DanMachi, My Members Are From Slice-of-Life Anime

"Looks like you really don't have time? You've even given up on traditional crafts."

Shaka asked seriously, "Have you ever heard of the 'Victory Team'?"

"I don't believe in light."

"I mean, I'm busy protecting the planet. I have no time to write, let alone clean my gun."

"With what?"

"Light novels!"

On the other end of the line, Kasumigaoka Utaha had a strange look on her face... Light novels save the world? That seems like a good theme.

She crossed her legs, her shapely curves pressing together to create an alluring arc, and a languid voice escaped from her thin lips:

"Alright, I'll explain it to Yuanzi, using your simple and unpretentious reason."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Jia stared at her phone, speechless.

I really am protecting the Earth!

He remembered Kotoko Iwanaga's request.

"The Slit-Mouthed Woman incident seems to have escalated again. Could it be that she has truly mysteriously resurrected?"

With that in mind, Xia Jia posted an announcement in the group, reminding everyone not to wander around at night.

As for the story Kotoko Iwanaga told...

Xia Jia's expression was strange: "It seems like I've read those supernatural Xu Xian stories before..."

Xia Jia became increasingly strange, then slowly typed two lines on her phone:

That night, by a streetlamp, I met the "girl" who gave me my first kiss. Little did I expect that after that day, they would come knocking on my door one after another.

Sadako stuck in the TV, Hanako peeping at boys in the toilet, the woman who likes little boys, Tomie who can create countless clones...

"Won't I ruin the everyday world?"

Xia Jia is getting more and more engrossed in writing. If it were true, I wonder which lucky person would become the Knight of Ghosts.

May the everyday world be free of man-eating demons, and only filled with greedy older sisters who crave sea cucumbers.

……

The everyday world.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Kotoko Iwanaga carried her schoolbag and went home after school.

As she said, the Slit-Mouthed Woman incident has become somewhat out of control, with victims whose lips have been torn off including detectives.

Coupled with the fact that it is a well-known urban legend and the testimonies of the victims, public opinion is rapidly fermenting.

"I hope the author of 'Descendant' will release a new work soon."

Hua la la la——

Spring is a rainy season. Kotoko Iwanaga walked along the unfamiliar alleyway, holding an umbrella. The surrounding houses were unexpectedly deserted, with few lights on. The only source of light was her mobile phone.

The phone displays the latest news:

[Shinichi Kudo, the savior of the Japanese police, once again helps them solve the "Dorobiga Amusement Park murder case."]

[The Slit-Mouthed Woman strikes again: Is it police incompetence, or a tragedy for taxpayers?]

"If that police savior is so awesome, then he should take care of the Slit-Mouthed Woman, you bastard!"

Kotoko Iwanaga turned off the news and shone her phone's light on the road sign: "Is this the area?"

[Sakura City, Beika-cho 2-21, Kudo Residence]

"What a coincidence."

Her eyebrows twitched, her gaze falling on the two small buildings behind her. She stepped forward, her phone's flashlight illuminating the road.

Rumble.

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky.

Kotoko Iwanaga saw a woman squatting in front of the house, soaked to the bone by the rain.

She was wearing an unfamiliar high school uniform, and sat silently with her knees drawn up to her chest in front of Xia Jia's apartment.

In front of her stood a lewd-looking man, holding a black umbrella, seemingly muttering something. His unnatural upturned lips and the blond hair on his head made Kotoko Iwanaga feel uncomfortable.

Kotoko Iwanaga saw countless dark, vengeful spirits clinging to the blond-haired man's body. Female hands gripped his body, chanting incantations:

"Eat her, she's so juicy! Eat her!"

"Hey, want to come to my house? For just a little something insignificant, you can have a warm bed and delicious food."

Ze Yong Taisuke used his hoarse voice to seduce her.

Ogiwara Sayu raised her head, staring blankly at Sawanaga Taisuke.

She ran away from home in Hokkaido—no, she ran away. Her parents and brother had become very strange since some time ago.

Every time school ended, her mother would hide in the kitchen chopping meat, her father would read the newspaper in silence, and her older brother would always have a strange smile. Several times, Shayou saw bloodstains of some unknown creature on the edge of her brother's trousers.

Saya was so scared that one day she ran away from home with all her pocket money and escaped from that terrifying place.

However, without financial support, it would be difficult to survive in this society, and all of his savings were spent after arriving in Sakura City.

They usually live the life of a scavenger, sleeping under a small blanket under an overpass and going out during the day to collect aluminum cans.

She felt that even so, it was safer than that terrifying home.

But today, a sudden downpour trapped her on this eerie street. The street was dark and gloomy, like the palace of death, ready to devour anyone who might harm it.

Just now, she saw two foreigners dressed in black rush into the apartment next door, and they seemed to be carrying guns.

That person is definitely not a good person.

And now...

The man in front of her was also plotting something against her.

She looked up, the cold rain splashing on her face. Spring was in full bloom, but the cold air after the rain made her shiver.

At one point, she thought: if this continues, I'll probably get sick and die on the roadside.

Perhaps, agreeing to this man's offer wouldn't be so bad; at least I could survive.

She raised her head, her mouth trembling as she opened it: "I, I..."

The rain seemed to stop, and the static from the television echoed in Sayu's ears. In her field of vision, Taisuke Sawanaga's smile grew wider and wider, his mouth stretching all the way to his ears.

"Yuko, why are you sitting by the door?"

At that moment, a clear female voice rang out, and the rain began to fall instantly, drip-dropping. The noise in my ears disappeared, and the terrible sense of oppression vanished without a trace.

Shayou looked up.

She was a girl as delicate as a porcelain doll, seemingly only a middle school student. Her movements were somewhat strange; one eye was lifeless, yet it glowed faintly in the darkness.

"Yuko? Are you calling me?"

Kotoko Iwanaga stepped forward, ignoring Taisuke Sawanaga standing next to Yusa, and asked worriedly, "Yusako, why didn't you tell me you were coming? And why are you squatting by the door?"

"Hey. Little girl, do you know what you're doing?" Ze Naga Taisuke clenched his fists, his expression contorted.

The ghostly hand behind him grabbed Taisuke Sawanaga's face, constantly tempting him: "Together, together, they're all so juicy!"

Kotoko Iwanaga turned around, her cold gaze sweeping over Taisuke Sawanaga behind her:

"What brings you to my house?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the Xiajia Apartment behind him suddenly turned on.

Sawaei Taisuke was startled, and the demonic hand also retreated due to Iwanaga Kotoko's demonic aura.

Seeing that there were still people inside, he scoffed, put his hands in his pockets, and left cursing.

Kotoko Iwanaga stared at Taisuke Sawanaga's retreating figure until he disappeared, before her gaze finally fell on Sayu.

"Let's go inside. It's not very safe at night these days."

Chapter 61 The God of Wisdom Joins the Group

"So, this child is going to live in my house now?"

Xia Jia held her phone, watching the video of Ogiwara Sayu wearing her white shirt, while Iwanaga Kotoko's voice came through:

“There’s no other way. You know the situation. It’s too dangerous to leave this child out there. Besides, according to her, her relatives may be involved in some mysterious incident and are now homeless.”

Shaga's expression was strange.

According to Xia Jia's understanding, Ogiwara Sayu was originally the daughter of a moderately wealthy family, but she chose to run away from home because of money and even became a divine servant girl.

Xia Jia normally wouldn't have felt much sympathy for this kind of rich second-generation heiress, but after hearing the actual situation, she didn't know how to handle it.

"Did you choose to run away because all your relatives are abnormal?"

This was the first strange event that Shaga had come into close contact with.

Are there many incidents like this lately?