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

They were all laughing and joking, unable to hide their smiles: "And it's a really cool title!"

"If you dare say that, I'll kill you!"

Yokota turned around and glared fiercely at the kendo club member who dared to undermine him, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Unfortunately, with Kujo Toru around, his meager intimidation was no match for the others.

They directly exposed his true colors:

"The minister's title is Chiba's Hachiman! Pfft..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the man himself couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Kujo Toru couldn't help but laugh, but he forced himself to hold it in, out of consideration for Yokota Tsuyoshi's extreme embarrassment.

"Hachiman Daibosatsu, thinking about it carefully, is actually quite good. The guardian deity of the samurai shows that he highly recognizes your swordsmanship skills."

I offered a weak word of comfort, but it only made Yokota's face grow even sullen.

"Laugh if you want. Once I beat that guy Dongtang Xiuluo this time, I will definitely ask the Jade Dragon Flag organization to change my title to Peerless in the East."

"That's probably going to be difficult."

"court death!"

Yokota, who was already furious, rushed to the man's side upon hearing this and used his chokehold technique.

The audience below the stage became even more excited than the audience on stage.

At Osaka Kamimiya High School, Kazama Hayato was quite resentful seeing the lively atmosphere at Soubu High School:

"They're still laughing and joking at a time like this. It seems they don't take us seriously at all, Akagi!"

Someone immediately stepped forward: "Minister!"

"You, go and take care of that Kujo Toru!"

"Huh? Me...me?"

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Akagi's face.

He did watch Kujo Toru's match yesterday. To be honest, he didn't see any particular characteristics in the opponent's kendo style, but he did notice that the opponent's reactions were really fast.

The reason he was able to achieve a 1v5 record from start to finish was basically due to his completely unreasonable approach of seeing and cutting back.

With such a preemptive advantage, he even began to doubt whether the so-called Purification Shinto Style was just something the other party casually mentioned to fool people, and that they actually practiced the Yagyu Shinkage Style.

Letting him kill the other party is just as humorous as letting Kakuzu assassinate Hashirama Senju or letting Fushiguro Megumi elbow Sukuna.

But seeing the expression on his minister's face, which seemed to want to devour him alive, he finally lowered his head and agreed.

"Okay, leave it to me!"

It seems we have no choice but to use the tactics we discussed last night.

Don't blame me, Kujo-kun, in a competition, you have to do whatever it takes within the rules!

The match between Chiba Soubu High School and Osaka Kamimiya High School was scheduled as the fourth game.

As time passed, nearly an hour went by, and the match between the two teams was over.

Overall, it was quite exciting, and the commentary was also very capable, managing to break down the offense and defense and probing into the audience bit by bit in the blink of an eye.

"So, what's the next match...?"

With the outcome of the match decided, the referee walked to the center to announce the pairings for the next game.

Just then, a huge cheer suddenly erupted from the girls' high school team competition area, which was separated by a white curtain.

Yokota felt his ears go numb from the shock, and it felt like the top of his head was about to be blown off.

Compared to the men's group, the women's group had a larger audience.

After all, it's not a crucial final. Watching a bunch of grown men wearing protective gear compete in kendo on stage is not as interesting as watching a pure girls' high school duel.

"What's wrong?" he began to inquire.

Immediately, a member of the kendo club ran to the curtain, lifted a small corner, peeked out, and then returned to report the situation:

"Someone in the women's team has taken on five opponents at once!"

Yokota raised an eyebrow: "Pretty impressive."

"Yes."

The person who had just returned from gathering information also remarked with emotion: "This is the first time in the main tournament that a single person has broken through a team, and it seems to be that Asagi Yoshino who was with Kujo this morning."

"so good……"

Yokota was truly envious now.

She's beautiful and skilled in kendo; where can you find a girl like that? Why can't he meet one?

Kujo Toru, however, was not greatly affected by the news.

Asatake Yoshino is, after all, a contemporary shrine maiden of Kenshin Shrine. While others might learn swordsmanship out of interest, she learns it to exorcise evil spirits.

The things they carry are different, and so is their level of awareness.

Not long after, a silver-white figure slowly walked in from the entrance.

Unlike the first time when she completely ignored Kujo Toru in the hot spring bath, this time, Asatake Yoshino spotted him in the crowd at a glance and quickly ran over to him.

"Lord Kujo".

Since their frank conversation last night, Asatake Yoshino has been extremely respectful towards Kujo Toru.

Despite the large crowd around her, she still meticulously performed a bow.

"I heard. Congratulations on advancing to the quarterfinals."

Kujo Toru gradually got used to the shrine maiden's personality and took the initiative to greet her.

"I was just lucky on my end." Asagi Yoshino shook her head, showing no sign of pride. "What about Lord Kujo?"

The referee's voice rang out at that precise moment, signaling the end of the third match.

"Next match: Chiba Soubu High School vs. Osaka Kamimiya High School. First-team players, please prepare to come to the stage!"

"Oh! It's finally Kujo-kun's turn!"

Inside the infirmary, Natsukawa Masaki lay on the bed and cheered when she heard the voice coming from her phone.

This then attracted the ire of the blonde bombshell, who glared at them.

"Could you please keep your voice down? What if you attract Teacher Jing's attention?!"

"It's alright, don't worry, I'll let you know when Xiaojing arrives."

The school doctor, sitting by the door, didn't even look up, focusing on fixing his manicure, and replied to the two of them in a rather indifferent tone.

It's just taking sick leave and skipping class to focus on the boy she likes, it's not a big deal, anyway, she can study these next few days.

Back in the day, she even skipped class to personally escort her crush to the Koshien tournament.

Although her parents later found out and broke two brooms in the process.

That boy eventually ended up with the baseball club manager.

However, these things do not prevent her from viewing these three girls as someone who has been through it all.

As long as it doesn't interfere with your studies and you don't get carried away by romance, youth is just that—youth.

But that kid Kujo is really something. He sent out a Jade Dragon Flag and managed to get three kids to skip school to watch his match.

He usually keeps to himself at school and doesn't let strangers approach him, so when did he do this?

Yukino Yukinoshita looked up suspiciously, feeling that the school doctor seemed to have misunderstood something.

She only started paying attention because the strange dreams she had before seemed to be related to Fukuoka, and Kujo Toru went there to resolve this issue.

However, she had a rather aloof personality, and it was not easy to explain this to people who didn't know the situation, so she gave up on explaining.

He turned his gaze back to the phone in his hand.

His body stiffened almost imperceptibly for a moment.

Meanwhile, Natsukawa Masaki's eyes widened in astonishment.

No, we've only been in Fukuoka for two days, who is this woman?

The phone screen was showing footage of the kendo ring.

On one side was Akagi, the vanguard of Osaka Kamimiya High School, surrounded by his teammates who were helping him put on his protective gear.

As for Kujo Toru, just by looking at the footage transmitted by the camera, Natsukawa Masuzu could imagine just how many people were watching.

The key point is that what attracted so much attention was not because of what he did, but because of a silver-white figure.

"Lord Kujo, is this tightness alright?"

Asatake Yoshino carefully placed the mask over Kujo Tetsu's head, her slender white fingers tying the straps for him.

"Yes, this level is fine."

Although there was actually some distance between the two, when the broadcast aired, it looked to Natsukawa Masuzu as if they were glued together.

My teeth are almost crushed.

No, where did this mud-stick cat come from? How does it know how to find opportunities?

A fierce glint flashed in his azure eyes, and a suffocatingly low pressure enveloped his body.

Natsukawa Masuzu is now filled with regret, regretting listening to Kujo Toru and obediently staying at Soubu High School instead of going to Fukuoka with him to participate in the Jade Dragon Flag.

If she were there, would anyone else have had a chance to do this?!

A harsh grinding sound echoed from the infirmary.

Looking at her expression, Miura Yumiko felt inexplicably relieved.

She had long tolerated this woman who kept pestering Kujo Toru.

There's nothing more enjoyable than seeing her get the short end of the stick.

However, she soon saw that Natsukawa Masaki's expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book.

Just a moment ago he was gritting his teeth, but the next moment, for some unknown reason, he suddenly burst out laughing.

"Looking closely, this woman is also a Blue-Eyes White Dragon. It seems that Kujo-kun really does have my type."

Now it was Yumiko Miura's turn to be unhappy.

"Superficial love-struck!"

He muttered a curse under his breath and subconsciously smoothed his long, golden hair.

Xia Chuanzhen glanced at her, said nothing, but a smile played on her lips. She gave a soft hum and went off to watch the game happily.

After receiving the standard bamboo sword from the staff, Kujo Toru walked directly into the venue.

The referee immediately came over and stuck a colorful flag behind him.

To ensure fairness, even the protective gear is uniformly distributed. Once people are inside, if they aren't marked, it's impossible to tell who's who during a fight.

"present!"

The two walked to the center of the kendo platform, their bamboo swords crossed together.

Just as Kujo Toru was about to announce the name of his school of martial arts, he suddenly heard his opponent say:

"Women only affect the speed of your sword swings. If you can't even recognize this at our level, you're already doomed!"

Akagi spoke with great force, uttering the words he had been pondering for a long time, intending to dampen Kujo Toru's fighting spirit.

He himself didn't realize that his words carried a strong hint of sourness.

Kujo Toru glanced at him through the grille of the mask, then nodded in agreement:

"Yes, you're right, I actually think so too."

Akagi's expression froze; he was completely stumped by Kujo Toru.

Dude, you actually made a girl put on your protective gear in public? Are you trying to humiliate me?!

He didn't realize what was happening until the referee's voice rang out.

Wait a minute, I came here to win over the opponent's mind, so why am I so flustered?!