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

"Let's go, it's time to get the work done."

"Yes, Miss Ai."

In the mortal realm, the black wildcat glanced at the spiritual sword in the boy's hand and swallowed hard.

"You're using the seal as a sword?!"

"Is that not allowed?"

A perfectly reasonable rhetorical question.

Black Fox fell silent.

Will this work?

That won't do!

It has lived for over two hundred years and has witnessed all sorts of human methods.

Onmyoji techniques, talismans, barriers, shikigami...

But it had never seen anyone do that before.

Because that's equivalent to extracting the entire concept of sealing and giving it a concrete form.

Those who can do this are no longer human!

Kujo Toru glanced at his personal panel:

[Specialized Skill]: Kujo Seiden Purification Shinto Style (Intermediate 0/10) - This is a sword specialization (cannot be upgraded).

He felt that the seal was a sword, so it was a sword.

Today, no matter who comes, this thing is also a sword.

The longsword slashed down.

Changshi, who was already on the verge of collapse, finally couldn't hold on any longer.

It collapsed with a bang.

The wind and thunder roared.

One by one, the earthbound spirits turned into wisps of smoke and dissipated amidst the dissipating spiritual energy.

The black raccoon simply closed its eyes, preparing to revive using Hirata Keiko's body.

It vowed that it would never again travel around Chiba City.

There's a problem here, and a big problem at that.

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Volume One: Chapter Sixty: The Sacrifice to Return the Sacred Ridge

one second.

two seconds.

The death I had anticipated did not befall me.

It clearly saw the knife fall with its own eyes, and it could still feel the terrifying pressure.

The black raccoon tentatively opened one eye.

The world has completely collapsed.

Those earthbound spirits that were eternally imprisoned by it have vanished along with the mortal world.

The four unfortunate humans, unable to withstand the pressure from the collapse of the mortal realm, fell into a coma.

Now only it remained, its eyes locked with Kujo Toru's.

The night view of Shuangqiu Mountain is still magnificent.

Dozens of beams of spiritual energy shot into the sky.

The sword strike hadn't caused it any damage whatsoever. Instead, the stone that had suppressed it for fifteen years broke completely in two, transforming into the shape it had always dreamed of.

The seal has been broken.

But it felt no joy at all.

Because that spiritual sword still exists in the other party's hands.

The bellflower mark in the sky did not completely disappear.

It is still trapped by nine chains.

What exactly do you want to do?

A sense of foreboding washed over Black Fox.

"I'll kill you."

Kujo Toru's response was very simple.

There were no emotional fluctuations.

It's like stating a given fact.

Black Fox was not surprised at all.

The problem is, it really doesn't know what Kujo Toru is planning to do.

The unknown is the greatest fear.

“Demons have no physical form.”

Kujo Toru held a spiritual sword in his right hand and formed a hand seal with his left.

"As long as there are still people who believe in you, as long as your serving priestess still exists in this world, no matter how many times you are killed, you can be resurrected an unlimited number of times by using the body of your serving priestess."

"Although you are only a spirit, you have ultimately acquired a trace of the divinity of the earth god."

In the mountains and forests, one after another, illusory figures suddenly appeared.

His face was obscured, but he was wearing a hunting robe, a symbol of a priest.

He sat cross-legged beneath the pillar of spiritual energy.

Hands clasped together.

By the stream, under the trees, on the rocks...

The snow-white imperial coin fluttered in the night breeze.

"Click!"

Solemn and dignified chants rang out from the mouths of each figure.

Drifting in the night sky.

The black raccoon's eyes, which were already only the size of mung beans, suddenly contracted.

The hair on its body stood on end.

This is... a ceremony!

And it was an extremely large-scale ceremony!

It could tell that each of those illusory figures was a fragment of the paper spirit of the boy before it.

Normally, it can only be used as a one-time protective amulet and poses no threat.

However, that's not the point.

Rather, it lies in...

What exactly is the effect of holding such a ceremony with so many spirit fragments together?!

Since the end of the Heian period, no ceremony of such grand scale has ever been held in the world.

Black Wild Fox even suspected that the other party might mistake him for a peerless demon like the Golden-haired, Jade-faced, Nine-tailed Fox.

How could a deity from a remote rural area deserve such treatment?

The boy's face was indifferent.

Begin reciting the blessing:

"This is to inform Heaven and Earth, and to inform all the gods."

Obscure ancient phrases were uttered from Kujo Toru's mouth.

Dark clouds gathered in the night sky.

The air became heavy.

The mountain wind has stopped.

The stream became calm.

An unprecedented panic gathered in the heart of the black raccoon.

The chains rattled.

However, no matter how much it struggled, it could not break free from the seal laid down by the former sword priest and perfected by Kujo Toru.

This is a collaboration spanning fifteen years between two successive generations of Seifu Taisha (a shrine for purification rituals).

“Sever the divine fence and return the great calamity.”

"The Sacred Ritual is Returned!"

The last sentence fell.

Thunder roared from within the dark clouds.

A bolt of silvery lightning struck straight down.

It landed in Kujo Toru's left hand and transformed into a dazzling thunder sword.

Kuro no Tanuki finally understood what Kujo Toru meant!

A sacred shrine is a vessel, besides a shrine or altar, through which deities manifest themselves in the world.

Its divine fence is undoubtedly Keiko Hirata.

The so-called "Kami-gaze return ceremony" is to sever the connection between Hirata Keiko and it, and then force it to be made to suffer.

Bunkyo-ku, Tokyo.

Hirata Keiko, who had just returned home, was unaware of the situation at Shuangqiu Mountain and was about to get up to take a shower.

Suddenly, a powerful call came from the depths of my soul.

Immediately afterwards, an unprecedented pain caused her vision to go black, and she lost consciousness.

Her beautiful body collapsed heavily to the ground, and she stopped breathing.

thump.

A deep, muffled sound echoed through the silent mountain forest.

That was the heartbeat of the black raccoon.

It's warm.

A strong and powerful heartbeat.

To regain his physical body and be resurrected has always been what the Black Fox craves.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have tricked Akiyama Shoji into holding the Seven Luminaries Yomi Festival.

But it can't feel happy at all right now.

It clearly desires to break the seal and to obtain a physical body.

Two happy things coincided tonight, and what we got should have been a blissful, dreamlike time.

But why did it turn out this way?

A look of utter despair appeared on the raccoon's furry face.