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

Beneath her miniskirt, her plump thighs trembled uncontrollably.

She somewhat regretted getting involved in this.

But looking at Sakagami's fierce face, she could only swallow her thoughts.

"Then you stay outside and wait for Xia Chuanzhenliang. You all come with us to set up the venue!"

After forcibly assigning tasks to the group, Sakagami ignored them and decided to work with his underlings to carry the boxes inside.

"Brother Sakagami, slow down!"

"We can't keep up!"

The two boys gasped in surprise, staggered by Sakagami's rough movements, and almost fell to the ground.

"waste!"

Sakagami shouted angrily and pulled the entire box over.

Five fingers pierced right through the corrugated cardboard, which was at least half a centimeter thick.

Amidst the stunned expressions of the others, one person carried the box and strode quickly toward the teaching building.

Before long, they disappeared into the deep darkness.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely strange.

Especially after a few crow cries, it sends chills down one's spine.

Finally, it was the blond-haired guy who broke the silence first:

"Should we...continue?"

"want!"

Yamada gritted his teeth, a flash of blood-red light passing through the depths of his pupils:

"What's there to be afraid of? There are no ghosts in this world!"

"Yes."

A girl chimed in, a glint of bloodlust also flashing in her eyes:

"Even if that woman's ghost really appears, we should go find Sakagami! What does it have to do with us!"

On the opposite bank of the river, Kujo Toru withdrew his gaze.

His face remained completely expressionless.

Volume 1: Chapter 16 Natsukawa Masuzu is very curious

Dark clouds obscure the moon.

The sky and earth instantly turned gray.

Across the Hanami River, the lights of countless homes gradually went out.

The entire city was plunged into darkness.

Humanity began to slumber.

Non-humans began to become active.

Kujo Toru stood beneath the walls of Haneyama High School, his right hand gripping his backpack, quietly observing the tranquil school.

A lustrous blue light emanated from his pupils, and his spiritual vision quietly activated.

Black mist surged.

A glint of blood appeared.

In a daze, he seemed to hear the girl's desperate cries.

"Such strong resentment."

With a soft sigh, Kujo Toru stopped what he was doing.

Instead of climbing over the wall to enter the school, they took a few steps back and returned to the riverbank.

He then sat down directly on the grass on the riverbank.

Silently watching the sky above the school.

It was as if he were just a lazy person who had nothing better to do than sit by the river and enjoy the breeze in the middle of the night.

With one hand supporting his chin, Kujo Toru yawned.

He had witnessed the entire scene of those students storming into Haneyama High School.

However, he couldn't muster even the slightest thought to stop it.

Trusting in individual choices and respecting the fate of others are two aspects.

On the other hand—

“They’re all filled with resentment, and they’re even throwing their anger at the person in question.”

"Let's wait an hour before going in. That should be enough time to get revenge, right?"

Time slips away, bit by bit.

The moon peeked out from behind the clouds again.

The silver light once again fell upon the land of Jiuqi Liujiu? Sanba Liu.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket, the screen's faint light illuminating Kujo Toru's face.

Midnight.

If the other party still hasn't finished by the time allotted, then there's nothing he can do.

Thinking this, he put away his phone, stood up from the riverbank, and walked towards the entrance of Haneyama High School.

The girl who was left behind still stood there alone, shivering in the night wind.

I don't know whether to describe this guy as courageous or just suited for a horror movie set.

In the middle of the night, at the school where three people recently died, a classmate who had been inside for over an hour without any news...

To dare to stay here under these circumstances is truly impressive.

However, she didn't have any resentment clinging to her, which might be why she was able to stay outside and escape this calamity.

However, vengeful spirits have no reason; they only act according to the resentment they felt before they died.

The situation is safe now, but if we stay any longer, things could get very different.

"It's so late, it's dangerous outside, you should go home quickly."

With that in mind, Kujo Toru kindly offered a reminder.

But his words startled the girl.

He jerked his neck back, let out a short scream, and fell to the ground.

By the time she came to her senses, Kujo Toru had already entered the school, and she could only see a blurry figure from behind.

At the same time, she felt a cold wind blowing past her.

A pale figure flashed by.

However, it vanished in an instant.

hiss……

The girl gasped.

Goosebumps instantly erupted all over my arms.

Looking again at the pitch-black, completely silent campus, I couldn't help but shiver.

He forced a smile.

Or... should we go home first? Let's not wait for Natsukawa Masamichi.

Thinking of this, she scrambled to her feet and stumbled towards the main road.

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Natsukawa Masuzu always thought of herself as a girl with a terrible personality.

Although none of the people who know her have ever said that.

Instead, they praised her for her pretty and delicate appearance, outstanding academic and athletic achievements, and her poised and generous demeanor...

It was entirely focused on the "shell" she presented.

But isn't that what interpersonal communication is all about?

Because she's beautiful, she's popular with boys.

Because he was wealthy, women would throw themselves at him.

This is how the stepmother and father's marriage went.

The boys' confessions were like that too.

Over time, Natsukawa Masaki would occasionally have this illusion:

Is your inner self as perfect as your outer self?

It was at this moment that she realized she had forgotten.

The original personality, likes, and flaws of the person named "Natsukawa Masuzu" have all become blurred under the long-term cover.

Perhaps I will never know what kind of person I really am.

Natsukawa Masaki thought to herself.

Then she received an invitation to a psychic game from the hot girls in her class.

Thanks to her intelligence gathering on the students in the class, Natsukawa Masuzu could guess what the other party was planning even with her eyes closed.

They simply wanted to create an opportunity for one of the boys they hung out with to pursue them.

I was originally planning to refuse outright.

But a strange thought quietly arose in her mind:

What if psychic games really could summon certain things?

Does that prove that souls really exist in this world?

Since the soul exists, wouldn't it be possible to understand what kind of person you are simply by seeing your own soul?

So, Natsukawa Masaki agreed!

And they were very enthusiastic!

When she excitedly arrived at the school for the appointment, she was even a few minutes earlier than the scheduled 12 o'clock.

Before she could even meet up with the girl at the door, her attention had already been drawn elsewhere.

It was a boy.

I sat quietly on the riverbank, gazing at Haneyama High School.

He was also carrying a large bag, but it was unclear what was inside.

Instead of sleeping in the middle of the night, you're running to the river to enjoy the breeze. Are you out of your mind?

This was Natsukawa Masaki's first reaction.

Then, she immediately thought of a possibility:

Is this guy planning to jump into the river?

Once the thought came to mind, I couldn't stop it.

Her expression turned serious.

Even if you strip away that perfect exterior, she knows that she is definitely not someone who would stand by and watch someone die!

Natsukawa Masaki quietly slowed her pace.

Recalling the tracking techniques she had learned online, and using her excellent athletic ability, she slowly moved towards the boy.