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

Gokou Ruri weakly raised her hand:

"I called the police."

Volume 1: Chapter 82 I'm Not Some Elementary School Grim Reaper

Soon, the police car arrived in front of the waste treatment plant.

The headlights of the car illuminated the figures of the three people.

One policeman after another got out of the car, their faces full of vigilance.

"Don't move!"

"Hands behind your head, squat down!"

Two police officers, armed with guns, ran quickly toward Kujo Toru, shouting loudly.

It's a criminal case.

Just by looking at their attire, Kujo Toru knew who they were.

"Okay, it's someone we know."

A calm voice stopped the two criminals from their actions.

Daisuke Kosaka stepped out of the police car, looked at Toru Kujo, and his expression was quite interesting.

He habitually reached into his chest and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lit it, took a deep drag, and walked over.

"No, how come I see you everywhere?"

His tone was full of helplessness:

"Isn't this a kidnapping case? Don't tell me it's turned into a murder."

After seeing his familiar attitude towards Toru Kujo, the two detectives exchanged a glance and put their guns back on their waistbands.

After receiving the report, the police immediately transferred it to them, so Daisuke Kosaka, being a senior officer, was pulled in to work overtime.

Unexpectedly, upon arriving at the scene, he saw Toru Kujo again.

He admired him, but if he could, he really wished he could never see the kid.

Because every time I see him, it means someone has died in this place, and I'll have to work a lot more shifts.

"Don't make me sound like some kind of harbinger of death..."

Kujo Toru was equally speechless.

What does this guy think he is? A Grim Reaper elementary school student?

Although someone did die this time.

"Otherwise what?" Daisuke Kosaka took a drag of his cigarette. "Tell me, how many died this time?"

After saying that, he shook his head.

"Never mind, I'll go in and see for myself."

Watching helplessly as Daisuke Kosaka led the police cautiously toward the garbage factory, Yukinoshita Haruno and Ruri Gokou turned their gazes toward Toru Kujo.

"Do I need to use my connections?"

Yukinoshita asked directly and softly.

Those three thugs were torn to pieces alive by the red-clothed vengeful spirit, their limbs scattered all over the ground.

If the police discover that you have been cheated, it will be very troublesome whether you cooperate with the investigation or tell the truth.

However, if the Yukinoshita family's power is used, and since he is the one who has been kidnapped, he can easily suppress the situation by claiming it's for self-defense, and also make Kujo Toru owe him a favor.

Under the snow, Yang calculated everything very clearly.

"No need."

Kujo Toru shook his head, looking very confident.

This even made Yukinoshita Haruno suspicious.

I don't know how he plans to deal with this.

But she soon understood.

There is absolutely no need to deal with it.

"Gyōbu Kōsaka, everything is normal inside!"

The police officers who went inside to investigate the situation came out quickly, and the information they revealed made Yukinoshita Haruno look up at them.

Kujo Toru was not surprised at all.

The bodies of those three people are still safely in the mortal world. If their traces could be found in the present world, there wouldn't be so many legends of them disappearing without a trace.

Daisuke Kousaka walked over again.

The way they looked at him was strange.

"Surprisingly, no one actually died."

"Will this ever end?"

Kujo Toru's face darkened completely.

Then, without waiting for Daisuke Kosaka to speak, she took the initiative to walk towards the police car.

"Hurry up and go back to the station to give your statement. I'm going home to sleep after that."

This time, it was Daisuke Kousaka's turn to have a dark expression.

This guy has been to the station so many times that he knows the procedures better than some newly recruited officers.

The rest is quite simple.

The three of them went back to the police station with Daisuke Kosaka to give their statements, and each of them, without prior agreement, omitted the part about the vengeful spirit committing the murder.

As for where the three kidnappers went, Yukino Yukinoshita simply insisted that they left after dumping her in a garbage disposal plant, and she didn't know their exact whereabouts.

Ultimately, since the three individuals could not be found at the scene, and considering her identity, the police had no choice but to drop the matter.

By the time we returned to Seifu Taisha Shrine, it was already past midnight.

After placing the shards of the Sesshoseki under the sword rack in the main hall, Kujo Toru returned to the rear hall.

The lights in the room were still on.

But the little witch had already disappeared.

The dining table has been cleaned up and is now ready to be used.

There were just a few broken dishes in the trash can.

Picking up the small note on the coffee table, the girl's delicate handwriting leaped out at her.

The content is a very simple sentence: ζ箘尔?揪??W泣??瘤九哟?彡?六?话:

I'll bring a new set of tableware next week.

Fine.

Putting the note back in its place, Kujo Toru planned to pull Suzumoto Mayu off his shoulder.

But it didn't budge.

Stare calmly at the other person.

He twitched the corner of his mouth.

She took off her entire outfit, wrapped the doll inside, and then casually tossed it onto the sofa.

Suzumoto Mayu immediately began to struggle desperately.

A phantom-like girl floated out, puffing out her cheeks as she looked at him.

"I'm going to take a bath, are you coming with me?"

With a curt remark, Kujo Toru walked straight into the bathroom.

Turn on the hot water and then lie directly into the bathtub.

My tired body was instantly enveloped in warmth and relaxed.

Just then, the girl's illusory figure passed right through the door and floated in.

Before she could see clearly, she heard a crisp snap of fingers.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful spiritual force sealed the bathroom door, sending her flying out.

"We'll talk about it later."

Kujo Toru's voice drifted in from behind the door.

Suzumoto Mayu could only hang her head in dejection and obediently kneel at the bathroom door, waiting silently.

Not long after, Kujo Toru changed his clothes, dried his hair with a towel, and came out.

Suzumoto Mayu looked at him, her face full of trepidation, and finally asked:

What are your plans for me?

Although she had been entrusted to Kujo Toru's care by her mother and had not shown it before, she was actually very nervous.

The reason he clung to Kujo Toru and refused to get down earlier was because of this incident.

"You should be aware of your current situation."

Kujou Toru's gaze fell on her, or more precisely, on the golden light points constantly emanating from around her:

"Your wish has been fulfilled. Your spirit will disappear in less than three days."

Suzumoto Mayu nodded.

"So I'm giving you three choices."

Kujo Toru extends his finger:

"First, I will personally use magic to guide you to the Yellow Springs so that you can be reborn soon."

Suzumoto Mayu shook her head: "My mother wants me to live a good life."

"Then the second one, you stay at my house and are transformed into a house-house spirit. You can stay in the shrine from now on, and you don't have to worry about being harmed by vengeful spirits or monsters. Your safety is absolutely guaranteed."

Suzumoto Mayu looked somewhat tempted, but in the end, she shook her head and looked at Kujo Toru:

"I want to follow you."

"Then there's only a third option left."

Kujo Toru withdrew his hand:

"I still have a vacancy for a shikigami. Although you will be at my service, you are of no help to me, so I will not give you any orders."

"So, which one do you want to choose?"

Volume 1: Chapter 83 Goodbye, Father, and my weakness.

Sunny weather.

The sunlight blazed forth with its own radiance.

It's already the end of June, and we'll officially be entering July starting next week.

At school, everyone is now in the review phase, and the final exams are just around the corner.

The temperature was a bit hot, which wasn't very friendly to people shopping.

Kujo Toru had only taken a few steps when he felt his body getting warm and a little sweat appeared on his forehead.

However, for certain special groups, heat is always better than cold.

At least you won't have to worry about freezing to death.

The tree canopy cast large swaths of shadow.

An art-themed museum stands deep within the park.