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

The pale golden aura around him began to turn slightly black.

Like a drop of ink falling into water, it spreads rapidly.

The woman in red shuddered, and a sliver of clarity returned to her dark eyes.

"I'm sorry, Cocoon, you must live well..."

He murmured those words.

The scarlet skirt fluttered.

"careful!"

Kujo Toru pulled Suzumoto Mayu directly behind him with his right hand.

Clang!

Orange sparks flew.

It illuminated the factory in an instant.

Five black, dagger-like fingernails were reflected in his eyes.

The snow-white bone sword trembled slightly.

A strong wind hit my face.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw another sharp claw coming at him.

There was not a trace of panic in my heart.

He lifted his left foot and channeled his spiritual energy into it.

He kicked the other person hard in the stomach.

As he kicked the woman away, he somersaulted in the air before landing smoothly.

The two sides widened the distance between them.

In mid-air, the woman's long hair fluttered without wind.

Its facial features were completely distorted, making it impossible to discern its human appearance.

Seeing that the other person's eyes were filled with nothing but intense resentment towards the living and a thirst for flesh and blood, Kujo Toru felt much more at ease.

The bone sword in his left hand pointed diagonally to the ground, while his right hand rested on the hilt of the divine sword at his waist.

"Come!"

The voice was flat.

The moment he finished speaking, he stomped his right foot hard on the concrete ground.

His figure surged forward rapidly.

The spiritual energy suddenly erupted, creating a small shockwave in the empty factory.

The woman's eyes bulged out, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth.

As if understanding Kujo Toru's words, he immediately pounced down.

Ten sharp, black fingernails targeted only his head and chest.

Suzumoto Mayu clenched her hands tightly together.

His gaze was fixed intently on the two of them.

My mind is in turmoil.

However, the battle between the two did not change according to her wishes.

One side has completely fallen into demonic possession in pursuit of revenge.

One of them is the chief priest of the Qingfu Grand Shrine, whose duty is to exorcise evil spirits.

It's a stance of fighting to the death.

At the moment of approach, Kujo Toru stopped in his tracks.

Bend over.

Draw your sword.

There is no need for a ceremony, and there are no lyrics.

It's simply an Iaijutsu sword technique from the Kujo Seiden Kiyofu Shinto-ryu school.

The spiritual energy trembled.

The nine characters and the blade of the sword are chanted softly.

The azure blade flashed, cleaving through the darkness.

Fingernails flew everywhere.

It turned into mist and dissipated in mid-air.

The divine sword pierced the flesh without any resistance.

It came out from behind.

The viscous black liquid clung to the gleaming blade, only to be quickly evaporated by the azure spiritual energy.

Always keep it spotless.

Even Kujo Toru himself hadn't expected it to be so easy.

Because at the very end, the other person opened their arms, allowing the knife tip to pierce directly through her chest.

Or rather, she deliberately bumped into it.

The woman raised her head again.

He opened his mouth, his lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.

Kujo Toru could see his own reflection in her dark eyes.

Like a whirlpool, it seemed to be sucking him in completely.

Scene change.

The setting sun is like blood.

The melody of "From the New World" filled the streets.

A woman with her long hair tied up sat squatting in front of the door, staring blankly at the street.

The sign above the door reads "Shumoto" in Chinese characters.

Kujo Toru stood beside her.

However, the other party had no idea about it.

There was no shadow beneath my feet.

"An obsession etched into the soul?"

This is a memory deeply hidden in the woman's soul, the most profound memory she had during her lifetime.

This was also the ultimate reason that led her to become a vengeful spirit.

Memories continue.

Cars passed by on the street, and passersby would cast strange looks at the woman.

But the woman remained seated there.

He was like a walking corpse.

until……

A figure in blue and white walked from the street corner.

The girl's delicate fragrance dispelled the stuffiness in the air.

With his slightly bulging chest, the symbol of Higashi-Katsushika Junior High School stood out prominently.

The woman's eyes lit up.

He quickly stood up and looked in that direction.

Then the brilliance quickly disappeared.

His eyes became dull again.

"It's not a small cocoon..."

She leaned weakly against the wall.

Look up at the sky.

The setting sun cast its rays on her face, making it appear as if it were stained with blood.

"Little Cocoon has been missing for four days. I hope nothing bad has happened to her..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she slapped her face hard.

"No way! Xiaojian is a good child, and she gets along well with her classmates at school. Nothing will happen to her! Maybe she just got lost!"

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Volume 1: Chapter 76 I will take good care of her

At this point, she seemed to have grasped at a straw, nodding vigorously, trying to convince herself:

"Yes! They just got lost! The police have already started searching, and they should be found soon."

Suddenly, strength returned to his body, and he forced himself to walk towards the house.

"I need to make dinner. When Xiaojian comes back, she'll be so happy if she sees all her favorite foods."

Behind.

Kujo Toru kept watching her back.

A phantom figure appeared beside me.

It's Suzumoto Cocoon.

He grabbed Kujo Toru's sleeve with both hands.

His expression was so...sad.

"Were you standing right here, watching her?"

Kujo Toru suddenly spoke.

"Yes……"

Suzumoto Mayu's voice was somewhat hoarse.

“At that time, I was still a spirit. My mother couldn’t see my body or hear me speak. I could only follow her and watch her silently.”

Jingle Bell……

The cell phone rang.

The woman standing at her doorstep was initially somewhat bewildered.

He then realized what was happening and a look of ecstatic joy appeared on his face.

After frantically rummaging through his clothes for a while, he finally managed to pull his phone out of his pocket.

My hands were trembling as I quickly answered the phone and spoke cautiously:

"Hello, this is Suzumoto Aoi."

"The police found our little chick?!"

The voice got louder.

Even though he could only see her back, Kujo Toru could feel the immense joy in her heart.

But Suzumoto Mayu's gaze grew increasingly sorrowful.