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

Within a five-meter radius, the rain curtain and the accumulated water were denied entry.

Just like a shrine, anything that the gods refuse to enter is not allowed.

Yuan Zhisheng stomped his feet hard on the concrete, breaking it and planting them firmly in his feet, trying to block the strong wind.

He succeeded, but he also failed.

Two deep furrows were dug into the ground.

Even the emperor of the Snake Clan had to retreat three feet in the face of this power.

Almost the instant the gale disappeared, Genjiro swung his ancient sword and slashed down at Kujo Toru, who was a meter away.

"...We respectfully request the Great Goddess Mijima Purification to enter Ashihara no Nakatsukuni and cleanse the demons and evil!"

The solemn blessing was quickly recited and completed.

The inscription on the Divine Sword emitted a faint blue light.

The blade seemed to hum softly, as if it were excited.

Then he simply swung his knife.

They came later but arrived first.

The broken tip of the knife spun into the sky and lay quietly in the puddles, enduring the erosion of the rain.

Blood splattered across the sky.

Genjiro's body flew high into the air like a tattered sack before crashing heavily to the ground.

A huge wound ran from his shoulder to his waist, almost cutting him in two.

There was no further movement.

"call……"

With a long sigh, Kujo Toru collapsed to one knee, utterly exhausted.

His golden eyes quickly dimmed, turning back into brown pupils.

This strike nearly exhausted his physical and spiritual strength.

The wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, but he had no time to pay attention to it.

"Such hard bones. It should have been cut straight through, but it only resulted in opening the chest cavity."

"It's still clinging to life, what kind of powerful demon's bloodline is this...?"

Forcing himself to stand up from his exhaustion, Kujo Toru looked at Genjiro, who had stained the ground beneath him red, and raised the Sacred Blade in his hand, intending to deliver the final blow.

He didn't want to delve into the complicated relationship between the young man and the priestess.

All Kujo Toru knew was that since they were already fighting to the death, it would be best to just kill each other.

The blade's tip gleamed coldly.

Without the slightest hesitation, he aimed directly at Yuan Zhisheng's brow and thrust downwards.

A thunderclap resounded.

A flash of lightning ripped through the gloomy sky.

The gray world was illuminated.

The rain reflected a silvery light, like a galaxy fallen to earth.

A gentle breeze carried a refreshing mist, diluting the stench of blood.

It also brought with it a chilling killing intent.

Kujo Toru rapidly flipped his wrist.

The ankle made a cracking sound as it could no longer bear the weight.

His body moved sideways for more than half a meter, almost touching the ground.

The divine sword blossomed into a beautiful flower in the rain.

Tiny silver stars scattered everywhere.

Those were all extremely small metal fragments.

Hidden in the rain, carried by the gentle breeze, it silently approached him.

They tried to cut his skin, sever his blood vessels, and blind him.

A girl wrapped in a black, tight-fitting ninja outfit appeared next to Genji.

Golden Eyes stared intently at the snow-white figure that was gradually moving away.

She bit her lip.

Deep within the pupils, flames burned fiercely.

She wanted to give chase, but right now, there were more important things for her to do.

Looking down at the uncertain fate of Genjiro and the wound that could be described as a ripped open abdomen, the female ninja quickly squatted down and began to provide emergency medical care, the effectiveness of which was uncertain.

Simultaneously, commands are being issued:

"Young Master is seriously injured, his life hangs in the balance. Notify the medical bureau to come and provide assistance!"

"Yaksha, Crow, guard the crossroads! The target is heading your way!"

Erii Uesugi was unaware that her invincible brother had actually fallen.

At that moment, she was like a carefree little deer, running through the streets in the pouring rain.

The scarlet hakama was lifted up, her smooth, fair legs swinging wildly.

Her dark red hair, bound up with sandalwood paper, swayed back and forth, sending out a series of glistening water droplets.

It added a vibrant touch of crimson to this gray world.

She thought to herself, "I've met some really nice people this time."

Look up and gaze into the distance.

The towering Tokyo Skytree stands there.

The spire pierces straight into the dark clouds.

Even here, you can still see its magnificent outline.

What can you see up there?

A look of confusion appeared on her pretty face.

However, the sound of footsteps behind her immediately interrupted the priestess's reverie.

A heavy object fell directly onto her back.

The faint smell of blood mingled with the sandalwood scent emanating from her body.

Even through the rain-soaked clothes, you could feel the scalding heat of her body.

That was a side effect of excessively stimulating the demonic power within the body to strengthen the physical body.

Erii Uesugi was at a loss when she encountered this situation for the first time, and she stood there stunned.

But soon, a weak voice was heard:

"I can't hold on any longer. Whether we can escape depends on you. Good luck, you troublesome pear..."

He turned his head away.

The boy's face drained of color, his eyes were tightly closed, and he leaned his entire body against her.

A troublesome pear? Who is that?

His big eyes were full of doubt.

However, after experiencing so many games, the little witch finally realized what was going on.

Her round face puffed up slightly, looking somewhat angry.

I am Erii, not Nerii!

Volume 1: Chapter 32 Invincible is a Negative Title

Grabbing the boy's hands, Erii Uesugi carried him on her back and ran forward.

However, she was a little shorter than Kujo Toru, and she had never carried anyone on her back before, nor had she ever thought about doing so.

So, Kujo Toru's body was like a sack draped over her, her toes scraping the ground completely.

However, the young priestess, who was being entrusted with an important task for the first time, was completely unaware of it.

She wanted to prove that she wasn't the annoying pear from the Resident Evil games who just followed the protagonist around, getting in the way and making noise.

She is Uesugi Erii, a fierce and terrifying little monster.

His steps were still light and quick, and he was overjoyed.

until.

Snapped.

The object he was holding fell to the ground.

Sewage splashed everywhere.

The boy in the snow-white hunting robe crashed face-down onto the sidewalk steps.

Erii Uesugi blinked.

He squatted down.

They carefully pulled the boy's feet out of the drainage fence.

It seems like I messed up.

Trembling with fear, the little shrine maiden reached out and poked Kujo Toru's nose. Only after feeling his warm, moist breath did she breathe a sigh of relief.

So what do we do now?

After tilting her head and thinking for a while, Eri Uesugi found the answer in the anime she had watched before.

He grabbed the boy's knee with his left hand and slipped his right hand under his armpit.

His seemingly thin arms contain extraordinary strength.

He picked up Kujo Toru in a princess carry and held him in his arms.

that's it.

She nodded in satisfaction, agreeing with the method she had come up with.

As a result, Kujo Tetsu's waist was completely suspended in the air, and with each step Uesugi Erii took, her small knees would slam hard into his side.

It's like holding a sandbag in front of you.

But the naive girl didn't see anything wrong with it at all.

Instead, I started thinking about a rather, rather, rather serious problem.

Where should I run to escape my brother and his gang's pursuit?

Her pretty face tensed up.

The boy's words before he fell into a coma and his complete trust awakened her sense of responsibility for the first time.

Erii Uesugi thought to herself, "I must respond well to his expectations of me."

She didn't even consider that the boy had run back, and what had happened to her brother.

In her mind, her brother was the emperor of the Snake-Headed Eight Families, the strongest hybrid, and could not possibly lose.

I'll definitely have to trick myself into going back later.

It's kind of annoying.

Lost in her thoughts, she had unknowingly run to the end of the street.

Two men in black suits stood in front.