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

Feeling a bit sleepy, he postponed his planned goal for the time being, casually made a few ghostly calls along the way to kill time, and then went home to rest.

I woke up to find the sun already high in the sky.

After washing up and getting dressed, Sakurai went to a nearby ramen shop to fill her stomach.

Remembering what he hadn't done last night, he excitedly hailed a taxi and rushed to the legendary "cursed building" to have a buffet...

Then it came to nothing.

Sakurai covered his face with one hand, looking slightly downcast.

When did this happen?

So, someone else is trying to steal my ghost food?

"This shouldn't be happening," Sakurai thought, confused.

This is outrageous. Does that mean there are other enthusiastic exorcists besides me?

Is this for real? The rewards for those people who hunt ghosts are entirely based on luck. Who would be so foolish as to go and solo ghost locations without having any commissions?

Even the most novice wouldn't risk their life so easily, right?

Are there really people this stupid in the world?

This is clearly stealing business. 【Chihiro】②⑤⑤⑤⑨⑤③00

Sakurai, who had investigated nearby haunted locations long before the paranormal resurgence and added them all to the buffet restaurant's list, was now somewhat speechless and angry.

Who on earth stole my food and then cleaned it all up so thoroughly? At least leave me a little something to fill my teeth, you bastard!

Left with no other choice, Sakurai could only wander around the streets looking for this supernatural object that he could use to vent his anger.

Then, naturally, I gained nothing and only managed to eat a little something to fill my stomach.

What should I do? I'm so angry. Is there anything durable that I can use to vent my anger?

Thinking this way, Sakurai realized she could try looking for a suitable location on her phone.

Then, quite naturally, I took out my phone, which had been on silent for a long time...

It took several moments for me to see the missed call from Miko Yotsuya and an email with only three capital letters.

His expression froze as he thought of Yotsuya Miko's expression, wanting to cry but not daring to.

Sakurai, his lips twitching, immediately sent a shake message to Yotsuya Miko without thinking.

12. The Mutant Fallen Samurai

Almost the instant Sakurai successfully sent the message, a phone call came in.

Without the slightest worry that it might be a cursed call, Sakurai Geisha boldly pressed the answer button.

"Boss, you said that in the world..."

“Is there a God?”

On the other end of the phone, Miko Yotsuya, her voice filled with confusion, asked Sakurai hesitantly.

"Oh? What happened?"

"Tell me more about it."

"I am very interested."

Sakurai's eyes lit up and he became interested.

"Wait, how about coming to the store instead of talking on the phone?"

"I'll wait for you at that coffee shop we met last time."

According to what Sakurai knew.

In this world, beings called "gods" should be extremely rare.

More often than not, they degenerate into supernatural deities.

It's like a situation similar to that of an Aragami (a type of deity in Chinese mythology).

Is his assistant really that lucky?

Or rather, what exactly did the Son see that wasn't the word of God?

He once hunted down monks who disguised themselves as gods and Buddhas, and also vanquished Sakurai, who had fallen into the form of a ghost...

On this point...

It's hard not to be interested.

Even Sakurai has things he's curious about.

For example--

The question of whether gods also bleed.

After all, the fact that his assistant was so panicked can only mean one thing—

The fact that the deity the other party mentioned is actually the [enemy] is a fact.

......

......

The incident began last night, around dusk, after she and Hua bought a cake...

She encountered a ghost resembling a down-on-his-luck samurai. Startled, she didn't even have time to eat the candy before trying to avoid the ominous-looking ghost.

And then today...

She and Hua had agreed to go to the movies, but Hua was unexpectedly late.

......

"Hua is so slow, is she alright?"

I glanced at the time on my phone and saw that Zi looked a little worried.

After learning about the paranormal events, she couldn't help but feel worried.

The concern is what would happen if Hua also encountered such a situation.

Although she now has a backer, as expected...

If possible, Yotsuya Miko would prefer to rely on herself.

"I'm sorry to see you..."

"I just rescued a dog and I'm a little late."

Although the specific reason was unclear, what Hua saw behind him as he rushed over was even worse than what he had seen yesterday...

A down-on-his-luck samurai.

......

"Hua went to that cursed building."

Taking a sip of coffee, Yotsuya Miko was at her wit's end with her best friend.

This is what they mean by ignorance is bliss.

Hua was unaware of the true nature of this world, so she couldn't help but help the little boy when she saw him crying.

Just thinking about that scene still makes Miko Yotsuya feel a little scared.

Behind Hua, who was running up panting, was a disheveled warrior with an even more ferocious and terrifying appearance.

In Yotsuya Miko's eyes, it was a scene that was extremely shocking.

“I think I might know why your friend is favored by the paranormal.”

Sakurai remembered that the shrewd businessman had mentioned that Yotsuya Miko's friend was born with life energy far stronger than most people, and that this energy could be replenished by eating.

She has a natural ability to attract supernatural beings, and small supernatural beings are destroyed when they get close to her.

For those who are slightly more powerful and supernatural, she is the perfect hand warmer.

"I'll find a way to help your friend solve this problem. Your friend is actually more welcome in the supernatural world than your eyes."

"Compared to that, you just said..."

"After you followed your friend into the cursed building, that guy changed, right?"

She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that the boss's aura was a bit low when he said those words.

Sakurai couldn't help but grind his teeth.

The meaning of this statement is already obvious.

He actually got his monster stolen by a supernatural being one day?!

"Jianzi, I have a very serious question for you."

"Where is that guy? Where is the guy who followed your friend all the way?"

"I'll help you vent your anger."

Sakurai made up his mind: anyone who dared to steal his monster would be compensated with it.

He wanted to see what it was like to eat the supernatural elements of a cursed building.

"It has been eliminated."

Miko looked at Sakurai and gave this answer in a low voice.

"Eliminated? That shouldn't be the case."

"Even I would have to put in a bit of effort to deal with this level of paranormal activity."

"Is it related to the god you mentioned, Miko?"

She nodded obediently.

"Understood. Assistant, please repeat it from beginning to end. I won't interrupt you."

After taking a sip of coffee, Sakurai, who still wanted milk, made a gesture as if she were sewing her mouth shut.