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

For Sakurai, who only anticipates the future during battles, he has no idea what will happen next.

His ability to foresee the future is limited; he can only see a very short part of the future.

It's not as powerful as the legends say.

and so--

Before the next great battle unfolds.

All he could do was prepare and then eliminate all the supernatural elements at the so-called "Final Station."

Before that, he couldn't be bothered to think about anything.

Sometimes Sakurai would think how wonderful it would be if one day he could find a "brain" that could analyze situations for him.

Unfortunately, given his luck, he never had that opportunity.

By the way, next time I have the chance, I should ask that shady dealer to help me prepare a means of transportation.

I remember that in this country, you can get a motorcycle license at the age of 16, so I need to ask him to help me get one.

Sakurai was speechless when he thought about how he had run all the way here based on the address given by the unscrupulous merchant, barely managed to get on the bus before the doors closed, and didn't even have time to drop the girl off.

Moreover, the last time he went to the abandoned factory, he couldn't hail a taxi no matter what he did. After arresting Miko Yotsuya from her house, he carried her all the way to the bus stop before he could finally get a ride.

I've had enough of having to rely on my own two legs for every single action.

Sakurai, who was seething with hatred inside, still maintained his expressionless demeanor.

At least he could be said to have mastered the poker face technique he learned from Kirisu Mafuyu.

The kind of student who surpasses the teacher.

In the pitch black, Fumino Furuhashi had no idea how much time had passed.

Wearing her pajamas, she didn't even look at her phone to find out the time.

As for bothering Sakurai over something like this, she simply couldn't muster the courage.

In the end, not knowing what she could do, she could only close her eyes, smell the rotten stench in the air, and quietly wait for the unknown to unfold before her.

As for Sakurai, needless to say, the amount of time is meaningless to him.

No matter how long the bus ride takes, it will eventually reach its final stop, just like in ghost stories. Until then...

He just needs to wait quietly.

[Before the final stop, before the final stop]

With a slight sway, the bus came to a stop.

finally...

After an unknown amount of time, we arrived at the final stop.

"get off."

Sakurai glanced at Fumino Furukawa, who had opened her eyes to the sound of the loudspeaker, and stood up.

He got off the car first.

After getting off the bus, Sakurai stared at the bus parked there, his eyes slightly narrowed, remaining motionless.

He suddenly had a very interesting idea.

Since the guy in this haunted spot uses this bus to travel between reality and reality.

If he were to dismantle this bus, wouldn't that force the guy to come out and meet him?

This would save him the time of searching for the mastermind's location.

Going straight into a boss battle sounds incredibly exciting!

"that..."

"What should we do next?"

Following behind Sakurai with a blank expression, Fumino Furukawa tried to ask about the next course of action.

"Follow."

Using only fists and a short knife would take forever to dismantle, which would be too stupid.

So, do I really need a heavy weapon?

Baseball bat, fire axe, or hammer, etc.

If you have the chance to see it, see if you can find out from the corresponding paranormal entity.

An unusual art style

Shaking his head, Sakurai temporarily suppressed his restless thoughts.

We'll have to use this bus to take him home later.

He didn't want to make the trip again, especially since he didn't know exactly how far this place was from the city.

It's very tiring.

I've had enough of running over ten kilometers in one go last time, and I definitely don't want to do it again.

really...

Transportation needs to be arranged.

He's too young to drive a car, so let's leave that aside for now. If possible, we should at least prepare a motorcycle.

Ideally, it should be a remnant of a motorcycle, so that it can be driven directly into the haunted location and used more conveniently.

Sakurai came to this conclusion once again.

anyway...

Are there really such large relics?

Oh well, unscrupulous merchants always find a way.

That guy is absolutely trustworthy in this regard.

As long as the money is available.

Sakurai was more confident in this than that guy.

Taking a deep breath, Sakurai turned his gaze away from the bus and carefully examined the eerie spot.

This was a common rural village in that period of the last century.

Desolate. Sparsely populated.

A faint black aura emanated from the surrounding area of ​​the village.

The village, which is not very large, has only about ten wooden houses.

Every house was tightly shut, and there was no sign of human activity.

Conventionally, the houses in haunted locations are said to contain something.

Just as real houses are inhabited by humans, these houses are haunted by supernatural forces.

Not counting this, this village—

[Completely deserted]

There was no sign of life, and the area was completely deserted.

Everywhere you look, every household has a white lantern hanging on its walls.

The lantern was filled with a shimmering green flame.

The silence was tinged with a chill that seeped into the body.

At the entrance to the village stands a stone tablet weathered by time.

The inscription on the stone tablet is now blurred and illegible, but it is probably the name of the village.

Sakurai wasn't very concerned about this.

He didn't come here to investigate; his purpose was simply to "cut down" this unruly fellow who spread strange tales and hunted without restraint.

If possible, it would be best to try that guy's taste.

Sakurai licked his sharp fangs, thinking to himself.

but...

Before fighting the master of this place, we must first deal with the [villagers].

The buildings in haunted locations all have their own significance.

There are about ten wooden houses, and each one is inhabited by a supernatural being.

Before the big battle, let's start by taking action against you.

"Excuse me, is there anything I can do to help?"

Somewhat frightened, Fumino Furuhashi followed behind Sakurai, forcing herself to ask him a question.

"Keep up with me, and hide yourself if there's any danger."

Sakurai pulled out a short dagger used for combat from his shoulder bag and handed the bag to Fumino Furukawa.

"It won't end until I take you home."

......

......

Fumino Furukawa felt as if she had just woken up from a dream.

A nightmare from which I cannot wake up.

In her dream, she was drawn into a strange tale and boarded a bus that led to another world.

On the bus, she encountered a somewhat aloof boy.

He was also her savior.