In this crossover anime, I fight against the supernatural in my everyday world.

"Don't worry, Lord Yexing won't mind. What's important is the sentiment behind your gift, not the taste itself, understand?"

With her mother's encouragement, Yui Yuigahama became noticeably more confident and nodded.

"Well, then I understand."

"Now that you know, why don't you hurry up and deliver it?"

"Eh?"

Yui Yuigahama glanced out the window and hesitated.

"But it's still raining..."

Yuihama's mother smiled.

"Once you've made up your mind, just do it, Yui! Don't hesitate!"

"it is good!"

Yui Yuigahama thought to herself that she had hesitated for so long, and it was time to put everything else aside and express her true feelings.

Just like Miura Yumiko had told her.

Friendships that require disguising oneself and carefully maintaining have no inherent value.

Furthermore, Yui Yuigahama does not believe that the feelings between members of the Superpower Society are such shallow and easily broken things.

Continuing to cover it up unilaterally is an insult to the feelings between the members.

"Mom, I'm going out!"

Yui Yuigahama put on her shoes and was about to push open the door and leave.

Seeing this, Yuihama's mother quickly picked up the exquisite box on the table, handed it to her daughter, and chuckled.

"What's the rush? You forgot everything. Here, there's also an umbrella."

Yui Yuigahama took the box and umbrella, and then ran towards the elevator.

Yuihama's mother waved from behind, a gentle smile on her face.

"Be careful on the road~"

"I understand."

Meanwhile, neither Yui's mother nor Yui noticed that on the rooftop of a tall building opposite their apartment building...

A man wearing a black hoodie, his face covered by a yellowed old mask, with only a pair of malicious and distorted eyes visible, was using binoculars to monitor the exit of the apartment building.

When he saw Yui Yuigahama walk out, carrying an exquisite box, holding an umbrella, and dressed casually, a look of madness and excitement flashed in his eyes.

The man stretched out his left hand and caught the rain falling from the sky. He looked up at the overcast sky, his bloodshot eyes showing an eerie dilation of the pupils.

"Immediately...Immediately I will offer sacrifices for you!"

Immediately afterwards, he pulled an old-fashioned cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

"Hello, this is the Kyoto City Television hotline. How can I help you?"

The man's voice was as grating as a broken gong.

“I have a news tip.”

"Excuse me, what kind of news lead is it?"

The man spoke slowly, his voice carrying a strange laugh.

"One hour from now, at 9 p.m. tonight, the real Teru Teru Bozu Killer will appear at the Suga editorial office. You can look up the location yourself."

Upon hearing this, the operator on the other end of the line was clearly taken aback for a moment, and then cautiously began to speak.

"How...how did you know that?"

A look of pure enjoyment appeared in the man's eyes as he spoke, word by word.

"Because I am the killer of teru teru bozu (Japanese sunny dolls)."

.......

Meanwhile, Yui Yuigahama, who had just arrived at the train station, heard an announcement that the train service was suspended due to heavy rain.

"This...how could this happen..."

Yui Yuigahama pursed her lips. Her clothes on her left shoulder were slightly wet from the heavy rain, even with an umbrella.

Do not know why.

Although it has been raining frequently lately, today's rain is exceptionally heavy, as if the gods are angry.

"what to do..."

Yui Yuigahama muttered to herself, tightening her grip on the box of cookies in her right hand, her gaze gradually hardening.

"It doesn't matter so much!"

Yui Yuigahama gritted her teeth, gripped the umbrella in her left hand, and held the cookie box to her heart with her right hand as she ran quickly out of the train station.

Her home wasn't too far from where Ye Xing lived, only about four or five kilometers away.

But as the rain intensified, a strong wind also swept through the area.

Rather than using an umbrella to shield herself from the rain, Yui Yuigahama's action at this moment was more like using the umbrella as a shield to block the rain swept in by the wind.

Even so, she carefully protected the cookie box, ensuring that not a single drop of rain fell on it.

Due to the sudden downpour, this usually bustling street was deserted, with not a single pedestrian in sight.

Only the occasional passing vehicles on the road illuminated Yui Yuigahama as she struggled forward in the storm.

She considered taking a taxi, but couldn't find a single one.

"Phew... just hang in there a little longer."

Yui Yuigahama muttered to herself.

"They've already gone... phew... about two hundred meters..."

Just as Yui Yuigahama was struggling to move forward, she glanced back and suddenly noticed a mysterious person wearing a black hoodie and a yellowish mask following closely behind her.

Even under the cover of the pouring rain, the other person's bloodshot pupils exuded a chilling and twisted aura.

Yui Yuigahama paused for a moment, then subconsciously quickened her pace.

But she discovered that the faster she walked, the faster the other person walked.

The two of them always maintained a distance of no more than five meters.

"Who...who are you!? Why are you following me!?"

Although Yui Yuigahama had already guessed the answer, she still forced herself to remain calm and asked the question.

"who am I?"

The hooded man stopped and looked at Yui Yuigahama with a strange, almost artistic, gaze.

He stood with his arms outstretched in the pouring rain, his voice twisted with madness.

"I am the savior who will bring sunshine to this world!"

Then, the man's eyes locked onto Yui Yuigahama's face, and he slowly spoke.

"And you will become one of my works of art, leaving a mark on human history!"

"Do not..."

As the man approached her step by step, Yui took two steps back. Her already sore legs became even weaker due to nervousness, and she accidentally stumbled and fell to the ground.

The delicate cookie box she was holding fell to the ground, scattering the cookies inside all over the floor.

"Do not."

Yui Yuigahama gritted her teeth, staring directly at the person in front of her. She had already guessed the other person's identity and mustered all her courage.

"You... are nothing but a psychologically twisted serial killer, nothing more!"

"What did you say!?"

Upon hearing this, the man became even more agitated.

As a serial killer, what he enjoyed most was the sense of accomplishment he felt when his actions changed the weather throughout the entire Sakura Province.

From this feeling, he also gains a sense of exhilaration, as if everything is under his control.

But now, everything he has done has been completely negated by this prey?

Not only that, but in that so-called special report, he also showed a contemptuous attitude towards everything he had done.

"That writer...and you...and that Night Star..."

The man extended his right hand, and Yui could clearly see that the back of his hand was covered with many grayish-black spots; just looking at it was nauseating.

"You should all become sacrifices!"

Just as the man's hand was about to touch Yui Yuigahama, a clear and melodious sound, like a wind chime, suddenly rang in her mind.

As the sound suddenly rang out, a reassuring black figure appeared before her.

Burning black flames stood on the street in the torrential rain.

A pure, deep black silenced the sound of raindrops falling on the ground.

The man's wrist was grabbed directly.

He looked up and saw a pure black mask and a pair of black eyes that showed no mercy and were even more insane than his own, that of a serial killer.

"caught you."

167 The inescapable mark, the awakening of the dumpling.

Upon seeing this mysterious person, dressed in a pure black mask and a black coat, looking like he was cosplaying, suddenly appear in front of him, the Teru Teru Doll Killer was stunned for a moment, and then his pupils shrank in surprise.

"You...'Mask'?"

Ye Xing did not reply, but his right hand turned pale, and the sharp, black nails on his five fingers pierced deeply into the flesh of the Teru Teru Bozu Killer.