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

This matter has already crossed the line for this group of people. For them, it is normal to spread dirt on their opponents and use some underhanded tactics, but to attack personal safety is a completely forbidden matter.

If they can bribe your elderly relative to kidnap you today, they can assassinate them tomorrow.

The Chinese are the respectable people who rule this country! How can they be allowed to fight to the death like wild dogs?

With their tacit approval, Soneya Kozo had no other choice.

"The Extreme Dragon God Group is a bunch of useless trash. I've been giving them billions in funding every year, and they can't even handle this little thing!"

He slammed his right fist into the car door, causing the entire car to shake.

This is also where Kozo Soneya is most angry right now.

He was well aware of the consequences of his actions being exposed, but he still did it.

Because what he wanted to do was never kidnapping, but to kill Yukinoshita Haruno!

Use her to fuel that woman's resentment, nourish the Killing Stone fragments, and let that little devil help the adult break the seal.

Will these things still matter by then?

But it failed.

He found the reason.

Those three traitors from the Extreme Dragon God Group who infiltrated the Ashikawa Group managed to send a message to Yukinoshita while they were guarding her, and they managed to get reinforcements.

Fortunately, it turned out to be a little devil who could exorcise vengeful spirits!

But it doesn't matter.

Soneya Kozo took a deep breath and turned to look out the window.

The night was deep, and only the tall torii gate stood there silently, observing the changes of the world.

Everything will be alright as long as we get the Sesshoseki shards back!

He did not believe the operation would fail.

Don't even mention that brat isn't in Chiba right now, even if he were, so what?

How many guns can one use to exorcise spirits?

In the darkness, a faint candlelight flickered.

The butterflies, emitting a faint blue glow, fluttered their wings and danced gracefully, scattering specks of phosphorescence with each movement.

The boy knelt on one knee, his voice very serious:

"Yes, Soneya Yasuzo believed me wholeheartedly and went all in on the Seifu Taisha, ignoring my warnings."

After saying that, he fell silent, seemingly waiting for a response.

"Let him confuse the issue? Okay, I understand."

There were no other voices, but he seemed to hear something and just kept talking to himself.

"I also plan to try to retrieve that fragment."

"Yes, I will not enter the sacred grounds of the purification shrine; I will only try it out with a doll."

"Has the master's arrangements in Daimyo Village been discovered?!"

The boy's face suddenly turned pale with fright, and he quickly apologized:

"It was my oversight!"

"If things fail here, I will immediately go to Kyoto to implement the second contingency plan."

The brief exchange ended.

The boy stood up straight in the darkness, his face cold. He closed his eyes and began to focus all his attention on the purification shrine.

He could sense that the puppets were already facing obstacles.

"Suzumoto Mayu, is it? She's just a benevolent spirit that hasn't been around for long. So what if she becomes Kujo Toru's shikigami?"

"Since we're both shikigami, let me teach you a lesson!"

On the approach to Seifu Taisha Shrine, the man felt cold in his body, but even colder in his heart.

Because of my younger brothers.

"Where have we been going? Aren't we always climbing up?"

"Yeah, boss, are you scared?! Think about that fifty million, think about the apartment in Chiba City's central district, it's a tower block!"

"Today is the day we rise to the top and become the elite! Boss, lead us on this mission!"

He closed his eyes in utter despair.

The man was quite certain that he had seen the crooked tree five minutes earlier.

Moreover, if they had used their brains even a little, they would have realized that they had already been running on the path for about ten minutes.

It's not like a regular shrine visit where you slowly climb the path. What shrine's approach is this long?!

This is at most a small hill about 70 or 80 meters high! Normally we should have reached the main hall of the shrine by now!

But these guys don't seem to have noticed this at all.

This, aside from the possibility that they were blinded by Soneya Kozo's promise, also fully demonstrates the quality of yakuza personnel today.

That's absolutely terrible!

Even someone like him, who started his yakuza activities during the Heisei era, couldn't stand it.

What was I like when I was a yakuza member in the Heisei era?

He was accompanied by his younger brother, a Showa-era elder, who was required to dedicate two hours each day to practicing his knife skills and honing his resilience.

Learn to discern people's professions to avoid offending those you shouldn't mess with.

You need to know how to interact with other people to make it easier to gather information.

You also need to have some financial knowledge, otherwise what if you make a losing deal? You also need to pay attention to the latest policies and be familiar with certain laws, otherwise you'll end up in jail and be finished.

As for paying attention to one's surroundings at all times and being vigilant about details, these are basic skills honed through countless surprise attacks by enemy groups.

From a cultural perspective, the older generation all had excellent calligraphy skills, and although our generation is not quite as good, we can still recite a couple of lines of Chinese poetry and write a haiku.

But what about these Reiwa yakuza?

You'll be able to recognize katakana!

They refuse to learn how to fight for a living, and all they do is squat there playing paper doll games all day. During their breaks, they even go to Akihabara to buy shameless things.

His favorite saying is that he'll open a milk tea shop after working for two years.

My favorite thing to do is to squat at the entrance of the high school and watch the female high school students leave school.

My biggest dream is to find a delinquent underage girl as my girlfriend.

He can't even find someone to take over his position, so he's in his forties or fifties and still has to stay on the front lines of the martial arts faction!

It's so densely packed, how did the Yakuza become like this?!

The man was furious.

If it weren't for the unsuitable current environment, I would have used what I learned from my predecessors to give them two Showa-era slaps.

Then he angrily denounced: Reiwa trash!

"Sutita, what's wrong?"

Just then, someone noticed that something was wrong with their companion.

The man glanced over instinctively and saw that the boy who had been playing with the butterfly earlier had his eyes closed and his face was deathly pale, as if something had happened to him.

It's not like it's a case of "Nine-Year-Old B Tumor Wife Dam k Person," is it? At this time?!

He felt his blood pressure rise and he felt dizzy. He took deep breaths and forced himself to stay calm.

Just as I was about to speak, I saw Sugita reopen his eyes.

His entire demeanor changed, and he even felt a sense of reassurance that this person was destined to be a pillar of society.

The carefree smile on his face was gone, replaced by a remarkably composed expression.

"I'm fine, I was just thinking about things. The boss is right, there is indeed a problem here."

The man felt an urge to burst into tears; he finally had a reliable person under his command.

Surprisingly, it was Sugita, whom I usually look down on, who stepped forward at this time.

You little brat! From now on, I'll raise you as my successor!

You will be the one to take over the position of the number one martial arts fighter in the future Extreme Dragon God Group!

Sugita's words seemed to possess a convincing power.

Although no one believed the man when he said that earlier, his words calmed the remaining three people down, and they began to carefully observe their surroundings.

Upon closer inspection, they all noticed something was amiss.

I don't know when it started, but a thin mist began to rise from the mountains and forests, clinging to the stone steps.

Looking around, the shrines whose eaves were once visible are now completely gone.

Only the path beneath our feet leads straight into the depths of the thin mist.

The mind, blinded by greed, instantly cleared.

A night breeze blew by, and everyone shivered.

The excessively desolate surrounding mountains and forests gave them the feeling that they were on a road of no return.

Someone spoke hesitantly:

"Could it be... that we've encountered something bad?"

From a young age, my family instilled in me a deep reverence for shrines.

Come to think of it, aren't they just like the villains in those folk-themed works?

Unbelieving in the supernatural, they broke into a shrine that was supposedly suppressing something, and then strange things began to happen.

In the end, they become victims who serve as a warning to the protagonist.

"Probably."

The man spoke calmly.

As a yakuza leader of the Heisei era, he wasn't particularly afraid of these things.

When he first entered this industry, he often heard older people from the Showa era recount what had happened to them.

Decades ago, the yakuza were not as depraved as they are now; they had never even witnessed bloodshed.

Those in the group who are prone to violence have all encountered similar situations to some extent.

Looking at the calm-faced Sugita, the man spoke first:

"Judging from your expression, you must have some ideas on how to deal with this, right?"

His mentor had told him that in such situations, one must not panic, and that there is no necessarily no solution.

The fact that some folk customs have survived to this day means that they have some significance.

Men don't know much about these things, so they can only pin their hopes on Sugita.

The other party did not disappoint him, and nodded:

"I learned a couple of tricks from the head priest of my hometown shrine when I was a child, and I hope they will be useful."

The boy, whose whereabouts were unknown, used Sugita's body to utter these words, providing a reasonable explanation for his subsequent actions.

He didn't want his hard-won doll to be too conspicuous.

If Kujo Toru notices this, then the master's plan will be in trouble.

"Then you can use it. If you need any help from us, just let us know."

The man nodded and temporarily relinquished control of the team.

However, Sugita did not take it, but simply instructed, "Just don't disturb me."

After speaking, the boy controlled Sugita's body and carefully examined the rising mist around them.