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

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the green leaves.

A thin mist hangs in the forest, like flowing ribbons of light.

After walking for about twenty minutes on the lush green grass, the small ancient well came into view.

It looks extremely ordinary from the outside, with the wooden well rim covered in marks left by rain and wind.

Even though she had experienced it firsthand, Hiyori Iki still found it hard to believe that this thing connected different eras.

“Lord Kujo, I’m jumping now.”

The slightly apprehensive voice drew Kujo Toru's attention back from his thoughtful gaze at the sacred tree in the distance, bringing him back to the girl.

"Well, be careful."

The girl braced herself against the edge of the well with both hands and jumped in cleanly and nimbly.

Kujo Toru poked his head out and kept a close eye on her.

Just like when I jumped down last night.

There was no fluctuation of power, nor any dazzling light or shadow; it simply landed in an ordinary way.

The only difference might be that the bottom of the well here is a bit uncomfortable to walk on.

Hiyori Iki felt her legs go numb from the shock.

With hope in my heart, I looked up at the well.

Then, very quickly, her hopes were dashed.

The dim beams of the shrine were not in sight; all that could be seen was Kujo Toru's face.

The results of the experiment speak for themselves.

It seems she really can't go back.

Volume 1: Chapter 172 (6K) Life is truly getting better and better!

"...What a troublemaker!"

Hiyori Iki sat on a large rock by the river, her hands supporting her face, looking down at her reflection in the water, feeling quite melancholy.

Her school uniform had been changed into a white shrine maiden outfit with red hakama.

Those were Kikyo's old clothes.

Two days ago, after jumping into the ancient well and discovering that she could not return to her original era, she ended up staying in this village.

And his desire to go back grew stronger every day.

She really wanted to give those classmates who dreamed of traveling back to the Warring States period a good beating and wake them up from their dreams of conquest.

There was no romantic story of a wandering swordsman earning the title of Sword Saint and becoming a guest of honor of the general during the Warring States period, nor was there any passionate story of daimyo fighting their way to Kyoto.

Some only had coarse food that was hard to eat and never enough to fill their stomachs, a life of hardship where every day was uncertain, and monsters everywhere.

In just the past two days, Hiyori Iki has witnessed the villagers' struggle to survive.

Some were bitten by poisonous insects while hunting and were on the verge of death; others were almost eaten by kappa while washing clothes by the river...

If it weren't for Kikyo's knowledge of herbal remedies and her extremely powerful spiritual energy, capable of killing a demon with a single arrow, Hiyori Iki would have thought that this village wouldn't last long at all.

No wonder the shrine maiden has such high prestige in this village.

Thanks to Jiegeng, she has actually been receiving pretty good treatment in the village these past two days.

The poor conditions were a limitation of the times, but subjectively, the villagers basically brought out their best.

Hiyori Iki was aware of this, so her complaints were mostly directed at a certain old man.

This guy is really unreliable!

"Don't say that."

A milky-white ball of light floated out from the scabbard at her waist. The old man's eyes darted around, not daring to look directly into Hiyori's murderous gaze.

"Look on the bright side, at least you have such a powerful shrine maiden to teach you, which is a rare thing!"

She ultimately decided to carry the sword sheath with her.

The reason is simple: this era is too dangerous, and Kujo Toru can't always keep an eye on her.

After all, this scabbard had suppressed the Kusanagi for seven hundred years, making it a rare and excellent weapon.

With this, even if they encounter a dangerous yokai, Iki Hiyori can hold out until Kujo Toru or Kikyo arrive, thanks to the powerful barrier attached to the scabbard.

"Ah……"

The girl merely gave a cold laugh and remained silent.

Sensing the chilling murderous aura, the old man quickly shut his mouth and scurried back inside.

"Hiyori-nee!"

The crisp sound interrupted Hiyori Iki's melancholy.

Following the sound, a little girl in a light yellow kimono stood not far away, a small Japanese bow slung over her back, hands on her hips, calling out to her:

"It's time for my spiritual practice!"

"Okay, I'll be right there!"

With a deep sigh, Hiyori Iki stood up from the rock, straightened her clothes, and ran towards Kaede.

She is currently receiving instruction from Kikyo, training her spiritual power alongside Kaede, and learning the exorcism techniques of a shrine maiden.

Perhaps, as the scabbard suggests, this is the only good thing that has happened since the beginning of the Warring States period.

At the village entrance, the village chief, carrying a hoe and returning from the fields, saw this scene and couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

"Things are getting better and better; life is becoming more and more promising."

For villages that have suffered from famine, war, bandits, and monsters year after year, peace and stability are their greatest hope.

In the past two days, not only has a powerful sorcerer who can easily subdue monsters arrived, but a young shrine maiden has also joined the village. In addition, Kikyo's sister, Kaede, has also become a shrine maiden, which has significantly improved the village's safety.

I have never felt so at ease.

This is how all the villagers truly feel.

She even wakes up laughing from her dreams at night.

"Alright! Tonight, I'll take that piece of cured meat from home to Lord Kujo!"

The old village chief clenched his fist, feeling very excited.

I quickened my pace and headed home.

Just at this time.

The sound of the clapper was deafening.

The birds in the forest scattered in fright.

The air suddenly became incredibly heavy, making it difficult to even take a step.

My body was trembling involuntarily.

"A monster is coming!!!"

The heart-wrenching screams instantly shattered the tranquility of the village.

That was a warning issued by villagers patrolling nearby.

The able-bodied men who remained in the village immediately became nervous and rushed home. Those who had bows took them, and those who didn't took simple bamboo spears, gathering together in groups.

The children, who were still searching for wild vegetables and catching fish in the river to supplement their family's meals, dared not linger outside any longer. They ran home as fast as they could, barefoot.

Hiding in her mother's arms, she secretly peeked out through the doors and windows.

This is only because Kikyo is there that they dare to do this.

In the past, in the adults' memory, whenever there was such a disturbance in the village, they could only huddle in the cellar, listening to the desperate sounds outside, and silently praying that this nightmarish time would pass quickly.

That was a feeling of constant anxiety and fear.

"Hiyori-nee!"

Although Feng is only seven or eight years old, he is already used to this kind of thing and reacts very quickly.

Despite the inevitable fear showing on his face, he still took the bow off his shoulder, gripped the bow arm tightly, and ran towards the village.

"Ok!"

Hiyori Iki drew her sword directly from its sheath at her waist, and her left eye shone with a dazzling azure rainbow light.

In the blink of an eye, the once intact world became riddled with holes.

The sunlight was shrouded in a crimson stench, and in the distant mountains and forests, pitch-black resentment soared into the sky.

Under Kikyo's guidance, she is now finally able to barely control the power of her left eye.

He used the scabbard as a sword, swung it a few times with force, and then followed closely behind Feng.

At the same time, he prayed earnestly from the bottom of his heart, conveying to Kujo Toru the news that a monster was attacking the village.

Kikyo and Kujo Toru were not in the village at this time.

According to Kikyo, several groups of bandits had been fighting each other about ten miles away, and the battle had been going on for several days.

The shrine maiden was a little worried that the situation might affect the village, so she decided to go and check it out.

Kujo Toru also went over there.

Fortunately, it's not far, and given Kujo Toru and Kikyo's speed, they'll be back soon.

They just need to hold on until then.

The sky was dark and gloomy.

It moved toward this side like a dark cloud, at an extremely fast speed.

Its jet-black feathers shimmered with golden light, and its three scarlet eyes were terrifying.

The area that should be a tail feather has a spine that looks very much like a human spine.

They were so densely packed that it was impossible to tell exactly how many there were at a glance.

The terrifying number made Feng's face turn pale:

"It's a Corpse Dancer!"

Since Yi Liuyi (??3) T E became the priestess serving Kujo Toru, Iki Hiyori has also been cramming on some Shinto knowledge. Upon hearing Feng's words, she immediately recalled the information about the Corpse Dance Bird.

This is a monster that was transformed from a crow that ate too many human corpses.

He is quite cunning and can manipulate corpses to disguise himself as himself, but he is not very strong in combat.

However, this "weakness" refers to a single individual, not the overwhelming swarm in front of us.

Did they come for the Shikon Jewel?

Feng watched the direction they were heading and felt a pang of anxiety.

In the past, whenever a monster appeared, my sister would be in the village and easily defeat it.

It seemed that as long as that figure in white robes and scarlet trousers was there, there was nothing to fear.

She longed for this and wanted to become a powerful priestess like her sister.

Now that her sister is not in the village, it's her turn to take on the responsibility of protecting the villagers!

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the fear on her face had completely disappeared.

Its small body was held upright.

I recall my sister's teachings to me.

Draw the bow, nock the arrow, and pull the string.

Spiritual energy surged towards the arrow.

His eyes were incredibly sharp, fixed intently on the Corpse Dance Bird flying at the very front.

Then, let go!