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

The world was a vast expanse of white, with countless water droplets splashing and shattering on the ground, turning into a hazy mist.

Listening to the pattering rain, Kujo Toru's eyelids drooped, his face full of drowsiness, and his left index finger traced across the wall.

Golden light, invisible to the naked eye, entered the wall from the fingertips, forming runes before disappearing.

"Organizing spiritual energy is such a hassle..."

Looking up at the empty corridor, he couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, only the three classrooms at the corner are left; once they're done, it'll be over.

He patted his face, forced himself to cheer up, walked around the corner, and arrived at the end of the corridor.

Thunder roared from within the dark clouds.

The blinding flash of light instantly illuminated the entire corridor.

A girl with long blonde hair permed into spiral curls was standing in front of the classroom door in the middle. Her snow-white shirt was covered with large blobs of brown stains, which clung tightly to her body and were particularly conspicuous.

However, she seemed completely unconcerned about this, instead turning to look at Kujo Toru, a charming smile appearing on her delicate face:

"Oh my, you cleaned it up pretty quickly. I thought it would take longer. I didn't expect that even in Chiba City, the Desert of Curses, there are still serious Onmyoji like you."

As she spoke, her smile grew increasingly alluring, every gesture captivating.

Her pale, slender fingers gently lifted the collar, picking up the stain:

"So, you threw that can of Coke that hit me, didn't you?"

Although it was a question, her tone was quite certain.

Another flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the rain intensified, filling the air with humid moisture.

Kujo Toru had already reached his right hand into his backpack and was looking directly at the other person.

A lustrous blue light quietly shone from his originally dark pupils.

The black uniform jacket fluttered in the wind.

He recognized the girl in front of him—or rather, her face; she was his classmate.

"Miura Yumiko... Is it okay if I call you that?"

"Sure, since I can't reveal my real name anyway, you can call me whatever you like, young man."

Yumiko Miura is quite easy to talk to, or perhaps she didn't feel threatened by Toru Kujo at all, which is why she was so relaxed.

"Then, Miura, can you tell me what exactly is here?"

Kujo Toru glanced sideways at the classroom in the middle; the sign on the door was blank.

In his view, the spiritual energy flowing in reverse along the entire corridor actually returned to its normal direction as it approached this classroom.

It stands out like a solitary island in the ocean.

Clearly, the "Miura Yumiko" in front of us has brought so many spirits here for this classroom.

"Don't make such a scary face."

Yumiko Miura chuckled softly, her supple waist swaying as she slowly walked towards Toru Kujo, showcasing the beauty of her youthful figure.

"Actually, I was just following orders to come here and investigate..."

The wind howled, and the sharp gusts of air tousled Kujo Toru's hair.

Her long, slender fingernails gleamed coldly, piercing straight towards his chest.

Clang!

The crisp sound of metal clashing echoed endlessly.

Sparks flew out along with the black nail polish.

"Kuji Mijima Kanesada, so the purification shrine still exists."

Yumiko Miura chuckled as she looked at her severed fingernails and Toru Kujo standing opposite her in a fighting stance.

"In that case, buddy, I'll leave this to you to handle."

Leaving behind a cheerful and witty remark, Miura Yumiko's figure disappeared from the spot.

All that remained was the raging wind and rain outside the window, and Kujo Toru standing there, holding his katana.

Volume 1: Chapter 4 A Rainy Night: Carrying a Knife, But No Umbrella

Kujo Toru stood expressionless, holding his sword, continuously using his spiritual power to probe his surroundings.

About ten minutes later, Yumiko Miura still had not reappeared.

Only then did he realize that the other party had truly left, and was not just planning a surprise return.

The opponent's strength is undeniable, especially considering that he is very strong.

It could even be said that it was the strongest non-human creature that Kujo Toru had ever seen.

It is far superior to the newly born little monsters like the Fog Lamp.

In the brief exchange just now, it seemed that the two sides were evenly matched, but in reality, he had been aiming for his opponent's chest and abdomen from the very beginning, intending to kill him with one blow.

He poured all his spiritual power into it.

Unfortunately, his opponent's strength far exceeded his expectations, and his full-force attack only managed to sever his fingernails.

There were no other results.

The world on the other side is indeed not so simple.

Kujo Toru thought to himself.

Over the past year, he has mostly encountered ordinary spirits, with only occasional small monsters or vengeful spirits newly born from filth.

This was the first time he had encountered someone with the strength of "Miura Yumiko," and a sense of urgency rose in his heart.

I need to find a way to get more experience points to level up!

The torrential rain outside the window showed no signs of abating.

Standing at the door, Kujo Toru did not rush to push it open, but instead entered the system's personal panel interface first.

He had just leveled up when he was fighting the Fog Lantern, and he still had an empty skill point.

Given the current situation inside the classroom, it's more sensible to use up the skill points and improve our strength first.

[Should I spend 1 skill point to upgrade the basic skill "Exorcism Spell" to a specialization skill?]

Yes.

Without much thought, Kujo Toru made his choice.

Although my family's swordsmanship, the "Purification Shinto Style," is already at full proficiency and can be upgraded to a mastery skill using skill points, in the current situation, it is undoubtedly more useful to improve my spellcasting.

I'll invest any extra skill points in Kendo later.

[1 skill point already spent]

The "Purification and Exorcism Spell" has been upgraded to the "Purification Yin-Yang Spell".

You have unlocked a related advanced branch called "Ritual".

Advanced branches? What tricks is this system playing on me this time?

Upon seeing these four words, some unpleasant memories from his past life immediately flooded Kujo Toru's mind.

He quickly opened the skill panel.

[Specialized Skill]: Purification Yin-Yang Technique (Intermediate 0/10) - Ritual Specialization (Cannot be upgraded)

[Rituals]: Among the known Yin-Yang arts, there are hundreds of types of rituals...

Alright, no need to look anymore, this damn system!

Kujo Toru closed the skill panel with a blank expression.

My premonition came true. This advanced branch is like a term in some games from my past life, providing a certain boost to related aspects of the skill.

Good news! When you upgrade your skills, you can draw free affixes.

Bad news, if you smoke it crookedly, you can't wash it off.

"Should I get myself a talisman to ward off bad luck...?"

Kujo Toru looked up at the ceiling.

He certainly knew about the ritual.

Whether it's the "Taishan Fujun Festival" that Seimei used to resurrect the dead in legend, or the Kagura dance performed by shrine maidens at shrine festivals, they are essentially both forms of ritual.

Its upper limit is indeed very high, and it is also very versatile.

His specialization in rituals will make him more adept at them and more likely to succeed.

However, the problem is that setting up a ceremony takes time.

Does this mean that when exorcising spirits, the opponent has to wait until I perform a Kagura dance before I can attack?

Just thinking about this scene makes Toru Kujo want to cover his face.

It seems that the only way to improve real-time combat power is through advanced swordsmanship or by obtaining a second specialization after upgrading the Purification Yin-Yang Technique to a high level.

But before that, let's see what's in the classroom behind the door.

The uniform jacket of Soubu High School fluttered in the strong wind, and Kujo Toru held a sword in his right hand, with a spiritual light flowing over it that was invisible to ordinary people.

Then, he suddenly pulled open the unlocked classroom door.

A fierce storm raged, with lightning and thunder.

The corner of the classroom was piled with desks and chairs.

The wet white gauze curtains danced in the strong wind.

The girl sat in a chair, facing the window, quietly reading the book in her hands.

Her waist-length black hair was ruffled by the breeze, revealing her ethereal profile.

Her thin, cherry-colored lips were slightly pursed, and beneath her pleated skirt, her shapely calves, encased in over-the-knee stockings, stood obediently together.

It's as beautiful as a painting.

It was as if even on the day of the apocalypse, the girl would still sit there quietly reading.

Kujo Toru was slightly taken aback.

Before opening the door, he imagined what the classroom would look like.

For example, it might be filled with spirits missing limbs, or the sealed place of a great demon, or some kind of special altar.

But I never imagined that a young girl with a love of literature would be sitting there reading a book.

His sudden entry startled the girl.

She sighed softly, tucked the bookmark into the book in her hand, and then looked up.

Upon seeing Kujo Toru's appearance clearly, his large, bright eyes widened slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the girl stood up from the chair, picked up her schoolbag and held it in front of her flat chest, her eyes fixed on Kujo Toru.

Like a kitten hissing in alarm, it's strangely adorable.

The chair fell to the ground with a loud thud due to the excessive movement, interrupting Kujo Toru's thoughts.

"I only knew that you, Kujo-kun, had low moral character and liked to throw Coke cans from the rooftop, but I never imagined you had become this depraved..."

A hint of fear flickered across the girl's delicate face, but more than anything, it was a look of utter heartbreak.

"Are you really heading down a path of crime?! It's not too late to turn back now. You have a long life ahead of you, so stop now!"

What is this guy babbling about? Do I look like a criminal?

Kujo Toru was bewildered by the girl's series of long and complicated sentences, and for a moment he couldn't figure out what she was imagining.

However, he soon saw his reflection in the classroom glass, standing with a knife in his hand, and seemed to understand a little better.

On a stormy night, a man with a knife suddenly bursts into a classroom where the student is all alone...

What a scene from the movie "Rainy Night Serial Killer"!