Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 413 A Turbulent Journey

As the pleasant announcements were made, passengers in the waiting area began to get up one after another.

Sonoko Suzuki excitedly called for the Detective Boys to line up, Kogoro Mouri yawned and picked up his luggage, while Ran carefully helped the sleeping Conan.

With one hand in his pocket, Asuka grabbed the black travel bag next to him and slung it over his shoulder.

"Let's go, Shinobu." He took Shinobu's hand and led her towards the bustling crowd.

With the smiling service and guidance of the ground staff, the queue was divided into several long lines.

"Check-in for flights to London is now open. First class passengers and those with VIP cards, please proceed to this boarding area."

The line in front of the boarding gate began to move slowly, and Fei Niao's bored gaze followed it.

Walking at the front of the first-class aisle were two men with distinguished bearing.

At this moment, Zhi Cheng Shuang had also changed into a well-tailored custom-made suit. His cold and sharp features were cleverly concealed by a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, completely disguising him as a cold and aloof urban elite.

Beside him stood Machiri, the blue-haired girl whom Asuka had just met.

Seemingly noticing Asuka's gaze, Souya Azashiro paused, his eyes glancing across the crowd, meeting Asuka's gaze for a fleeting moment.

Seeing the other person's gaze, Asuka frowned.

What's wrong with me today? They're all looking at me with provocative eyes. Have they not killed anyone in a long time?

Although he didn't recognize Souya Azashiro, he could sense the fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from him, indicating that he was with the guy who seemed to be a descendant of the Matou family.

These two guys... they look suspicious no matter how you look at them...

However, Souya Mochishiro certainly had no intention of clashing with Asuka.

He indifferently withdrew his gaze and walked straight into the boarding gate with Machiri.

"Asuka, what's wrong?" Shinobu asked softly from beside him.

"It's nothing, just the same guy from before." Asuka shook her head, a wary glint in her eyes. "I didn't expect him to be on the same flight as us. What bad luck. I just hope he doesn't cause any trouble on the way."

Behind the two men was Iwao Takatori, president of the parts manufacturing division of Japan Airlines Corporation.

This is a middle-aged man with a fleshy face and a large belly.

Even wearing an expensive suit couldn't hide his nouveau riche greasiness and arrogance.

At that moment, he was oblivious to everyone around him, his arm around the waist of a young woman beside him, loudly boasting about a huge deal he had made in London.

The woman he was embracing was his personal secretary, Yuko Morishita.

She stiffly followed Takagi's movements, her eyes staring blankly at the ground.

When she occasionally looked up, Feibiao saw a deep, suppressed disgust flickering in the depths of her eyes.

"Disgusting." Sonoko Suzuki, who was in front of Asuka and the others in line, curled her lip, her spoiled temper showing no restraint: "That old man's hand was almost inside my clothes. He has no shame in public."

As Takatori Iwao walked into the first-class aisle with a big laugh, Asuka clearly felt a cold and venomous gaze being cast from the right front of the group.

He was a man wearing black-rimmed glasses and with a haggard face.

The bird remembers this person.

Just about an hour earlier, he had witnessed a heated argument in front of the airport's VIP lounge.

At that moment, the bespectacled man, his eyes almost bloodshot, grabbed Takagi Yan's collar and roared hysterically, "That's my life's work! You robber! You stole my patent, and now you want to kick me out?!"

Takatori Iwao merely sneered as he pried the man's hands away, dusting off his suit as if brushing off some dust: "Takeuchi Kosuke, get this straight, all the research and development results you achieved during your time at the company belong to the company!"

"You, the former head of technology, have already been dismissed. If you continue to cause trouble, I'll have my lawyers sue you until you're bankrupt!"

"Where's security? Take this lunatic away!"

The two sides were arguing fiercely at the time, and if the airport air marshals had not arrived in time and forcibly pulled Takeuchi Kosuke away, it would probably have escalated into a physical conflict on the spot.

Those bloodshot eyes, blazing with rage, were filled with murderous intent...

"What's that saying? 'Endure'? What do you mean by 'misfortune and fortune go hand in hand'?"

"Misfortunes never come singly."

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...Yeah, that's right, all sorts of troubles have piled up at once.

Asuka looked at Takeuchi in the group and felt that this rare trip to the real world was unlikely to be peaceful.

"Business class passengers, please begin boarding..."

Once all the first-class passengers had boarded, the announcement came on again.

Sonoko and her group, Asuka, Shinobu Kocho, and the preoccupied Takeuchi Kosuke followed the flow of people into the cabin of the A350.

For Asuka and Shinobu, it was an extremely wonderful experience.

Although Asuka lived in the modern world, she spent most of her time being exploited by Urahara, wandering through the streets and alleys, and never even rode in a car.

Shinobu Kocho is from the Taisho era, and the last time she encountered a mode of transportation was by train.

In her understanding, although humans at that time had already created machines that could fly in the sky, they were definitely not the sophisticated and luxurious behemoths before her eyes.

The two settled into their spacious and comfortable business class seats.

As the plane accelerated on the runway, a strong sense of acceleration was felt.

The giant steel bird, carrying hundreds of people, roared deafeningly, tearing through the air and soaring into the sky.

Outside the window, Tokyo's dazzling lights gradually turned into a faint patch of light, eventually being completely obscured by thick clouds.

"This is incredible..." Shinobu Kocho looked out the porthole at the sea of ​​clouds rolling like cotton candy, her eyes sparkling with amazement.

She gently stroked the touchscreen and adjustment buttons beside the seat, and murmured, "Without relying on any spiritual power, nor with the help of any gods or ghosts..."

"Simply through human wisdom and hands, such a great miracle can be created, allowing humans to soar like birds at an altitude of 10,000 meters."

As the bird looked at her curious and serious expression, its tense expression, which had been strained by the various incidents, softened slightly.

"Humanity is indeed making progress, and they have mastered the power to dominate the world in their own way."

As the aircraft smoothly entered its cruising altitude, the seatbelt indicator lights went out, and the cabin entered a relatively relaxed state.

After the first batch of tea and drinks was served, Fei Niao closed his eyes, preparing to rest.

However, this tranquility did not last long.

About an hour after the plane had leveled off, a sharp argument broke through the thick soundproof curtain between first class and business class and reached the bird's keen hearing.

"Is this how you serve first-class passengers?!"

That was the president's voice, full of irritability and arrogance.

The bird opened its eyes and frowned slightly.

Soon, the curtain in front was roughly pulled open a crack, making the sound clearer.

"I ordered Dom Pérignon champagne! What kind of swill did you serve me? It's as sour as horse piss!"

"Is this the kind of cheap garbage your airline uses to fool a top-tier VIP like me?!"

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Takatori..." A young flight attendant's voice trembled with obvious sobs, "This is indeed the vintage champagne you ordered. It's probably due to the low pressure at high altitude causing a slight difference in taste. I'll go and open a new bottle for you right away..."

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"Don't give me excuses!"

Snapped-!

The glass shattered on the floor.

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