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

As a result, the four survivors also lost their memories of their time in the mortal world.

After creating a dream for the group, he left Bajie City overnight.

From the beginning, he only deduced from Akiyama Shoji's condition that Kurono Tanuki was not in good condition, so he decided to go and find out the situation first.

I never expected that so many things would happen by accident afterward.

Even now, looking back, this battle was nothing short of a miracle born from a combination of coincidences.

If it weren't for the seal left behind by the previous swordsman fifteen years ago, he would never have had the idea of ​​completely defeating the Black Wild Fox.

If it weren't for the fact that his Yin-Yang Arts specialization randomly assigned him the [Ritual] skill, he wouldn't have been able to stack the ritual of the Divine Fence Return Ritual on top of the seal.

Moreover, it was set up by a single person in just two days.

If he hadn't randomly acquired the "This is a Sword" skill through his swordsmanship specialization, he wouldn't have been able to kill the Black Fox so cleanly and decisively.

However, the final results were quite fruitful.

On the retina, the system panel is slowly scrolling:

[The century-old raccoon dog (a malevolent spirit) has been recovered]

[Level increased, 2 skill point gained]

[Spiritual Power Level: LV11]

[Because your spiritual power level has increased to LV10, you have gained one chance for a random talent awakening.]

Should it be used immediately?

No.

Kujo Toru had no idea what this system's so-called random talent awakening was.

But now he gets a headache just looking at two random things.

Since we're still on the JR line, it's safer to wait until we get back to the shrine before making any further plans.

The experience points given by the Black Fox allowed him to level up twice in a row. With the previous two trials and several level-ups, he now has 7 free skill points.

With just 3 more points, I can choose to max out either Onmyodo or Kendo and upgrade it to a high-level skill.

At that time, he will also have a second chance to draw a specialization.

Today is Thursday.

In other words, the cooldown time for the training will be refreshed tomorrow night.

If you're lucky, you'll have enough by the end of the training.

Moreover, this time, the experience also created a completely new world.

Kujo Toru wanted to go and see.

Volume 1: Author's Note on the Release of the Book

The usual launch announcement segment.

First, I apologize.

This week, due to health and sleep schedule issues, I was unable to keep my promise to do Saturdays. It was my fault, and I'm truly sorry.

I took the day off today to go to the hospital for a check-up. My heart rate was a bit irregular, my creatinine and uric acid levels were too high, but otherwise there weren't any major problems.

There's not much else to say, so let's focus on the updates after the product launch.

I will try my best to ensure 8,000 words per day, which is two chapters of 4,000 words each.

As for the bounty, I'm too embarrassed to accept the promised update this week. I'll leave it up to you guys to decide what to do next.

I won't say anything like playing the victim.

Anyway, I'll write seriously. If you think it's okay, please subscribe. There's no need to talk about other things.

That's about it.

I hope everyone goes to bed early and stays healthy.

Volume One: Chapter Sixty-Two: The Phosphorus Gas, the Death of the Flag, and the Unknown Chapter of Tomb Sweeping

Get off at Higashi-Chiba Station.

Looking at the surrounding high-rise buildings and the traffic on the street, Kujo Toru finally relaxed completely.

came back.

The city of Hachijo appears too old-fashioned; you can hardly see any young people on the streets, and the buildings seem to have been frozen in the past twenty years.

Tokyo is bustling and modern, but it's too oppressive.

Everyone is busy making a living, becoming a cog in the machine that keeps this huge city running, never able to stop for a moment.

In comparison, he still preferred the feeling that Chiba City gave him.

While developing closer to Tokyo, the pace of life is not as fast as in Tokyo.

Very relaxed.

There are no security checks on the JR line, and you don't even need to show your ID to buy a ticket, so even though Kujo Toru was carrying two sharp blades in his bag, he didn't encounter any trouble along the way.

Carrying my bag, I endured the muscle soreness and walked towards Seifu Taisha Shrine.

The weather is very refreshing today.

The sun wasn't as scorching as it had been a few days ago.

Students in uniforms can be seen running around the streets from time to time, trying to get to school before the bell rings.

The shop windows reflected the street's shadow.

As he passed a store that specialized in selling Sony electronics, Toru Kujo stopped.

Standing in front of the shop window, looking at the television inside.

The NHK television program is playing on it.

"...Yesterday, a rare celestial phenomenon was reported on the internet in Bajie City. Local residents believed it was a miracle performed by Takemikazuchi. Later that night, a small-scale collapse occurred on Shuangqiu Mountain. So today, we have specially invited geological experts to help us understand the mystery."

After finishing her speech, the female host, dressed in a beige suit, took out several photos that had been circulating online.

These photos also caught the eye of Toru Kujo.

Because that was the strange phenomenon that occurred last night when he was fighting off the black raccoon.

Although he had browsed the internet while in the car and found that it hadn't attracted much attention in society, he still wanted to pay attention to the media and official attitudes toward the matter.

"Actually, this is a magnetic field phenomenon similar to the aurora."

The experts sat there, speaking eloquently, and offering their explanations:

"It must be because a small earthquake occurred in Shuangqiu Mountain last night, which caused changes in the geological magnetic field and produced this phenomenon."

"This situation is very rare, so it's understandable to suspect it's a miracle. However, in this day and age, we should still look at this matter with a scientific eye."

The expert then laughed:

"Speaking of this, I'm reminded of the days ten years ago when mobile phone photos weren't clear enough. There were so-called urban legend photos everywhere. But now that mobile phone pixels are getting clearer and clearer, these urban legend photos are still blurry."

The female host laughed along, and the two chatted casually for a few more minutes before turning the conversation to other news.

Kujo Toru withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward.

The media also treated this incident as just one example among countless fake paranormal videos and photos used to gain traffic, simply using it as fodder for conversation.

When he was exorcising the black raccoon, he deliberately used his spiritual power to conceal all his physical characteristics and even left a paper exorcism clone at the campsite beforehand.

When the strange phenomenon occurred in the sky, his paper-disguised clone was filming along with the people who were still at the campsite.

Even if an investigation were to be conducted, he would just be an ordinary high school student who skipped class to play at Shuangqiu Mountain, and all the people at the campsite would be witnesses.

This is the downside of not liking to set up surveillance cameras everywhere.

However, the authorities don't seem to care about this at all.

After all, similar paranormal rumors fly around on the internet every day. The Kisaragi Station alone has spawned no fewer than a dozen versions, each with its own videos and photos.

Some mayors of remote cities have even taken the lead in organizing these kinds of events, with the aim of attracting tourists.

Even if a single piece of true information is mixed in with thousands of fake news, it will still be perceived as fake.

The streets gradually became bustling, but Kujo Toru didn't take the main road; instead, he went straight into the alley.

He didn't plan to go back to the shrine immediately, but wanted to go somewhere else first.

As you wander through the narrow alleyways, the hustle and bustle of the city is gradually left behind.

Seifu Taisha is quiet because there are usually few people around.

The area is quiet because people passing by unconsciously lower their voices.

The shadows of the trees were dappled.

The faint sound of crying could be heard coming from inside the iron fence.

The marble tombstones are arranged in neat rows, giving a sense of oppression.

Deep inside the cemetery, a funeral was being held.

Friends and relatives dressed in black mourning clothes stood on both sides, comforting the deceased's family while witnessing the burial of the ashes.

Kujo Toru stopped in front of a flower shop outside the cemetery.

He placed a banknote on the counter and tapped it lightly, startling the drowsy shopkeeper awake.

"Excuse me, I'd like two bunches of white chrysanthemums."

The shop owner slowly walked outside, picked out two bunches of white chrysanthemums in full bloom, wrapped them in newspaper, and handed them to Kujo Toru.

"Are you a relative of the family inside?"

"No, I'm here to pay respects at the grave; today is the anniversary of their death."

After a brief exchange, the shop owner returned to his chair.

Kujo Toru kept his eyes straight ahead and walked directly into the deepest part of the cemetery.

Although he had only visited once last year, the exact location was already etched into his mind.

It wasn't until we were about four or five rows away from that family's house that we turned the corner and finally stopped in front of a tombstone.

【The grave of the Kujo family】.

This is the grave of the former priest and sword-wielder of Seifu Taisha Shrine.

He wrote the Chinese characters himself. Fortunately, he had practiced calligraphy in his previous life, so his handwriting wasn't too bad.

He placed the white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone, then took a towel from his backpack, wet it at the corner tap, and came back to slowly wipe the tombstone.

After cleaning off the dust, he pulled out the weeds that were stubbornly growing in the cracks.

After doing all this.

He stood up, clapped his hands, and then put his palms together in prayer.

"A year has passed. You should have met Yama and become Buddhas by now."

"I've defeated that black wildcat from Shuangqiu Mountain."

"It's all thanks to the seal you left behind, thank you."

"I will come again for the Obon Festival."

There was no rambling or rambling, just like this time last year when, after burying the two, he simply said, "I will live well."

He picked up his bag and left again.

Just as he was about to step out of the cemetery gate, a sudden gust of wind blew up, blinding him.

A slightly amused voice seemed to ring in my ears:

"Not so fast, but I hope you can bring a girl with you next time..."

Kujo Toru turned around.