Supernatural/Anime Crossover: Where Did My Romantic Comedy Go?

Daisuke Kosaka sighed.

If he had a son, he would definitely raise him to be a detective from a young age.

Unfortunately, he only had one daughter.

That's why they looked at Kujo Toru differently. It's just a pity that this guy, despite having all the qualifications to be a criminal, just doesn't have the ambition for it.

Since the two had no kinship or relation, he could not force the issue and could only let it go.

However, the two people in the back seat had somewhat distorted expressions after hearing his words.

Is it safe to inherit a shrine?

Natsukawa Masaki couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed when she thought about the terrifying scene on the rooftop of the teaching building that night.

It's really hard to say which side is safer.

The police car came to a slow stop after the brakes were applied.

We have arrived at Natsukawa Masaki's house.

After watching Natsukawa Masuzu enter the elevator, he restarted the engine and drove Kujo Toru towards Seifu Taisha.

The only girl got off the bus, and Daisuke Kosaka could no longer restrain himself.

He simply pulled out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it.

His eyes were fixed on the road.

"Just take me to Kinokuniya Bookstore."

Kujo Toru suddenly spoke up.

"Which book do you want to buy?"

Kousaka Daisuke's sensitivity, honed from years of criminal experience, allowed him to instantly grasp Kujo Toru's intentions.

"Yes, after listening to Xia Chuan's explanation, I'm quite interested in the contents of that book."

"Really? Then you and my daughter have quite similar interests."

Daisuke Kousaka made a turn and changed his route.

However, speaking of this, he remembered something very important.

So he spoke again:

"By the way, Kujo, are you free next weekend? I have something I'd like to ask you, it's about my daughter, Kirino Kousaka."

"Of course, I definitely won't let you help for nothing. You name your reward."

Takasaka Kirino?

Kujo Toru instantly perked up.

Coincidentally, he also wanted to find out if the other party was aware of the curse on that book.

So he immediately agreed.

"I'm free next weekend. As for payment, you can just make an offering at my shrine when you have some free time."

Volume 1: Chapter 108 The Funeral of the Living

"no problem."

As Daisuke Kosaka drove, he began to recount his story:

"My daughter is going to a book club meeting this weekend, which is for the book that she showed to Akiyama Shoji."

"But as you know, there's been a new copycat recently, so I'm quite worried about her safety. I wanted to go with her, but she said, 'Who brings parents to events...'"

At this point, his voice became dejected:

"They even said I looked too serious, like I was there to arrest someone rather than attend a meet-and-greet. Ugh, so annoying."

Despite his obvious annoyance, Kujo Toru saw a lot of doting affection on his face through the rearview mirror.

He's a complete and utter daughter-lover.

I silently made a comment to myself.

Daisuke Kosaka continued:

"So it would be great if you could help accompany my daughter to the club meeting. I would feel much more at ease if you were there."

After more than a year of getting to know him, he still believed in and acknowledged Kujo Toru's fighting prowess.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have directly asked him if he wanted to participate in the Jade Dragon Flag competition.

"Besides, my daughter is also a high school freshman this year. You two are the same age and are reading the same book, so you'll definitely get along well."

"So, I'm counting on you, Kujo-kun!"

Daisuke Kosaka's expression was very serious.

A moment later, the police car stopped in front of a brick-red shop with a sign that read "Kinokuniya".

Kujo Toru stepped out of the car amidst the stares of passersby.

"I'll talk to her properly tonight and get her to add you as a Line friend."

Daisuke Kosaka waved, and then the police car slowly started and disappeared at the end of the street.

She turned her head and glanced at Suzumoto Konoha on her shoulder.

Seemingly uncomfortable from maintaining one position and pretending to be dead for so long, the little guy is secretly moving his hands and feet.

However, after noticing that Kujo Toru's gaze was fixed on her, she quickly lay still.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can go straight into my pocket and rest for a while."

He kindly offered advice, and then Kujo Toru felt his clothes being pulled even tighter.

Clearly, Suzumoto Mayu didn't want to do that.

"Then hang in there a little longer, I'll go back after I buy the books."

After calming the little one down, Kujo Toru stepped directly into the largest and most comprehensive bookstore in Chiba City.

Upon entering, the first thing that catches the eye is a huge poster.

A girl holding an umbrella stands under a dead tree, gazing at a shrine festival being held in the distant mountains, where fireworks are bursting brilliantly in the night sky.

[The coming-of-age memoir, "Summer, Fireworks, and Me Under the Tree," has won the Naoki Prize!]

[A trending topic! Directly addressing the pain of school trauma! A leading work that resonates with society! Now a bestseller!]

Two promotional slogans were printed on the poster.

The large, cherry-red characters are particularly eye-catching.

The bookshelf directly opposite the door is already filled with this book, "Summer Fireworks".

The area in front was filled with students or young men and women.

The level of popularity was somewhat unexpected for Toru Kujo.

Although this was the first time he had heard of the book, judging from the scale of its popularity, it was clear that it had been circulating for some time.

"Our store has ample stock, please queue in an orderly manner to purchase books!"

A bookstore clerk next door was shouting through a megaphone, trying to maintain order.

Kujo Toru glanced at it, randomly picked a shorter line, and joined the back.

It was half an hour later when he paid and left the bookstore.

Suzumoto Mayu lay on his shoulder, her limbs trembling.

It's very difficult to persevere.

"You should come in."

Shaking his head, Kujo Toru forcibly pulled the little guy off his shoulder.

Ignoring her objections, he took the newly bought book out of the included bag and threw her directly into it.

He then tore open the plastic wrapping of the book and strode toward Seifu Taisha.

Upon opening the first page, the first thing you see is the book's synopsis:

A funeral is a final ceremony in which the deceased bids farewell to the living, after which they are forgotten in memory... But if the living are forgotten, is that also a funeral? This is a story about the forgotten superfluous person in a high school class.

The writing is delicate, like a girl telling a story to someone.

If an ordinary person saw this, they would only feel a faint sense of melancholy and oppression.

However, in Kujo Toru's eyes, this passage was full of mystery.

Funerals, ceremonies, the dead, oblivion, superfluous people...

There are too many sensitive words.

Continue flipping through the pages.

The very first column of the text alerted Kujo Toru.

Following the fire at Yami Kita Junior High School in Hachikaido City, and with the disappearance of Hirata Keiko and the subsequent tragedy, I moved with the school to the countryside of Sakura City, preparing for the start of a new life.

Eighth Street City.

See the North Kingdom at night.

Fire.

And... Keiko Hirata!

The image of that overgrown campus and the walls blackened by flames involuntarily came to mind.

And an elderly painter wielding his brush on the rooftop.

Now Kujo Tetsu knew why Akiyama Shoji had been cursed after reading this book.

Because he was already entangled with Keiko Hirata.

If the curse of this book is directed at all the characters mentioned in it, then he is undoubtedly among the targets.

Things are getting more and more complicated.

Kujo Toru never expected that the contents of this book would give him such a big surprise.

It seems there are other reasons behind Hirata Keiko being chosen by the resurrected black raccoon as his servant priestess.

It's not as simple as the temple where the black raccoon was discovered that disappeared in the middle of the night, as the old painter said.

However, he had clearly activated his spiritual vision to observe the surrounding environment and did not find any other problems.

There are only two possibilities.

Either what was hidden underneath was far beyond his capabilities at the time, which is why he was completely unaware of it.

Or perhaps the problem wasn't with the school itself, so after Yomi Kita Middle School moved, that thing left too.

As for the real reason, we will probably have to continue investigating.

If it's really the first scenario, then he'll probably have to wait a while and level up a few more times before taking action.

However, we still need to continue gathering intelligence.

Let me finish reading this book first.

As for what happens next...

We need to find a way to contact that author named Misaki.

We should probably ask the old painter again.

I still need to find some time to visit the new address of that junior high school after its relocation.

After outlining his action plan for the matter in his mind, Toru Kujo turned directly to the last page of the book.

Looking at the page numbers, there are over four hundred pages.

It's not something you can finish watching in a day or two.

He decided to continue walking and looking around, trying not to miss any information between the lines.