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

Natori rang the doorbell.

As if given prior instruction, the door opened the next second, and behind it stood a boy with short red hair.

The boy was dressed in a dark kimono, with handsome features and a cold expression.

However, when his gaze fell upon the person at the door, he was momentarily stunned.

However, it only took a moment for him to regain his composure.

"Please come in, follow us."

The bird secretly sized up the boy who was leading the way.

He looks like the captain of the basketball team, but while the captain's eyes are red, this young master's eyes are one orange and one red.

The aura is different too.

The red-haired fungus is gentler, while this young master is like over-frozen chocolate.

The bird, feeling that its description was very apt, secretly gave itself a thumbs up in its heart.

The young master led the two to a Japanese-style room. "Grandfather is inside. If there is anything that needs to be prepared, you can instruct the servants guarding outside."

"it is good."

Natori nodded, pulled open the paper door, and said, "Excuse me."

The bird flew in, and only relaxed when it saw the door was closed.

"That boy was the young master who dared to grab the flying head," Natori whispered in Asuka's ear.

"That's incredible!" In every respect.

It's time to get down to business.

The former clan chief, unconscious, lay in the center of the room.

The birds took a brief look.

"Such a strong demonic aura." Natori frowned slightly, feeling somewhat uncomfortable. "It doesn't seem like a newly born demon."

“That’s right,” Asuka suddenly shouted, “Monday, get behind me.”

Thick, ominous black energy gushed forth from the former clan leader's body.

The black mist shooting straight up to the roof adopted an attacking stance, heading towards the two "uninvited guests".

A powerful spiritual force emanated from the bird, forming a protective shield in front of her.

Strange noises emanated from the room.

All the black energy that came into contact with the shimmering blue light seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and retreated in defeat.

Seeing that things were going badly, the black energy quickly retreated back into the former clan leader's body, transferring as much of it back as possible.

"This monster... is it not just ordinary strong?" Natori hesitated.

"Indeed, in that era, he would have been considered a fairly powerful monster."

The bird transformed into a spear and plunged it into the former chieftain's heart.

Because it is a weapon formed from spiritual energy, it is not harmful to ordinary people; at most, it can only imprison monsters in this body.

The bird felt a considerable resistance, but it wasn't a very strong force, so it simply and forcefully resisted.

The rebellion succeeded, and the monster residing within the body temporarily fell silent.

Having great strength does have some advantages.

"I just hope that not many people have studied that summoning circle. The monsters of the past were simply beyond the capabilities of modern humans."

The different eras of birth and upbringing have created a gap in strength that cannot be bridged by any ever-improving demon-slaying formations.

"There are very few exorcists with the ability to summon demons, and most of them are quite disciplined."

"I doubt many people would be willing to give up everything they have and heed the call of risk."

“If we forcibly remove it, there’s no guarantee the old man will wake up.”

The bird looked distressed.

"what."

She tilted her head, clenched her right fist, and lightly tapped her left palm, as if she had come up with a solution.

"After my spirit leaves my body, I should be able to kill the monster and bring its consciousness out with me."

"Please keep an eye on my health on Monday."

Although one can be reincarnated infinitely even after losing their body, it's not a great pity to lose so many friends in this life.

“I’m sorry…” Natori lowered his eyes, even his bitter smile was somewhat forced, “I can’t help Asuka much… Ah, that hurts!”

Fei Niao grinned and withdrew the right hand that had given her childhood friend a sharp rap on the head.

Just moments ago, Natori was wallowing in melancholy, but now he covered his head with both hands and cried out, "Asuka, you little rascal!!"

The bird stuck out its tongue: "So-so, not bad."

She put her hands on her hips and said, "Don't say such meaningless things on Mondays. I wouldn't dare to move forward without your protection."