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

He solemnly began reciting the blessing.

"Toyo-Ashihara China..."

A flash of gleaming blade appeared.

He was interrupted.

The foul air was dispelled.

It brushed past his cheek.

The sharp gust of air left a bloody mark on his face.

The giant snake let out a mournful howl in mid-air.

The massive body was positioned to the left and right.

The viscous liquid turned into black rain, falling in abundance, and then quickly dissipated as black mist.

A gentle breeze was blowing.

The sunlight fell once again on the purple-haired youth.

But he felt no warmth at all.

Subconsciously, I looked up at the opposite rooftop and finally saw only a figure in a white hunting robe from behind.

And that vicious sword, pure white like a spine.

The short sword in his hand transformed into a streak of light and flew away again, and the figure of the woman in the kimono reappeared behind him.

"Lord Yato, who was that just now...?"

Her gentle face was full of worry.

"do not know."

The purple-haired youth took a deep breath and uttered these words.

Without waiting for the other party to ask any further questions, he continued speaking.

On one hand, it was addressed to women, and on the other hand, it was a way for me to organize my own thoughts.

"He doesn't possess the aura of heaven, so he's not a deity belonging to heaven, and that sword..."

It has a very strong dragon-like flavor.

However, Yato did not say these words aloud.

I looked up at the sky.

He already had a guess in his mind about the identity of that figure.

However, I am just an ordinary Noragami, and no matter who the other party is, they should look down on me.

Perhaps I was just passing by.

With that thought in mind, Yato smiled easily and looked at the woman beside him.

"The job here is done. Let's move on to the next one, Banyin."

"No."

“亻尔意衫林紳二哎?”

The clean and decisive refusal froze the smile on the purple-haired youth's face.

After casually exorcising the giant serpent with a single sword strike, Kujo Toru did not linger on the rooftop. Instead, he came down, left the school, and went out onto the street.

Standing at the crossroads, I mingled with the crowd, waiting for the traffic light to turn green.

His snow-white hunting robes and the two swords at his waist made him stand out from the other pedestrians around him.

But no one looked at him with surprise.

The traffic lights finally came on.

The crowd began to move, bustling and noisy as they walked across the street.

Kujo Toru stood still, as one figure after another passed through his body.

It was as if he and the crowd existed in two separate worlds, unable to interfere with each other.

"I never thought I'd be a god one day."

He sighed softly.

Kujo Toru looked at the system panel.

Similar to the previous world, this new world also assigned him a special identity template.

[Deities].

That's why he's in his current situation.

Gods are also non-human beings, belonging to the mortal realm.

Before he actively blurred the boundary between the present world and the mortal world, he could not interfere with the present world.

I can only be a spectator.

However, in return, he also gained a temporary skill in this world.

[Divine Possession]: It can possess a believer and control their physical actions.

However, given his status as a newcomer with no reputation and no ability to interfere in worldly affairs, recruiting believers was a major problem.

Fortunately, the description of this training mission suggests that it involves the rebellion of the Changshi faction, so there's no immediate rush.

and.

Kujo Toru raised his head and looked in one direction.

He felt something there was drawing him in.

Currently in this city, apart from the filth originating from people's hearts and the lingering resentment of the dead, he has not felt anything strange.

Since the gates of the underworld were wide open but no clues were found, we might as well go there and investigate the situation.

Volume 1: Chapter 86 This is a personal attack!

"The boundary between the eternal world and the present world is really solid."

Kujo Toru strode off in a certain direction, muttering a sigh.

Compared to the strict division between the two worlds in this world, the real world is simply a mess.

Wandering spirits can be seen everywhere on the way to school, and vengeful spirits can directly harm people.

Moreover, if resentment and filth are too strong, the mortal world and the present world will overlap, and ordinary people will inexplicably fall into the mortal world as they walk along.

Perhaps for this reason, in the real world, the power of both vengeful spirits and monsters is far greater than that of this world.

Take, for example, the giant snake that used to roam the campus.

In reality, upon seeing a monster of that size, he would immediately activate the Ninety-Nine Weapons form.

Powerful monsters are not necessarily large in size.

However, a monster with a large size must be very strong.

Building after building was left behind him.

The number of pedestrians on the street gradually decreased.

The hustle and bustle of the city begins to fade away here.

The crisp chirping of birds filled my ears.

Looking up at the unusually familiar scarlet torii gate and the eaves peeking through the treetops on the mountain, Kujo Toru finally understood why this place had attracted him.

Isn't this the Qingfu Taisha Shrine...?

Looking at the wooden sign above the torii gate and the large characters on it, Kujo Toru fell into deep silence.

This is a complete replica of the real-world Seifu Taisha Shrine.

The only difference is that the shrines here do not have the powerful divine barriers that exist in reality.

Just as I was about to step inside the shrine, Kujo Toru spotted a small advertisement imbued with divine energy on a pillar of the torii gate:

[Helping people in need fulfill their various wishes only requires a donation of five yen.]

In the bottom right corner of the paper, it reads, "[Fast and affordable dispatch of the god Yato, a choice you can trust]," followed by a series of numbers.

It's clearly a phone number.

It's quite up-to-date.

But isn't this god a bit too down on his luck?

Have they really sunk so low as to post small advertisements everywhere to attract worshippers?

When it comes to gods who could live such a miserable life, there is only one one that Kujo Toru can think of.

At the same time, he also realized where the déjà vu feeling on the rooftop came from.

"So it's Noragami."

He shook his head and tore the small, unsightly advertisement off the torii gate pillar of his shrine.

Noragami was an anime he watched before he was transported to the real world.

It's been a long time since then, and I really can't remember the specific details.

Aside from the misheard lyrics in the opening theme, the only other character I can remember is Yato, a god who claims to be a god of war but is actually a god of calamity, and in essence, a god of poverty.

There also seems to be another female lead who looks like a cat demon?

As Kujo Toru searched through his hazy memories for information about this world, he lifted his leg and walked up the approach to the temple.

The trees cast shadows.

A thick layer of leaves had accumulated on the stone steps.

Standing in front of the main hall.

The water in the handwashing basin had turned green.

Spider webs hung from the eaves and corners of the walls.

The sakaki wood door was covered in dust.

It was just a dilapidated, abandoned shrine.

However, thinking about a certain down-on-his-luck god who didn't even have a shrine, Kujo Tetsu's mood immediately improved.

He spread out the small advertisement in his hand and began to perform the spirit-summoning spell.

Instantly, Yato's current location became clear in his mind.

He then stopped and ran straight in the direction he sensed.

Kujo Toru's idea was simple.

Since he couldn't remember the main plot of this world, Yato, as the protagonist of the Noragami world, should at least know what the Gate of the Underworld is all about.

In any case, it's better than searching for it on your own.

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Deep in the park.

A down-on-his-luck god, dressed in a sweatshirt, raised a spray paint can and sprayed his small advertisement onto the blank wall in front of him.

They completely ignored the sign next to them that read "No Graffiti".

People strolling in the park walked right past him without giving him a second glance.

It was as if he didn't exist at all.

Yato was used to this.

After all, people living in the present world cannot see the things of the ordinary world.

Only those who have a deep longing and prayer for the ordinary world can glimpse that hidden corner.