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

Ugh, why do I have to go to school?!

Suddenly I don't feel like studying anymore. Why did I have to listen to Mafuyu-nee and go to school?

Sakurai, with a pained expression, couldn't help but sigh.

Why does a one-month-old baby have to start high school life?

Never mind...

It's more important to decide what to eat next.

I quickly put those things out of my mind, thinking, "Drink today, for tomorrow we may die."

Let him worry about what's bothering him when he gets home.

He should enjoy life to the fullest when things are going well, and he didn't want to worry about something like this right now.

Walking down the road with his head slightly lowered, Sakurai's path was blocked by a figure.

Without looking up, he took a step to the left to avoid the person and continued walking towards the apartment.

Then the person caught up with him and blocked his way.

With a frown, Sakurai raised his head somewhat unhappily.

White teeth, white teeth, white teeth, what to do...

What to do, what to do, what to do?

Am I going to die? Am I going to die?

I rushed in on impulse.

Yotsuya Miko's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat as Sakurai looked at her coldly.

Calm down, calm down, calm down, take a deep breath, take a deep breath.

After finally calming down, Yotsuya Miko pondered whether she really wanted to ask this big shot who lived as an ordinary person in human society for help.

Thinking in this way, Yotsuya Miko thought of the fat otaku ghost on the rainy night, the long-necked ghost when she washed her face, and the ghost baby that crawled into her bed while she slept.

Thinking about all the bad things I've seen these past few days.

Never mind, let me die if I want to.

Compared to expensive Buddhist prayer beads that might not even be of any use, not seeking out a powerful figure like her would be a recipe for disaster.

With a determined look in her eyes and a gritted jaw, the poor girl with golden eyes and black hair, who had just completed a series of Sichuan opera face-changing acts, bent down with sincerity and resolve.

"Excuse me, could you...?"

"Help."

23. The girl you can see

Oh ~

This guy is.

After taking a closer look, Sakurai remembered that the girl with the same hair and eye color as him was the one who had glanced at him while he was eating his lunch earlier that day but then pretended not to see him.

Sakurai stroked his chin and suddenly added the second half of the sentence for no apparent reason.

"hungry."

"Eh!"

Seeing that Zi made a rather surprised sound.

"I'm hungry and want to eat. If you treat me to a meal, I might listen to what you have to say."

"If you don't agree, then get out of the way."

Looking down at Yotsuya Miko, who was bent over and wouldn't get up, Sakurai came up with this perfect idea that would benefit both parties.

He won twice because he didn't have to think about what to eat or pay for it himself.

As for whether or not to listen to what she has to say afterward, that depends on whether he's in the mood after he's finished eating.

Well....

Before that, you need to take care of your personal hygiene a little.

The lingering stench on his body disgusted Sakurai.

"I understand."

After gritting her teeth and agonizing for a long time, Yotsuya Miko finally gave in after taking out her phone and sending a message to her family.

Seriously, is her junior from the same school really not some bad guy who hangs around in the world?

The identical black mist and smell are just too frightening.

She almost burst into tears when she saw her son swear.

......

"I'm full, I'm full."

Walking down the street, Sakurai patted his stomach, which was filled with two large bowls of noodles. He was satisfied with his taste buds in every sense of the word, but at the cost of Yotsuya Miko's small wallet shrinking significantly.

"Hey you, since you treated me to dinner, just tell me what you need."

"I remember you were terrified of me when you saw me at noon, so why are you coming to my door now?"

Arriving at the park nearby, Sakurai found a chair, crossed his legs, and glanced at Yotsuya Miko, who was obediently following behind him, looking a little distressed about the small amount of money. With a toothpick in his mouth, Sakurai looked like a delinquent, albeit expressionless.

"Please teach me how to deal with bad things."

"If it were you, you would definitely have a way, so please help me."

After following for a while and becoming increasingly impatient, Yotsuya Miko breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, when Sakurai spoke, she clearly and simply explained her purpose.

She'd had enough of seeing bad things but being powerless to deal with them, living in constant fear.

If this continues, she'll go crazy sooner or later.

And they will definitely die.

"Oh, so that means you have the ability to see ghosts, right?"

"No wonder you looked at me like I was a ghost. I don't smell good, do I?"

After thoroughly cleaning the store's restroom, Sakurai finally realized what was happening.

Why did Yotsuya Miko immediately sniff and breathe through her mouth when she saw him?

All right...

After Yotsuya Miko said that, it became clear why Sakurai had changed his sitting posture slightly when he came to see him.

He looked her up and down with the eyes of someone looking at a rare species.

It's extremely rare for an ordinary person to suddenly be able to see something, and judging from her reaction, it's the kind of thing where she can see extremely clearly.

Yotsuya Miko is a rare variety!

Feeling a chill run down her spine under Sakurai's gaze, Yotsuya Miko forced herself to suppress her fear and recall what had happened.

"Yes, a few rainy nights ago, I suddenly could see it; there were bad things everywhere."

Even now, recalling that fat otaku's close-up attack, Yotsuya Miko still feels a bit scared. If she had accidentally given herself away even once, she probably would have been dead.

If it weren't for her will to survive...

She may have disappeared from this world by now.

just like...

Like those people in horror movies who are haunted by ghosts for a series of reasons.

I can't breathe, I can't speak, I can't smile...

died.

In other words, is it after that day?

Speaking of rain, Sakurai recalled the day after he confronted Kirisu Mafuyu.

That day just happened to be...

It started raining heavily.

The timing also matches.

That is to say...

Is the time this guy can "see" exactly the day after those guys arrived in reality?

I have a feeling this isn't a coincidence.

The more I look at it, the more interesting it becomes.

"Really? You can see them, but you have no way to deal with them? According to you, they're everywhere?"

"Then you really are a complete unlucky guy. After all, ordinary people can't deal with them. They can't even touch them."

"But why should I help you?"

"I don't know how you knew I could be of help, but what benefit would I get from helping you? Or rather, you have to offer something in return for my help."

"Don't let my appearance fool you. I don't get involved with strangers easily. Living independently like a goat and ignoring others is my philosophy of life."

"so..."

"What is the reward in exchange for my assistance?"

Sakurai stroked his chin, withdrew his gaze from her unabashedly scrutinizing her, and crossed his legs again, asking Yotsuya Miko this question in return.

He didn't know why this guy had approached him, but he couldn't find a reason to help.