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

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If his memory serves him right, Miura Yumiko and the other person actually had a pretty good relationship for a period of time.

But later, for some reason, they suddenly became enemies.

Given Yumiko Miura's personality, it's perfectly normal to worry about her.

After all, she may seem difficult to get along with on the surface, but she is actually a very simple person.

Not only are they quite easy to fool, but they can't help but care about their enemies when they see them in trouble.

Not to mention that she and Kyoko Toda were once friends.

“Yes,” Hayama Hayato sighed, his gaze falling on Kujo Toru. “So, for the time being, you should avoid arguing with her.”

A question mark slowly appeared on Kujo Tetsu's forehead.

They all wanted to grab Hayama Hayato by the collar and ask him if he was thinking straight.

Wasn't it Miura Yumiko who was causing him trouble? When did it become him and the other party having a falling out?

"Never mind, I'm going to participate in club activities."

I waved my hand, too lazy to explain any further.

Kujo Toru simply slung his bag over his shoulder and left the classroom.

Serving within the department.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a literary girl with long black hair sitting quietly reading a book.

The afternoon sun shone on her.

Her calves, encased in black over-the-knee stockings, formed a pristine white expanse between her legs and the plaid skirt.

The red ribbons on her temples softened her cool and aloof demeanor.

Her perfect profile seemed to radiate light.

She's a very good-looking person, but she has a rather large flaw in her chest.

Hearing the door open, the other person looked up, a displeased expression appearing on their beautiful face.

"Kujou-kun, even though you're already a member of the Service Club, could you please knock before coming in?"

Knock knock.

He knocked twice perfunctorily on the open classroom door and walked straight in.

He habitually pulled a chair from the pile of desks and chairs in the corner, placed it next to her, and then sat down.

The displeasure on the other person's face turned into a hint of disgust.

However, he did not speak again, but instead lowered his head and silently read his book.

The classroom fell silent.

Sunlight streamed between the two, creating an invisible boundary.

They shall not interfere with each other.

A hot, dry breeze blew in through the window.

The girl's black hair flew in the wind.

A faint jasmine scent wafted into Kujo Toru's nose.

Along with it came a faint, pungent odor of decay.

“Under the circumstances, you smell even stronger.”

As soon as he spoke, Kujo Toru felt a cold, piercing gaze fall on him from the side.

Yukino Yukinoshita's eyes were full of disdain.

He clutched his chest tightly with his right hand.

"I thought that threatening someone with a knife and harassing them were your moral bottom line, but I didn't expect it to have slid down to verbal harassment?"

"No, I'm serious."

Her attitude had no effect on Toru Kujo.

Compared to Miura Yumiko's constant breathing on him, Yukino Yukinoshita's sarcasm was as gentle as a spring breeze.

He squinted and carefully examined Yukino Yukinoshita.

The divine protection surrounding her seemed to have faded slightly.

I still can't see what the problem is.

Can I examine your body?

Kujo Tetsu said those words from the bottom of his heart.

In return, Yukino Yukinoshita replied with the words, "It's only natural."

"I'm calling the police, Kujo-kun."

Time passed gradually.

The golden sunlight began to turn red.

The streets were bustling with activity.

Everywhere you look, there are students who have just finished their club activities and are heading home.

They gathered in small groups, excitedly discussing where to go for fun later.

A beautiful sunset hung in the sky.

Without a doubt, tomorrow will also be a good day.

Yumiko Miura walked alone in the crowd, wandering aimlessly.

His hands, which were in his pockets, unconsciously clenched into fists.

She didn't know how she felt right now.

Even though Kyoko Toda had completely broken ties with her long ago.

Furthermore, she once spread rumors in junior high school that she liked Hayama.

Does she hate this woman? Absolutely.

Yumiko Miura always felt that the reason why Toru Kujo had become estranged from her and Hayama since he entered Soubu High School was mostly because of this rumor.

That's why she kept taking the initiative to talk to Toru Kujo, trying to explain the matter clearly.

Make it clear that you and Hayama are just friends.

It's a pity that every time he just gets a chance, Kujo Tetsu always manages to slip by and run away.

This woman caused me so much harm, and she looked like that when we bumped into each other the day before yesterday. Now that she's disappeared, she should be gloating.

But right now, she feels a tightness in her chest.

A beautiful high school girl suddenly disappears without any apparent suicidal tendencies, and everyone knows what that means.

She could accept that Kyoko Toda would become more outstanding and flaunt her success in front of her, or she could accept that this woman would willingly degenerate and disappear without a trace.

But the one thing she couldn't accept was the current outcome.

The only thing that shouldn't be...

Yumiko Miura stopped in her tracks.

Before she knew it, she had arrived at a somewhat familiar residential area.

The setting sun was like blood.

Several crows perched on the roof of the nearby building.

The shadow of the utility pole was stretched very long.

Some of the older house numbers have the characters "Toda" written on them.

Memories buried for years surged forth at this moment.

At that time, she and Kyoko Toda were still friends and often went to and from school together.

Because her home is farther from the school, the other person always gets home first.

Then he stood at the door and waved goodbye to her.

The old images in my mind gradually overlapped with reality.

In a daze, Miura Yumiko seemed to see Toda Kyoko standing at the door waving at her.

He was laughing very happily.

Just like back then.

However, when she came to her senses, the figure had vanished again.

Only the dark security door remained standing there.

He took a light breath.

She stepped onto the stairs, stood in front of the door, and rang the doorbell.

Then she crossed her hands in front of her lower abdomen, looking dignified and elegant.

"coming."

A low, guttural sound could be faintly heard coming from behind the door.

Immediately afterwards, the door opened, and a woman dressed in home clothes appeared.

She is Kyoko Toda's mother.

The other person's hair was somewhat disheveled, their eyes were bloodshot, and their face looked haggard.

Upon seeing Yumiko Miura, he was initially taken aback, then a look of joy spread across his face:

"It's Miura! It's been years since I've been here. Come in and sit down. I even tried to persuade the girl when I heard you two were having a fight, but she wouldn't say anything."

As she spoke, she grabbed Miura Yumiko's wrist and tried to pull her into the house:

"That child should be home from school soon, he'll be so happy to see you..."

He paused, speechless.

The right hand that was gripping the wrist fell limply to the ground.

A shadow fell over Mrs. Toda's face.

"..."

Miura Yumiko didn't know what to say, so she could only lower her head and whisper:

"Excuse me, has Kyoko... come back?"

Speechless.

Seeing the other person's almost imperceptible head-shaking motion, Miura Yumiko bowed:

"Sorry to bother you."

I turned and walked down the steps, watching the setting sun.