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

Yato clutched his chest tightly and breathed heavily.

It wasn't that I was angry.

Rather, it was because the future described by Yukine was too rosy that he was afraid he would be tempted:

"I'm his comrade-in-arms, how could I lower myself to become a subordinate god? Stop talking!"

He waved his hand vigorously, his face resolute as he tried to demonstrate his determination.

"Even if that old woman hangs me up and whips me, and I die here, I, Yato, will never go to Kujo!"

"Who are you calling an old woman, Yato?"

A cold voice rang out in front of him.

It was filled with intense killing intent and rage.

Yato didn't think much about it and subconsciously continued:

"No need to think, it must be that old woman, Bishamonten, who has been chasing me for decades... Holy crap, Bishamonten!"

Her long, golden hair shone even brighter than the sunlight.

Her delicate face was covered in frost.

Yato looked at the woman in the military uniform jacket in front of him and jumped up on the spot.

He looked quite nervous.

Instinctively, I stretched out my right hand and called out:

"Come on, Yukine!"

Volume 1: Chapter 153 The King Descends from the Sky, His Eyes Furious

Inside the Seifu Taisha Shrine, Kujo Toru began to formally teach Iki Hiyori kendo.

"Kendo has never had anything to do with philosophy or self-cultivation from the beginning. Its essence is the way of using a sword to kill opponents better and more conveniently. That is the essence of kendo."

The open space in front of the main hall.

Hiyori Iki gripped the broom handles that had been temporarily removed with both hands, striking a pose reminiscent of the Blue-Eyes Mage.

His hands were trembling slightly, and beads of sweat slid down his face.

He didn't reach out to wipe away the sweat, nor did he relax his aching muscles.

Instead, she tensed her body and bit her lower lip.

While persisting, he listened attentively to what Toru Kujo had to say.

"Although they share the name Shinto-ryu, unlike Katori Shinto-ryu, Kiyofu Shinto-ryu is a sword style specifically for exorcising yokai."

Kujo Toru stood beside her, occasionally reaching out to correct the girl's posture, while explaining the key points of his family's ancestral swordsmanship to her:

"Although they are all generally bound by the framework of the Nine Types and Thirteen Blades, the Seifu Shinto style can be combined with Onmyojutsu, which is something that other sword styles cannot do."

"Your eye is also quite suitable for practicing the Purification Divine Path..."

The spiritual energy in the air suddenly trembled slightly.

At the foot of the mountain, a burst of intense light erupted from the distant city.

Although ordinary people couldn't see it, both Kujo Toru and Iki Hiyori noticed the commotion.

At the same time, a figure flew directly from the foot of the mountain and crashed heavily onto the stone slab in front of the main hall.

He then scrambled to his feet and dusted off his tracksuit.

It was Yato, who had left earlier.

She also holds a sheathless katana in her hand, which is Yukine's divine weapon form.

"Yato!"

Immediately afterwards, a woman riding a lion descended from the sky, her eyes blazing with fury.

His voice was filled with an intense, lingering hatred.

He brandished the long whip in his hand.

The air was torn apart, and a mournful cry was heard.

A fierce wind swept across the entire main hall.

Bishamonten had already seen Kujo Toru and Iki Hiyori standing behind Yato.

She could sense the presence of a fellow deity in Kujo Toru, and the aura of a shrine maiden in Iki Hiyori.

Therefore, he did not hold back and directly included both of them in his attack range.

The whip in her hand looked ordinary, and there was no light effect when she swung it, but its power was quite terrifying.

Even before it hit anyone, the terrifying airflow it carried had already shaken up the stone slabs, making it impossible for Hiyori Iki to open her eyes.

It's easy to imagine that if this were actually implemented, it would end up being piecemeal and disorganized.

But in the end, it was caught by an equally ordinary hand.

Kujo Toru frowned slightly.

With a shimmering spiritual light emanating from his palm, he gripped the whip tip tightly, and no matter how hard Bishamonten tried, he couldn't pull it out.

"Master, stop this crazy woman! She's been chasing me for hundreds of years and still won't let me go!"

Yato quickly hid next to Kujo Toru and asked him for help.

At the very beginning, when faced with Bishamonten who suddenly appeared in front of him, Yato still bravely charged forward.

After only a few rounds of fighting, he immediately gave up and had to flee.

Logically speaking, given his strength, even if he couldn't defeat Bishamonten, there shouldn't be such a large gap between them.

It was, after all, a calamity god who had lived for over a thousand years.

But Yato also has something to say.

When he was the God of Calamity, what kind of divine weapon did he wield? It was the Scarlet Weapon. The two of them had known each other since childhood.

Whether it's seniority or teamwork, how can Xueyin, who has only been with us for less than three days, compare?

When he had no other choice, he thought of Toru Kujo.

The other party is, after all, a deity of the Three Noble Ones lineage, a proper young master of Takamagahara.

If he could speak up for the sake of their joint effort in closing the Wind Cave, even Bishamonten would at least give him some face.

So Yato just ran over there.

but……

"Who are you?! Why are you meddling in this?!"

The blonde goddess was furious and questioned him directly, glaring at Kujo Toru.

At the same time, he increased the force in his hand, trying to pull back the long whip.

Unfortunately, it remained completely still.

He was secretly somewhat surprised.

Although she did not consider herself uniquely powerful among the gods, she was still one of the Seven Lucky Gods, a renowned God of War.

The god who could stop her shouldn't be a nameless god with no memory.

Bishamonten doesn't recognize Kujo Toru?!

Yato was equally surprised.

He originally thought that it was fine since he and Xiaofu didn't know Kujo Toru.

After all, neither of them belonged to the Heavenly Court, nor were they isolated because they were too dangerous; they had never actually seen any of the gods of the Three Noble Lineages.

But given Bishamonten's status, this shouldn't be the case.

Yato dredged up the guess that he had been moved by the mistaken belief that Kujo Toru had sacrificed himself, and then put aside, in his mind.

Dry mouth.

I recalled Xiao Fu's words.

It seems like I've really gotten myself into some trouble.

However, Yato strangely showed no intention of escaping.

In this era, the belief in gods gradually collapsed, but due to population growth, foul air continued to rise.

Overall, the gods are weakening, while the monsters are getting stronger.

If they fail to seize the opportunity in the coming era of great change, nameless gods like him, who don't even have a shrine, will be among the first to disappear.

Should he cling to this powerful figure? Yato was torn.

Judging from the other party's proactive action of closing the wind cave, they are at least on the side of order.

He's not arrogant and has the ability, so it seems like following him isn't such a bad choice.

"If I could, I wouldn't want to get involved in your feud."

Kujo Toru sighed softly.

He also glared at Yato, who was seriously considering whether to surrender.

It was all this guy's fault for leading the other party to his shrine.

He vaguely remembered the blonde goddess in front of him.

Bishamonten, though he appears to be a powerful war god, is actually a kind-hearted deity.

Because she frequently collects wandering souls to make them her divine artifacts, her collection of divine artifacts has grown increasingly large.

Later, due to the evil thoughts of a certain artifact, Yin Long was stabbed, and the internal investigation into the culprit exacerbated the growth of evil thoughts, ultimately leading to her being on the verge of death.

In the end, one of the divine artifacts couldn't stand it any longer and approached Yato, who was then the God of Calamity, asking him to destroy all of Bishamonten's divine artifacts.

This incident cemented their deep-seated animosity between the two.

And for hundreds of years, they relentlessly pursued and fought each other.

However, none of this has anything to do with Toru Kujo.

Even if we take a step back and say that Yato and he were, at least, comrades-in-arms.

and……

"You're going to tear down my shrine, are you expecting me to just stand by and do nothing?!"

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Volume 1: Chapter 154 So, I'm the villain after all?

"Fine, I'll build you a shrine, just get out of my way!!"

Bishamonten roared in anger.

The veins on his forehead were bulging.

Anger, pain, resentment, self-blame... these emotions had already overwhelmed her.

With the feud spanning hundreds of years now raging before her, Yato was right there, and she simply couldn't suppress the impulse in her heart.

The long whip in his hand was still firmly held by Kujo Tetsu, and he could not move.

Bishamonten leaped into the air and called out to the lion beneath him:

"Gurgling!"

"Ow!"

A dull lion's roar echoed through the shrine.

The lion, with an eyepatch over its right eye and blind in one eye, pounced directly on Kujo Toru.

"Ramba!"