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

The sound was amplified through the microphone throughout the entire venue and broadcast live to viewers across the country who were watching the Jade Dragon Flag final.

"Kyoto Hisamiyama High School has collectively conceded defeat, therefore, the champion of this year's Tamatsukuri Boys' High School Team Tournament is..."

He drew out his words, then suddenly waved his left hand, pointing towards Kujo Toru:

"Chiba Soubu High School!"

Cheers erupted inside the stadium.

No one questioned whether there was any foul play involved in the match.

Whether it was the unrestricted real-world combat with wooden swords that broke the rules of modern kendo competition, or the battles that went beyond the scope of camera capture, it undoubtedly proved that the intensity of this year's finals far exceeded that of the past.

Although I was disappointed that the trial ended after only one short period of time, I gladly accepted the result.

Meanwhile, the medical team members in the audience, whose white coats were wrinkled from being scratched, all breathed a sigh of relief.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

That's great, no casualties, it's truly a blessing from the gods.

Otherwise, their livelihoods would be put to the test of blood and fire.

However, their joy didn't last long.

The work is not yet finished today because the finals of the girls' high school team competition and the individual competition will be held later.

For Toru Kujo, however, this trip to Fukuoka has now come to a complete end.

With the matter of Daimura resolved, Yatogami defeated, and the Jade Dragon Banner brought to a close, the story reached a perfect conclusion.

Taking advantage of his divine nature, which makes him difficult to notice, he simply swaggered back in front of the reporters who were preparing to interview him.

Yokota, who was unlucky enough to be used as a meal replacement for an interview, was left there.

Kujo Toru felt no guilt whatsoever about this.

Since he is the head of the Soubu High School Kendo Club, it is perfectly reasonable for him to give the interview.

Back at the hot spring inn, the landlady didn't overlook Kujo Toru; instead, she spotted him immediately and congratulated him with a smile.

Kujo Toru responded with a smile.

After all, the divine characteristics only reduce one's presence in the eyes of ordinary people, rather than truly becoming an "invisible being."

In situations like the landlady, who is both familiar with him and cares about him, it's normal for her to notice him.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, he returned to his room.

I enjoyed a relaxing soak in the hot springs for one last night.

Since the room was booked with the kendo club's public funds, it would be a waste not to enjoy it properly.

The night gradually deepened, and then gradually brightened again.

Kujo Toru got up early, carrying a backpack, and stood on the platform of Hakata Station, saying goodbye to Asatake Yoshino.

Her companions had already returned yesterday, and now that the Yulongqi competition is over, she has no reason to stay in Fukuoka any longer.

Today I'm taking the Shinkansen home to have a good talk with my father about transferring to Chiba Sobu High School after the start of the new school year in September.

She also needs to talk about Dai Yucun's matter when she gets back.

"Well then, Kujo-sama, see you after school starts." (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated.)

Asahi Yoshino waved her hand, carrying her suitcase in her left hand.

The well-tailored high school uniform accentuated the girl's figure, and beneath the skirt, black pantyhose outlined her shapely curves.

Her long, silvery-white hair was tied back with a ribbon, and her azure eyes were full of laughter.

Behind her, Cong Yu, with green hair, stood with her arms crossed, watching them coldly.

"Be careful on the road, and send me a message when you arrive."

Kujo Toru waved his phone, completely unaware that he was speaking like an old father.

Asagi Yoshino nodded vigorously, her ponytail and hair accessories swaying slightly. Then, as the platform announcement announced that the doors were about to close, she stepped onto the train.

Suiori Town and Chiba are located in the east and west of Fukuoka Prefecture respectively, making it impossible to travel along the same route, so we had to part ways there.

Shortly after she left, Kujo Toru's train arrived.

I boarded the bus with the crowd and left Fukuoka Prefecture, a place where many things had happened.

Since it's Friday and not a holiday, there weren't many people on the JR line.

Yokota and his group easily found their seats and sat down.

The sight of several tall, burly men sitting together was quite eye-catching, which also served to deter others and had a strong deterrent effect.

At least from the perspective of Toru Kujo, who was sitting in the back row, the passersby in the nearby seats all kept quiet, afraid of disturbing them.

The entire carriage was much quieter now.

"Boss, how are you feeling? Don't throw up on me."

Once the members of the kendo club had some free time, the first thing they did was tease Yokota Tsuyoshi, whose face was pale.

After the interview last night, Sakamoto Heisan and Kazama Soto ostensibly celebrated Sobu High's victory, but they actually dragged Yokota Tsuyoshi to an izakaya (Japanese pub).

Perhaps because of their tall stature, and because of the Jade Dragon Flag finals, the shop owner did not realize that the three people were actually minors.

So they drank until 1 a.m. before finally bringing him back.

I only heard this from them this morning when I went out.

A faint tinkling sound came from the backpack.

Fortunately, Yokota was still loudly criticizing the two guys who had forced him to drink and refused to let him leave, which covered up the commotion.

A girl dressed in a pure white shrine maiden outfit floated out from inside and then sat in Kujo Toru's empty seat.

With his hands neatly placed on his knees, his face showed undisguised curiosity and excitement as he turned to look at the scenery rushing past the window.

"Don't cause trouble."

He whispered a word of advice, and after seeing Kurokawa Kiritsuki obediently nod, Kujo Toru ignored her and took out his phone from his pocket to pass the time.

First, I looked up some information about the Jade Dragon Flag.

After a night of buzz, the final match became incredibly popular.

In particular, the fact that Dongtang Xiuluo applied for a no-rules wooden sword duel has sparked considerable discussion.

It even seems to be overshadowing the Koshien tournament, which will be held in half a month.

In a country where baseball is a part of its national culture, this situation is quite alarming.

The final showdown between the two was edited out by the organizers, who cut out the casual conversation in between and uploaded it online.

Kujo Toru clicked on it and took a look. Inside were only the beginning scenes of Toudou Shura using the Tennen Rishin-ryu style to slash at him in close combat, and the scene of the duel where the wooden sword broke during the fight.

It only took a dozen seconds.

However, this short video managed to rack up around 20 million views in just one night and half a morning.

Because many people watch it not just once, but repeatedly, even frame by frame.

The comment section is filled with over 100,000 messages.

[Completely indistinguishable; are these two even human?]

Have you considered making a live-action Rurouni Kenshin movie? I think he'd be perfect for playing Kenshin Himura and Soujiro Seta.

[I think they should just make a live-action Bleach movie. One Ichigo Kurosaki, one Sosuke Aizen—perfect.]

[The calculations show that if the wooden knife wasn't tampered with, based on the performance in the video, giving these two men a real knife would be enough to cut through a tank track.]

This is the general consensus, along with some skepticism and calculations by so-called data experts.

However, despite this, Kujo Toru's terrifying record of single-handedly defeating five opponents from start to finish still severely challenged these people's values.

Many people have even become interested in Kendo because of this.

After all, who didn't fantasize about being a swordsman who emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood when they watched sword movies as a child?

Some less popular sports are quite envious of this.

After all, swordsmanship has always been in a state of semi-living existence. If everyone were to live like this, that would be one thing.

But how did you suddenly get hit by such immense wealth?

You've become a young master, but I'm still a poor guy!

Of all these, Go (the board game) reacted the most strongly.

All of these are sports with a rich history, so why is it that only Kendo can experience a second spring?

Go had its golden age fifty or sixty years ago, so why doesn't this kind of good fortune fall on my head?

So, Kujo Toru found the Tokyo Go Association's comment under the video posted by the official Yulongqi website:

We sincerely admire the outstanding performance of the two kendo players, but please don't forget that Go is also a sport with a long history. The Meijin title match will be held in Kyoto at the end of August this year, and we hope you will pay attention.

Aside from the blatant attempt to ride the wave of popularity, the sourness was palpable even through the screen.

Unfortunately, there were still very few replies.

If Yulongqi's official account hadn't specifically responded, it might have been mistaken for a fake account.

Shaking his head, Kujo Toru immediately closed the software.

He has no interest in these sports, and after this Jade Dragon Flag competition, he will not participate in any other kendo competitions.

I'm only paying attention to this because I want to see how far things have escalated.

Fortunately, although the video was very popular, the focus was mainly on his duel with Dongtang Xiuluo. At most, people were familiar with his name but did not specifically search for or learn about him.

Those who truly remember him are probably the kendo competitors and enthusiasts.

Daily life should not be disturbed.

Although he always wanted more worshippers for the purification shrine, it didn't mean he wanted his normal life to be disrupted.

However, as he thought about this, he suddenly remembered something important.

The night before last, Suzumoto Mayu said that she had dealt with the intruders and was mostly unharmed, although the battle was quite intense and the approach to the temple was slightly damaged.

When I called Natsukawa Masaki later, she hesitated and wouldn't even take a picture.

This "minor damage" probably doesn't mean the house was demolished, right?

Could it be that Kurokawa Kirizuki won't even have a place to stay on his first night back with him?

The pure white-clad shrine maiden suddenly turned around, withdrawing her gaze from the scenery outside the window, and found that Kujo Toru was looking at her.

His eyes were filled with...pity?

What's going on? Nothing strange has happened.

Could it be that there are some aftereffects after I transformed into a tsukumogami?

Kurokawa Kirizuki blinked.

I have absolutely no idea what's going on.

Volume 1: Chapter 213 (4K) Are you really cold now that you're not wearing anything underneath?

Natsukawa Masaki is in a hurry.

Because today is the day that Kujo Toru returns.

She wanted to say something to Kujo Toru the moment she got off the train:

Welcome back.

Because if you put yourself in their shoes, imagine how hard it is for you to come home after a week of hard work and travel.

Just as I was getting off the bus and considering whether to walk back or take a taxi, someone suddenly stood at the station entrance and said this to me.

This is simply too sacred, isn't it?

Unfortunately, she didn't know the specific train number, and Toru Kujo only said to check the JR line operation schedule for that day.