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

The glass gleamed in the sunlight.

The air was filled with the crisp chirping of birds and cicadas, and the scent of summer was intoxicating.

Before Kujo Tetsuya's eyes, several tents made of blue tarpaulins formed a simple campsite.

Discarded cardboard boxes are piled up here.

Several elderly people, dressed in dirty clothes, looked at Kujo Toru with wary eyes.

My gaze followed his face and landed on the shopping bag he was carrying.

A glint of greed flashed in his eyes.

But then I saw the teddy bear perched on his shoulder.

Its palm-sized body was covered with haphazardly sewn red threads, and a pair of jet-black button eyes stared at them.

The zipper that replaces the mouth is unnaturally twisted, as if it's smiling.

The old man wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but the little bear seemed to be making a clawing motion at him.

A chill ran through me.

Every hair on my body stood on end.

His right hand, fingers trembling, pointed at Suzumoto Konoko.

"That doll...it moves!"

Kujo Toru turned his head thoughtfully, tore it off, placed it in his palm, and explained in a serious tone:

"This is the latest smart doll, with built-in AI voice control."

"Little Cocoon, do a somersault."

Then, to the old man's wide-eyed surprise, the teddy bear clumsily did a backflip.

However, he seemed to sense reluctance from the other person's actions.

With Suzumoto Mayu resting on his shoulder again, Kujo Toru raised the shopping bag in his hand.

It contained rice balls he bought at Lawson.

Kujo Toru raised his voice:

"I'm a volunteer from this street. I'm here to distribute food to everyone. Please come and get yours."

"It's nothing much, just a small token of my appreciation."

There was movement inside the tent.

Several middle-aged men leaning against the cardboard boxes turned their heads around.

Looking at Kujo Toru's young face, a hint of sadness appeared on their faces, but soon they gritted their teeth, stood up, and gathered together.

The old man who had been the first to move was the one who ran to Kujo Toru's side first.

I reluctantly took the rice ball from his hand and said thank you.

Then he just stood there, a conflicted look on his face.

Finally, she put on a fawning smile and began to speak:

"Um, can I take another one?"

Seeing that Kujou Toru's gaze had fallen on him, he quickly added an explanation:

"It's not for me. There's someone here who isn't quite right in the head."

He pointed to his head, then to a corner of the makeshift camp.

A man in a suit was sitting there with his legs tucked in.

The original colors of the shirt and tie are no longer visible.

Only his hair and face were relatively clean.

His eyes were lifeless, like a corpse.

The old man stood aside and began to explain:

“I picked him up from the riverbank and brought him to the camp a few months ago. He has some mental problems and doesn’t talk to people. He can’t do anything, whether it’s collecting scraps or doing illegal work.”

“Usually, the few of us pool our money to barely manage to give him a bite to eat, and we also help him with things like washing up.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than a warm rice ball landed in his hand.

Kujo Toru's face remained calm: "It's alright, I already said, everyone gets a share."

"Thank you."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran over to the man, stuffing the rice ball into his hand.

"Eat quickly, I'm going to scavenge by the river. You stay here and don't wander off."

Only after seeing the man nod almost imperceptibly did the old man get up and leave.

Before leaving, he bowed to Kujo Toru.

Everyone received a rice ball, leaving Kujo Toru's seat empty.

"Aren't you going to see your father?"

Suzumoto Mayu nodded her little head.

She climbed down Kujo Toru's clothes and carefully made her way toward the man.

Father.

In Suzumoto Mayu's memory, he was a man who always had a smile on his face.

She has a warm light in her eyes and takes meticulous care of herself.

Every morning when I leave the house, I touch my head with my big hand and ask myself what gift I want.

Every evening at the dinner table, he would patiently listen to me recount the interesting things that happened at school.

Even on the day he disappeared, he was full of fighting spirit, telling his mother, "This time we found a really great lawyer, we're sure to win."

but……

Two tiny teardrops rolled down her cheeks.

It fell to the ground and shattered.

Golden particles enveloped the girl's illusory figure.

Then, the girl opened her arms and hugged the man.

Kujo Toru did not continue to follow up on what happened next.

I turned around and walked to the entrance of Aomori Park, watching the cars coming and going on the street.

They gave the space to the father and daughter.

Suzumoto Mayu had already signed a shikigami contract with him last night, which is why he brought her here.

Let her see her father one last time.

After all, life and death are different paths.

Once she becomes a shikigami, she can no longer go to the underworld to be reincarnated.

A white van broke away from the traffic and stopped not far in front of Kujo Toru.

Several young men and women got out of the car and struggled to carry the sunshade down.

Then they got to work, setting up a small stall.

The wooden sign next to it reads "Homeless Aid Center".

Seeing the words "Kinka no Chi" printed on their white T-shirts, Kujo Toru silently increased the distance between them.

He knew about this organization; it was an illegal religion.

Although the episcopal doctrine proclaims that a savior will appear to save this sad world, it seems to be a direct copy of a well-known monotheistic religion.

But in reality, what they do are positive things like helping homeless people and doing volunteer work in nursing homes and orphanages.

So their reputation locally wasn't actually that bad, and Kujo Tetsu didn't stop them from having such ideas.

I just didn't intend to deal with these people.

The sun gradually rose to its zenith.

A small doll crawled through the grass, avoiding the gaze of the followers of the Golden Flower Branch, until it came to Kujo Toru's side.

He bent down and picked up Suzumoto Mayu again, placing her on his shoulder.

A hint of displeasure could be seen on the ferocious bear's face.

Without asking what they had talked about, Kujo Toru simply said:

"Let's go, go back."

The teddy bear nodded.

He grabbed his shoulder tightly and then began to play dead.

I strode away into the sunlight.

Volume 1: Chapter 84 The Gates of the Underworld

Behind him, a grateful gaze watched him leave.

Muddy tears streamed freely down the man's face.

Thank you for giving Xiaojian a new life.

After a long while, he finally wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve.

His face was instantly covered in dirt.

But at this point, he no longer cared about any of that.

I stood up and walked out of Aomori Park.

He happened to run into the old man who had come back to check on him because he was worried about him.

"Didn't I tell you to stay here?!" the old man exclaimed, both shocked and furious. "There are so many cars outside, what if you get hit?!"

After saying that, he grabbed the man's clothes and tried to take him back.

But the man took two steps back, avoiding the old man's hand.

He placed his hands together on his trouser legs, bent over with force, and bowed deeply.

"Thank you so much for taking care of me these past few days!"

"You...you've recovered?" The old man was speechless.

"Yes." The man's expression was very serious. "So I'm going home."

Even though he was the only one left in that house, he still made a promise to Xiaojian.

You must live a good life.

Similarly, this was also someone else's last words.

"That's good... I still have a home to go back to..." The old man's face showed some melancholy.

After hearing what the man said, he also felt homesick.

But where is his home now? In the end, if there weren't absolutely no other options, how many people would willingly become homeless?

Although he had mixed feelings, the old man still smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Keep up the good work in the future."

“I will.” The man extended his hand to the old woman. “So, can I take care of you from now on?”

When Kujo Toru returned to Seifu Taisha with Suzumoto Mayu, Yukinoshita Haruno had already delivered the five million yen in cash.

As for the five million transferred to the bank card, I received a text message in the morning confirming the arrival of the funds.

After handing the money to Kujo Toru, the other party left Seifu Taisha Shrine directly.

Managing Director Muto is currently on the run, and Yukinoshita Real Estate still has many things she needs to attend to.