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

He comforted himself with a thought and finally set off into the mountains, following the route map sent by his companion.

Kujo Tetsu, who entered the mountain from the other side, never expected that someone else would be like him, running up the mountain late at night.

Even if he knew, he would only suggest that these people pray.

They prayed that their ancestors would kowtow enough before Yama, the King of Hell, so that they could survive.

After rechecking my backpack and replacing the batteries in the high-powered flashlight, I went up the mountain again.

We searched halfway through last night, and we should be able to find the small mountain village hidden in the mortal world tonight.

Hopefully, Black Fox's current condition is as he envisioned.

This would allow him to activate the setup and attempt to completely eliminate it.

We walked along the rugged mountain path, sometimes sinking deep and sometimes sinking shallow.

A luminous spiritual light shone in his eyes as he searched for the sealing nodes, following the flow of spiritual energy in the air.

For each location found, Kujo Toru would leave a gohei (a type of coin) at the corresponding spot.

They were either tied to tree branches or placed under stones.

Some of the sealed nodes are located in tricky places, far from the path, or even in the middle of the slope.

Kujo Toru could only use the white bone sword called the Holy Corpse as a cleaver to forcibly clear a path.

As for why not use the Divine Blade to do this kind of thing?

The answer is simple: he couldn't bear to part with it.

Moreover, in terms of sharpness, the bone sword is still slightly better.

As time passed, one sealing node after another was found by Toru Kujo.

The flow of spiritual energy is becoming increasingly stable.

The abnormal locations caused by the broken seal are also clearer.

Instead, it helped him clarify his direction.

The moonlight is somewhat dim tonight.

The stream flowing down from the mountaintop made a tinkling sound.

Kujo Tetsu dug a deep pit by the stream with his bone sword, buried the last Gohei in it, and then put the stone on top of it again.

After all this was done, the entire Twin Hills seemed to tremble.

The azure glow vanished in an instant.

It was so fast that it made one wonder if it was an illusion.

The once gloomy mountain forest seemed to have become a little brighter.

Kujo Toru straightened up and turned his head to look in a certain direction.

This is the last node he can find in the mortal world.

The location of the remaining seals hidden in the mortal world is about to be revealed.

He exhaled softly, took the divine sword from his backpack, and tucked it into his waistband.

He jogged towards the depths of the mountains and forests.

Now it's time to face the Black Fox head-on.

Mizutani used a flashlight to illuminate the mountain path beneath his feet.

Point the phone forward, being careful not to include the three companions following not far behind in the picture.

He feigned a look of lingering fear on his face.

"Did you just hear that? That crying!"

"I'm not kidding, it was terrifying! My legs are still weak!"

"If it weren't for you, I would have come down the mountain right now!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a striking red message appeared in the live stream chat.

This means someone spent 10,000 yen.

Mizutani couldn't help but smile.

The program just now was really well done.

Even if he knew beforehand, he was still taken aback.

Forcibly suppressing his inner joy, he began to read the message:

"Thank you for your comment, Keiko-san. 【Mizutani, are you scared?】"

With his eyebrows raised and feigning anger, Mizutani waved his hand dismissively:

"How could I be afraid! I won't leave the mountain until dawn today, okay!"

The live stream chat was immediately flooded with comments like "A true Showa era man," which made him quite happy.

The audience is much easier to please than those rich women who threaten to hit you with steel wool at the drop of a hat.

Sigh, why didn't I realize sooner that live streaming was such a good business opportunity?

As Mizutani was still marveling to himself, he felt his clothes being tugged, which startled him.

Luckily, I managed to get my phone back.

He turned around and looked at the girl who had squatted down and grabbed him, his face showing some annoyance.

What is this woman doing? She scared him so much he almost gave himself away!

According to the pre-arranged route map, the next deployment point should be a few hundred meters away!

Faced with his angry gaze, the girl didn't speak, but simply shook her head slowly.

He pointed to his right side.

Sometime later, a small path appeared there.

We climbed up the mountain, winding our way along its contours.

A stone lantern is placed at regular intervals.

A faint candlelight flickered within.

The Ksitigarbha statues, about the height of a calf, stand on either side.

One half of his face showed compassion, the other half showed ferocity.

At the end of the path, an abandoned village sits quietly.

Volume One: Chapter Fifty-Three - The Ritual

Mizutani froze.

He had been sweating profusely from climbing the mountain, but the mountain breeze made him shiver.

At some point, the chirping of insects, which had been playing in the background, also disappeared.

The silence in the mountains and forests was so profound it was almost frightening.

If he remembers correctly, that area was just a wasteland, wasn't it?

No, it's also possible that he was interacting with the audience earlier and didn't notice this path.

But none of that matters. The key point is:

"What are you doing?! Didn't you say you hadn't found the village?"

Mizutani was somewhat annoyed. He held the selfie stick in his left hand and covered the microphone with his right hand to prevent the viewers in the live stream from hearing it.

Even though he lowered his voice, the girl could still hear the anger in it.

"I do not know!"

The girl's face was full of grievance.

When they came here during the day to set up the props, they didn't see such a road at all.

"Stop talking nonsense, what's next?"

The boy who was mainly responsible for moving the equipment interrupted their conversation and spoke in a low voice.

"What else can we do?" Mizutani was furious.

"I already told the audience that I came here today specifically to find this village, and with such an obvious road, how could I avoid filming? I had no choice but to go in!"

The last boy wearing glasses asked his question:

"But we haven't made any arrangements for the village, so the live broadcast might not be very effective."

"That's not all."

The girl was ultimately more observant, pointing to the stone lanterns on either side of the path:

“There are still people here using candles for lighting, and there may still be people living in the village, so we need to let them know in advance.”

Mizutani glanced at his phone screen briefly.

Because the scene remained frozen for so long and no one spoke, the audience began to ask what was going on.

Without having any other options, he could only make arrangements quickly:

"Never mind that, you guys hurry up and get into the village. Set up whatever props you have. I'll stall outside for a bit."

"Send me a message when you're ready!"

After speaking, he quickly took two steps forward, composed himself, and released his hand from the microphone.

"Sorry, it seems there was a signal problem and the connection was lost. Is it working now?"

Then, he stood there and chatted with the audience.

The other three took this opportunity to pack their bags and some basic equipment and quickly ran toward the path leading to the village.

After Mizutani calmed the audience down and covered up what had just happened, the three of them were nowhere to be seen.

That's pretty fast!

Mizutani breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Although he lost his job as a male escort, it was these three people who took him in and gradually built the team to its current state.

But a self-taught person is still a self-taught person; he managed to slip through such a large village, which was completely holding him back.

It seems that after this live stream, I can consider signing with a professional MCN company.

As for being ungrateful? Without their own face and mouth, they would have been drowned in homogenization long ago!

Mizutani felt no remorse for his decision.

They strolled around and chatted in the vicinity while waiting for messages from the others.

Suddenly, he saw a figure rushing towards the mountain road in the darkness ahead on the screen, flashing by.

But after he blinked, the mountain path was deserted again.

Only the candlelight flickered.

The stone statues of Ksitigarbha stand quietly on both sides.

It must be because the forest was too dark, and the flashlight beam created a visual illusion.

Mizutani gave an explanation that he could accept.

He did not believe in the existence of vengeful spirits or gods.

If he really believed in this stuff, he wouldn't have entered this live streaming field.

What era are we living in? Humans can go into space now. If gods and monsters exist, why have we never seen them in the news?

However, despite his inner thoughts, he still had to outwardly appear fearful.

"Friends, did you... just now... see a dark shadow dart past?"

The trembling voice, combined with the scenery in the mountains and forests, instantly created a terrifying atmosphere.