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

"Aren't those two living, breathing people standing there?! And they're holding knives!"

If she weren't worried about the danger, she would have loved to poke those two people in the face with her fingers.

however……

"I really didn't see anyone!" The old man's voice trembled slightly. "Kagome, let me tell you, Grandpa is old and can't take being scared like this!"

how come?

Kagome Higurashi opened her eyes wide.

His gaze kept shifting between the two people facing off.

There were clearly two people there!

"Oh? There are actually two people who can see into the mortal world?"

The clam looked at the stairs with interest, sizing up the two girls.

The ability to see into the world was not particularly remarkable in the turbulent Warring States period.

That era was marked by years of war, and filth and resentment filled the world. The boundary between the mortal world and the present world had long been broken, and humans and monsters lived together on the same land.

However, in today's peaceful times, this is truly remarkable.

This is because it symbolizes that both girls are qualified to act as mediums.

Especially now that the belief in gods is gradually weakening, a priestess with such qualities would be something any god would dream of.

If it weren't for the fact that he was awakened by the blond sorcerer, the clam would have wanted to recruit the two of them to believe in him.

Yato silently moved to block the clam's view.

With his back to the girl, his voice was full of anxiety:

"Iki, quickly pray to Lord Kujo! The Ama-no-Murakumo is right here, and the seal is about to break!"

Those who serve the shrine maiden are the people closest to the gods, and their prayers are conveyed to the gods.

If it were just a matter of snails and clams, it wouldn't be so bad, but since it involves the Kusanagi, we have to inform Kujo Toru.

And as if to verify his words, the ancient straight sword stuck in the wooden floor made an even louder trembling sound.

Wisps of black energy seeped out from the sword sheath.

Kagome couldn't help but cast a glance at it.

Just one glance was enough to send chills down her spine; her inner intuition told her that this thing was dangerous, extremely dangerous.

She felt as if she were staring into a bottomless abyss, her body and consciousness being constantly stripped away.

He quickly looked away.

My body hair stood on end.

"What on earth is going on?!"

Having never experienced anything so strange before, Kagome Higurashi was on the verge of a breakdown, clutching her head and screaming.

"I don't know either! This is an ancient sword left by our ancestors, how could it suddenly start ringing?"

The old man couldn't see what was happening on the other side of the boundary line, nor could he hear their conversation. He assumed that Kagome Higurashi was asking him a question, and replied irritably, his aged face full of confusion.

Their shouting woke up Mrs. Higurashi and her younger brother, who were still asleep, and they ran out of their room to the stairwell.

"What are you arguing about? Has a thief broken into the house?"

"Did we have an ancient sword in our family? How much junk did our ancestors leave behind?"

The scene was in complete chaos.

Yato's brow twitched from the noise, realizing that the current situation was quite troublesome.

He now has to deal with the clam and the snail, protect the family, and watch out for the breaking of the seal on the Ama no Kusanagi. He urgently needs Kujo Toru to come and handle the current situation.

Fortunately, Hiyori Iki had already realized the seriousness of the situation.

He quickly put his hands together in front of his chest, silently recited the name of the god Kujo Toru, sincerely prayed to him, and reported the matter here to him.

She quickly received a response:

"I understand, I'm on my way. Let me possess you first."

Kujo Toru's calm voice resonated in her heart, giving Iki Hiyori a sense of security.

"Ok."

She nodded obediently, closed her eyes, and began to clear her mind.

She was very familiar with this situation; she had already experienced it once before on the rooftop that night.

Compared to her awkwardness the first time, she was much more skilled this time.

Even though she felt that her body was out of her control, she did not panic at all; instead, she felt at peace.

Because this means that Lord Kujo possessed her body!

Liu Yiqi opened her eyes again.

Hiyori Iki's entire demeanor has become completely different.

His expression was quite calm.

A deep blue light shone from the depths of his eyes.

My left eye turned into a beautiful rainbow color.

He looked at the infamous demon sword.

In sight, the scabbard was covered with dense black lines, riddled with holes, as if it would shatter completely at any moment.

Without a doubt, the seal has come to an end.

Without lingering, the girl leaped up the stairs and swooped down towards the storage room.

He is agile and lithe.

Extremely fast.

Under the control of Toru Kujo, Hiyori Iki's body displayed abilities that almost approached the limits of human capability.

Just as his right hand was about to grasp the bone hilt of the sword, a flash of light, accompanied by a gust of air, came hurtling towards him.

It slashed straight down at the girl's wrist.

As a deity, the snail-clam was no stranger to possession.

They reacted almost immediately.

Then he swung the knife.

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A deep blue light emanated from her fair fingertips.

Kujo Tetsu quickly set up a simple small barrier around himself.

A gust of air rippled through Hiyori Iki's long hair.

The reflection of that face, exactly like his own, was in his vision.

The only difference was that the other person was wearing a crow-beak shaped eye mask.

It was exactly the same mask as the monster that suddenly attacked him on the rooftop...

So someone really is watching me?

Kujo Toru narrowed his eyes.

The rooftop ambush, the recent online sensation about him, and the calamity god disguised as him—all these are clearly the work of the same person or the same force.

Unfortunately, his memory of Noragami was not very clear. He only remembered that there was such an iconic mask in the original work, and it seemed to be related to Yato.

It's time to press them for information about Yato.

However, we still need to deal with the matter of Ama-no-Kurakumo first.

Kujo Toru's thoughts raced, but despite all that consideration, the actual confrontation with the snail and clam lasted only a moment.

boom.

A crisp cracking sound.

The hastily erected, rudimentary barrier was shattered by the God of Calamity, who had reawakened in the mortal realm.

Although it only slightly delayed the other party's movements, it was enough.

Because he wasn't the only one there.

Orange sparks flew.

A flash of light appeared briefly in the pitch-black storage room.

The sharp blades were locked together tightly.

With their arm muscles bulging, Rokuro and Yato glared at each other, locked in a power struggle, each trying to suppress the other's sword strike.

While divine possession can indeed maximize human physical abilities, it does not enhance the inherent fragility of the human body.

Although Hiyori Iki has the qualifications of a spirit medium, she hasn't been doing it for very long. The fact that she could do what she just did is already a result of her outstanding physical condition as a young girl.

They absolutely could not withstand the intensity of close combat with a god.

Therefore, Kujo Toru's strategy has always been clear: let Yato deal with the unknown god, and use Iki Hiyori's body to suppress the Ama-no-Murakumo that is about to break free of its seal.

Until its own main body arrives.

This is how it should be.

Just as he was about to touch the Ama-no-Kurakumo, a ball of light suddenly flew out of the scabbard and blocked him between himself and the hilt.

The voice was filled with fear:

"Stop! Humans must not touch this sword! The consequences will be dire!"

The movement stopped.

His palm hovered steadily above the hilt of the sword.

Kujo Toru fell into deep thought.

It wasn't because he believed the ball of light, but because in that instant, he sensed the emotion emanating from the sword:

Desire.

The sealed demonic sword yearns for him to grasp it.

And it's quite urgent.

So he subconsciously stopped what he was doing.

"Yato, you suppress Ama-Kusama, I'll handle this guy!"

Kujo Toru's decision was decisive. Since Iki Hiyori's body could not touch the demon sword, then they had to find someone else.

Let Yato, who is a god, handle this; he will deal with the clam and the snail.

"Can Iki's body withstand it?"

Yato gritted his teeth and fought against the clam, taking a moment to reply to Kujo Toru.

We are all deities, and we are all well aware of the limitations of relying on others.

"If it's just about stalling for time, that's fine."

Kujo Toru's fingers moved rapidly in mid-air, and one after another, azure spells took shape out of thin air and landed around the Ama-no-Kumara.

Given the current situation, he could only do his best to set up as many layers of barriers as possible.

"it is good!"

Yato said nothing more, forcefully pushed the clam away with both hands, kicked the clam's pursuing blade hard with his left leg, and then performed a nimble backflip in mid-air, arriving next to Kujo Toru.

"Lend me Yukine."

Although he was seeking opinions, Kujo Toru didn't wait for Yato's reply at all and directly took the sheathless katana from his hand.