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

It was a large snake hidden in the mist.

The crimson forked tongue flickered, and the vertical pupils, like full moons, stared intently at Kujo Toru below, a chilling killing intent spreading across the rooftop.

Black mist surged, and blood-red light flashed.

Natsukawa Masaki's body began to tremble involuntarily.

It wasn't that she was afraid, but rather that it was an instinctive and spontaneous behavior.

Is this giant serpent a deity?!

He was deep in thought, his right hand gripping his chest, breathing heavily.

My thoughts began to become blurred, and my vision gradually dimmed.

Only that figure facing the gods remains clear.

"Let's go."

The calm voice reached her ears, pulling her out of that suffocating state.

"Huh?"

Her azure eyes widened slightly, pointing in surprise at the horizon.

The giant serpent remained lurking in the mist, its imposing presence radiating power as it surveyed the rooftop.

"That guy..."

"It's just an illusion. We don't even know if the real thing is still there. It's just scary."

After explaining, Kujo Toru didn't even glance at the sky. He reached out and grabbed the former crown floating in mid-air, put it in his backpack, and then walked straight off the rooftop.

With his movement, the god-like serpent collapsed, the blood-red light disappeared, and all the strange phenomena vanished.

Only the black fog gradually dissipated with the night wind.

The silence proved that what Kujo Toru said was true.

Despite the impressive scale and palpable pressure, unfortunately, Kujo Toru's greatest strength was not in sorcery or swordsmanship, but in the ability to see through illusions.

Whether it was the allure of the fog lamp on the rooftop back then, or this illusion of a giant snake now, these are the things he fears least.

He had already seen through its true nature when the anomaly first began.

We went down the stairs to the first floor of the teaching building.

Natsukawa Masaki discovered that the original black mist had completely disappeared, and the main gate of the teaching building was standing there perfectly still, with the familiar campus right outside.

Is it finally over?

With this thought flashing through her mind, she finally relaxed.

I feel completely exhausted and just want to go home immediately, take a shower, and get a good night's sleep.

Tonight's events were too bizarre and outlandish.

First, they followed him to the school, and then when they realized something was wrong, they were forcibly dragged into the teaching building. In the end, they even saw the exorcism taking place on the rooftop.

Although Natsukawa Masuzu appeared calm, she was under considerable mental pressure.

Thankfully, it's finally over now.

She lightly jumped down the steps, looking at the bright moonlight shining on the campus and hearing the chirping of insects. She had never felt that the school was so welcoming.

Kujo Toru's situation was much better than hers, although, based on his experience, this was indeed a big event.

It was the nearly depleted spiritual energy in his body that made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Fortunately, tonight's harvest was quite good.

The intermediate-level demon "Ushi-no-Toki" has been retrieved.

[Level increased, 1 skill point gained]

The experience bar was filled to the brim during the training; it was completely full.

My spiritual power level also reached LV8.

Looking at the message "[Remaining Skill Points: 2]" displayed in the system, Kujo Toru thought for a moment and decided to keep it.

After receiving two skill points from the training mission, he had already used one of them to upgrade his swordsmanship.

It's just the specialization you've selected...

[Specialized Skill]: Kujo Seiden Purification Shinto Style (Intermediate 0/10) - This is a sword specialization (cannot be upgraded).

[This is a sword]: There are thousands of swords in the world. Benevolence is a sword, righteousness is a sword, victory is a sword, and even an arrow piercing the clouds is a sword... But for you, none of them matter. This is the sword.

I originally thought that the specializations I could learn in Kendo were limited to things like Iaijutsu and stances, but I never expected the system to give me something like this.

If he considers something to be a sword, then he can use it as a sword.

This is also why that demon-slaying arrow could utilize the profound principles of swordsmanship.

"Go home now, Blue-Eyes White Dragon. Consider that amulet a gift from me."

With a casual wave of his hand, Kujo Toru took out his phone from his pocket, found a number in his contacts, and dialed it.

“Tch, I’ll pay you back…” Xia Chuanzhen muttered, then realized what was happening, her sapphire-like eyes widening:

"Who is the Blue-Eyes White Dragon?! My name is Natsukawa Masuzu, I have a name!"

"Quiet down, Blue-Eyes White Dragon."

The call was answered, and Kujo Toru gave her a perfunctory reply before putting the phone to his ear.

Natsukawa Masaki's damned curiosity surged again. Instead of dwelling on that awful nickname, she pricked up her ears and began to eavesdrop.

"Hello, is this Detective Kosaka? Yes, it's me again, Toru Kujo."

"The location is on the third floor of the Haneyama High School teaching building. There are three bodies, two women and one man, with multiple fractures on the bodies."

"Oh, there's also a man and a woman who are unconscious, so please bring medical personnel with you when you come."

She casually hung up the phone, then turned her head and met a pair of eyes full of curiosity.

He knew, of course, that Natsukawa Masaki was eavesdropping, but it wasn't anything private, so he didn't bother with her.

However, the other party then took the initiative to approach, showing great interest:

"Kujou Toru? Looks like you're a high school student like me. Was that phone call to the police just now?"

"Are you one of those yin-yang masters from novels, hired by the government to handle these kinds of special events? Are there many people like you? Are there some kind of special organization?"

A string of words burst from her cherry-like mouth, leaving Kujo Toru speechless.

He was looking so listless just a moment ago, but now he's all energetic.

"I'm just an ordinary student." He glanced at her sideways. "Also, try to watch less of that nonsense. What era are we living in? Do you think it's like the Heian period with the Bureau of Onmyōdō?"

Natsukawa Masaki curled her lip, clearly disdainful of what he said:

"That's actually quite ordinary."

Kujo Toru glanced at her, too lazy to say anything more, and simply stood quietly in place, waiting for the police to arrive.

Meanwhile, Natsukawa Masaki seemed lost in thought, gathering her skirt and sitting down on the steps, her fair legs dangling in mid-air and swinging back and forth.

He was humming a little tune, looking quite relaxed.

Kujo Toru found himself unable to understand the thought process of this strange girl.

But thinking about it carefully, a normal person wouldn't follow a stranger here in the middle of the night.

Unfortunately, Natsukawa Masuzu thought the same thing.

As a girl who is 100% confident in her figure and appearance, she is starting to doubt whether Kujo Toru is even human.

Having gone through strange events with such a beautiful girl, isn't this the perfect opportunity to take advantage of her vulnerability and win her favor?

Thus, the two reached a consensus in their hearts:

Wonderful!

Before long, the piercing sound of sirens shattered the tranquility of the night, and two beams of red and blue light rapidly approached.

They drove straight in through the open school gates.

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Volume 1: Chapter 22 Detective Kousaka

Detective Kosaka, whose full name is Daisuke Kosaka, is a middle-aged man in his forties.

Standing at over 1.8 meters tall with a robust physique, coupled with his fierce appearance honed by his profession, he walked like a yakuza leader patrolling the streets.

At least that's how Natsukawa Masaki saw it.

Compared to the criminal investigation team in Chiba City, they seem more like they came from Osaka.

The person was not wearing a uniform, but a dark blue Japanese-style yukata. He hurriedly got out of the police car, his face scrunched up.

"Kujou, it's you again?!"

Daisuke Kosaka glanced at the teaching building, then looked at Toru Kujo, who seemed unaffected, with a headache.

They even emphasized the pronunciation of the character 【又】.

"Isn't your home in Chuo Ward? What are you doing here in Hanamigawa in the middle of the night, and what a coincidence that you've discovered another murder?!"

Daisuke Kousaka really had a headache dealing with this high school student.

He even began to suspect that the manga of Kindaichi and Conan were completely based on Kujo Toru.

Throughout the year, Toru Kujo discovered more murder cases than he received reports of crimes.

It's always in remote places, like abandoned unfinished buildings, construction sites, or riverbanks.

And without exception, it was always late at night.

Daisuke Kosaka really didn't understand why this kid always went to places like this at this time.

After this happened several times, fearing something might happen to him, Daisuke Kosaka gave him his phone number.

After all, at a murder scene like this, the killer will most likely come back to observe.

"I just can't sleep at night..."

"I know, you probably found it by accident while taking a walk again."

Kujo Tetsu had only explained half a sentence when Kosaka Daisuke interrupted him with a headache.

"Hey kid, don't go yet. You know the rules. Come with me to the station to make a statement later."

Shaking his head, Daisuke Kousaka greeted him.

Several criminal investigators who had been urgently brought in rushed inside, followed closely by medical staff in white coats carrying stretchers.

"I told you, can you please get rid of this bad habit of wandering around everywhere? It's easy to get into an accident."

Daisuke Kosaka lit a cigarette, the crimson embers flickering in the darkness.

He glanced at Natsukawa Masaki standing next to Kujo Toru, exhaled a puff of smoke, and then continued speaking:

"You even brought your girlfriend along this time... Can't you just focus on studying, going to school, dating, and getting into a good university?"

Honestly, if you disregard Kujo Toru's tendency to stumble upon dead bodies wherever he goes, and his habit of wandering around in secluded places late at night, Kousaka Daisuke actually quite admires him.

He is skilled in kendo, has an upright posture, and would definitely look great in a kimono; he is exactly the kind of man he has always dreamed of.

Thinking about his son again, Daisuke Kosaka couldn't help but sigh.

girlfriend?

Kujo Toru glanced at Natsukawa Masaki over there, and before he could speak, the latter had already given him a rather sweet smile:

"Yes, Uncle Kousaka, I am Kujo's girlfriend. You can call me Masuzu."

This guy...

Kujo Toru ignored her, but Natsukawa Masami, on the other hand, got carried away with her act, grabbing his sleeve and speaking with conviction: