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

Meeting Kujou Toru's gaze, Gokou Ruri began to slowly recount her story:

"The author explains the steps of the Substitute Game in detail in the book. It looks similar to the Four Corners Game, but there are actually quite a few differences."

Kujo Toru didn't speak, but simply nodded to signal her to continue.

"First of all, this psychic game itself does not limit the number of players, as long as there are three or more people, then there is the location, as long as it is an empty house, and finally the time, it must be at 3:30 in the morning."

Is it 3:30?

Akiyama Shoji also died around this time.

Kujo Toru pondered silently, while Gokou Ruri's voice still echoed in his ears:

"As for the steps, everyone forms a circle, and each person lights a candle in the middle and makes a mark on one of the candles at random."

"After it's over, everyone takes a candle, takes a group photo, and then goes outside to do whatever they want. They return to the original room after half an hour to take another photo."

"The author says that if there are no mistakes, the marked candle will disappear and become exactly the same as the other candles. The person who takes that candle will be replaced by the dead, and other people's memories of him will also be replaced, making him a superfluous person."

"That's why we need to compare the before and after photos, find the deceased who impersonated the person, blow out the candle in his hand, and the extra person will come back."

The sound of Ruri Koko in my ears stopped there.

The idea of ​​a living person inviting a deceased person to join the game is indeed very much like a game about spirits.

but……

"What if we fail?"

Kujo Toru asked a core question.

"It wasn't mentioned in the book."

Ruri Gokou answered truthfully.

The two girls looked at each other, then smiled.

"If it fails, nothing will happen. In fact, it's more terrifying when a psychic game succeeds."

"Indeed, because that would prove that vengeful spirits really do exist in this world, wouldn't it?"

The two felt that they were right.

But after they finished speaking, the shrine fell silent.

Kujo Toru fell into deep thought.

Ruri Gokou watched him silently.

Neither of them continued their conversation.

The atmosphere instantly became a little awkward.

In the end, the two girls went to the worship hall and respectfully paid their respects.

They also left a donation of 1,000 yen each in the donation box.

For them, who came to the shrine specifically because of Ruri Gokou, this was already very generous.

Watching the two figures disappear at the foot of the mountain, Gokou Ruri mustered her courage and asked Kujo Toru:

"Master Kujo, what exactly did you mean by failure just now?"

She believed that someone like Toru Kujo's failures wouldn't be the kind those two girls imagined.

And what Kujo Toru said next confirmed her guess:

"What if we fail to correctly identify the deceased who impersonated the extra person from the photo comparison, or fail to extinguish the candle in the deceased's hand?"

"Huh?"

Ruri Gokou tilted her head; when she first saw the rules of the summoning game, she hadn't considered this possibility.

But upon further reflection on what Kujo Toru had said, I was suddenly horrified.

The deceased can take the place of someone else, and even their memories can be altered, which is why it is necessary to take photos before and after the death for comparison.

But if we can't find it, wouldn't that mean a perfectly healthy person has been replaced?!

And then, in his place, lived the body of the deceased who had been invited?!

No one would even notice anything amiss; whether friends or family, they would all simply assume the deceased was the same person.

Ruri Gokou felt goosebumps rising all over her body and quickly asked:

"Is it true..."

"I haven't participated in it or seen it, so I'm not sure; it's just a reasonable inference."

After saying that, Kujo Toru glanced at Gokou Ruri and noticed that she was still in a foul mood. After thinking for a moment, he decided to say something to comfort her:

"Actually, if you think about it, this book has only recently become popular, and it's not certain that anyone will actually play this psychic game. Even if they do, this situation might not necessarily occur."

Unfortunately, his words of comfort did not have much effect.

At least, she remained worried until Ruri Gokou left Seifu Taisha and returned home.

Night falls.

It enveloped the entire city of Akihabara.

Because of the copycat and the sudden death of Akiyama Shoji, Kousaka Daisuke worked overtime until after 9 p.m. before leaving.

However, he's been getting off work around this time almost every day for the past week, and he's gotten used to it.

After all, in the criminal law profession, when there are cases, it's always a race against time.

The sooner the criminals are arrested, the fewer victims there will be.

Park the car in the garage and take out the key to open your front door.

Mrs. Kosaka, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, immediately turned her head. When she saw him, she took the initiative to walk over, took the coat she had taken off, and hung it on the hanger.

"I saved dinner for you. I'll heat it up. Would you like some drinks?"

"Take a can of Qilin."

Daisuke Kosaka changed into his slippers in the entryway and replied with his head down.

"it is good."

Mrs. Kosaka nodded and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

"By the way, Kirino isn't asleep yet, is she?"

As Daisuke Kosaka looked at the light shining through the crack under his daughter's bedroom door, he suddenly remembered what he had talked about with Toru Kujo earlier that day.

"I haven't slept, and I haven't even taken a shower yet."

"Then I'll go talk to her."

I walked up to the pink door and knocked.

Although it was very faint, Daisuke Kosaka could still hear the frantic sounds coming from inside.

A short while later, a messy chestnut-brown head peeked out from the crack in the door, its bright blue eyes watching him nervously.

"I agree to your participation in the hobby group next weekend."

Daisuke Kousaka spoke earnestly.

Volume 1: Chapter 111 The Twisted Miura Yumiko

night.

Kujo Toru scooped Suzumoto Mayu, who was splashing around in the bathtub, out of the bathtub.

First, I wiped the water droplets off her surface with a towel, and then I used a hairdryer to dry the fluffy doll's body.

He then pushed open the bedroom door and threw her directly onto the bed.

Then I crawled into bed, sat up against the headboard, and continued reading the book "Summer, Fireworks, and Me Under the Tree".

He spent the entire day today, and finally managed to barely finish reading the first chapter of the book, "Gemini."

The content is very simple.

There was a pair of twin sisters. Because of their family's poverty, the older sister was adopted by her aunt.

Because she was too young at the time, the older sister, who was the protagonist, did not learn about her background until she was 11 years old, from other people.

This volume didn't end until the second year of high school, when the younger twin sister passed away from illness.

Overall, there's nothing particularly special about it.

The plot is also very mundane and relatable.

However, the author's writing is very delicate, with a touch of melancholy, forming a rather unique style.

Putting aside the idea of ​​investigating the book's contents, Toru Kujo had to admit that he actually quite liked it.

There was a rustling sound from the blanket beside me.

Turning his head, he saw Suzumoto Mayu lying next to him, secretly glancing at the contents of the book.

Two button eyes gleamed under the nightlight.

Realizing her little trick had been discovered, she quickly covered her head with the blanket.

"Children should just go to sleep quietly."

Closing the book and placing it on the bedside table, Kujo Toru prepared to turn off the light and rest, as he had to go to school the next day.

Just then, the phone rang.

An unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen.

Who could this be?

With that thought in mind, I immediately answered the phone.

"Hey?"

"Excuse me, is this Kujo-san? I'm Kirino Kousaka. My father, Daisuke Kousaka, asked me to contact you!"

An excited voice came from the other end of the phone.

It was only then that Kujo Toru remembered the promise he had made to Kousaka Daisuke during the day.

But nothing happened all night, and he focused his attention back on the book in his hand, almost forgetting about it.

"Oh, hello, I'm Toru Kujo."

After changing positions, Kujo Toru took the initiative to speak:

"You're going to an offline fan meeting this Saturday, right?"

"Uh-huh."

Even without being able to see what the other person looked like, Kujo Toru could imagine the other person nodding repeatedly.

It doesn't seem as difficult as Daisuke Kousaka described.

"Could you please tell me the specific time and location of the club meeting?"

"The meeting time is 10:00 AM, and the location is..."

At this point, Kousaka Kirino felt somewhat embarrassed to speak:

"A maid café in Akihabara."

Worried that Kujo Toru might develop a bias against her due to her otaku bias, she quickly explained:

"Actually, it was just because it's easy to find that it was chosen as the meeting place in person."

"Let's meet at Higashi-Chiba Station at 8:30 that morning."

Hearing that Kujo Toru's tone remained unchanged, Kousaka Kirino breathed a sigh of relief.

Excitement welled up on her pretty face again, and she quickly agreed:

"Okay, Kujo-san!"

After exchanging casual goodnights, the call was disconnected.

She casually placed her phone on the table and then pounced onto her bed.