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

The companion sitting in the back seat echoed this sentiment:

“The three of us kidnapped a female classmate back in junior high school, it wasn’t difficult at all.”

"Because of this, the three of us were sentenced to six years in prison, although we are currently on probation."

"If it weren't for a criminal record, who would bother to get involved in the yakuza?"

"Speaking of which, the garbage dump where we're going to imprison Miss Yukinoshita is the very place where we kidnapped people back then. It really brings back some memories."

The three of them took turns recounting their past deeds, their faces filled with nostalgia and their words brimming with pride.

It seems that this was a highlight moment for them.

This behavior, on the contrary, made Yukinoshita Haruno and Managing Director Muto look down on the three of them even more.

No one wanted to talk to them.

The Toyota Crown continued speeding through the night.

My phone vibrated slightly behind my back.

Yukinoshita felt a chill run down her spine.

The call was connected!

We need to find a way to convey this important information to the other party.

I hope he understands what I mean.

Volume 1: Chapter 67 The vengeful spirit has evolved into a cyberpunk version?

Kujo Tetsuya did not take Uesugi Erii to eat expensive food.

I just went to the supermarket near the shrine to buy some groceries, and then went home to cook for myself.

Even after being reincarnated into this world for so many years, he still has the same tastes as in his previous life.

It can only be said that the people of Sichuan and Chongqing have a deep-rooted craving for spiciness.

Thanks to his strong physical abilities, Kujo Tetsu's skill in flipping a wok is quite good.

He gracefully plated the dishes and placed them on the table. He then took off his apron and called out:

"Eat up, consider it your payment for today's work."

Such heartless words would definitely lead others to file a complaint with the labor department if they heard them.

However, Erii Uesugi nodded obediently, without the slightest dissatisfaction.

It was already past 8 p.m., and she still had more than an hour before she had to go back.

Then I'll have to wait until next week to come back.

Kujo Toru had just sat down in his chair, and before he even picked up his chopsticks, his cell phone suddenly rang.

Under Erii Uesugi's curious gaze, he took it out and glanced at it.

It was a call from Yukinoshita.

Is it still about the Ashikawa group?

His brows furrowed involuntarily.

After answering the phone, instead of introducing himself like others, he held the phone to his ear and waited for the other party to get down to business.

This is a habit he developed in his past life.

Because people don't like to say polite but meaningless things at work, even if they leave a message, they won't send something like "Are you there?"

Just say what's on your mind.

Even after being reincarnated into this world, this habit has always followed him.

Yukinoshita Haruno had been dealing with him for almost a year and was well aware of this.

But this time, the other party remained silent.

There was no human voice coming from the other end of the microphone, only the faint roar of an engine.

Kujo Toru did not hang up immediately, but waited quietly.

Where exactly are you taking me?

Yukino's voice finally rang out, but it was somewhat distorted.

It's like covering the microphone with a blanket.

"The waste treatment plant was abandoned because a murder had occurred there."

An unfamiliar voice came from behind, so soft that Kujo Toru had to concentrate to hear it.

"After that, some curious people came here to explore, but nothing happened. Moreover, this place was originally planned to be very remote, and not many people usually passed by. Over time, it was forgotten."

"You guys really picked a good place."

Yukinoshita Haruno let out a cold laugh. Even though Kujo Toru couldn't see her face, he could imagine her expression:

“If I stay here for two or three days, my parents will find out I’m missing and focus their energy on searching for me. They won’t be able to fully prepare for the new round of parliamentary elections, thus creating an opportunity for Kozo Soneya to run, right?”

"I don't know what Mr. Soneya was thinking, but he also chose the location."

Managing Director Muto simply drove, not daring to glance at Yukinoshita Haruno, and answered truthfully:

“I embezzled public funds and owed 80 million yen. Mr. Soneya was able to help me settle it. I did his bidding. It’s that simple.”

At this point, he added:

“Miss Yang, everything I said is true. Mr. Soneya’s only request is that you stay here peacefully for two days. We will provide you with supplies as usual and will not harm you, so please behave yourself and don’t make things difficult for us.”

Hearing this, Kujo Toru completely understood.

Yukinoshita Haruno has been kidnapped by her subordinate, who is trying to send her a message.

Let's give Daisuke Kosaka a call and let him know.

Given Yukino's sensitive status and the fact that the location is known, the police should be dispatched immediately.

I don't need to get involved.

Just as I was about to hang up, a jumble of static suddenly came from the receiver.

It's like a communication signal being subjected to electromagnetic interference.

Yukino's voice and the man named Muto's voice began to distort, as if some terrifying creature was whispering.

"...You...have...come..."

A deep, low female voice, extremely low and long.

Moreover, it was a repetition of voices, not just one person speaking.

Immediately afterwards, a chilling feeling rose from the depths of Kujo Toru's heart.

He quickly took the phone away from his ear.

Wisps of black mist emerged from the microphone.

His expression was quite strange.

Such intense resentment!

And it even transmitted the signal directly to our side!

Inside this hall, the sacred sword on the sword rack hums softly.

A gentle breeze suddenly swept through the shrine.

The leaves rustled.

The snow-white shimenawa fluttered in the wind.

An imperceptible glimmer of light flashed and disappeared within the entire shrine.

The resentment vanished without a trace in an instant.

The electrical noise also disappeared.

Yukino's voice returned to normal.

The call was then disconnected.

Kujo Toru completely disregarded his original plan.

I got up and ran straight to the entrance to change my shoes and go out.

He planned to go to the waste treatment plant mentioned on the phone himself, instead of leaving it to Daisuke Kosaka and his team.

Something strange is going on with Yukino Yukinoshita.

He's seen plenty of vengeful spirits. Since the system awakened, he's personally exorcised at least eighty, if not hundreds.

But no vengeful spirit has ever been so intense that its resentment could travel directly through a cell phone signal.

Whether it's a special circumstance or the vengeful spirit itself is powerful enough to warrant his personal trip.

"Remember to wash the dishes after you finish eating and before you go home from get off work."

After casually giving Uesugi Erii a word of advice, Kujo Toru hurriedly grabbed his backpack and left.

He went straight to the main hall, grabbed the Divine Sword, and then ran down the mountain.

During this process, he opened a ride-hailing app, ready to spend a lot of money to call a taxi to the vicinity of the garbage treatment plant.

"I really should start saving up to buy a car!"

Kujo Toru now deeply understands just how inconvenient it is not to own a car in Chiba City.

Although the legal age for taking the driving test for a car is over 18, the legal age for taking the test for a motorcycle is only 16.

Even having a motorcycle would be so much more convenient than it is now!

He made his decision.

After this matter is resolved, I must find Yukino Yukinoshita and squeeze her for a hefty sum.

Half of it is a donation to the system, and the other half is a service fee, which is used to support myself.

While you're at it, knock off the other party's motorcycle as well.

Ruri Gokyou stood before the gate of an abandoned waste disposal plant.

The crescent moon hung in the sky above the tall factory buildings.

The moonlight was faint.

The night was dark.

The fallen iron gate was covered with mottled red rust, leaving only a crack.

Large characters were painted on the cement wall next to it.

Go to hell!

Give me back my child.

I want to die, I want to die, I want to die

I can't take it anymore.

The handwriting is distorted.

The trails left by the paint drips looked exactly like bloodstains.

Volume 1: Chapter 68 Is there anyone else having a seizure with me?

Just by looking at these words, Gokou Ruri could feel the resentment and despair emanating from them.

Was it left behind by the parents of the murdered girl?

Her gaze was fixed on the words "Give me back my child," and she sighed deeply.

If she knew about her own death, her mother would probably react the same way.

In that case, perhaps this decision really is the right one.