Anime Crossover: My Part-Time Job as a Giant of Light While Studying Abroad in Chiba

"Look up at the sky!!!" Suddenly, a commotion broke out outside the door. Then, the customers who were drinking coffee seemed to be attracted by some kind of magnet, and they pushed open the door and rushed into the street. Hong Kai was roughly shoved away by the customers in front of him, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Immediately afterwards, Hong Kai turned around, exchanged a glance with Wei Lai, and rushed out of the store one after the other. Looking up at the sky, the clouds that had been floating were forcibly torn apart by a brute force.

A colossal stone gate, hundreds of meters high, stood in the void, its entire body pitch black, like the gate of judgment in mythology.

On the street, countless people were also looking at the gate in the sky. Then, their expressions slowly stiffened, and they walked blankly toward the gate.

"Hey, where are you going!" Hong Kai grabbed one of the arms but was instantly shaken off.

"What a bastard!" Hong Kai gritted his teeth, veins bulging on the back of his hand. "Is he trying to forcibly drain the soul of the entire city?"

"Future, hurry up! Let's go find Duan Zilian!" He suddenly turned his head to look at Future.

Future nodded, closed his eyes, and intently sensed the surrounding space. Then, his expression changed drastically.

"What's wrong?" Hong Kai asked anxiously.

Future opened her eyes, her voice trembling, her face deathly pale: "Wait... Kaisan, we can't contact Duan Jun!... Duan Jun's energy... has completely disappeared!"

"This is impossible!"

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, the afterglow of dusk had long since faded, and moonlight shone through the window onto the cold desks.

"Duan Zilian".

"Duan Zilian".

"juvenile……"

A long, sacred sound echoed in Duan Zilian's mind, and then she suddenly woke up from the floor.

The shackles that had bound his limbs had somehow disappeared, and he collapsed to the ground, feeling the coolness of the floor, his whole body filled with exhaustion and soreness.

"Cough...cough..."

He struggled to sit up, his mind a complete mess, the crystal on his wrist dull as a stone.

As the body's various functions began to operate again, just as hearing returned, a series of chaotic footsteps suddenly came from outside the window, uniform and muffled, making one's heart race.

"What's that noise..." He wiped the sweat from his face, finally becoming more alert.

Duan Zilian stood up, holding onto the windowsill, and pushed open the rickety glass window.

On the street, countless figures, like puppets pulled by strings, walked in unison in the same direction, their expressions both fanatical and blank.

That direction... is Inage Beach Park.

"What's going on? How can there be so many people?" His pupils contracted, his brows furrowed, and his mouth felt unusually dry, as if someone was choking him.

Duan Zilian sensed a dense aura of darkness in the air, and at that moment, he clearly saw the "door" standing in the clouds in the distance.

"That's... a door?"

Suddenly, memories flooded back, and Mitsuo Hashimaya's distorted face and sarcastic mockery reappeared in his mind.

That condescending malice, that arrogant and insane mockery, was constantly assaulting Duan Zilian's brain.

In the sky, the extremely arrogant dark gate made the Tyrannosaurus Rex in his chest roar once more.

I can smell it, that dark odor.

"The Kirieloids!! What are they trying to do?!"

He gritted his teeth, each word dripping with the taste of blood. He knew he couldn't stay here any longer; he had to get to the battlefield immediately!

Duan Zilian had just taken her first step when her knees buckled and she almost fell over.

"Damn it!" he shouted angrily as he sat up.

Duan Zilian bit the tip of her tongue, using the stinging pain to forcefully wake her body.

He leaned against the wall, staggered, and rushed out of the classroom, heading towards the direction of the trial.

Inage Beach Park, coastal plaza.

The coastline was now packed with people, with tens of thousands gathered on the beach, bowing and worshipping the gates of hell in the sky.

"Wake up, everyone! Don't be fooled by those sounds! It's fake!"

Hibino Mirai shouted hoarsely in the silence of the heavy rain. He weaved through the crowd, pulling at each person, trying to awaken their hearts, but even when Mirai shook them, they mechanically avoided him, continuing to maintain their devout posture.

Through the crack in the door, everyone seemed to see what they longed for most in their hearts. Some saw themselves possessing the power to control the world; some saw children who had perished in the disaster running joyfully towards them; some saw themselves standing at the pinnacle of life, surrounded by sycophantic subordinates...

The deepest desires in everyone's heart are constantly being amplified, eroded, and even controlled to the point of taking over their entire soul.

Beside him, Hong Kai grabbed an office worker by the collar and shook him violently: "Hey! Look at me! Didn't you notice your briefcase fell out? Answer me!"

The office worker turned his head and stared blankly at him, but a strange smile was on his lips. His gaze made Hong Kai feel uneasy.

“Damn it…” Hong Kai casually tossed him aside, “Everyone here has been brainwashed by that Kirieloid guy’s mental attacks.”

"Duan Zilian, where did you run off to..." He clenched his fists, looking at the gate in the sky, his heart filled with worry.

Not far away, a similar scene was unfolding.

"Himena! Can't you wake up?!"

Yumiko Miura clung tightly to Hina Ebina's arm, her usual arrogance completely gone. "What angel?! That pitch-black door looks like hell!"

Hayama and Tobe Sho were also desperately pulling on Hina's other hand, but the fujoshi who usually loved to make lewd jokes was now incredibly strong. She walked forward on her own, staring blankly at the sky, repeatedly muttering, "The door is open... God is coming... The demon must die..."

Strangely enough, these people who usually stay around the Service Club seem to have miraculously maintained their rationality because of their long-term contact with Danzi Rei's light.

"Enough already... How long is this cheap idol-making movement going to continue?"

Yukino Yukinoshita stood at the edge of the crowd, her long hair disheveled. Her cold gaze swept over the frenzied crowd. "If you are a god, why would you strip people of their will? This is clearly a coronation ceremony for slave owners."

"Xiaoxue... this place is so scary." Yui Yuigahama tightly gripped the sleeve beneath the snow, tears welling in her eyes.

On the other side of the lawn, two lonely figures were pulling their younger sisters into an unprecedented despair.

Let's rewind to an hour earlier.

"Komachi! You're not allowed to go!"

At the Hikigaya house, Hachiman, who was about to have dinner, was terrified when his younger sister suddenly rushed into the entrance hall.

He hugged Komachi tightly from behind, but Komachi unleashed astonishing strength, desperately scratching at the door: "Brother, let me go! An angel is calling me! If I don't go see, the world will end!"

"Wake up! This is air! It's manipulated malice!" Hachiman shouted.

On the other side, Sakuta Azusagawa was staring intently at the messages on his phone screen, his expression grim. He was just about to send a message to Rei Duan—

Click.

As Kaede's door slowly opened, Sakuta Azusagawa was startled and turned around instantly.

The girl, who hadn't stepped out of her room in a long time, had changed her clothes and was staring blankly at Sakuta.

She gripped the doorframe and said softly but firmly:

"Brother... let's go see the angels."

"maple……"

The phone slipped silently from his hand, and Sakuta Azusagawa's usually calm and collected face completely crumbled; his heart almost stopped beating for a second.

……

"Unbelievable! A miracle has occurred! The Gate of Angels has appeared above Chiba! A miracle is about to happen!"

The host on the helicopter was shouting hysterically at the camera.

"Please, look at this! Such dense darkness, such malevolent energy! Did you throw your eyes in the trash?" "That's hell!"

Outside the television screen, a small number of sober viewers were shouting and cursing wildly.

Inside a luxurious mansion in Chiba.

Kaguya Shinomiya sat on a luxurious sofa, watching the live broadcast on television, her fingertips digging deeply into her palms.

“A bunch of ignorant people…” Kaguya hadn’t finished speaking when a soft voice suddenly came from beside her.

"Is that... the Gate of Angels...?"

Kaguya suddenly sensed something was wrong. She turned around sharply and looked at Hayasaka Ai, who had remained silent beside her.

"Haasaka?"

She did not answer.

Hayasaka Ai tilted her head slightly upward, as if listening to some distant proclamation. Her once intelligent eyes had lost their color, leaving only a deathly stillness.

"Haasaka..."

"Good morning!"

Kaguya's screams echoed in the empty room, but they could not awaken the figure who had already become a believer.

Just before the bells were about to toll, the giant black gate in the sky emitted its first muffled roar.

Chapter 39 A Deadly Battle! Even a mutilated body can become a sharp sword!

Night had fallen, and the moonlight was obscured by thick, purple smoke.

Duan Zilian ran wildly down the street.

The roadside was filled with parked cars with their engines off. The owners had left their cars unattended and quietly gathered in the crowd.

Every time he ran a certain distance, he would try to grab the shoulders of passersby and ask them questions loudly, but those people remained silent like corpses, their eyes lifeless, mechanically moving their legs.

The air was filled with a nauseating, dark, and fishy stench, so strong that it even made Duan Zilian feel dizzy.

"I'm completely under your control..." Duan Zilian dug her nails into her palm, using the stinging sensation to force herself to stay awake.

He ignored the "corpses" around him and followed the strongest evil aura all the way to the coastline.

Duan Zilian was panting heavily. He leaned against a palm tree and stared intently at the rectangular white chapel not far away.

"I've found you..."

"Kirieloids...!"

The church was built on a high foundation, and a huge staircase rose from the ground, leading directly to the entrance of the church. Moonlight shone on the steps, giving them a pale glow.

At the very top of those steps, a figure stood quietly, arms outstretched as if embracing the entire ocean.

"Ah, how beautiful, this aura of absolute submission... So be it, let us welcome the arrival of the true god!" His voice echoed in the night sky, carrying a chilling aria.

Suddenly, heavy footsteps came from behind, finally stopping at the bottom of the stairs.

"Hmph..." Mitsuo Hashizaki chuckled mockingly.

"You've arrived, Ultraman Tiga."

"Mitsuo Itabashi——!!!"

An angry roar shattered the silence around the church.

Itabashi Mitsuo turned his head slightly, looked down at the disheveled Duan Zilian below, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

He turned around, his posture ugly, leaning against the church door, like an angel's representative.

"Why are you so angry? Are you still dreaming of being a savior?" Mitsuo Hashimoto looked down at him and then let out a sharp sneer.

"That's terrifying. That murderous aura even made me forget for a moment... that you're already a cripple."

His mocking voice echoed in the air: "Look at yourself, Duan Zilian. You're so weak that even light particles are scattering. Can your broken body stop a miracle from happening?"

"You went to great lengths to create this public opinion, turning everyone in the city into pawns, just to lure me here to be beheaded and displayed to the public, so you could package yourself as a god?" Duan Zilian stared intently at the other person, her eyes cold and sinister.

“You’re smart, Tiga, but you’re only half right.” Mitsuo Itabashi sneered, spreading his arms wide with a fanatical expression. “I don’t want to become a god.”

“I am merely a pioneer in this humble world to welcome the great god Kirieloid! And you are the most perfect sacrifice offered to the altar! The true god Kirieloid will descend upon this land of despair, stepping over your corpse.”

Duan Zilian looked up at the sky, where the black gates of hell had opened a crack, and thick, viscous purple smoke was billowing out.

"That door... is opening...!!" Duan Zilian's pupils dilated in shock, and then the voice of the Kirieloid came again.

"Speaking of which, this body is really a good fit."

"Itabashi Mitsuo" gently stroked his face, his posture exaggerated, his tone full of mockery: "Without father or mother, all alone, he has nothing except the camera in his hand used to spy on the world. He is simply a 'vessel' tailor-made for God."

"And you, Tiga, who calls himself the guardian, didn't notice anything unusual about the people around you. You took the bait as soon as they showed a little bit of kindness... It was the man in the leather jacket who noticed something, but unfortunately, it was too late."