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

I never expected that this guy would actually come and block him again today.

Yokota refused to let go, his muscular body being dragged and rubbed against the ground, while he kept muttering:

"This time is different, really. It's fine if you don't join the kendo club, as long as you can lend a hand!"

"It's fine if you don't participate, just help us train the new members!!"

They stopped walking.

Kujo Toru looked down at Yokoichi Ryougi, who had been dragged into the corridor.

The other person's exposed arm was already red, and they were grimacing in pain.

However, after realizing that Kujo Toru was looking at him, he still managed to force a smile.

"Don't you have any experienced members in your kendo club who can train newcomers?"

As he spoke, Kujo Tetsu lightly kicked him and said irritably, "Get up and talk."

Yokota smiled sheepishly, quickly got up from the ground, and rubbed his hands together.

"No, I'm currently training the new boys on the male side. I'm asking for your help mainly because of a new female student who just joined the club."

“She practices Shinkage-ryu, and I practice Shigen-ryu. I’m afraid something might happen if we actually practice together.”

After saying that, he quickly added an explanation:

"The main problem is that I can't control my strength, so it's most suitable for me to ask you, Kujo-kun."

This is not surprising to Kujo Toru.

Although both Jigen-ryu and Shinkage-ryu can trace their origins back to Katori Shinto-ryu, after so many years of evolution, apart from the pursuit of a one-hit kill, their other aspects have become quite different.

The essence of Shigenryu's swordsmanship is one thing: great power can produce miracles.

Given Yokota's physique, there's a very real possibility that the situation he's worried about could occur if he spars with a girl.

However, Kujo Toru was concerned about another point in his words:

"You're here to train? There are only two weeks left on the Jade Dragon Flag, right? Didn't you say you wanted to find your old rival and avenge your defeat? Are you planning to give up?"

Helping freshmen with their training will inevitably slow down my own progress.

Especially since Yokota is already a senior in high school this year, this is his last time participating in the Jade Dragon Flag competition. Given his strong personality, he shouldn't do something like this.

"Sigh, stop talking."

Yokota Tsuyoshi's face darkened:

"Isn't the Jade Dragon Flag divided into men's and women's groups? Originally, all ten of us who participated in the main competition were decided, but a couple who were dating in private got sick after playing some kind of stand-in game on their date last week and had to miss it."

"I had no choice but to pick two decent freshmen, give them some temporary training, and have them fill in as extras."

As he spoke, he began to complain:

"The other people's skills are just barely up to the passing grade. I don't trust them to train the newcomers, so I have to do it myself."

Substitute Game?

Kujo Toru instantly perked up.

"What kind of illness? I've never heard of it at school."

Yokota glanced at him with some discomfort.

Given your usual elusive and solitary nature, even if there were news about you, you'd hardly ever hear about it.

However, since he needed Kujo Toru's help now, he could only swallow his吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or sarcastic remarks) and glance around the corridor before speaking softly:

"Mental illness. The girl locked herself in her room and refused to go out, while the boy was mentally unstable and didn't even recognize his parents. They have already been sent to a mental hospital."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Yokota saw Kujo Toru run to the stairwell.

He quickly spoke up and asked loudly:

"Kujo-kun, have you agreed or not?"

"We'll talk about it when we have time!"

The sound echoed back and forth in the corridor, and Kujo Toru had already rushed out of the teaching building.

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Volume 1: Chapter 117 The Remaining Empty Shell

Upon hearing Kujo Toru's perfunctory reply, Yokota Tsuyoshi slapped his thigh hard.

Oh no, I've been tricked!

No, we have to keep blocking him tomorrow. If Kujo Toru doesn't agree this time, we can't let go no matter what!

He had just made up his mind when he was suddenly surprised to find that Kujo Toru had actually turned back.

"What's the boy's name? Which hospital is he in?"

The overly matter-of-fact tone caused Yokota Tsuyoshi's brain to short-circuit for a moment, and he subconsciously answered aloud:

"Kobayashi Hikaru has been sent to Aoba Hospital for treatment."

When he came to his senses, Kujo Toru had disappeared again.

It was as if everything was just his illusion.

After getting the information, Kujo Toru ran straight to Aoba Hospital.

Adhering to the principle that the shortest distance between two points is a straight line, they directly crossed the railings, traversed the alleys, and shuttled through Chiba City.

Just from Yokota Tsuyoshi's description, it's basically possible to confirm what happened to the couple in the kendo club.

The substitution game failed.

It seems that it hasn't completely failed.

According to the book, in the Substitute Game, the memories of the person being replaced by the deceased are also replaced by other people.

It shouldn't be noticeable to those around her that something is wrong.

Kujo Toru didn't know exactly what happened between the two during the Stand game.

But all you need to do is go and ask them for clarification.

Compared to girls who stay indoors all the time, boys who are sent to mental hospitals are easier to approach.

While pondering, Kujo Toru, amidst the astonished gazes of passersby, leaped down the two-meter-high steps without even taking a step to dissipate the force, and continued running forward.

The situation surrounding the book "Summer, Fireworks, and Me Under the Tree" is becoming increasingly complicated.

Fifteen years ago, Yomiyama Junior High School, which was affected by a fire caused by Keiko Hirata, chose to relocate. An entire class of students participated in a local festival but were unexpectedly caught in a landslide, resulting in the deaths of all of them, except for the author, Misaki.

The curses cast upon those involved are contained within the text, along with the game of the dead taking the place of the living…

What exactly is hidden behind this?

Kujo Toru muttered to himself.

His intuition told him that the truth behind these things might be unexpected.

It took about twenty minutes for the silver-white building to appear before him.

The words "Chiba Municipal Aoba Hospital" gleamed in the sunlight.

As the most well-known mental health facility in Chiba City, Aoba Hospital is located near Aoba Forest.

The surrounding area is full of lush mountains and forests, and the environment is quite tranquil.

The chirping of birds and the sound of cicadas could be heard from time to time.

Upon arriving at the hospital reception, Toru Kujo registered immediately, claiming that he was Hikaru Kobayashi's classmate and had come to visit him.

After showing his student ID as proof, he successfully learned the specific ward from the front desk.

Arriving at the corresponding floor, Kujo Toru looked at the number next to the door and walked inside.

The entire floor of the building was unusually quiet, so quiet it was almost unsettling.

Only occasionally could one hear suppressed gasps and wails from the ward.

Almost subconsciously, he activated his spiritual vision.

The world in Kujo Tetsu's eyes changed instantly.

A faint black aura filled the corridor.

It has an ominous feel to it just by looking at it.

Sure enough, there was resentment.

It seems that Kobayashi Hikaru's role-playing game has really gotten him entangled with something.

They continued walking forward and then stopped in front of a hospital room.

This is the ward number the receptionist told him.

Behind the tightly closed door, black smoke continuously poured out.

You can also hear suppressed roars.

You can see inside through the glass in the door.

A boy of similar age was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, his limbs tightly bound to the bed with restraints.

The veins on his neck bulged, his hands were clenched tightly, and he struggled with all his might.

In Kujo Toru's vision, there was also the phantom of a middle-aged man inside the boy's body.

A small knife was plunged directly into the phantom's throat, completely submerged, with only the hilt remaining outside.

A thick, black liquid continuously flowed out of it, then turned into black mist and dissipated into the air.

This is the source of resentment.

Around the boy, several male caregivers in white coats were sweating profusely, trying to calm him down.

Near the door, a middle-aged couple huddled together, looking at the boy on the hospital bed with heartache.

Nine-Tsubo lightly touched the floor with his toes.

Where it landed, an invisible light shone, winding its way into the ward, reaching the boy's side, and then quickly extending, its head and tail connecting.

Finally, a palm-sized lisianthus print slowly rotated on the floor.

The group of people who were busy working suddenly felt their anxiety subside and they became more at peace.

However, the phantom inside the boy's body became even more grotesque.

He suddenly turned his head, his dark pupils staring intently at the expressionless Kujo Toru outside the window.

It was filled with resentment and hatred.

But it was of no use.

With a silent scream, the middle-aged man's phantom image turned into a wisp of black smoke and landed in Kujo Toru's hand.

"No wonder the replacement failed; it was just an empty shell left over from a vengeful spirit."

Shaking his head, Kujo Tetsu crushed it and continued looking inside.

In the ward, the boy's body suddenly straightened up, then he lay weakly on the bed, his face pale, breathing heavily.

Seeing him like this, the caregivers couldn't help but wipe the sweat from their foreheads.

"The patient has calmed down; the sedative must have taken effect." With that, the group walked towards the door, turning back to look at the couple who were still wiping away tears.

"Mr. Kobayashi, we'll head out now. If the patient shows any signs of instability, just press the call button."

Upon opening the door, the group paused, startled to see Kujo Toru standing outside.

Kujo Toru nodded to them and looked up inside:

"Hello, Uncle and Aunt. I'm a friend of Xiaolin. I was a little worried about his situation, so I came to check on him."

Kobayashi Hikaru was one of the kendo club members he had knocked on with his wooden sword, so he wasn't worried that they wouldn't recognize him.

"Thank you so much for coming to visit Ah-Guang."

The woman quickly wiped away her tears and forced a smile, but when her gaze fell on Kobayashi Hikaru on the hospital bed, her expression turned worried again.