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

Looking down, the stairwell was empty; there wasn't a soul in sight.

A chill ran through me.

At the same time, a dark shadow the size of a palm suddenly darted out from the corner.

Immediately afterwards, she felt a weight on her shoulder.

Volume 1: Chapter 141 Suffering, This Can Trigger Urban Legends Too

"what!!"

The girl's screams echoed throughout the entire building.

The echo lingered for a long time.

When the news reached Makishima Saori's ears, she couldn't help but shudder.

A foul, burning smell permeated the air.

The building, which was originally just a frame, has completely disappeared.

What appeared before her now was an old school building.

Everywhere there were traces of flames.

It appears there was a fire somewhere.

It was only a little past three in the morning, but the crimson sunset was already streaming in through the window.

The walls and floor were splattered with a layer of blood-red stains.

As a devoted fan of the book "Summer, Fireworks, and Me Under the Tree," Saori Makishima is very familiar with the plot.

She particularly liked the descriptions of Yomiyama High School in the first two volumes.

Because I saw my own reflection in it.

That's why her face turned completely green.

"Yomiyama Middle School after the fire?"

Saori Makishima swallowed hard.

I glanced at the electronic candle I was still holding.

The Cyber ​​Mantra of Great Compassion continues to resound.

With a pained expression, he turned off the candle and stuffed it back into his bag.

Oh no, we've really stumbled upon a ghost story!

But I clearly didn't follow the instructions in the book!

I was just looking for the atmosphere, why did this happen?!

Saori Makishima really wanted to cry.

I took out my phone, and the signal indicator in the upper right corner showed a big X.

Worst of all, she could constantly hear a jumble of voices around her.

But when she tried to make out what was being said, she found that she couldn't hear a single word.

Looking at the empty corridor in front of her, she had the illusion that it was crowded with people.

Moreover, she was the center of attention from all directions.

This feeling is truly terrifying.

"I'm sorry, no offense intended!"

Her voice was trembling with sobs.

She bowed to the air, placing her hands together above her head.

Then, without looking up, he just stared at his feet and walked in the direction from which the sound had come.

Although the scream was broken, Makishima Saori could still recognize it as Kurusu Kanako's voice.

She no longer wants to think about what situation the other person is in.

In such a strange place, it's always better to find someone you know to go with than to run around blindly alone or wait in one place.

However, Makishima Saori was completely unaware that behind the corridor she walked through, one dark figure after another suddenly appeared out of thin air.

It has no appearance, only a mouth that keeps opening and closing.

His gaze was fixed on her.

Then.

He followed behind her.

Not a sound was made.

As she moved forward in the group chat, the shadowy group grew larger and larger.

It was just like the legendary Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.

"Kanako..."

As the older sister, Kanata Kurusu also recognized her younger sister's screams.

Anxious.

But she couldn't get there in time.

Instead, they could only hide under the table.

I felt very regretful.

Why didn't they refuse Makishima Saori's request from the beginning and properly dissuade her?

I wonder how Kanako is doing? Could something have happened to her?!

The more Kurusu Kanata thought about it, the more anxious she became. She bit her lower lip hard and clenched her hands together tightly.

My sister's fate is unknown, and I don't know how Makishima Saori is doing either. My phone has no signal, and I don't even know where this godforsaken place is.

To make matters worse, her own situation is now extremely dire.

Never mind, let's give it a try!

With a determined heart, Lai Xi Bi Fang straightened up.

The place she is in now looks like a physics or chemistry laboratory.

The cabinet behind him contained some basic experimental equipment for acoustics, optics, and electronics.

There were also many bottles and jars on the top shelf.

There were glass test tubes of various sizes stuck on the table in front of him.

But these are not the main points.

What truly made her feel threatened was the strange thing blocking the doorway.

Click.

Slowly turning his neck, the cervical vertebrae rubbed against each other, making a crisp sound.

The eyeball, which had no soft tissue connection to its surroundings, was fixed on Kanata Kurusu's petite body.

Scarlet muscles were exposed to the air.

Despite being made of plastic, it made her feel as if she could smell blood.

It was a human tissue model used for teaching.

It's probably meant for use in biology class.

A 1:1 scale simulation.

Muscles, blood vessels, bones, and various internal organs are all identified by different colors.

In her memory, when she was in school, she saw this thing on the wall of the laboratory or when the teacher moved it over and placed it on the podium.

But what she really couldn't stand was...

This thing, which should have been bald, has been fitted with a wig.

And it was the same crimson twin ponytail hairstyle as hers.

It's almost like...

What she looked like after her skin was peeled off!

There was a kind of instinctive nausea and fear.

The moment the model's head was aligned with Kurusu Kanata.

The plastic anatomical model moved.

Click.

Click, click.

Plastic foot bones are in contact with the ground.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

It runs faster than a real human.

In the blink of an eye, she was only two or three tables away.

The fire axe in his hand gleamed with a cold light.

Raise it high.

The courage in Kurusu Kanata's heart quickly dissipated.

He immediately crouched back under the table.

He hugged his knees tightly, holding his shoulders close.

Trembling uncontrollably.

The sound stopped.

The classroom was deathly silent.

Apart from her own breathing and the constant playing of the Great Compassion Mantra from the electronic candles at her feet, there were no other sounds.

The setting sun cast long shadows.

Looking at the menacing axe shadow beside him, Kurusu Kanata silently shrank his body further into the table.

In case that thing sees me and starts acting again.

Kanako Kurusu's mind went blank.

When people are overly frightened, they will instinctively take measures to release their inner panic.

Her instinct was to release this emotion by screaming.

They were completely unaware of the changes in their surroundings.

until……

"Stop howling!"

An impatient voice came from over my shoulder.

Then she felt something slap her hard across the face.

The brain, which had been shut down, started functioning again.

He turned his head to look at his shoulder.

A small bear doll, no bigger than the palm of your hand, was standing there.

Two black button eyes reflected a bloody light.

His body was covered in crooked red lines.

Its appearance is extremely ferocious.