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

Pain, despair, resentment, and bitterness...

The Slit-Mouthed Woman could not accept that she had fallen to this state because of mere humans.

For the first time, the Slit-Mouthed Woman actually prayed to a god from ghost stories whose existence was unknown...

I hope I can survive.

Perhaps as if his prayers had been answered, she did not hear the deadly sound of the hammer hitting the ground, which seemed to follow her everywhere.

Did I escape?

An immense joy filled the Slit-Mouthed Woman's heart, and she vowed...

Next, she will find a human kindergarten to celebrate this hard-won joy.

And to make amends for the humiliation we suffer today.

Just you wait, human. Once I've recovered to my full form, I'll make you regret ever being born.

I will suck your marrow, chew your bones, swallow your body, and drink your blood.

The Slit-Mouthed Woman, her mind racing, suppressed the urge to stand up and quietly hid in a corner.

Time ticked by, and the thought that it was finally over filled her mind.

Slit-mouthed woman, suppressing her joy, tentatively raised her head from her hiding corner.

That ugly appearance was once again exposed to the air.

Then she saw...

A man holding a hammer in one hand stood indifferently directly opposite him, his cold, emotionless eyes, as dazzling as gold, staring silently down at him.

It seems we've been waiting for quite some time.

"Got you."

The man said so.

9. The strange tale of immortality

Sakurai, dragging his octagonal, bright silver hammer, hung about a hundred meters behind the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

This is a bustling downtown area, and it's indeed late at night, but there's still a possibility that some young people might be wandering around outside at night.

Now that Sakurai has a better understanding of how to conduct himself in society, he is unwilling to go too far in such a place.

so...

Sakurai deliberately stood still for a while, giving the slit-mouthed woman, whose body was constantly twisting, a chance to struggle to her feet and escape.

Moreover, what if the urban legends are connected?

He could remember how many strange tales this country had.

Maybe if he waits, he can kill a few more, then his luck will be off the charts.

Considering this, Sakurai didn't mind giving himself and the Slit-Mouthed Woman a chance.

That could be a large sum of extra money.

You can also have a good meal to boost your energy.

after all...

He is still far, far away from his goal.

We must become as strong as possible in the shortest amount of time.

The thought of that being whose name couldn't even be uttered made Sakurai...

I trembled at the thought.

One day, he will personally kill that guy.

absolute!

As for the Slit-Mouthed Woman...

If she could escape, that would be a testament to the Slit-Mouthed Woman's skill.

But is it really possible?

Sakurai was unwilling to let go of the hard-won whetstone.

and...

Ghost stories must disappear.

absolute!

Sakurai's gaze was coldly fixed on the Slit-Mouthed Woman's back, hanging far behind her.

We'll just wait for the right opportunity to deliver a blow.

【Strange Tales】are also considered the most unusual of the unusual in the supernatural.

If ordinary supernatural phenomena, or even those involving fallen gods like Aragami, disappear completely after being defeated and become nourishment for this world...

The very existence of ghost stories like the Slit-Mouthed Woman is a mistake.

As long as the stories that have been passed down have not been forgotten.

Even after being defeated, it will reappear in another form not long afterward, and it will be the same entity as the previous one that was defeated.

I think, therefore I am; a terrifying presence existing within the human heart.

This is what makes the existence of "ghost stories" so special.

It's like a cancer cell, or a bug in a program; it will never truly disappear.

If the supernatural is the "virus cell" of this world...

Ghost stories are cancer cells within cells.

As long as the "conditions" in the story are met, one can indiscriminately attack living humans.

Even those who cannot see can be killed by ghost stories.

In the realm of the supernatural, only ghost stories, once discovered, are destined to be condemned.

We must do it, no matter the cost.

This is a tacit consensus in the mystical world.

This has always been Sakurai's principle.

If it weren't for the emergence of the God of Wisdom who bound the two worlds, the unkillable ghost story might have caused even more turmoil.

Sakurai doesn't consider himself a qualified member of the mystical world, one could say...

In the realm of mystery, he is an anomaly among anomalies.

But--

That doesn't mean he'll just stand by and watch these strange tales run rampant.

Sakurai knew perfectly well how much blood these notorious ghost stories in this country had on their hands.

If they feed on humans, they deserve to die.

He would crush any one he saw.

Using the most cruel and violent methods...

Destroy it.

Having already witnessed humanity's demise once, Sakurai was unwilling to see a similar situation repeat itself.

He will protect this world.

Protect those who are valued in this hard-won second life.

Her already excessively cold expression grew even colder.

"Strange tales, the oddities in the supernatural, the immortal and indestructible."

Sakurai tightened his grip on the octagonal, bright silver hammer and began to chant softly.

"I'm curious whether my immortality can surpass yours."

"I'm curious, are ghost stories... really unkillable?"

"After hunting down the supernatural, I will obtain its remains."

"What about ghost stories, which are a type of supernatural phenomenon?"

"Yes or no..."

"The same?"

If you want to try it...

Let's start with the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

......

Honestly, based on Sakurai's feelings...

The Slit-Mouthed Woman is far too weak, one could even say...

It's far too weak.

The last thing he chased and beat was that giant spider in the abandoned factory.

But that time he had to die several times to read the timeline before he could complete this.

however--

The Slit-Mouthed Woman, who left a formidable name in the supernatural world, is actually on the same level as that insignificant giant spider.

To be honest, Sakurai was somewhat disappointed.

Especially in...

He wanted to test his new partner's skills.