with bird-beak masks on their heads finished resupplying with weapons. Since they were near their homes this time, they no longer had to steal weapons from the enemy.

Kazuma was carrying a keyboard bag containing a small sickle, a pistol, a dagger, three miner's hats with high-brightness lights, a bottle of pepper spray, a lighter, a bottle of hairspray, several handcuffs and restraint ropes bought from an adult store, a highlighter, and a voice recorder.

Kerry was carrying a guitar bag, which was specially padded with bullets and a shotgun, as well as a meat cleaver that he had bought on purpose, and he was also holding a steel hook in his hand.

Kirito carried a longer bass bag containing the katana. He had been given the weapon at Kirito's insistence because of his kendo practice. At his waist were also two curved blades specially made by the fishmen that he had brought from the Totsuki Resort.

To conceal the items on their waists and avoid getting into a fight with the Metropolitan Police Department before even encountering any real danger, all three hid their equipment under their black coats.

Next door, Toyokawa Shoko, who had just told Wakaba Mutsu not to tell her friends about her situation, arrived at the door and witnessed this scene.

Her eyes lit up. She had seen Kerry carrying a guitar bag and going out alone at dusk, and now these three masked men were clearly the three who lived next door.

Looking at their outfits...could it be...could it be the Masked Band?!

And with their Victorian-era costumes and unique style, they are probably a masked band with extremely high purity!

Maybe they're the kind of band that has their own worldview! They're all changed into their gear and heading out now, probably to a livehouse for their own concert!

Toyokawa Shoko, who had always admired the band's dark and profound worldview, glanced at them with a hint of envy. Since their gazes were hidden under the bird's beak, Toyokawa Shoko wasn't sure if they had noticed her. She nodded slightly in that direction as a greeting, and then walked into the house.

After walking through the public area, I arrived at the new home where I live with my father and opened the door.

"Hey! Xiangzi, where have you been? There's still so much furniture to put away. Oh, and once you're done, go buy me some beer. Be careful."

Upon entering, she heard that dejected voice, and Toyokawa Shoko curled her lips with her barely noticeable canine teeth.

……

The three members of the Masked Band circled around several times and found a spot far from the main road where there were no surveillance cameras.

Kazuma took out a flashlight and shone it on the sewer manhole cover on the ground, which had Pikachu and Gyarados printed on it, and looked at Kerry.

Kerry then took out an iron hook and gently pulled on the manhole cover. The moss and grass growing between the manhole cover and the surrounding road surface undulated slightly. It would take a lot of force for an ordinary person to lift the heavy cover up, but fortunately, the infamous incident of a Tokyo senator stealing manhole covers with his son in the middle of the night had not yet occurred. At present, Tokyo manhole covers have not been equipped with any anti-theft devices and can be opened with a simple hook.

On this night in Tokyo, a pitch-black hole appeared on the street. The three bird-headed men exchanged glances, put their miner's hats over their masks, turned on their lights, and shone them down to confirm the location of the escalator and that there was nothing below. Kazuma then took the lead in climbing down.

Then it was Kirito, and finally Kerry, who used a steel hook to pull the manhole cover up.

The road quickly returned to quiet, but half a minute after everyone went down, several old women and men suddenly appeared furtively next to the manhole cover.

"Wait, I just saw them from my window. They've come here, and they're dressed like freaks."

But there's nobody here!

The other person gave a somewhat strange response.

Unaware of what had happened up there, the three arrived at the Tokyo drainage system.

Tokyo is located by the sea, and its internal waterways include the Edogawa River, tributaries of the Arakawa River, and famous scenic spots such as the Kamo River.

Although the roads are so narrow due to the high population density that it's almost laughable, the drainage system is anything but sloppy.

There's even a dedicated Tokyo Metropolitan Sewerage Bureau with an official website and a Tokyo Metropolitan Sewerage Association that regularly holds related exhibitions to showcase how they treat various types of wastewater to protect the environment.

Although it's easy to laugh when Japan is associated with environmental protection.

The surrounding circular brick walls were covered with moss. Under their feet was a narrow path, next to which was a centralized drainage system. On the other side of the drainage system was another path, but there were many pipes on that path leading to the drainage system, which must have been the centralized drainage area.

If you ignore the dark and oppressive environment and the filth at the bottom of the water, this might be considered a stroll along the river.

Kazuma Sato took out a highlighter from his keyboard bag and drew on the wall to prove that the group had come down from there.

After all, the group had anticipated the extensive underground water network. They didn't want to go down there and find themselves in the middle of the road the next morning, which would be quite comical.

"Choose a direction."

Kerry turned his bird head to look at Kazuma, and the light from Kerry's head almost made Kazuma feel happy.

"Turn your head, turn your head!"

After emphasizing it several times, Kazuma casually pointed to one side.

The group began to remove their melee weapons, placing them on their waists, and walked in that direction.

In some parts of the sewer, the lights were on, but in others they were not always on. The underground area was pitch black, with only the bright lights above the three people's heads illuminating the surroundings.

Kirito felt a little nervous, even though he had already experienced supernatural events at the resort.

But in this dark environment, he almost broke out in his Ptsd.

The continuous walls, the dimly lit road, the geckos that occasionally climbed over the walls and made him think they were monsters, and the rats on the ground that scurried away because of the light.

This place directly caused him to hallucinate the Aincrad labyrinth, reminding him of a girl he couldn't save because he had concealed his strength within the labyrinth.

Kazuma seemed to be finding the environment unbearable, so he spoke up to ease the tension.

"To be honest, there's no need to be too nervous. These roads are built for people to walk on. The water pipe inspectors should check each sewer outlet along the road every few days to ensure there are no malfunctions."

"Of course, they might also lie in their office, let a temporary worker come out, take a few photos, and then fire the hired worker and bow in apology if something goes wrong."

Kerry replied.

Kazuma fell silent instantly.

At this moment, the group didn't notice something: in order to cover up the stench, they wore masks and sprayed perfume, but this perfume might also mask the hidden fragrance.

87

Chapter 87 is the King of Fire in the Sewers! Everyone, retreat!

Kazuma, who had hoped to ease the tense atmosphere, was rendered speechless by Kerry's words.

"How about I tell you two jokes?"

Kerry raised his hand to indicate that he had some jokes that connected history and race, and required a certain amount of knowledge to understand.

"You'd better stop talking!"

The other two spoke in unison.

People have had enough of Kerry's hellish jokes.

However, neither of them noticed that their voices seemed a bit loud.

In this sewer where only the sound of water could be heard, the echoes of the two people continued to travel, reverberating on the cave-like walls.

Just as the three were about to continue forward, a sound suddenly came from deep within the underground water network.

"Roar!"

The sound wasn't very loud, but the reason it wasn't loud seemed to be because of the distance.

It sounded somewhat like the howl of a wolf, and also like the cry of a monkey.

Moreover, because it is all echo and its exact location cannot be determined, it is like hearing the howl of a wild beast in the night in a valley but not knowing where it comes from.

The voice entered the ears of the three people through the thin cloth, and the three who were about to laugh and talk fell silent instantly. Kazuma felt the hair on his body stand on end and goosebumps rise.

The three of them stood motionless, like the seven fairies frozen in place by a monkey's spell, even stopping in their tracks, hoping to catch that sound again.

But no, the sound appeared once, as if it were a collective hallucination of the three of them, and then fell silent.

"Huh...huh..."

Holding his breath, Kazuma could only hear the sound of his own heart pounding and the heavy breathing of his two companions behind their masks.

But then he noticed the chat room in his mind was lit up.

Kerry: Keep quiet, we're moving forward.

【Kazuma Sato:Ok】

Kirito: Okay

The three of them treaded lightly, walking step by step into the building.

After walking for half an hour, they found a small door instead of the source of the sound.

"This is……?"

Kazuma hesitated and stepped forward to look at the factory.

The small door opened with a creak.

Kerry was indeed thinking something when he saw this.

Sure enough, what appeared in their line of sight was a small space.

There were three stretcher beds inside, but the sheets on the beds were nowhere to be found.

In addition, there were some items such as petroleum jelly and iron drums containing unknown contents piled up indoors.

This should be the base the old homeless man was talking about.

Kerry waved for people to go inside and take a look.

The location doesn't look particularly secluded; it's actually right next to the sewer.