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

The first person to leave and the last person to leave both have some special significance.

Won't this just lead to a fight?

The King of the Harem, the strongest exorcist in history, now faces a severe test.

Ye Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, gazing at the shrine that was faintly visible in front of the torii gate, and thought to himself.

"To dare put me in such a difficult situation, the gods here have already decreed my demise..."

God: ? Now it's my problem?

Thinking of this, Ye Xing suddenly revealed a meaningful smile and muttered to himself.

Fortunately, I was prepared.

Immediately afterwards, to the astonishment and disbelief of the women, he pulled something out of his pocket.

Soft and bright red, it complements the vermilion gate of the torii.

"Come on, come on..."

Yoruhoshi held red threads in her hands and tied them one by one to the wrists of Touma Kazusa, Futaba Rio, Yotsuya Miko, Kawasaki Saki, Yuigahama Yui, and Sakurajima Mai.

Then, he tied the other end of the six red threads to his wrist and smiled.

"OK, you're done."

182 The native spirit of Tokyo, the return of the famous sword Mikazuki Munechika to its rightful owner.

Looking at the red thread tied to their wrists, Touma Kazusa, Sakurajima Mai, Yuigahama Yui, Futaba Rio, Yotsuya Miko, and Kawasaki Saki all felt both shy and somewhat speechless.

Is there such a way?

If Ye Xing leads six people, it's like everyone holding hands and walking through the torii gate together?

Are you trying to exploit a bug here?

"you..."

When Mai Sakurajima turned around, she realized that Menma had jumped onto Yohoshi's back without her noticing.

Good grief, there are actually more than six?

Six people and one spirit?

Not far away, Hina Amano and Haimu Kitagawa exchanged a glance, both looking bewildered.

What's going on?

Why didn't you tie it yourself...?

No, that's not the point.

"Tch, this guy..."

Watching Yohoshi walk through the torii gate with Mai Sakurajima and the others, heading towards the shrine, Yukino Yukinoshita felt a surge of resentment for some reason. She gritted her teeth and spat lightly.

"What a womanizer... and yet they all let him do whatever he wants."

A strange thought suddenly popped into Yukino's mind.

If it were me who started it first...

I definitely won't share it with anyone.

When the thought popped into her head, Yukino Yukinoshita realized something was wrong and quickly shook her head.

How could I have such a thought?

There's no such thing as first come, first served; I never even thought about it.

But it's my older sister, Haruno...

As Yukino Yukinoshita watched Yohoshi's retreating figure, the headlines of the news reports she had collected flashed through her mind.

And, on the still-lit screen of her phone, was the trending news article online.

The famous sword Mikazuki Munechika is currently on public display at the Tokyo National Museum.

Yukino picked up her phone and glanced at it, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

If...it's really as I suspected...this trip to Tokyo, ostensibly a summer activity for the Superpower Club, is actually...

Then Ye Xing's true identity became obvious.

.......

When the members of the Choryosha shrine passed through the torii gate, which was more than ten meters long, and arrived at the shrine gate, the shrine, which had been filled with tourists who had come to worship, instantly became quiet.

All eyes were on Ye Xing.

It wasn't that I was looking at him as a person.

Rather, it was the six red threads tied to his wrist, and the six beautiful girls connected to the ends of those threads.

"What...is going on?"

"Is there a special sacrificial ceremony today? I haven't heard of it."

"Judging from their clothes and appearance, they don't seem to be staff members of the shrine..."

"What's this? A wondrous little train connected by a red thread?"

"Eagle Catches Chicks, Red Thread Connected Version?"

.......

Amidst the tourists' chatter, an elderly woman dressed in a traditional robe, with a distinctly ancient style, frowned slightly and slowly walked up to Ye Xing and the others, her expression displeased.

"Do you people think that divine protection is just child's play? How dare you commit such a blatant act of disrespect?!"

"hehe."

Ye Xing smiled somewhat kindly, but his words, as always, were highly aggressive.

“Old Deng, watch your mouth. Even if you sent that god Byd himself, he wouldn’t dare talk to me like that.”

"you..."

The old woman was taken aback when Ye Xing said such a thing, and was momentarily stunned.

The surrounding tourists also frowned slightly and whispered among themselves.

"That's incredibly disrespectful..."

"By God... this is too offensive."

"Young people these days are incredibly audacious."

.......

"How dare you utter such disrespectful words inside the shrine?!"

The old woman frowned, her lips trembling with anger. Just as she was about to say something, the wind chimes hanging in front of the shrine's donation box suddenly started moving without any wind, producing a clear and melodious sound.

"Dingling bell~"

Upon hearing the clear ringing of the bell, the old woman's expression first hardened, then she looked at Ye Xing standing in front of her and spoke in a cold voice.

"The gods are displeased; you'd better leave as soon as possible to avoid divine punishment..."

Just as she was halfway through her sentence, the wind chimes started ringing again.

"Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding!"

Compared to the previous gentle sound, the frequency of this sound was much faster.

It felt like he was about to lose his temper.

"this..."

The old woman had clearly never encountered such a situation before and didn't know what message her deity was trying to convey.

Meanwhile, Mai Sakurajima, Miko Yotsuya, Yui Yuigahama, and Rio Futaba, all psychics with the ability to see ghosts, along with Menma, who is herself a ghost, looked at the constantly swaying wind chimes with complicated expressions.

To the average person, a wind chime moves automatically even when there is no wind.

The four of them and one spirit could clearly see an old man dressed in linen clothes, with a long white beard and a short stature, who was anxiously shaking the wind chime.

Even the old man's face was covered in sweat from nervousness.

"Stop talking, stop talking, I beg you, please stop talking now."

The aged voice was filled with panic.

His short body was covered in sweat.

His eyes were filled with terror and fear.

This is the guardian deity of this shrine.

At this moment, the guardian spirit that appeared to be the old man was about to give way.

From the moment Yoshinori led the members of the Superpower Society through the torii gate, He, as the guardian deity of this place, had already sensed it.

It doesn't matter if there's an ordinary ghost.

Four faintly discernible beings emanated a power aura similar to that of evil spirits, yet they gave off a completely different feeling—these were peculiar humans.

That's easy to explain.

As a guardian deity that has existed in Tokyo for over a hundred years, the old man has seen many spiritual beings before, but the ones who came to worship this time were just the more powerful ones.

But that's not the point.

The key point is... there was one human among them...

No.

The old man's divine gaze cautiously stole a glance at Ye Xing, who was standing there.

Unexpectedly, this stolen glance met Ye Xing's smiling gaze, which also contained a hint of...appreciation for the ingredients.

In that instant, for the first time since becoming the guardian deity of this shrine, the old man felt an unprecedented fear.

Is this guy really human?