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

Kujo Toru gripped his chopsticks tightly, looking warily at the old man before him, his body poised to strike, subtly shielding Uesugi Erii behind him.

Under the dim yellow streetlights.

The old man stood behind the platform, his gaze fixed on the little witch.

His previously hunched body was now completely straight.

The shadow fell on the two of them.

The air seemed to freeze.

The previous relaxed atmosphere seemed like an illusion.

The boiling water was bubbling and churning in the pot.

White steam blurred his face.

Erii Uesugi didn't know why the old man had suddenly become so terrifying.

But she still answered the other person's questions seriously.

[Father: Tachibana Masamune; Mother: Unknown]

As far as the girl was concerned, everyone she knew knew about it, and no one told her she couldn't tell anyone.

So she honestly wrote it down on paper.

Uesugi Koshi sneered:

"How come I didn't know that anyone from the Tachibana family was still alive?"

Not only Uesugi, but even the Tachibana family has appeared.

Does that mean that among the top three of the Snake Clan, the Minamoto Clan, which also went extinct, now has a successor?

Anger burned fiercely in his chest.

It wasn't aimed at the priestess in front of them, but at some audacious old bastards who dared to deceive the emperor.

The gaze directed at Erii Uesugi softened.

The old man's feelings were quite complicated.

No matter how unwilling you are to believe it, all the circumstances point to one thing.

The little witch in front of him was his own descendant.

Based on her age, she is most likely his granddaughter.

And that guy named Tachibana Masamune is most likely his son.

It must have been a seed that was accidentally left behind when an insurance policy failed sometime in the past.

Then it was kept secret by those old folks in the family, which led to the current situation.

It seems it's time to go back to that filthy family and clean it up again!

Even though he was very old, he was still an emperor!

Traitors should be executed!

The murderous intent in his heart was rising wildly.

Just then, a figure stepped onto the old street.

Her delicate face and fair complexion made it difficult to tell whether she was male or female.

A pair of golden eyes that shone brilliantly.

Volume One: Chapter Thirty-Five - The End of the Escape

Yuan Zhinü was not in a good mood.

Just a few hours earlier, he was at Gokurakukan in Osaka.

That was the lair of the demons, and also his palace.

After that old man, [Wang Jiang], personally gave the order, he didn't stop and went straight to Tokyo.

All for killing one person.

Looking at the ramen stall under the streetlights, he locked onto his target without much thought.

His delicate face was shrouded in shadow.

A pair of golden eyes shone in the darkness.

Unlike Genjiro's dazzling golden eyes, which were as bright as the sun.

His golden eyes were a lighter shade.

Like cherry blossoms in spring, like snow in winter.

Only that indifference and ruthlessness were identical.

He drew the knife from his waist.

He faced the gazes of the three men directly.

Beneath his calm expression lay a chilling killing intent.

"You're the one who severely injured the emperor of the Snake-Headed Eight Clans, aren't you?"

The tip of the knife was pointed directly at the boy dressed in a snow-white hunting robe.

Although it is a question, it is beyond doubt.

"Ruri Kazama, the Dragon King of the Fierce Demons, has come to kill you on the orders of the King."

The dim yellow light shone on the cold blade.

The next moment, the others had already rushed forward.

The preceding words were not an expression of intent to communicate, but rather a notification of death.

The bright red geisha robes fluttered under the lights.

It's like a beautiful dance.

The chilling blade struck like a thunderclap.

It went straight towards Kujo Toru's brow.

Simple, direct, and ruthless.

It wasn't just because of the king's orders, nor just because he was a man-eating demon.

The main reason was that the critically injured and dying Genji was his older brother.

Even if he killed me with his own hands, he was still my older brother who had depended on me since childhood!

Almost the instant he made his move, Kujo Toru had already moved.

This guy is in no way weaker than Genjiro!

Judging from the power of this strike, it even faintly surpassed Genjiro's.

His muscles tensed, his wrists flipped and rested on the hilt of the divine sword, his entire body stretched into a large bow.

This is the iaido posture.

What follows will be Kujo Toru's fastest strike.

But before that, a figure had already stepped between the two.

The blade pierced the flesh.

Blood drips.

Uesugi Kotsu gripped the blade of Genji's sword tightly with his right hand.

The veins on the back of his hands bulged, and his short, gray hair stood on end, making him look like an angry old lion.

The golden eyes were fully illuminated.

More dazzling than Genjiro, more indifferent than Genjiro.

There is also an extreme level of violence.

"Boy, who are your parents? And what are the Ghost Clan?!"

As the fingers gradually applied more force, the blade began to tremble and deform under the heavy pressure.

Genjiro attempted to draw his sword, but Uesugi Kotsugu clenched his fists tightly, and a power far exceeding his own erupted from his seemingly aged body.

boom!

With a clear, crisp sound, the ancient alchemical sword shattered completely in his hand.

Fragments flew everywhere and became deeply embedded in the concrete.

The former hidden emperor of the Snake Clan has finally lost his temper.

He completely shattered the peaceful facade he had worn for decades, revealing the hideous face beneath.

Uesugi Koshi lived his life in a daze, but there was only one thing he was certain of.

That meant that he was the only one left of the emperor's bloodline back then.

Because the three upper families among the Snake Clan who inherited the imperial bloodline, except for him, had all died long ago!

He thought that after he died, this evil bloodline would also go to the grave with him and be completely eradicated in this country.

Unexpectedly, I saw my bloodline one after another tonight.

The little girl over there inherited the Uesugi surname, while the unheard-of demon dragon king in front of them inherited the imperial bloodline.

Logically speaking, the little girl's father, Tachibana Masamune, should also be his descendant.

It's also highly likely that it's his son!

Uesugi Kotsushi was both anxious and angry.

Anyone who thinks they have no offspring would feel this way if they suddenly discovered a large number of children and grandchildren who are related to them.

Yuan Zhinü did not speak.

Because he was also confused.

Shouldn't only he and his brother Genji be the ones who inherited the imperial bloodline?

But strength cannot be faked.

No matter how much he didn't understand, the old man in front of him was undoubtedly the emperor.

It is a super hybrid that surpasses all other hybrids.

"say!"

"Don't think that just because you're my child I won't beat you up!"

The ferocity in Uesugi's eyes intensified.

He discovered that he had been manipulated by his family his whole life.

He was raised as a stud when he was young, and when he got old, he didn't even know that he had so many offspring.

He lived like a clown.

But fooling the emperor comes at a price.

He didn't settle scores when he fled his family back then, but now it's time for him to go back and face the consequences.

After we've dealt with this kid...

A series of crackling sounds erupted from the aging body.

It sounded like firecrackers exploding on the old street.

Thousands of bones were twisted together into a single keel under the force of the immense power.

It gave him power beyond his limits.

The light from the streetlights was suppressed by the golden eyes.

Oxygen is forced into the heart and lungs and burns rapidly.