Crossover anime, a daily life that begins with hunting supernatural beings.

"I will cooperate until the very end."

"Whatever direction you think I should go, that's my attitude."

Sakurai raised his head to look at Kirisu Mafuyu and softly stated his choice.

This is...

He made that decision the day he was found by Kirisu Mafuyu.

No matter what, it won't change.

Even if you recall the past, it's the same.

32. Sakurai's thoughts & Yotsuya's attempt to fantasize

Kirisu Mafuyu fell silent; she hadn't expected this...

After reopening his wounds, Sakurai would give this kind of answer.

However, after some thought, she belatedly realized that, just as Sakurai had said, he had been moving forward according to his own plan.

Going to school, studying, taking extra classes, and searching for the past.

It was all things she wanted Sakurai to do.

At that moment, Kirisu Mafuyu subconsciously opened her mouth, stood there motionless like a wooden statue, staring blankly at Sakurai's indifferent face, which was exactly the same as her own.

Like a thunderbolt, he lost the ability to think.

Sakurai didn't notice Kirisu Mafuyu's stunned expression. After thinking for a moment, he continued speaking.

"Mafuyu-nee, you said we shouldn't waste our talent or something..."

"There's one thing I need to clarify, and that is..."

"Compared to what you think of as talent, like catching up with other people's life span of more than ten years in just one month."

"I'm far from that level."

"In my eyes, I only have one talent."

"That's it..."

Sakurai pounded his chest, mimicking the expression on Kirisu Mafuyu's face in the photo...

Imitated this style from a photo of Mafuyu Kirisu when she was a teenager...

An incredibly happy smile.

"To be honest, I'm not a genius. I cheated. Maybe it's different from what you think, Mafuyu-nee, but I did cheat."

"Anyway..."

"I will continue to move forward into the future, steadfastly walking between the modern world and the underworld as a human being."

"Don't worry, as long as you don't say 'that's enough,' I won't stop."

"Who made..."

"I'm the one you picked up, Mafuyu-nee."

With a smile, Sakurai picked up the shoulder bag.

That smile made Kirisu Mafuyu's heart flutter.

she...

I realized once again that I had no idea what my student, who unconditionally obeyed my arrangements, was thinking.

"Okay, it's about time, I have something to do."

"I'll make up for the homework I missed today tomorrow, if you're still willing to tutor me then, Mafuyu-nee."

Saying this, Sakurai picked up the bags of sorted trash from the floor and left the room that Kirisu Mafuyu had cleaned spotlessly.

All that remained was the complex and dazed look in Kirisu Mafuyu's eyes as she watched Sakurai leave.

In today's lesson, the oddball known as Sakurai learned something from the past, Kirisu Mafuyu... [a happy smile].

Although it's all fake.

......

Unlike Kirisu Mafuyu...

Sakurai doesn't actually care much about himself.

Whether it's immortality, blood containing deadly poison, attracting supernatural beings, or feeding on supernatural beings, it doesn't matter.

They didn't even care about their amnesia.

For him, who he was in the past is completely irrelevant, and who he is now is not that important either.

He is who he is, the guy that Kirisu Mafuyu calls Sakurai Eito.

Does forgetting something mean he can deny his past identity?

It can't be.

He couldn't deny the abnormality in his body.

It also cannot deny his identity as someone from another world.

Or rather, if it were really possible to do so.

Why does he still have toxins in his blood after losing his memory? Why did he unknowingly walk into a haunted place? Why does he feel hungry?

Why is he so unwavering in his belief that he comes from another world?

Even without related memories, he is still himself.

he...

It does exist here.

Being able to forget means that you will remember it someday; being able to forget means that there was once a trace of it.

If there are people who care about this kind of thing, Sakurai thinks they are just a bunch of idiots who can't figure things out.

Sakurai himself wouldn't mind such a thing.

It doesn't matter what he was like in the past.

That's what Sakurai thought.

It's as if he lost his memory the moment he came into this world. Perhaps one day he will encounter something and suddenly remember everything.

Who can say for sure about these things?

If...

One day, when he recalled the past, Sakurai didn't think these extra memories would have any impact on him now.

At best, it only adds to one's experience.

Just like Yuto Sakurai, even though he lost his memory, he's still fighting as a Kamen Rider, isn't he?

From the moment he received this name, this was the best example he could have been given.

......

......

What kind of person is the boss?

After finishing her daifuku with Yurikawa, Yotsuya Miko ate something else and then said goodbye to her reluctant best friend.

On the way, she pondered this question with some curiosity.

If you think about it carefully, it seems like every time she saw Sakurai, they were either fighting or fighting.

Could it be that he's the kind of person who quietly protects the stability of human society—a superhero?

But the boss's personality is a bit disillusioning.

but...

Where will the boss come from? Will he suddenly appear in front of me like in those stories?

With nothing better to do than to indulge in these random thoughts, Yotsuya Miko couldn't help but ponder them.

Then...

As soon as Yotsuya Miko looked up, a shadow blocked her view. Sakurai, carrying a shoulder bag in one hand, stared at her indifferently.

"You're done shopping, right? Let's go."

In the first instance, the boss suddenly appeared.

Could this be the legendary superpower of instant teleportation?

"Um, boss, where did you go later today?"

She tentatively raised her hand, and without knowing what to say, Yotsuya Miko blankly asked the question.

"Make up lessons."

After glancing at Yotsuya Miko, Sakurai turned around and walked straight ahead, offering an answer.

"Could it be that kind of training? Like, training by a secret organization or something?"

"Boss, are you the instructor?"

Following half a step behind Sakurai, her curiosity led her to start having all sorts of wild thoughts.

"Tutoring is tutoring, there's nothing weird about it."

Whether it was just her imagination or not, Yotsuya Miko felt that the boss hesitated a bit when he said that.

Blinking, Miko Yotsuya seemed to realize something.

Masaka, could it be that the boss is...?

slacker student.

I suddenly have a new understanding of the boss.