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

He was reciting solemn blessings.

Yato's eyes were filled with excitement.

The crimson blade flashed among the monsters, instantly turning more than ten monsters into ashes and clearing a sizable open space.

He landed gracefully, a smug smile on his lips.

But as the towering sea of ​​fire crashed down, his expression immediately fell.

Admittedly, having a strong teammate as your support is certainly a very happy thing.

Without having to worry about encountering danger, and with someone to back you up, you can fully unleash your fighting desires as a martial god.

but.

"Suddenly I feel like I've lost my fighting spirit."

Looking at the crimson weapon in his hand, Yato sighed, his azure eyes reflecting the radiant figure in the weapon. He felt as if all his strength had been drained away.

Although his blessing was indeed very cool, his moves seemed very stylish, and his fighting style was very exciting.

But compared to the dazzling golden flames that seemed to burn everything to ashes, like the sun falling from the sky, everything else seemed so... insignificant.

Despite knowing he shouldn't, a desire inevitably welled up within him as he looked at the unstoppable twin swords in his opponent's hands.

I really want a real magical artifact like that!

I wonder where this martial god got such good stuff. The Ame-no-Murakumo is one thing, but that Kujira-no-Kami is no weaker than the former.

Damn it! Is this the prince of Takamagahara?! I want to live that kind of life too!

Although Kujo Toru was unaware that Yato had mistaken him for a young master who had come to experience life, he noticed that Yato's movements had slowed down.

Seeing the other person's disappointed expression, I quickly understood their state of mind.

So, thinking himself gentle, he deliberately let two monsters rush past his sword.

"Yato, I missed two, and they're heading your way!"

"it is good!"

Yato roused himself and responded with a shout.

With a swift and clean strike, he slew the two monsters.

Looking at that figure rooted to the black tide, a flash of inspiration struck me.

That's not right!

In this era, due to scientific advancements, human lifespans are increasing, the population is experiencing explosive growth, and life pressures are also rising sharply.

The negative emotions arising from people's hearts are also much stronger than before.

Correspondingly, humanity's faith in gods has become increasingly weak, and countless nameless gods like him have disappeared.

The monsters are getting stronger, while the gods are getting weaker.

Even though the boundary between the mortal world and the present world is relatively stable now, it will eventually collapse completely.

What will follow is the Heian period of a thousand years ago, a time when humans and monsters walked together on the earth.

This time, however, there were no gods to protect the world.

Yato's heart was pounding.

At this moment, this incredibly powerful war god chose to descend and directly recruited a medium as his priestess. What exactly does he want to do?

Is it really just to suppress the wind cave?

Or perhaps the other side has a grander goal?

In this era that is about to enter chaos, what is it that would be worthwhile for a martial god to do?

Just thinking about it made Yato's mouth go dry.

He swallowed unconsciously.

Volume 1: Chapter 99 Yato: I'm really not a human being!

In the ensuing battle to clear out the monster tide, Kujo Toru deliberately let a few more monsters slip through his fingers for Yato.

Yato, meanwhile, was slaying the enemy while simultaneously pondering the situation in his mind.

He didn't even know what he was thinking.

Join or become a enemy?

But ultimately, he didn't even know what the other party was planning to do.

Shaking his head, Yato realized he couldn't think about it anymore.

Anyway, the other party is currently quite friendly to me, and their behavior is definitely that of a benevolent god, with nothing wrong with them, which is enough.

As for what happens in the future, we'll talk about that later.

He was just a lowly, down-on-his-luck god. Even if he guessed something, those big shots in Takamagahara wouldn't care.

Thinking of this, he felt much more relaxed.

Looking around, he was astonished to find that the overwhelming black tide of monsters had been completely slaughtered by Kujo Toru during the time he was thinking.

The spiritual power within his body has increased considerably.

On the system panel, the spiritual power level has reached level 13.

However, because the level of the avatar was fixed at level 25, Kujo Toru did not appear to have much change on the surface.

With a flick of the wrist, the sword is sheathed.

He also hung the white bone sword back on his waist.

The golden flames on the hunting robe gradually subsided, the brilliance faded, and it returned to a pure white.

In order to completely eliminate these monsters before the return time arrives, Kujo Toru used all his spiritual power to activate the Ninety-Nine Weapons of the Golden Crow.

My body is now completely drained, not a single drop of spiritual energy is left.

The Kikyo Seal magic circle that guarded Hiyori Iki had long since disappeared.

Yato approached Kujo Toru and stared in disbelief at his weakened state due to the depletion of his spiritual energy.

"You actually exhausted all your strength?!"

"Not all of them, there's still a little bit."

After thinking for a moment, Kujo Toru told the truth.

Because in addition to activating the Ninety-Nine Weapon Form, Guardian Spirits also have a very magical form, which is Guardian Spirit Possession.

Just like his possession of Hiyori Iki's divine possession state, Guardian Spirit possession allows the Guardian Spirit to merge with him and fight together.

The power consumed also comes from the guardian spirit itself.

Therefore, once activated, the guardian spirit needs at least a month to recover, as Jinwu himself told him.

Therefore, strictly speaking, Kujo Toru's combat power under these circumstances may be even more terrifying than under normal circumstances.

However, Yato was unaware of this situation.

He could only rely on his own knowledge to deduce Kujo Toru's situation.

In this world, when a god exhausts his power, it usually means he or she has vanished.

If the name of the deity is not forgotten, perhaps many years later a deity with the same name will be born from faith again, but it will not be the same one as before.

If you ask him why he knows so clearly, it's because a friend of his once had such an ending.

His eyelids drooped, his face was heavy, and he sighed.

He then patted Kujo Toru's shoulder forcefully.

"Is it really worth going to this extent?"

It would be perfectly fine to leave these monsters to me to deal with; it would just be a bit slower, and I might miss one or two that might run off to the mortal world.

Even if this might result in some wandering souls being devoured, it's still better than simply dissipating.

Now, when Yato thinks about his previous malicious speculations about Kujo Toru, he feels like slapping himself hard.

I'm such a jerk!

"Worth it. (The last part is a nonsensical string of characters and doesn't translate directly.)"

This wave of monsters completely replenished the last bit of experience in my bar, allowing me to successfully level up and gain a skill point.

They have perfectly achieved the goal of Kujo Toru's training this time.

With 9 skill points available, plus 2 points from the training mission, he can upgrade his specialized skill from intermediate to advanced once he returns to the real world.

As for which aspect of Onmyodo and Kendo to upgrade, Kujo Toru has already made a decision.

"You... truly deserve to be called a Martial God, a Martial God without a doubt!"

Yato felt very heavy-hearted.

However, Kujo Toru was completely confused.

However, he quickly realized what was happening and was speechless.

"You don't think I'm going to die, do you?"

Yato didn't reply, he just stared at him silently.

Kujo Toru took a deep breath to calm his blood pressure.

When I watched the anime "Noragami" before, how come I never noticed that this guy had something wrong with his head?

Or is it because the memory is too distant, and these relevant parts have been forgotten or embellished?

Seeing that the countdown timer on the system panel had already reached one minute, Kujo Toru was too lazy to pay any more attention to him.

He still had things to tell Hiyori Iki.

Just then, the girl was hopping and skipping towards them, like a pink little bunny.

"Lord God..."

The girl had barely begun to speak when Kujo Toru interrupted her abruptly:

"I need to leave for a while, about a week."

Then, meeting the other person's somewhat surprised cherry-pink eyes, he ignored Yato's knowing expression.

Humans cannot understand things they have never seen, and neither can deities.

No matter how much he explains, it's not as good as waiting until he returns to this world after his next trial and standing in front of Yato himself.

Kujo Toru continued:

“In the city center, there is an abandoned shrine called Seifu Taisha, where I am enshrined. You can go there to find me.”

"Mmm." The girl nodded repeatedly, silently memorizing the words.

"As for your eyes, don't worry. I sealed them temporarily with my spiritual power when I possessed them. I'll teach you how to use them when I return."

"That eye is a bit special; it can glimpse a corner of the mortal world. Coupled with your spiritual medium qualities, you'll probably have to deal with monsters and vengeful spirits quite a bit in the future."

"So during this time, if possible, I suggest you learn some basic kendo. I will teach you more specific things later."

Although it was a family heirloom, now that he was in charge, Kujo Toru had no intention of keeping it for himself.

In the real world, Suzumoto Mayu was even sent by him to learn purification sage techniques.

After all, Hiyori Iki was the first priestess to believe in herself, so she should at least teach her something.

Who knows, in the future, the world's purification shrines might have to be carried forward and developed by them.

After saying all that, the countdown reached zero.

And so, under the watchful eyes of God and Man, Kujo Toru's figure vanished.

Without the slightest warning.

Quite sudden.

All that remained was the deep darkness of night and the howling wind on the rooftop.