Anime Crossover: The people the Saniwa knows are all over Japan

With her nimble movements, she slipped through the small door in a flash.

Fortunately, only Matoba and Asuka were able to withstand the "attack" due to their strong spiritual power; the others were sound asleep.

Otherwise, if someone saw it, they would definitely think it was a bird.

78 is a monkey that came down from which mountain and became a spirit.

No, even monkeys need vines or something to jump, but birds are even more powerful; they can do it all by themselves.

Therefore, it is a highly advanced monkey spirit.

Wearing a suit made it inconvenient to move around, so he quickened his pace to catch up with the little girl.

In fact, his speed was considered fast by ordinary people.

The small door to the cabin leads to the bottom, where even in complete darkness, birds can fly swiftly.

Longya, with several grass spirits on her shoulders and head, and a pink pig running around the cabin.

"Puff."

The little pig suddenly stopped in front of a room and nudged the door with its nose.

"This one?" Long Ya asked casually, taking out her tools and fiddling with the door lock with a thin wire.

"Luckily, it's a regular door lock; if it were a combination lock, we would have had to break it down."

He breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the door open.

The room was in a mess, with magic circles of unknown function drawn on the floor and strange talismans pasted on the walls. The overwhelming malice almost made Longa unable to breathe.

In the center of the room sat a monster resembling a child, its legs bound by many chains, imprisoning it in a confined space, unable to move.

Perhaps startled by the sudden bright light, it looked up and saw a pink pig running towards it.

"Baku!" Zashiki-warashi exclaimed in surprise. It got up to go over, but was dragged down by the chain and stumbled.

I almost forgot about this annoying thing.

The Zashiki-warashi was somewhat annoyed, but there was nothing she could do about these things.

It and the Dream Eater are not monsters that are good at attacking. They have spiritual power, but they are bound by the formation and have no choice but to be controlled by others.

How awful! How awful! Those despicable humans—

Black smoke kept emanating from the top of the Zashiki-warashi's head, and the Baku anxiously circled around it, finally diverting some of its attention.

Ryoga entered the room, and the Zashiki-warashi, sensing the presence of humans, became somewhat out of control again.

"Hey, don't get so excited. I'm also the savior that little pig invited."

Longya, who had been maliciously targeted, touched her nose. After seeing that it had calmed down a bit because of these words, she took a few steps closer.

"Let me see. It's not a difficult lock to open. Maybe it's because I was so focused on maxing out magic defense that I neglected physical defense."

The blacksmith's abilities are limited; focusing on a single aspect is already challenging enough. Since ordinary craftsmen cannot modify or adjust items made with spiritual energy, they can only pay attention to the more important aspects.

"You've finally arrived. Everyone's been waiting for you."

A sinister voice came from behind. A young man dressed in black stood outside the door, followed by a middle-aged man with gray hair but full of energy.

Both of them exuded an aura of malice, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.

"Ryuga, I never expected you to be on the side of the yokai. You know I've always admired you. If you're willing to join us, I can not only make you the captain of my tennis team, but also have Tsuchimikado teach you how to control spiritual power, giving you authority and making you important. Otherwise, you know what I'm capable of."

The middle-aged man skillfully persuaded him, employing both kindness and severity; he was clearly adept at this approach.

"Tsk." Long Ya didn't appreciate it. "Old man, save your trouble. You should use this energy to buy yourself a couple more graves so you can choose where to go after you die."

He's used to a carefree and unrestrained life, so why would he easily settle down in one place?

Ryoga had a sharp tongue and an extremely arrogant attitude, which made Sakura Fubuki secretly resentful.

"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences. Let's see if you can still be so arrogant later."

"Mr. Tsuchimikado, please."