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

That was an attitude of looking down on everything from a high and mighty position.

Just like the bright moon in the sky, it has been hanging high in the sky for thousands of years, unchanging throughout the ages, simply watching everything that happens in the world with indifference.

It was only at this moment that she truly revealed her status as the Third Noble Son.

"The first two things are the reward for the third thing."

She extended her third finger, then immediately withdrew it all, put her hands behind her back, and looked up at the full moon in the sky.

"Of course, it is fate that we met tonight. Even if you don't agree, I will still help you with the first two things."

Under the cover of darkness, her long hair danced in the wind.

Above them was the sword of Ama no Kusanagi, powerful enough to slice the earth in two, but to the two people in the Night Eater Plains, it was nothing more than a backdrop.

He turned around and waited quietly for Kujo Toru's reply.

"What are the specific details?"

Do you know "The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter"?

Tsukiyo asked a question in return, and Kujo Toru answered seriously, "I know."

Have you heard of this account?

With her back to Toru Kujo, she slowly read aloud a passage that had been recorded:

"When Tsukuyomi thought of his sister, he created a human form that closely resembled Amaterasu Daihi-no-Mikoto, but with silver-gray hair, the color of the moon. He named it Kamiya, which was also Tsukuyomi's mortal name. After a while, the human form came to life and stole Tsukuyomi's divine body. Then he disappeared without a trace."

“I have indeed heard of it.” Kujo Toru nodded, then changed the subject: “However…”

"However, there is no related text in the Kojiki or the Shokiki. It's just a rumor that came out of nowhere, right?"

Tsukiyo turned around, her ethereal divine aura vanishing instantly, and blinked:

"It's true."

"Because of this, Amaterasu was furious and believed that Tsukuyomi was tainted. She banished her from Takamagahara and demoted her to the mortal world, where she became Princess Kaguya."

He chuckled softly and pointed to himself:

"I just sculpted a doll of an older sister, and this happened. It's both foolish and unlucky, isn't it?"

Kujo Tetsu was speechless; who talks about themselves like that?

So this is the kind of personality a god like Tsukiyo-mi has?

"However, the story of the Bamboo Cutter was never performed."

The conversation suddenly shifted.

Kujo Toru was initially puzzled, but then his expression turned serious as he understood what she meant.

The story of "The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter" seems simple, but it has another layer of meaning from the perspective of Shintoism.

That was the process of being cleansed of filth and ascending back to heaven under the moonlight.

Seeing his expression, Tsukiyo nodded:

"That's right, I am still a sinner tainted by filth, because Kaguya stole my divine body and then lost it, so I cannot descend to the mortal realm."

"What is this so-called Divine Body?"

"Heavenly Feather Robe".

He spoke softly under the moonlight.

Having said all that, Kujo Tetsuya roughly guessed what she was planning to do.

The story of Kaguya, as told by Bishamonten, came back to mind, and it basically matched the version told by Tsukiyomi.

After stealing the Heavenly Garment, Kaguya descended to the mortal realm. Passing by a hot spring, she decided to take a bath, only to have the garment stolen by nearby villagers who dreamt of a celestial maiden submitting herself to her.

Unfortunately, the one who descended to the mortal realm was not a celestial maiden from the moon palace, but a humanoid being who had developed self-awareness and was corrupted by filth. In a fit of rage, she massacred the entire village, and was eventually sealed away by a passing sorcerer.

The Heavenly Feather Robe was thus completely lost.

"In this world, I am already a sinner forever, so the terms of the deal are: you help me retrieve the Heavenly Feather Robe, and then take me to another world to relive the Tale of the Bamboo Cutter."

Tsukiyo's gaze was very serious:

"Don't rush to ask questions. Sooner or later, you will return to that era. At that time, all you need to do is make sure that the story of The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter is told in the correct way."

"So, do you agree that there are gods from another world?"

Kujo Toru pondered for a moment.

Despite the many things that have happened recently, he has not forgotten that the reason Bishamonten descended to the mortal realm this time was to investigate Kaguya, who might break the seal, and he mistook him for the other party, which led to that one-sided unpleasant conflict.

After Kamiya is revived, the first thing she will do is to retrieve the Heavenly Feather Robe.

If nothing unexpected happens, this will definitely be one of his future training missions.

Kujo Toru has pretty much figured out the pattern of how the system issues training missions; as long as it's a major event, he'll definitely be there.

In other words, it was something that just happened by chance.

As for why the other party was so certain that he could return to the Asuka era in the real world, Kujo Toru didn't dwell on it too much.

After all, she is one of the Three Noble Children. Her ability to stop time in the whole world is already quite incredible. Who knows if she has foreseen the future through some means?

Therefore, Kujo Toru gave his own answer:

"make a deal."

Those two simple words made Yueyejian's lips curl up in a smile.

My mood is wonderful, even more beautiful than the moonlit night.

"Now let's fulfill the first two agreements. I'll help you deal with the Ama-Kusanagi and give you a gift and a great spell."

She held up two fingers and waved them in front of Kujo Toru:

"But this will be the only time. After that, I will fall into a deep sleep until you throw me into the bamboo. So I won't be able to help you with Kagami Kuya's matter."

Walking barefoot on the jade-like ground, he came to Kujo Toru's side and reached out to touch the moon rabbit on his shoulder.

"How about giving me a seat?"

The moon rabbit looked at her with its crystal-clear red eyes, twitched its ears, and rather reluctantly raised its front paws to rest on her hands.

Then, the white-robed nobleman's body suddenly disintegrated, turning into a stream of light along with the moon rabbit and entering Kujo Toru's body.

[Let me rely on this for a while.]

The voice of Tsukiyoshi echoed in his heart.

Kujo Toru simply relaxed his mind and temporarily surrendered his body to the Lord of the Night Eater.

He can regain control at any time if he wants.

[Remember this, I will only demonstrate this technique once!]

Time resumed its flow.

The dreamlike scenery of Night Eater Plains has quietly faded away.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the full moon in the sky.

The purplish-black torrent, like a collapsing pillar of heaven, plunged straight down with overwhelming force.

It wasn't the Prison Dragon Break, but the airflow it generated, driven by pure power, was even more terrifying.

The air itself seemed to tremble in fear of this sword strike, scrambling to escape in all directions.

Victory seemed to be within reach, but Ama no Kusanagi felt no joy. Instead, he looked up at the sky with considerable fear.

When did it get dark?!

Kikyo was also taken aback, then seemed to realize something and suddenly turned around to look behind her.

The god has now risen from the ground and stands proudly amidst the raging wind.

The person's aura is completely different now.

High and ethereal, unreal, and otherworldly.

It perfectly matches all kinds of imaginations about gods.

The bright moon fell from the sky, and along with the pure moonlight that fell upon the earth, it gathered and accumulated within the body of the present god.

Her clothes fluttered in the wind, making a sound.

Intricate patterns outlined in silver threads were visible on the snow-white hunting robe.

Solemn, magnificent, and sacred.

Two streaks of silver-gray quietly emerged from the depths of his dark pupils.

The Moon Rabbit's ninety-nine weapon forms were truly activated for the first time.

"The name of this grand spell is..."

"A mirage" or "a reflection in a mirror."

As soon as he finished speaking, a torrent of sword light arrived.

Then, it suddenly disappeared.

Without the slightest warning or disturbance, it simply vanished without a trace.

It was as if this sword light had never existed from beginning to end.

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Author's words

P.S.: I have an idea.

In the Legend of the White Snake, the White Snake uses magic to make it rain and meets Xu Xian on the Broken Bridge. Could this be a fantasy created by ancient people who saw snakes crawling into their homes after their nests were flooded on rainy days?

If you ask me why I had this thought, it's because it was raining early this morning, and when I went to the balcony to collect the clothes, I saw a rat snake, more than half a meter long, crawling towards me from the outer wall.

Then I poked it down with a clothesline pole.

Sigh, Guangzhou.

Volume 1: Chapter 180 (6K) Why do you bring all sorts of things home?!

Suddenly, two identical worlds appeared between heaven and earth, with the earth as the only dividing line.

"Illusion?"

Kikyo lowered her head, looking at her reflection below and that incredibly familiar pretty face, and couldn't help but reach out and press her hand against the mirror.

The witch in the mirror had the same expression as her, and also reached out her hands, touching them together.

There was no warmth or physical touch.

All you can feel is coldness and hardness.

It was as if the earth had truly become a smooth, bright mirror, faithfully reflecting all things in the universe.

If there is any difference, it is that in the mirror, in another world, a torrent of purplish-black sword light surges forth, irresistibly devouring the entire world.

In this world, everything is calm and peaceful, as if nothing had ever happened.

Kikyo directly refuted the theory of illusion.

But if it's not an illusion, then what kind of spell is it?

His cool gaze fell on Kujo Toru.

The divine aura emanating from him underwent a dramatic change; he was no longer the Martial God she knew, but another unknown deity.

"What's this?!"

Not only Kikyo, but also Ama Murakumo, who had completely taken over Tsubaki's body, was completely unable to understand the current situation.

Fear filled its heart.

He looked up in horror at the incomparably magnificent silver-white figure.

It doesn't understand.

Kujo Toru is indeed very strong, he admits that.