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

Immediately, a deep blue seal character flew down from mid-air.

It transformed into a stream of light.

It was imprinted directly on her forehead.

With her knowledge of Chinese studies, she could only barely recognize that it was the character 【临】.

Then, in the next moment, everything spun around.

Darkness returned to my vision.

The only sound was the faint siren of an ambulance.

And there were also voices of ecstatic joy from friends:

"The ambulance is here!"

After that, she completely lost consciousness.

Volume 1: Chapter 89 Was it you who led them here?

"Hiyori! Can you hear me, Hiyori!"

In the darkness, Hiyori Iki seemed to hear a very familiar voice anxiously calling her name.

It is the mother.

Consciousness returned.

The eyelids twitched slightly.

Then it slowly opened its eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye is an unfamiliar ceiling.

There was also a woman lying by the bed, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Great, you're finally awake!"

The father's voice came from the side.

Hiyori Iki could hear the relief and joy in his voice.

Turning his head, he saw his father, the hospital director, wearing a white coat for the first time in a long time, looking at him with satisfaction.

"Father... Mother..."

Hiyori Iki spoke wearily, then propped herself up to sit up in bed.

For some reason, she felt very tired, as if she had run several kilometers in one go.

The woman quickly placed her hands on her shoulders to stop her movement.

"Hiyori, don't speak yet, let Dad check you out!"

Hiyori Iki nodded.

He let his father walk up to him and take out a flashlight from his breast pocket to shine into his eyes.

The pupils contract normally.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Yes, there are no problems, everything is normal."

"Great!"

Watching his mother embrace his father and weep, Hiyori Iki felt a strange sense of déjà vu.

The way I look right now... reminds me of Shinji Ikari waking up in the hospital in EVA.

What if someone suddenly walks in and tells me I'm about to launch Unit-01?

My body couldn't help but shiver.

He quickly shook his head, banishing this bizarre thought from his mind.

Hiyori Iki turned her head to look out the window.

The setting sun hung lazily on the mountaintop.

The sky was dyed fiery red.

There was no black mist, no eyeballs, and no azure bellflower mark.

Everything that had happened on the street before seemed like a dream.

But Hiyori Iki knew that those things were real.

Including the deity dressed in a snow-white hunting robe who heard her prayer.

because……

"Speaking of which, it's a miracle that the truck that hit the car was completely unharmed, even though the other party braked suddenly."

The father sighed.

Hiyori Iki turned her head, looked at his face, and said nothing.

It wasn't a miracle, but rather that a god saved her.

But if he said such a thing, it would only make his father wonder if he had damaged his brain.

Hiyori Iki could only bury that magnificent experience in her heart.

If only I knew who that deity was, I could go to the shrine to fulfill my vow.

Thinking this, she finally succumbed to the exhaustion in her body and closed her eyes.

His breathing gradually calmed down, and he fell asleep.

Her father and mother noticed her condition, stopped talking, and quietly went outside.

And then he closed the ward door.

After using the Fudo Myo-o seal to force the girl's astral body back into his body, Kujo Toru did not linger at the scene but quickly headed towards Yato's location.

Kujo Toru wasn't surprised that the girl could see him walking in the ordinary world.

With so many people in the world, there are always some special individuals who are able to glimpse a corner of the ordinary world.

Even in the real world, he had met Yotsuya Miko, who could see vengeful spirits.

Even the Goddess Mother could vaguely see something non-human.

These people have always been referred to as such in Shintoism:

[Spiritual Medium]

In the past, such people would have been the only choice for priests or deities.

Because they can communicate with the gods without any hindrance, and when necessary, they can even serve as the physical body for the gods to possess.

If the gates of the underworld hadn't been about to open, Kujo Tetsuya would have actually considered getting the other party to believe in him.

Even if it's not about relying on the other party, it would be fine if it were just a purification shrine that helps me manage this world.

Since his identity in this world of trials is that of a god, he cannot leave the shrine to remain deserted forever.

But for now, let's talk about it another time.

Looking up at the ordinary detached house in front of him, Toru Kujo did not hesitate and went straight inside.

Because, according to the guidance of the spirit-summoning technique, Yato is here.

And then, the moment you step inside.

A strong wind hit my face.

"Stay away from the goddess!"

The burly man's roar shook the ceiling.

The frying pan, bathed in the red glow of the setting sun, cast a deep reflection on Yato's face.

clang!

A crisp sound.

Yato flew right past Kujo Toru.

Then it crashed into the courtyard wall.

"..."

"..."

Their eyes met, and neither of them spoke.

Soon, a warm smile appeared on the face of the burly man wearing a pink apron, which was completely out of place with his yakuza-like demeanor.

He rubbed his hands together and took the initiative to greet Kujo Toru:

"You must be the great god that the God of Poverty just mentioned. Come, come, please come in. We've been waiting for you for a long time."

After he finished speaking, the other person stepped aside to make way for him and gestured for him to enter.

Kujo Toru could see a bead of sweat slowly sliding down the other person's face.

Clearly, he wasn't as relaxed as he appeared.

"Then I'll take my leave."

He nodded and stepped inside.

It seems that Yato must have told the ghost in front of him his wildly guessed identity, which explains his current attitude.

The room was simply furnished, but surprisingly had a lived-in feel.

Faintly, one could hear Yato's conversation with the burly man outside the door.

Although it was only the other party unilaterally demanding an explanation.

"Yato, you bastard, you're the one who brought that dangerous god here!"

"Big Black, let me explain..."

"Useless! I'm going to kill you today, you traitor!"

A woman with pink hair is lying on the kotatsu (heated table), slowly peeling an orange.

His eyes lit up when he saw Kujo Toru walk in.

"You must be the powerful war god that Yato mentioned. Hello, I am Ebisu Kofuku!"

"Hello, I am not a god, just call me Kujo Toru."

It was strange that the other party, who clearly had the name Ebisu, one of the Seven Lucky Gods, was shrouded in a heavy aura of misfortune.

However, Kujo Toru nodded in a gesture of goodwill.

I looked around.

The room was very small, with almost no space to move around, so Kujo Tetsu simply sat down opposite the kotatsu.

The argument between Yato and Daikoku came to an end, and they both went into their rooms.

"Please use it."

Daikoku skillfully brewed three cups of tea and placed them in front of each person before sitting down behind Ebisu Kofuku.

His eyes were fixed on Yato, whose face was bruised and swollen and who looked guilty.

"The situation is urgent, so I'll be frank."

His gaze fell on the pink-haired goddess, and he stated his purpose directly:

"Could you please help me divine the location where the Wind Cave will open? Yato said you have this ability."

After hearing this, Dahei's gaze sharpened to the point of murder.

Yato, who was silently drinking tea, buried his head even deeper.

Volume 1: Chapter 90 Yellow Hair's Ambition