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

On the bright side, doesn't this mean that there weren't many monsters causing trouble in this era, which is why people subconsciously assumed that the shrine maiden was an imposter?

In her time, such a thing was simply unimaginable.

People living in a chaotic, precarious, and monster-infested environment wouldn't consider whether a shaman or sorcerer might be a fraud.

"This era is truly wonderful..."

And so the priestess uttered this sigh.

Although the boundary between the present world and the mortal world is fragile, it is still much stronger than the Warring States period, where living people and demons coexisted, isn't it?

"Actually, it's getting worse too."

Kujo Tetsu poured cold water on her enthusiasm.

The modern population is far too large, almost ten times larger than during the Warring States period. As a result, although it is a peaceful era, the amount of corruption it generates far exceeds that of the Warring States period.

Furthermore, with the gods gradually being forgotten, the collapse is only a matter of time.

The great monsters that will be born then will surely far surpass those of the ancient times.

As they spoke, the two of them stood at the entrance of a flower shop and turned to look at the alley next to them.

The alley was very deep, only about one and a half people wide, and next to it was a multi-story building with four or five floors.

Therefore, although the sun is blazing now, it is completely blocked by the buildings, making the alleyway quite dark.

The walls were covered with all sorts of messy posters and advertisements, including many from bubble bath shops. Kujo Toru glanced at them and looked away.

What truly attracted him was the lingering resentment in the alley, mixed with a hint of foul odor.

What happened here is self-evident.

"Even if there is peace, can this kind of thing still be avoided...?"

Kikyo sighed softly.

With the facts as they were, she finally understood why Toru Kujo had said that the times were actually getting worse.

He turned to look at the living god beside him and asked for his opinion:

"So, what do you mean? Should we deal with it?"

This is not the era she lived in. If it were the Warring States period, she would have already stormed in by now.

"Um……"

Kujo Toru pondered for a moment.

He recalled that in this era, there seemed to be a sorcerer who had once commanded a demon to attack him.

The other party was also responsible for waking up the clam, and the online hype surrounding him is also inextricably linked to this guy.

Yato seems to have a special relationship with that person. Should we get rid of this thing before welcoming Kagaya?

His thoughts drifted to other issues, but he gave the florist quite a fright.

Mustering his courage, he cautiously spoke, pulling Kujo Toru back to reality:

"Um... High Priest? Shrine Maiden?"

He had no choice but to do it this way.

He was sitting here that morning, leisurely waiting for young couples to take advantage of the holiday to go on dates and spend some money at his place.

Suddenly, an extremely beautiful and elegant shrine maiden appeared and walked over. If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad.

After all, she might be a part-time shrine maiden who forgot to change her clothes after leaving the shrine, but coincidentally, there was a boy wearing a hunting robe next to her.

That's hard to say.

He might actually run into real priests and priestesses.

In the end, the two of them stayed at the entrance of his shop, without going in, and just stood there chatting.

They even discussed whether or not to deal with it? What could this possibly be about dealing with?!

The florist felt a chill run down his spine.

You should know that a very strange murder case just happened here a couple of days ago.

Could it be that something is really causing this?

Under psychological influence, he now only felt that the air-conditioned store was chilly, as if a pair of venomous eyes were staring intently at him from behind.

"Ok?"

Kujo Toru had no idea that the florist's inner thoughts were so fascinating; he just looked at him with a bit of confusion, but quickly realized what was going on and pulled Kikyo's hand, heading straight into the alley.

"Sorry, sorry, are we blocking your business? We'll leave now."

"No..." The florist was on the verge of tears, wishing she could just rush up and hug his leg: "What I mean is, could you please leave a magical artifact? Name your price!"

Kujo Toru stopped in his tracks, a meaningful smile appearing on his face.

He gave Kikyo a look, signaling her to be quiet, then turned and walked straight into the flower shop. He sized up the shop owner until she looked on nervously before finally uttering a sentence:

"you know?"

"What...what could I possibly know..."

The florist managed a weak smile.

"What do you think? Someone must have died here."

Kujo Toru spoke in a calm tone, and without any hesitation, he directly said something the florist was very reluctant to recall.

"Yes."

The florist answered honestly.

He was quite certain that neither Kujo Toru nor Kikyo were familiar faces; they were not residents of the area and were unlikely to have heard of this matter.

That means these two really figured it out on their own.

Could there really be something wrong with my store?

With that in mind, the florist had already asked the question.

He looked at Kujo Toru with great anticipation, hoping he would give a negative answer, otherwise he would really have to sell the shop and find another way to make a living.

Unfortunately, Kujo Toru did not give a clear answer, but instead changed the subject:

"Tell me about what happened before and after."

As he spoke, he invited Kikyo to sit down in the flower shop, ready to listen to the florist's story.

Based on the lingering foul odor in the alley, it can be basically determined that there is a monster causing trouble.

But that's the problem.

This era is not like the Warring States period. This little bit of filth is not enough to break through the boundary between the ordinary world and the present world, and ordinary people cannot even glimpse the ordinary world.

Therefore, it is rare for ordinary little monsters to hurt people.

Unless it's a situation like when Hiyori Iki had her soul created from her body by the Great Luck.

There must be more to this than meets the eye.

It's too much trouble to go to the scene and investigate bit by bit; it's better to find out the situation from the florist first.

"Actually, I only heard it secondhand, so I can't guarantee it's true." The florist first layered his nails, then proceeded to explain what he knew in detail:

"I wonder if you, High Priest and Priestess, have heard of that 'Salvation Society' that's been making headlines online lately?"

"The internet?" Kikyo asked, puzzled.

"The Salvation Society?" This was the voice of Toru Kujo.

Soon, he remembered something that seemed to fit this description:

"That post about God ultimately saving the world?"

"Yes!" The florist slapped his thigh and breathed a sigh of relief.

If you know that, then the rest will be much easier.

"Could I also take a look at that so-called post?"

The shrine maiden looked at Toru Kujo.

There are so many new things emerging in this era, whether it's the internet or online posts, they're all completely incomprehensible to her, leaving her feeling a bit lost and unsure where to begin.

However, these things were commonplace for Kujo Toru, while she could only ask him for advice and trouble him with everything.

Kikyo didn't really like this feeling.

However, Kujo Toru didn't care about that. Instead, he borrowed a phone from the florist, skillfully found the post, and handed it to the shrine maiden.

"Swipe up to see the rest of the content."

I also taught her how to use a mobile phone.

Kikyo was very curious about this palm-sized object that could glow on its own, and the all-encompassing contents and functions inside made her deeply aware of the disparity between the times.

Even though the Warring States period lasted for 500 years before the Heian period, there wasn't such a big change. How come the last 500 years were like a completely different world?

The shrine maiden stared blankly at her phone, but quickly composed herself and began reading the post.

Meanwhile, Toru Kujo continued his conversation with the florist.

Although I found it strange that the priestess didn't even know how to use a smartphone, as if she had crawled out of some remote mountain village, my fear of the possible presence of vengeful spirits ultimately prevailed.

The florist began to recount the story in detail.

According to him, the murder that occurred here was actually caused by a man jumping off a building two days ago.

The police did come to investigate, but the final conclusion was suicide.

The reason is also very simple.

This area can be considered the city's red-light district. It was a pleasure quarter during the Edo period, and the man in question was a male escort who worked at a nightclub in the adjacent building.

He spends money extravagantly every day and has a pachinko addiction. He's basically living for the moment, not caring about tomorrow.

They even had to borrow money from their customers to make ends meet.

According to the police investigation, at the time of his suicide, the man had lost all his savings on marbles and still had more than 6 million yen in outstanding debt.

"His life was decadent, he couldn't see a future, and he was burdened with so much debt. Being a male prostitute is a job that relies on youth. Under the pressure of all this, he committed suicide to end it all. The police also thought it was very reasonable."

The florist's voice sounded somewhat wistful.

Kikyo had already read the entire post and, based on her knowledge, she basically understood that someone was definitely targeting Kujo Toru, so she listened very attentively.

But when she talked about this, she couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Is suicide really a reasonable thing to do?

For the priestess who lived in the Warring States period five hundred years ago and was used to seeing people living in constant fear and insignificant lives, it was completely incomprehensible why people in this era would commit suicide like this.

And nobody found it strange.

Although I only accompanied Kujo Toru for a short distance and was unable to see the full picture of this era, I was deeply moved by the bustling street scenes and the peaceful and serene atmosphere of the people walking on the streets.

It was a beautiful scene that people in the Warring States period could only dream of.

But why would someone choose to end their own life?

"Actually, the pressure in this era is quite great. Although this country does not face any overt life-or-death crises, there are always hidden killing lines."

Seeing the shrine maiden's puzzled expression, Kujo Toru casually offered a word of advice:

"In short, different eras have their own problems. Just as modern people cannot judge how people in the past should have acted, people in the past cannot judge how modern people should act."

The florist nodded in strong agreement.

At his age, if he hadn't happened to catch the tail end of the golden age after graduating from university, how could he have lived a peaceful and leisurely life with his own property and flower shop?

He's probably already competing with those old men who are twenty years older than him to drive a taxi.

Kikyo didn't say anything more, but seemed to be deep in thought.

"So, in reality, do you think that the cowherd's suicide was reasonable?"

Nine-Tiao Cheerqi 6-kick? One umbrella ba left WY t? brought the topic back on track.

The florist smiled somewhat embarrassedly.