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

To his surprise, Bishamonten did not get angry.

She looked at Kujo Toru, her tone stiff, but her attitude surprisingly serious.

"I misjudged your identity and attacked your shrine. I'm sorry, I will compensate you for the repair costs."

As a martial god, if you are not as skilled as others, then you are not as skilled as others.

She wouldn't throw a tantrum after losing; that's not her style.

Moreover, Kujo Toru did indeed show mercy.

No artifacts died from beginning to end.

Kujo Toru nodded, accepting her explanation.

"I will also keep an eye on Kagami Kuya's situation and let you know if there is any news."

This was a consensus they reached between the two of them in the inner sanctuary.

It wasn't that Kujo Toru liked to meddle, but rather that he had learned from Bishamonten that once the other party broke free from the seal and awakened in this era, no one could remain uninvolved.

Since that's the case, why not form an alliance?

"Thank you." Bishamonten bowed deeply. "As for Ame-no-Kumara, I will inform you as soon as I have any news."

Earlier, when they were inside, Kujo Tetsuya had mentioned to her that the long-lost Ama no Kusanagi was about to be unsealed.

Bishamonten never actually saw the legendary Kusanagi.

Although it was surprising that the snow-white bone sword at Kujo Tetsu's waist was not the legendary divine weapon, and how he obtained the information, this matter was equally important, no less so than that of Kamen Rider Kuya.

Bishamonten could not stand idly by.

The matter is over.

Dahei and Xiaofu finally arrived at the foot of Qingfu Taisha Mountain, just like the police officers in a crime drama who are always one step late.

The blonde Valkyrie flipped over and mounted the lion's back, soaring into the air.

He glanced down at the two people below, made no attempt to greet them, and walked away.

Time flies.

Several days have passed in the blink of an eye.

To Kujo Tetsu's surprise, in the past, the training missions always started with related events happening right after the mission began, leaving no time to catch his breath.

However, these past few days have been calm and peaceful, with no sign whatsoever of the demonic sword breaking free of its seal and bringing destruction to the world.

When Xiao Fu and Da Hei arrived at the Seifu Taisha Shrine that day, Kujo Toru simply explained the two important matters to them.

After all, they are gods born and raised in this world, with their own connections and networks, making it much easier for them to gather information than for him.

In fact, Yato and Kofuku did not disappoint Kujo Toru.

On the first day, he went to Tenmangu Shrine to seek out Sugawara no Michizane, the god of learning, and asked him for help.

However, even with the help of four gods, Ama no Kusanagi remained nowhere to be found.

Not only that, even Kaguya, who made Bishamonten and Takamagahara feel like they were facing a great enemy, seemed to not exist.

Life was so peaceful that it felt somewhat oppressive.

It was like the calm before a storm.

Kujo Tetsuya could only patiently teach Iki Hiyori how to train her spiritual power and how to practice swordsmanship.

Fortunately, time flows faster in this training world, so there's no need to worry about being delayed too long and missing the trip to Fukuoka Prefecture with the kendo club.

Sitting under the eaves of the rear hall, watching Hiyori Iki, who was holding a wooden sword, perform her training, Toru Kujo diverted some of his attention to the system panel.

After the battle with Bishamonten a few days ago, his spiritual power level has reached level 14, and he is just a little short of reaching level 15.

I only have 2 skill points available, which is still quite a distance from being able to upgrade Yin-Yang Arts to a higher level.

Unfortunately, his avatar's level in this world is fixed at 25; leveling up his main body does not cause his avatar's level to increase accordingly.

"Lord Kujo, I'm going home now."

Hiyori Iki's voice interrupted Toru Kujo's thoughts.

Raise your head.

The setting sun cast its light on the girl.

His forehead was covered in glistening beads of sweat.

Her long, smooth black hair was tied into a high ponytail and placed behind her head.

"Well, let's go."

Kujo Toru nodded.

It's already this late, and Hiyori Iki really should go home.

Her parents still don't know that their daughter has become a real shrine maiden. On the surface, she is still an ordinary high school girl, and it's not good for her to come home too late.

After changing her clothes in the back hall, Hiyori Iki bowed respectfully to him.

Then, facing the setting sun, they walked down the mountain.

Only when the vermilion torii gate was far behind her did the girl breathe a slight sigh of relief.

Although Kujo-sama always appeared very approachable, she was under a lot of pressure.

Because they were afraid of disappointing the other person.

Despite being a servant of a shrine maiden, she was completely clueless about her duties.

Quite disqualified.

Hiyori Iki desperately wanted to change this situation, to become competent, and to be able to stand tall and proudly declare that she was Lord Kujo's priestess.

So, she specifically sought out her classmate Higurashi from the next class, planning to go to her house that night to learn about matters related to shrine maidens and gods.

Because the other party's family runs a shrine, and I heard that it has a long and rich history.

Touching the amulet that Kujo Toru had given her, hanging around her neck, the girl was full of fighting spirit.

Volume 1: Chapter 162 Eating His Meal Standing Up

Night had fallen.

The city lights began to gradually go out.

Even modern people who are adept at staying up late need to drift off to sleep and relax their tired bodies.

There was no starlight, and even the moon was obscured by thick clouds.

The ancient shrine quietly sank into darkness.

Some old wooden torii gates stand silently.

The sign reads "Higurashi Shrine".

"Is that demonic sword hidden here?"

Her long, silvery-white hair danced in the night breeze.

The god of calamity, who had just awakened from his slumber, raised his head and looked at the shrine in front of him.

He wore a crow-beak shaped mask on the side of his head, with particularly eerie eye patterns on it.

"My father said it's right here."

The little girl, dressed in a kimono and wearing a crown, replied expressionlessly.

This incurred the displeasure of the God of Calamity:

"Tsk, that warlock."

The clam disliked that guy very much.

Although he was the God of Calamity, he was also a God of War before that.

He had learned a little about the entanglement between Yato and that blond sorcerer when he partnered with Yato hundreds of years ago.

That's why he genuinely loathed that rat in the gutter.

Unfortunately, he was awakened by the blond sorcerer, and even maintaining his current existence depended on the other party's magic. His life and death were completely controlled by others.

Otherwise, the first thing he would do is kill that blond guy.

"Let's go."

After calling out to the girl beside him, who was both his temporary partner and his overseer, Yingbang led the way into the Higurashi Shrine.

With one step, his entire image underwent a tremendous change.

Her long, silvery-white hair turned into short, jet-black hair.

The snow-white hunting robes fluttered in the night wind.

His appearance also completely changed to that of a different person.

This was the girl's request to him: to impersonate someone else.

The clam didn't know who it had become, nor was it interested in finding out.

Just follow the instructions.

For a clam that had been a spy in its previous life, this was not a difficult task.

"Why not let Yato do this kind of thing?"

As you walk up the path, the trees on both sides rustle in the cold winter wind.

There was complete silence all around; there was no chirping of insects or calls of birds.

As the clam observed the ancient and weathered shrine before it, it asked the girl a question.

"Yato has his own ideas."

It was still that calm voice, but the clam could detect a faint hint of dissatisfaction within it.

My mood immediately improved.

"Looks like that guy has finally escaped the fate of being a calamity god and broken ties with you bunch of insects, right?"

"He will return to his father's side sooner or later."

The girl wasn't angry; her tone was very confident, as if the sun rises from the east every day as if it were a matter of course.

The clam twitched its lips and didn't continue the topic.

Based on his understanding of Yato, he knew that once the guy made a decision, he wouldn't go back on his word.

Yato, at this moment, also realized just how troublesome this aspect of his situation truly was.

"Hey, Yato, why don't you just agree to Kujo-sama's offer? Staying at Seifu Taisha is quite nice."

Two figures were wandering the streets late at night.

Yukine held the back of her head with both hands and followed Yato aimlessly.

Occasionally, office workers who have drunk too much at izakayas will stagger by, lie down on the road, and fall asleep immediately.

Carefully navigating around these people, Xueyin asked with a puzzled expression.

He was genuinely puzzled.

Kujo-sama is quite kind; he even offered to let the two of them stay at his shrine as payment for their help.

But Yato flatly refused.

Xueyin has been sleeping under the overpass with him for several days now.

"Children should mind their own business."

Yato glanced at him, feeling somewhat annoyed.

The kid's thinking is too simplistic.

This world is sliding toward complete collapse, a fact that every god knows perfectly well.

However, most gods don't want to think about this problem.