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

So...

This is the last one.

The ghost stories about humans feeding on ghosts were eventually defeated by humans who also fed on ghost stories...

Isn't this a kind of "perfection"?

Sakurai swung his octagonal silver hammer at the back of the head of the slit-mouthed woman who had been caught up again.

The hammer swirled gracefully through the air, grazing the head of the slit-mouthed woman, its heat scorching amidst the thunderous roar.

In the blink of an eye, half of the slit-mouthed woman's smooth, long, straight black hair was burned away.

The Slit-Mouthed Woman dared not move; she was completely stunned by the entire ghost story.

Ahead lies a menacing hammer, behind him, an even more terrifying human force advancing step by step.

The terrified Kuchisake-onna is now in a dilemma.

I want....

do you died?

Staring blankly at the hammer in front of her, and glancing at Sakurai who was only a step away behind her, the Slit-Mouthed Woman thought to herself.

Yes...

I’m dying!!!

Was he going to be killed by the humans he had always looked down upon?

Out of fear, the Slit-Mouthed Woman's face twisted into a grimace, her ugly, fangs writhing and the slit that stretched all the way to her ears becoming tangled together.

This made its already excessively ugly appearance even more grotesque.

She is...

fear.

11. Extermination of the Great Ghost Story: The Slit-Mouthed Woman & New Incidents

The distance between humans and ghost stories is incredibly short.

The gilded eyes and the jet-black pupils reflected each other.

One is indifferent and detached, the other is resentful and helpless.

Both sides knew that one of them would perish here.

And this is one of them...

It has already been born at this moment.

As a ghost story, the Slit-Mouthed Woman suffered a complete defeat in this round of confrontation.

"Humans, I will return, when I return..."

"I will tear you to pieces."

The slit-mouthed woman roared and howled, her scorched black hair flying wildly in the air, as she laid down her curse.

Those needle-like pupils stared intently at Sakurai's indifferent face, determined to memorize it.

No matter how much time passes, as long as she comes back to this world, she will find this human.

After he dies, he seeks out his friends, those around him, his descendants...

She will definitely take revenge for everything that happened today.

The pain from being struck with a blunt instrument, along with the fear and resentment in her heart, constantly reminded the Slit-Mouthed Woman of her agony...

Never forget the human being before you.

she...

I will absolutely, positively come back.

regardless...

No matter the cost, it will come back.

absolute! ! !

To bring this human being, who has ravaged this land to such an extent...

Torn to pieces.

"up to you."

"If you can do that, I'd love to welcome you."

"I wouldn't mind killing you again, I just hope that then..."

"I just hope it won't be as weak as it was this time."

With a faint smile and a still indifferent tone, Sakurai raised his hand, and the octagonal bright silver hammer that had fallen to the ground flew back into his hand on its own. The moment he grasped the hammer handle, an invisible cut appeared on his palm from the aura of the weapon.

Crimson blood flowed down the wound, staining the gleaming octagonal silver hammer.

Sakurai knew...

The Slit-Mouthed Woman definitely knows a lot of information.

If he had used torture to extract confessions, perhaps he could have learned a lot about the whereabouts of other ghost stories.

Perhaps we can learn many secrets.

but--

so what?

If we're talking about what he does, how is it any different from the Slit-Mouthed Woman who tortures humans?

He raised the blood-stained, enchanted hammer high, then brought it down heavily, crushing the Slit-Mouthed Woman's resentment and curses, her unwillingness and despair—

This is the end.

This country's most widely circulated ghost story, the legendary Slit-Mouthed Woman, on the day she was resurrected...

It was defeated by a single human being.

During this time, she struggled in pain and felt desperate and helpless, but she did not receive support from her fellow ghost story enthusiasts.

The slit-mouthed woman's flesh writhed, eventually turning into pitch-black black mist. The twisted black mist gradually expanded and finally dissipated into the air.

It's the world's fault.

The eternally existing mystery of the Slit-Mouthed Woman has finally been defeated.

By a self-proclaimed human, an immortal and indestructible anomaly...

Obliteration.

All that remained was a large pair of scissors stained with blood.

This is...

One of the symbols of the Slit-Mouthed Woman is the scissors used to cut open the victim's face.

Until then...

No one has ever found any artifacts after exorcising ghost stories; it's been discussed by people in the industry...

Perhaps that is why the existence of ghost stories has never been completely eradicated.

If the ghost stories he killed left behind artifacts, does that mean...?

Will the Slit-Mouthed Woman completely disappear from this world from now on?

Or perhaps, the Slit-Mouthed Woman will revive again, but by then...

Will the Slit-Mouthed Woman still be the Slit-Mouthed Woman?

Sakurai didn't care about that; he...

Feeling a bit tired.

A wave of exhaustion washed over him, and all he wanted to do was sleep.

The kind of person who can fall asleep the moment their head hits the pillow.

If talking to his past self doesn't count as rest, how long has it been since he closed his eyes?

Sakurai couldn't remember such a thing anymore.

......

......

Sakurai's expression wasn't good right now; in fact, his expression had never been good.

Most of the time, they have a cold and aloof demeanor.

However, judging from the results, he is now several percentage points colder than usual, it can be said that...

He was indeed quite depressed.

He was just being a little lazy, he was just too tired and went straight to sleep, right?

Can anyone tell him...?

Why is there not a single supernatural event in the much-discussed "cursed building"?

This is so weird!!!

Last night, after defeating the Slit-Mouthed Woman, he bit into the scissors that had fallen.

Besides the metallic taste in his mouth, Sakurai's exhaustion, which made it impossible to chew, surged back into his heart.

Then he gave up on using the Slit-Mouthed Woman's remains to fill his stomach.