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

"You're too late. Saturday afternoons are the time when the Goddess regularly gets her supplies. Please come back tomorrow."

Meanwhile, inside the worship hall of Seifu Taisha Shrine, Kujo Toru finally welcomed his first worshipper of the day.

It's a pity that this person didn't come to worship.

"Kujou-no-miya, I need two prayer beads for calming the mind."

Beneath the black hood was an aged face.

His mouth drooped due to his advanced age, and his face was covered with wrinkles.

Only his eyes, unlike those of an ordinary old man, were clear and sharp, even more so than those of many office workers.

Thirty thousand.

Kujo Toru rested his head on his left hand, looking dejected.

He casually picked up two strings of prayer beads from the table behind him with his right hand and placed them in front of him.

A unique, luminous light, belonging to spiritual power, shone from his thumb as he touched the prayer beads.

A peculiar rune suddenly appeared inside the bead, then disappeared.

The old woman, known as the "Divine Mother," picked up the two strings of prayer beads, feeling somewhat amazed.

In just one week, this person's spiritual power has become even stronger. What talent!

Even with her spiritual abilities, she could only barely make out a blurry outline.

However, the spiritual energy emanating from the prayer beads was completely undeniable.

The goods are even purer than those we received last week!

After carefully wrapping the two strings of prayer beads in a handkerchief and putting them away, the goddess took out her purse from her bosom.

He counted out three Fukuzawa Yukichi cards and respectfully presented them to Kujo Toru with both hands.

Please keep this safe.

"It's always like this. Can't you just put it in the offering box?"

After making a habitual complaint, Kujo Toru put the money away.

This week's food allowance is here.

Unfortunately, this money was a private transaction and was not considered an offering to the shrine, so it couldn't be included in the system's offering fee task.

"If you put it in the offering box, then it becomes a form of worship."

The goddess smiled slyly.

Given her spiritual abilities, which are far from sufficient to qualify her as an exorcist, the fact that she has lived to this age suggests that she has her own principles for dealing with things.

Shrines are not places you can visit casually.

Even though she was very familiar with the Seifu Taisha Shrine, it was no exception.

"So, are you planning to go out for an exorcism tonight? Is there another vengeful spirit causing trouble somewhere?"

Volume 1: Chapter 15 Where did these ghosts come from in this world!

"You know about Haneyama High School?"

Kujo Toru was somewhat surprised.

The news of the series of falls has been completely suppressed by the Haneyama High School administration, and there are no related reports online.

If all goes as expected, the parents of the student involved should have been appeased.

Aside from students of this school and people like him who found out by chance, there shouldn't be anyone else who knows.

"I do not know."

The goddess's words confirmed his conjecture.

But what he said next silenced Toru Kujo:

"But your expression is very similar to that of the Sword Master back then."

A hint of nostalgia flashed in the old man's eyes.

It's been almost twenty years.

At that time, she went to the Qingfu Grand Shrine for help because her disciple, who was trapped in the mountains while rescuing people, had been trapped there.

When Kenju heard the news, his expression was exactly the same as that of Kujo Tetsu now.

He had a long face, was uninterested, and completely lacked energy.

She had assumed the other party had refused to help and could only go home disappointed, wondering who else she could ask for help.

The next morning, the apprentice returned on his own.

It was then that she learned that on that very night, the Sword Master had directly summoned the Divine Sword Nine-Character Mijima Kanesada, which had completely annihilated the world of that mountain.

The present world, the dwelling place of the living.

The ordinary world is a non-human place.

That's why she made that guess when she saw Kujo Toru looking like this.

"My abilities are limited and I can't help you much, I can only wish you good luck in your military campaign."

The goddess smoothed out the wrinkles on her hood, crossed her hands in front of her lower abdomen, and bowed solemnly:

"Thank you to Seifu Taisha for maintaining the peace and tranquility of Chiba City."

Watching the hunched figure disappear down the approach, Kujo Toru withdrew his gaze.

They said nothing and did nothing.

He just lazily lay on the table, closing his eyes to rest.

Quietly wait for time to pass.

Until the moment when the boundary between the present world and the eternal world is blurred.

That is, the hour of twilight.

"Another day with hardly any offerings."

He propped himself up, stretched, and his joints cracked and popped.

Kujo Toru got up and walked out of the hall.

The sky was ablaze with crimson clouds.

Sunset West Mountain.

It's getting dark soon.

"You've really fallen for the idea of ​​'value.' All this talk about maintaining peace in Chiba? I'm just after experience points..."

Step over the snow-white shimenawa rope and enter the main hall of the shrine.

He grabbed the ebony scabbard, stuffed it into the backpack behind him, and started walking down the mountain.

I should check out Haneyama High School!

Time passed gradually.

Soon, it was past eight o'clock in the evening.

At the entrance of Haneyama High School, two boys were leaning against the gate with their arms crossed, looking like they had nothing to do.

The Hanami River flows quietly under the night sky.

The silvery moonlight was crushed into tiny scales.

The streets in front of the school were eerily quiet, with only the occasional car whizzing by after a long while.

The night wind blew from the opposite bank of the river, producing intermittent sounds that resembled sobbing.

"hiss……"

Sakagami felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

I didn't realize it during the day, but the school at night is actually a bit scary.

But when he thought about the bets he had made with others, he couldn't care less about those things.

He stomped his foot, somewhat impatient.

"Why haven't they arrived yet, Yamada? Call them and urge them!"

"No need, they're here."

The henchman next to him smoothed his hair and pointed to the end of the road.

Four figures gradually approached, one man and three women, chatting and laughing among themselves.

It brought a breath of fresh air to the otherwise lifeless environment.

"Why are you so late?!"

"Sorry, sorry. I just got the key from the security guard, but I ran into the girls on the way, so we came together."

The boy with dyed yellow hair waved his hand, took a bunch of keys out of his motorcycle jacket pocket, and tossed them to Sakagami.

"Alright, enough talk, let's get started on setting it up!"

Sakagami urged impatiently.

He inserted the key into the lock and pushed open the heavy door with both hands.

The creaking sound of metal scraping together sent chills down my spine.

The campus was pitch black.

The teaching building was shrouded in the darkness of night.

Whether it was just his imagination or not, Sakagami felt like someone was watching him from behind the window.

The campus, which should have been incredibly familiar, felt somewhat strange at this moment.

"Brother Sakagami, lend a hand!"

The two young men, Yamada and the blond-haired boy, struggled to carry a box about half their size, their faces turning red with effort.

"You two spend all your time playing with girls, and now you're so weak you can't even lift this little thing!"

Sakaue scolded him with exasperation and went to help, but the unexpected weight almost made him strain his back as well.

The three girls just stood there watching with smiles on their faces.

Feeling embarrassed, Sakagami was somewhat annoyed:

"I asked you to get some props that would scare that woman, Natsukawa Masuzu, and what have you gotten that's all so heavy!"

The younger brother, Yamada, said somewhat aggrievedly, "These are all brand-new haunted house props that I pulled from my family's storeroom. They're very expensive!"

"Don't break it, or my dad will beat me to death if he finds out."

Sakaue had nothing to say.

After all, my younger brother has gone to such lengths for me, so it would be a bit much to scold him further.

But tonight he was inexplicably very angry and agitated.

So he took his frustrations out on the girls who were chatting and laughing nearby:

"Shut up, you're so noisy!"

The girls were startled by his sudden roar, and instinctively shut up and looked at Sakagami.

"What time did you agree to meet with Natsukawa Masuzu? That bitch isn't going to skip it, is she?!"

The three girls looked at each other in bewilderment.

Sakagami's appearance made them feel unfamiliar.

Especially when he stared intently at me with his bloodshot eyes, I felt a chill run down my spine.

"Ten...twelve o'clock..."

The girl who was in charge of contacting Natsukawa Masuzu spoke tremulously.