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

Oh no, it seems I've actually won the grand prize this time.

He recognized this thing.

"Isn't this the spirit stone from Nioh?"

I rubbed my temples; I had a slight headache.

Nioh is a game series he used to play.

Not in this world, but in a past life.

This golden crystal is the key item that connects the three generations of Niou, the spirit stone.

"Then this guardian spirit must be the same as the guardian spirit in the game."

The guardian spirits in the Nioh series...

Remembering the effects of Nine-Tailed Fox, Suzaku, and Ten-Eyed Peacock, Kujo Toru took a deep breath.

Calm yourself down.

He crushed the crystal with his right hand.

The spiritual energy contained within dissipated, transforming into a golden stream of light that enveloped Kujo Toru.

Then it kept burrowing into his body.

An invisible current of air surged outwards from him.

Clothes billowed.

Erii Uesugi, who was squatting next to the keystone and curiously poking at the shimenawa rope, seemed to notice something. She turned her head to look at the back hall, and then looked up at the sky.

The sun hung high in the sky, its dazzling light making it difficult to look directly at it.

Was the sun really this strong before?

Erii Uesugi was somewhat puzzled.

On the other side of the sky, a new moon hangs there.

The sun and moon share the same sky.

Everyone can see it if they just look up.

However, it did not attract any attention.

Because it's June now, the days are longer, so this phenomenon is easy to see.

The strange phenomena in the room ended silently.

You have awakened your Guardian Spirit (Golden Crow and Moon Rabbit)

Kujo Toru turned his head to look at his shoulder.

A golden crow stood there, as if cast in gold, with golden flames burning fiercely along the edges of its feathers.

On the other shoulder, the moon rabbit curled up into a ball, its fur appearing translucent and crystalline, radiating a chilling aura.

Both of them looked at him at the same time, nuzzled each other affectionately, and then disappeared.

Kujo Toru could sense that the two had not left, but were attached to his body.

He can be summoned again at any time if he wishes.

However, during the summoning process, both guardian spirits consumed his spiritual power.

A stream of light emerged from his body, and the Moon Rabbit reappeared, perching on his shoulder and curling up into a ball.

After roughly sensing the rate at which spiritual energy was dissipating, Kujo Tetsu had a general idea of ​​the situation.

With his current level of spiritual power, he can probably maintain the appearance of a single guardian spirit for about three minutes.

If the character is possessed or even if the Ninety-Nine Weapons are activated, the duration will be even shorter.

"We still need to upgrade."

The moon rabbit dispersed again.

Kujo Toru pushed open the door and returned to the shrine.

He called out to the idle Uesugi Erii:

"Let's go eat."

Chiba City General Hospital.

Yoshifumi Nitta lowered his head, his face grave.

The blinds cast patches of shadow on the floor.

The smell of disinfectant lingered in my nostrils.

The footsteps stopped.

Take a deep breath and knock on the door.

"Come in."

A robust, aged voice came from inside.

Pushing open the ward door, the first thing you see is an elderly man sitting on the hospital bed.

He wore an orange-brown striped haori over his upper body, his hair was gray, and his face was covered with wrinkles.

He was looking out the window, lost in thought.

"Dad."

Yoshifumi Nitta stood with his feet together and bowed respectfully to the old man.

"Oh, it's Nitta."

The old man had a smile on his face and his eyes were narrowed. He didn't look like the head of a yakuza group at all, but rather like an ordinary retired old man.

"What brings you here today? Is everything alright in the team?"

"Uh……"

Yoshifumi Nitta hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

He had clearly planned what to do before he came, but when the moment actually arrived, he couldn't say it.

Did he really expect him to say it to his father, who was now just a decrepit old man?

Dad, we have a mole in our group, and it's our young master, Baba Kiyoshi. He actually went and teamed up with our arch-enemy, Inugami Group, and even lowered himself to be someone else's henchman to harass Seifu Taisha. Then he took the money and went to Ginza to party and have fun with women.

If this continues, our Ashikawa group can be renamed the Inugane group!

If he dared to say that, his father would probably have a stroke on the spot.

Let's use some linguistic artistry.

Thinking of this, Yoshifumi Nitta continued:

"There is a slight discrepancy, but it's not a big problem. I recently checked the accounts, and there's a slight mismatch between the organization's fund allocation and the ledger."

In other words, the young master became a mole, and a large amount of unexplained funds flowed into his personal account.

"Has the investigation been completed? Who exactly was it?"

The old man turned his head to look out the window and asked a question softly.

"I'm not entirely sure, but the suspects are all in high positions, so it's a tricky situation."

Nitta Yoshifumi gave a vague answer, and then he heard a low sigh coming from the old man's direction.

"Let's have a group meeting." The old man's voice was tinged with helplessness: "Times have changed. There's not much room for the yakuza to survive anymore. If they keep going like this, none of us will be able to make a living."

Yoshifumi Nitta remained silent.

As the executive in charge of the surface industry of the Ashikawa Group, he was most aware of the current predicament of the Yakuza.

The era when the yakuza maintained order and even the police had to rely on them is long gone.

If it weren't for their dependence on the Yukinoshita family, the Ashikawa group would have been wiped out long ago.

"I'm leaving this matter entirely to you."

"I have full authority to handle this?!"

Yoshifumi Nitta raised his voice, startling the old man.

Someone happened to be passing by the door of the ward and seemed to be startled by the noise.

The footsteps were extremely hurried and quickly faded into the distance.

"Dad, I can't do it, they won't listen to me..."

Yoshifumi Nitta swore that his original intention was simply to let the old man handle the matter himself or arrange for a trusted confidant to do so.

He's just a logistics officer in the group, what right does he have to deal with the young master?

The old man turned his head and looked at Yoshifumi Nitta.

His smile vanished, his face darkened, and he began to angrily rebuke:

"Shut up, if I say you're good, then you're good!"

The kind, aged appearance faded, revealing the old man's true nature.

At that moment, Yoshifumi Nitta seemed to see the young patriarch of the family return.

"This is a crucial moment for the re-election of councilors. Our Ashikawa group must keep our heads down and not become someone else's pawn."

"No matter who it is or how much they've contributed in the past, they'll all be dealt with according to the group's rules. If anyone disagrees, let them come to the hospital to see me!"

"Yes!"

Yoshifumi Nitta unconsciously straightened his back and responded loudly.

Then he watched helplessly as the old man threw the pillow behind him at him.

"Get lost! What are you doing making such a loud noise? I'm not deaf!"

Yoshifumi Nitta left the ward dejectedly, then gently closed the door behind him.

He touched the cold sweat on his forehead.

Fortunately, the old man didn't get seriously injured.

After leaving the hospital, Yoshifumi Nitta got into his car.

Instead of driving to the Ashikawa group's headquarters building, he took out his phone first.

Although he had the old man's approval, the young master still held considerable prestige within the group.

If we rashly convene an internal meeting, we might not be able to take him down directly.

He first needs to contact those veteran fighters in the group; those people have long wanted to take the young master's position.

If you give them a heads-up beforehand, they definitely won't refuse.

only……

"Something feels off."

Yoshifumi Nitta frowned.

Thinking about it carefully, I realize that my current behavior of finding fault with others, secretly reporting them, and then joining forces with others to bring them down is...

Isn't this just like the villain in a palace intrigue drama from the neighboring country?!

Yoshifumi Nitta shuddered.

He quickly shook his head, trying to banish this eerie sense of déjà vu from his mind.

It was the young master who became the mole first; I was just trying to prevent that plague god from coming after the Ashikawa Group.

It's all to save the Ashikawa Group!

I am the true champion of justice!

Yes, that's it.

As Yoshifumi Nitta tried to comfort himself, a large face suddenly appeared in front of him through the windshield.

With a sudden tremor, the phone fell to the ground.