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

This problem is not difficult to solve; all you need to do is go to Higashi-Chiba Station early in the morning to wait for someone.

The worst-case scenario is simply waiting from morning till night.

That's how it was supposed to be, but now something even more troublesome has disrupted her plans.

On the approach to Seifu Taisha Shrine, two figures, one large and one small, were squatting.

The girl was wearing a beige jumpsuit today, which was unusual for her, and it completely covered her confident figure.

Her long, silvery-white hair was tied up and tucked into her bright yellow hard hat, and she wore work gloves.

The blazing sun hung overhead, and the scorching heat made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Even with cooling patches on, sweat still streamed down her forehead, down her cheeks, and finally into her swan-like, long neck.

He put down the floor tile he was holding and plopped down on the broken steps without any regard for his image.

Natsukawa Masaki straightened her legs, which were a little sore and had poor blood circulation, and rubbed her stiff neck hard.

Looking at the remaining work, which was still more than halfway done, he couldn't help but sigh and turned to look at Suzumoto Mayu:

"What should we do? Will it be fixed by this morning? Kujo-kun should be back soon."

The surrounding environment was very dilapidated.

The once smooth and complete stone steps leading to the temple are now broken into pieces of all sizes.

The trees that should have been growing lushly nearby were all broken and lying on the ground.

The ground was covered with fallen leaves and broken branches.

a mess.

"What do you think?"

Suzumoto Mayu looked similar to her, except that her clothes and helmet were much smaller.

Wearing it on that ferocious bear doll gave it a strangely comical feel.

The bear scratched itself through the helmet with its furry paws, its face scrunched up, clearly looking quite annoyed.

Most of this damage was left over from the battle with the invaders that night.

Of course, the intruder was very restrained throughout, and so was she, using Yin-Yang techniques the entire time.

The real destruction came from the RPG shot fired by Natsukawa Masuzu.

The effect was outstanding.

Not only did it destroy the barrier that guy set up on the spot, but it also ravaged the path to the temple.

The original scene should have been even more shocking; this is the result of the two of them working day and night to repair it.

It's just a pity that the area of ​​destruction was indeed too large.

Especially the explosive tags that flew out after the ammunition exploded, which spread the blast radius from a dozen meters to several dozen meters.

Even now, the two of them have only completed less than one-tenth of the progress.

If Kujo Toru were to return and find that his home had indeed been protected, but had been demolished—and by his own people no less—then what would happen to him...?

Suzumoto Mayu didn't dare to think about it.

"I think I'm doomed."

Natsukawa Masaki placed her hands behind her back, her voice completely calm.

Suzumoto Mayu also sighed, threw the stone brick in her hand aside, and sat down on the ground just like Suzumoto Mayu.

Then a very familiar face came into view.

He was silently watching the two of them.

"Yeah, we're doomed, meow."

He lay back, feeling utterly hopeless.

Suzumoto Mayu felt that she would never experience joy or sorrow again in this life.

"So, could you explain to me what 'minor damage' means?"

Inside the rear hall, Kujo Toru sat on the sofa, looking at Suzumoto Mayu and Natsukawa Masuzu, who were kneeling on the floor with obedient expressions.

The two had already taken off their work clothes and changed back into their everyday clothes.

Inside the kitchen, Kurokawa Kirizuki was busy at work. After a short while, he came out with a tea tray and placed three cups of tea on the tea table.

Then, carrying the tea tray, he retreated to the back of the Sha'er Temple.

Her identity was perfectly transformed from a shrine maiden to a maid.

However, she was not averse to it.

After all, the duty of a shrine maiden is to serve the gods, and besides, if it weren't for Kujo Toru, she would have already fallen into the underworld by now.

The delicate aroma of tea, accompanied by wisps of steam, filled the living room.

Natsukawa Masuzu first glanced at Kurokawa Kiritsuki with curiosity, then looked away.

Although she was very curious about why Kujo Toru went out to deal with the matter of Daimimura and ended up bringing back a girl, Natsukawa Masuzu didn't have time to investigate that.

Dealing with the current crisis is more important.

You should know that Kujo Toru called her the night before last to ask about her family situation.

However, since it was she who caused the damage by firing the RPG, she embellished the story slightly in her words.

She originally planned to fix it before he came back, but the situation was a bit beyond her expectations after she actually started working on it.

The repair work is too complicated!

She was just a high school student, and not some kind of innate master of earth and wood. She had already done her best to figure out what materials to use to repair the shrine's approach.

"Kujo-kun, let me explain... no, let me clarify!"

Natsukawa Masaki quickly spoke up.

"Yes." Kujou Toru nodded seriously, looking at the girl:

"Sit down and talk. Have some tea first. No rush, I'm listening."

He reached out and pushed the teacup in front of Natsukawa Masaki.

He was never angry about the destruction of the Seifu Taisha Shrine.

Because Natsukawa Masuzu was asked by him to come to the shrine to look after Suzumoto Mayu.

To put it bluntly, the girl shouldn't have had to go through this; it was his request that led to Natsukawa Masuzu getting involved.

Strictly speaking, he should thank Natsukawa Masaki for his help.

So, he really just wanted to understand how this "minor injury" was caused.

It's impossible to be completely unaware of the specifics of your home being demolished.

"Uh……"

However, his attitude actually put Natsukawa Masamichi at a loss.

She thought that Kujo Tetsu would have a terrible impression of her because of this and would refuse to associate with her from then on. In the end, she could only hide in the corner and bite her handkerchief, becoming a complete loser.

All the reasons she had prepared were stuck in her mind, and she couldn't say them out loud.

"This...that..."

The girl stammered, looking at Kujo Toru who was listening intently, and finally sighed resignedly.

He placed his hands on the floor, bent over, and pressed his forehead deeply against it.

He bent his waist low with force, creating a breathtaking arc.

He performed a fairly standard dogeza (prostration).

"Feel sorry!"

"I didn't ask you to apologize... never mind."

Kujo Toru let out a soft breath, shook his head, and decided he couldn't be bothered to dwell on the matter any longer.

He took his phone out of his pocket and started doing some operations.

A moment later, Natsukawa Masaki's skirt pocket suddenly vibrated, and her phone beeped.

The girl pulled out her phone in a daze and glanced at it twice. Suddenly, her eyes widened in surprise.

He suddenly looked up at Kujo Toru and blurted out his true feelings:

"Kujo-kun, with so much money, are you going to support me?! Isn't this moving a little too fast? Actually, I'm very rich; I could support you even if it were the other way around!"

Kujo Toru paused in his action of putting away his phone.

His eyes narrowed.

Looking at the Blue-Eyes White Dragon whose train of thought seemed to have wandered off into the distance, he began to explain, word by word:

"This money is for you to hire a construction team to repair the imperial road!"

If the two of them were to do the repairs themselves, it would take forever.

He didn't mind letting the construction team enter the purification shrine, as long as they didn't get close to the main hall.

Shrines are meant for people to worship.

"So that's how it is..."

Natsukawa Masaki was a little disappointed.

However, her expression quickly brightened.

Because she realized that since Kujo Toru had transferred the money to her, she should find a construction team.

Does that mean I'm actually in charge of his finances?

In other words, am I already the mistress of the purification shrine in his subconscious?

He couldn't help but snort inwardly and a smug smile appeared on his face.

Completely oblivious to the increasingly dangerous look in Kujo Toru's eyes.

At this point, words are useless.

Since Kujo-kun has responded with sincerity, she can only express her apology through concrete actions!

So the girl stood up from the floor.

Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded down.

His face was solemn and dignified, as if he was about to do something quite sacred.

Her hands slowly slipped inside the pleated skirt, briefly revealing her plump, fair thighs.

Soon, the skirt fell back down, and Natsukawa Masuzu held something in her hand.

Using the gesture of offering sacrifices to the gods, he lifted it high and presented it to Kujo Toru.

Two blushes quietly crept onto her elfin face:

"Please accept this!"

Kurokawa Kirizuki stood behind Kujo Toru with wide eyes.

No...no! You city folks play like this?! We country folks have never seen anything like it!

Kujo Toru's face darkened completely.

My blood pressure is a bit high.

He no longer knew what to say to this blue-eyed white dragon whose thought process was so unusual.

He could only cover his forehead and sigh deeply.

Suzumoto Mayu, who had been sitting obediently on the floor with Natsukawa Masuzu, suddenly perked up.

He tiptoed to her side and whispered:

"Are you saying you're really cold now since you're not wearing anything underneath?"

The silver-haired girl pursed her lips and glared at Suzumoto Mayu with murderous eyes.