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

"What do you say?"

Kujo Tetsu asked indifferently.

Yato was immediately even more embarrassed.

Especially at this moment, Xueyin, standing beside him, gave him a suspicious look and posed a probing question:

"Didn't you say that this great god had already vanished?!"

"I don't know either!" Yato whispered in his ear, "Logically speaking, when a god exhausts all their power, this is the result, isn't it!"

"I didn't say I was out of strength back then."

Kujo Toru's voice suddenly interrupted their conversation, squinting as he retorted to Yato:

"On the contrary, I said there's still a little left, but you just won't believe me."

"Ah ha ha……"

Yato scratched his head, looking quite embarrassed.

"As expected, Yato is really unreliable."

Yukine made a comment from the side, which earned her an angry glare from Yato.

Before he could say anything, Kujo Toru's voice rang in his ear:

"Is this the new artifact you acquired?"

His gaze fell on Xueyin's neck, which was engraved with characters, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

Although he can't remember most of the plot of "Noragami", the only thing he remembers is the idea that gods can give names to uncorrupted souls and turn them into divine artifacts.

The image of Yato wielding the twin swords that Yukine had transformed into, cleaving the sky, was simply too deeply etched in his memory.

"Correct."

Yato nodded obediently in response.

"Teaching must be tiring..."

Kujo Toru vaguely remembered that in the original story, Yukine seemed to have stabbed Yato because of her evil thoughts, which caused Yato to be corrupted by the filth and almost lost his life.

It was from that time onward that Yukine truly began to become Yato's divine weapon.

For some reason, I thought of Suzumoto Mayu.

She only stayed at Xia Chuanzhen's place for two days, but she already showed signs of becoming like Jiaxin, acting awkwardly without even realizing it.

It's really hard to teach children well.

Kujo Toru has finally come to understand what it's like to be a parent.

Yato shared a similar sentiment, and sighed:

"Yes, it's really tiring."

However, for him, Yukine's current situation is not too bad.

What bothered him even more was another person.

An image of someone wearing a kimono unconsciously rises in my mind.

Even though a week has passed, Yato is still bothered by the reason why Hiki took the initiative to find him.

When her father asked her to find him, was it really just to help him out?

A deserted mountain path.

A blond-haired boy in a yukata and a little girl in a kimono are walking slowly forward.

Two monsters wearing eye masks followed closely behind the two.

"For the gods, faith is the source of their existence, but it is also a very dangerous thing."

With his hands tucked into his sleeves, the blond-haired boy looked nonchalant.

He appeared to be speaking to Fei Qi, who was standing beside him, but in reality, he was talking to himself.

"Deities were originally born from human prayers. When traditional prayers are replaced by new ones, the original deity's personality will also be replaced by a new personality."

"A war god who is fond of conquest will become a god of fortune, and a righteous god who saves the world will also fall into a calamity. In order to maintain the boundary line, Takamagahara will naturally tearfully punish the fallen gods."

Volume 1: Chapter 152 You, go and destroy the world.

"Humans are such amazing beings. They are extremely insignificant, yet even gods cannot escape their influence, and so can monsters."

The girl wearing the heavenly crown remained silent, simply following quietly beside him.

As the blond-haired boy finished speaking, the two had already left the forest and arrived at the deepest part of the valley.

A lake lies quietly here.

The broken torii gate was half-submerged in the water.

The once magnificent shrine is now reduced to just its foundation.

Pointing to the middle of the lake, the blond-haired boy's voice was full of sorrow:

“You see, when forgotten by humankind, even gods face only extinction.”

He took out several talismans from his pocket.

The top is decorated with crooked, scarlet eyeball patterns.

They were casually tossed into the air and drifted in different directions toward the lake shore.

The dark mist condensed into a thin line in the air, connecting the talismans together.

Eventually, a bellflower imprint was formed on the mirror-like surface of the lake.

"Awaken, you scourge of the past."

Squat down.

Extend your right palm and press it firmly into the ground, digging your fingers into the mud.

Power imbued with the aura of the underworld surged continuously into the Kikyo Seal.

Ripples appeared on the lake's surface.

Dark clouds are gathering over the valley.

The temperature continues to drop.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

A chilling killing intent continuously assaulted their bodies.

That was a pure killing intent honed through countless human slaughters.

If an ordinary person were here, their heart would have stopped by now.

Unfortunately, one of those standing here is a divine artifact, and the other can hardly be called human.

Above the torii gate, the figure of a young man is gradually gazing into the distance.

Her long, silvery-white hair fluttered in the wind, and her eyes were tightly closed.

The raven-beak-shaped mask covered half of the face and was painted with scarlet eye patterns.

The blond-haired boy stood up, didn't even glance at him, and turned to leave.

He waved his hand dismissively.

"The rest is up to you. I've already told you the general location of that demonic sword. Now, you'll take the snail and go find it."

"Yes, Father."

Feiqi, or rather, Nora, finally spoke, bowed respectfully, and watched the blond-haired boy leave.

The calamity god in the lake finally opened his eyes.

After sleeping for five hundred years, it has returned to this era.

He subconsciously clenched his fist, feeling the power within his body.

His eyes dimmed.

In the end, did they still fail to escape the fate of being manipulated by others?

Looking up at the familiar figure, I quickly understood the situation.

"Zero Vessel, why have you awakened me?"

"Disguise yourself as a person, obtain the Ama no Kusanagi, and then destroy the world."

A question mark slowly appeared on the forehead of the snail clam.

Me, find the Ama no Kusanagi, and then destroy the world?

Me...me?

Look up at the sky.

My heart was filled with doubt.

Could it be that I haven't been asleep for five hundred years, but for five thousand years, and now all the gods of the heavens are dead?

Inside the purification shrine, Yato exchanged a few pleasantries with Kujo Toru before leaving.

Unfortunately, he originally came here to offer condolences and, incidentally, to give his child a moral lesson.

To his surprise, Kujo Toru, whom he had mentally labeled as having died a heroic death, was actually alive and well, which made him quite embarrassed.

Just a few words were enough to make him feel like cockroaches were crawling all over him; he was restless and wished he could dig a hole and hide in the underworld.

After he left, Kujou Toru's attention turned to Iki Hiyori, and he took the initiative to greet her:

"Let's go to the back hall. I'll teach you how to train your spiritual power so you can master the power of your eye."

"Yes, Lord Kujo!"

Hiyori Iki's voice was loud and clear.

Excited.

That night, Kujo Toru possessed her body and used the power of her eye to close the Wind Tunnel.

So I also know a bit about her eye.

Although its form resembles the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception from a certain well-known work, it is actually not that powerful.

The black lines she saw were actually gaps created by the flow of foul air and resentment.

Whether it's curses, monsters, or vengeful spirits, these gaps are absolute weaknesses. Applying even a little force to them can cause terrifying damage.

If I had to put it into words, it could only be considered a Mystic Eyes of Death Perception specifically designed for non-humans.

It falls far short of the level where even the concept in a work can be directly eliminated.

The more powerful the monster, the smaller its gaps, making it harder to capture. Once a monster reaches the level of a great monster, this eye will become completely useless.

In other words, it's designed for easily defeating weaker players.

However, for a girl who was just an ordinary high school girl a week ago, that's already quite impressive.

After all, there have only been a handful of humans throughout history who have been able to defeat great monsters, and they are all renowned heroes in myths and legends.

While Kujo Toru was teaching Iki Hiyori, Yato was also having a headache over Yukine's education.

"Hey, Yato, let's go and seek refuge with Lord Kujo."

Yato froze on the spot.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

But Yukine didn't stop talking; instead, she continued:

"Look, Lord Kujo is so kind-hearted, so capable, and his shrine is so big. He's also very upright. If we could join him, we wouldn't have to live a life of hardship anymore."

Counting on her fingers, Yukine listed the benefits of joining Kujo Toru's side:

"With Lord Kujo here, you don't need to worry too much even if you are being chased by your enemies. Moreover, once you become a secondary priestess, you will have your offerings, so you don't have to be afraid of being forgotten. Even if you want to have your own shrine in the future, it will be much faster than this five-yuan commission."

"No, stop talking!"