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

"You actually want to hand over the Shikon Jewel to someone else? Can you still be considered a priestess who protects the jewel?"

Tsubaki sneered, having witnessed everything Kikyo had done.

While feeling anger and jealousy, she was also startled.

They were terrified that the other party would suddenly grab the Shikon Jewel, spout some nonsensical words about bonds, friendship, or world peace, and then rush up and kill them.

Fortunately, for some reason, the Shikon Jewel seemed to have no effect on that living god, which relieved her.

I couldn't resist making a sarcastic remark to vent the fear I had felt earlier:

"If the exorcist clan saw you so easily hand over the Shikon Jewel to someone else, they would probably regret it very much..."

Kikyo didn't speak, but just looked at her calmly and drew back the bowstring.

The demon-slaying arrow, radiating spiritual light, was aimed at her.

Then, let go.

hum!

A flash of inspiration struck, causing the air currents to surge and lift the two people's long hair, making it sway incessantly.

Chun's face was grim. She forcefully cut the Demon-Slaying Arrow in two steps, forcing herself to take two steps back.

But this is not the end.

Kikyo was not discouraged at all by the failure of her magic-breaking arrows, which she had always used to work.

Anyway, this wasn't the first time this situation had occurred when facing Ama-no-Kurakumo.

Without much hesitation, he quickly drew another arrow from the quiver behind him and nocked it.

The movements were fluid and skillful, as if they had been performed countless times.

Draw the string, aim, release.

A streak of light streaked across the dim sky like a shooting star, heading straight for the shrine maiden Tsubaki.

The previous scene repeated itself, and the distance between the two sides widened once again.

There was no pause, and his expression remained unchanged.

Kikyo maintained a detached demeanor throughout, as if nothing could move her except for shooting the Demon-Slaying Arrow.

However, based on what he had learned from accompanying her for the past few days, Kujo Toru came to a different conclusion.

She was angry.

A very absurd idea suddenly popped into my mind:

Could she be angry because she was slandered for giving me the Shikon Jewel?

It shouldn't be... right...

Kikyo held nothing back with each of her arrows, no longer caring about the consumption of her spiritual power.

Since Kujo Toru asked her to help buy some time, she would do her best to do so.

However, Tsubaki was not in a good mood.

The Kusanagi sword was wielded with effortless grace, easily severing the Demon-Slaying Arrow.

But every time she tried to catch her breath, the next magic-piercing arrow would arrive just as expected.

It didn't even deviate from the target.

She could only watch helplessly as the distance between herself and Kikyo grew ever wider.

The veins on his forehead were bulging.

Anger and jealousy were gnawing at her heart.

The strength that had just been recovered was released all at once.

The hellish dragon, which had only recently subsided, roared once more!

"Prison Dragon Break!"

Accompanied by the shrine maiden Tsubaki's furious roar, a purplish-black sword light shone brightly across the heavens and earth.

A destructive storm swept across everything around it, pushing forward with unstoppable force.

The demon-slaying arrow, hurtling towards the outside of the storm, unleashed its pure spiritual power, fighting against the foul air and tearing a huge gash in the raging current.

But in just a moment, even more foul air surged up, and the arrows that had no follow-up were torn apart, becoming part of the raging wind that howled and swallowed everything in front of them.

It's much weaker than last time.

Then, it's feasible.

Kikyo calmly assessed the opponent's offensive.

He retrieved the bow, stretched out both palms forward, and formed the Kikyo Seal.

Spiritual energy surged, creating a barrier shrouded in a hazy glow in front of him, shielding him and Kujo Toru behind him.

The hellish dragon bit into the spiritual light, and the foul energy surged forth like a raging torrent, causing the barrier to tremble precariously.

Kikyo stood firmly before Kujou Tetsuya, her cool and aloof figure unwavering, refusing to budge an inch.

Long hair and white clothes with red trousers fluttered in the storm.

Click.

A crisp cracking sound rang in the ears of the three.

The barrier was covered in cracks and finally shattered with a crash.

The violent airflow lashed at her, carving two shallow furrows in the ground before slowly dissipating.

It was blocked.

The priestess secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Kujo Toru entrusted his safety to her, and she didn't want to betray her trust.

This is her principle.

If you've promised something, you absolutely must keep it.

But before she could catch her breath, an endless stream of foul air pressed down on her again, filling the world and making it hard for her to breathe.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared.

A fierce wind raged.

Dark purple lightning bolts weaved through the clouds.

The Kusanagi tree points straight to the sky, with a massive vortex of foul air slowly rotating around it.

The crimson light in the sky grew ever stronger.

It's already fully healed?!

Kikyo glanced at Kujo Toru behind her, but didn't have time to think about it, and continued to draw her bow and nock an arrow.

They wanted to continue to entangle the shrine maiden Tsubaki, just as before.

However, having already learned her lesson once, Chun wouldn't give her another chance.

The purplish-black sword light pierced the sky, stirring up wind and thunder, as if it wanted to pierce a hole in the whole world.

Her black hair danced freely, and her clothes fluttered in the wind.

His eyes were full of coldness.

"It's over, Kikyo!"

Then, the sword light sliced ​​through the heavens and earth!

Gone was the all-consuming storm; only the destructive torrent roared toward the priestess and Kujo Toru, who was struggling to regain his spiritual power.

The vortex of foul air pressing down on his head was instantly split in two.

The torrent surged forward, distorting the scenery, and the air emitted a mournful wail.

The priestess bit her lip lightly, looked up at the peerless sword that resembled something out of mythology, and her eyes remained unwavering.

Tiny specks of fluorescence emerged from the surroundings, flowing into the arrows on the bowstrings. The arrows began to emit a bright glow, dispelling the foul air and bringing light to time.

"You're courting death!"

Chun sneered and tightened her grip.

Kikyo maintained a clear and tranquil mind, reflecting the world around her.

The sound of wind, the glint of swords, the foul air... and the brief gaps that appeared due to Chun's emotional fluctuations.

The next moment, she loosened her grip.

He fired the most powerful and unparalleled arrow of his life.

The meteor streaked upwards, leaving a stunning trail in the distance.

No words can describe the brilliance of this arrow.

Just as the rising sun pierces through the deep darkness, the Demon-Slaying Arrow surges upstream, forcefully tearing apart Chun's confidence.

A torrent symbolizing destruction swept outwards, leaving the earth riddled with holes and countless valleys spreading outwards.

The mountains and forests were completely razed to the ground.

Thunder rumbled, just like the previous confrontation between Kujo Toru and Ama-no-Kurakumo, with spiritual light and purple light each occupying half of the sky.

And the Demon-Slaying Arrow was drilling forward through that tiny gap.

Despite its slow pace, it continued to move forward with unwavering determination.

After firing that arrow, Kikyo collapsed to the ground.

Instead of looking at the scene in the sky, he focused his gaze on Kujo Toru.

She poured her last bit of spiritual power into it.

What happens next is up to fate.

How could this be?!

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Tsubaki truly never expected that Kikyo could be so outrageous.

If it were the martial god next to her who made the move, she could barely accept it.

After all, neither of the two swords he carried was simple; this was something that Ama no Kusanagi had told her.

But why should Kikyo be chosen?!

We're all priestesses, so why is it that she can achieve such a level of power with just her Demon-Slaying Arrow?

Is her spiritual power really that terrifying?!

Tsubaki, who has always believed herself to be the strongest priestess, cannot accept the outcome of the exorcist clan entrusting the Shikon Jewel to Kikyo for protection.

Even though I've already given up everything and chosen to embrace the heavenly cloud!

Why, even after going to such lengths, can't I still beat her?!

Jealousy, anger, resentment... all sorts of emotions gnawed at her heart, almost causing her to lose her reason.

But he could only watch helplessly as the Demon-Slaying Arrow slowly pierced through the torrent of sword light, heading straight for him.

"Tiancongyun!"

His eyes turned a deep crimson.

The shrine maiden Tsubaki called out the name of the demon sword in her heart. After hesitating for a long time, she made her choice.

Resolutely.

Since I have already chosen to lose everything about being human, I might as well give up even this last bit of self!

She is now pursuing only one thing:

"Take me with you and destroy this flawed world!!"

"as you wish!"