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

Compared to the location of the luxury tower apartments, the area around Chiba Park is much quieter.

Located in Chuo Ward, Chiba Park is surrounded by residential areas with little commercial activity, so there are hardly any people out and about at night.

Even if one or two people happen to pass by, they're in a hurry to get home.

Before long, she arrived at the entrance of Chiba Park.

And without stopping, they walked straight inside.

Not long after, another figure followed her and rushed inside.

The metal baseball bat in his right hand gleamed coldly under the streetlights.

A girl with long, silver-white hair, resembling an elf, walked along the path.

The man slowed his pace and followed quietly behind her.

The soles of my feet made no sound when they touched the ground.

His eyes narrowed, like a top hunter eyeing its prey.

The environment inside the park was very dim.

The streetlights were also scattered haphazardly.

It only allows people to barely see the road beneath their feet.

Occasionally, the mournful cries of crows would pierce the night sky.

The shadows of the tree branches twisted and turned in the darkness, like desperate people reaching out their hands, trying to drag passersby into the abyss.

In this kind of environment, any normal person would feel scared.

Even if they know there is no danger, they will start to become suspicious.

Natsukawa Masaki, who was walking in front, was clearly in this situation.

Their previously light steps began to slow, as if they were afraid.

This actually makes it easier for men to conceal their whereabouts.

The road leads deeper and deeper.

The trees are becoming increasingly lush.

After watching the girl disappear into the bushes, her petite figure hidden by the branches and leaves, the man didn't think twice and followed her.

The view suddenly opened up before my eyes.

The calm surface of the artificial lake is like an abyss, with not a glimmer of light visible.

A cold wind carrying moisture blew by.

The swing began to sway on its own as the wind blew.

The red paint applied resembles several dried bloodstains.

It makes a creaking sound.

The girl stood beside the swing, her back to him, waiting for Kujo Toru to arrive.

They were completely unaware of the danger behind them.

The man had finally waited for the moment to hunt.

No longer hiding myself.

He quickened his pace and ran up.

Grip the cold baseball bat tightly with both hands and raise it high.

The girl finally heard the noise.

He turned around in surprise.

The man could even see his own reflection in those azure eyes.

Sorry.

He silently uttered this sentence to himself, but his hands not only did not slow down at all, but became even more ruthless.

The metal baseball bat, accompanied by a whistling sound, landed heavily on the girl's forehead with unstoppable force.

Then, he walked right through it!

Volume 1: Chapter 127 You think I'm Kurokawa Misaki?

How could this be?!

His face was filled with astonishment.

The bizarre scene before him left the man completely stunned.

They originally had various contingency plans in mind in case the attack failed.

However, in this completely unusual situation, it has become utterly ineffective.

He could only watch helplessly as the girl reached out and grabbed his shoulder.

I couldn't help but shiver.

Because those hands lacked human warmth; they were as cold as ice.

It was like the dismembered limbs of the girls he had placed in the basement freezer.

Cells lose their activity, and water is frozen into a solid.

When you finally hold it in your hand, it feels stiff and cold to the touch.

"Gotcha! Hehe."

The girl's mouth stretched into a strange grin, all the way down to her ears.

He revealed his stark white teeth.

His clear blue eyes quickly turned black.

It turned into two big buttons.

Crooked, bloody welts appeared on his body.

One after another, fine threads resembling centipedes were sewn onto it.

It was as if she was originally a fragmented body, which had been forcibly sewn together bit by bit with needle and thread.

The man's scalp was about to explode.

My mind went completely blank.

They had long forgotten their original plans.

All that remained in my heart was the most primal instinct to survive.

"what!!!"

The piercing screams startled the birds that were roosting in the park.

It is reflected far out on the artificial lake.

Adrenaline is surging.

My blood is boiling.

He unleashed a power within his body that he could not even imagine, and broke free from the grasp of the girl who had turned into a monster.

The metal baseball bat fell to the ground with a thud.

But the man didn't have time to care about any of that.

He only has one thought in his mind right now.

run!

Get out of that hornet's nest behind us!

They ran outside the park!

Stumbling and staggering, I frantically made my way through the bushes.

The dry branches tore his clothes.

We returned to the path in the park.

It remained as quiet as ever.

The streetlights barely illuminated the road.

A figure stood quietly under the lamppost.

Her long hair cascaded down.

The face was obscured.

He just stood there silently in front of them, without saying a word.

There was no shadow beneath my feet.

Through the gaps in her hair, a pair of eyes, filled with the whites of her eyes, stared intently at the man.

Cold, resentful, and terrifying.

My legs felt a little weak.

The initial passion began to fade under the night breeze.

My heart was pounding, throbbing rapidly.

Just then, the sound of a metal baseball bat scraping against the concrete came from behind.

Gradually approaching.

At this moment, the man finally understood how those girls felt when he was hunting them.

The positions of hunter and prey are completely reversed.

But if he could, he would never want to experience that fear so intense that every toe was stiff and he couldn't move.

What should I do? ...

The voices behind them drew ever closer, like a death knell.

Looking at the eerie, motionless figure under the streetlight ahead, the man didn't have the courage to rush over.

His eyes quickly scanned the surrounding environment.

Finally, the man gritted his teeth and charged straight into a dark forest.

Never mind, I'll take a detour!

Chiba Park is only so big; you can't expect to encounter these weird things everywhere!

The man made his decision decisively and quickly.

His resolute figure resembled Don Quixote charging towards a windmill.

So, just as he left the bright area and ran into the woods, a silver-white figure pounced on him.

Immediately afterwards, the sole of the shoe made close contact with his face.

The immense impact caused him to instantly lose consciousness.

His entire body rolled away.

Finally, it lay motionless on the ground.

After delivering a flying kick to the man's face, Natsukawa Masaki landed with a graceful backflip.

Looking at the group of figures at the foot of the tree ahead, I felt a little uneasy:

Will this kick something wrong?

Unlike Akiyama Shoji, who is young and strong, this guy is quite old and might not be able to withstand such a kick.

However, after seeing the other person's fingers twitch slightly, Natsukawa Masuzu felt relieved.

The other party is pretending to be dead.