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

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That afternoon, at 5:50.

"Seriously, the weather in Tokyo is so strange. I was planning to continue shopping."

Hearing Kitagawa Kaimu's soft complaint, Yukino Yukinoshita, who was holding a light novel and reading it, spoke up calmly.

"I think this is a good thing."

Yui Yuigahama sat down beside her, affectionately put her arm around Yukino's shoulder, and smiled sweetly.

“Yukino, why don’t you put down your book and chat with us once in a while?”

Yukino Yukinoshita initially wanted to refuse, but after seeing Yui Yuigahama's cute and innocent expression, she sighed slightly.

"Occasionally."

Just then, the cell phone in Hina Amano's arms suddenly rang.

"Excuse me, I need to go out and make a phone call."

Watching Amano Hina leave the room, Yukino Yukinoshita showed no flaws on her face, but a complex look flashed in her eyes. She looked down at the light novel in her hand and asked casually.

"By the way, where are the others?"

Yui Yuigahama forced a smile and replied casually.

"Um... they should still be outside, since we weren't traveling together."

"That's it..."

Yukino Yukinoshita nodded noncommittally, glanced at the rain falling outside the window, and an idea came to her mind.

Yui Yuigahama...

You really can't lie.

the other side.

After arriving at the hotel corridor, Hina Amano walked straight to the window at the end of the corridor.

She looked at the rain-soaked sky, closed her eyes once more, and began to pray.

This time, it's not about praying for sunny weather.

But...

"boom!!!"

A blinding flash of lightning, accompanied by a deafening clap of thunder, appeared in the sky above Tokyo.

This bolt of lightning seemed to sound some kind of horn.

What was originally just a light drizzle turned into a torrential downpour in just a few seconds, like a river turning upside down.

Ten minutes later.

"here we go."

Ye Xing stood in a quiet, deserted alley in Tokyo, holding a black umbrella.

Behind him stood Mai Sakurajima, Rio Futaba, and Miko Yotsuya, all with solemn expressions.

"Let's go."

Ye Xing's tone still carried a hint of a smile.

He slowly lowered the black umbrella, which suddenly transformed into black flames that covered his body and face, leaving only a pair of black eyes visible.

Similarly, Mai Sakurajima, Rio Futaba, and Miko Yotsuya also used their soul materialization abilities, transforming into their exorcism forms.

Ye Xing stretched her shoulders, led them towards the "door" in front of her, and said with a light laugh.

"It's time to return the famous sword Mikazuki Munechika to its rightful owner."

183 The legendary sword belonging only to Miko, 'Kira's' first public appearance.

Five minutes later, at the main entrance of the Tokyo National Museum.

Why did such a sudden downpour start?

Police officers in raincoats and museum staff waded into the water, their steps uneven, and glanced down to see that the water level had risen above their ankles.

Furthermore, there is a continuing upward trend.

"What a hassle..."

"Let's move the police car before the water level rises too high."

"Are the waterproofing measures in place inside the museum?"

"no problem."

"That's good."

.......

The Metropolitan Police Department's on-site commander looked at the puddles on the ground, then turned around and glanced at the entrance of the Tokyo National Museum. He thought to himself that it was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune, as the museum closed at 5 p.m.

By the time the downpour started, the tourists and locals who had visited the cultural relics exhibition had already left.

Otherwise, maintaining order among the crowds and ensuring the safety of the artifacts inside the museum would be quite a challenge.

"This weather is really weird..."

The members of the Metropolitan Police Department looked up at the overcast sky, which had completely darkened, and felt the chill brought by the torrential rain. Their emotions were inexplicably complicated.

Amidst the continuous sound of rain, the world seemed to quiet down.

"Pat, pat, pat..."

The sound of raindrops falling on the ground blended together, and there was no other sound in the world.

In such a downpour, visibility became blurred.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's on-site commander and the person in charge of the exhibition at the National Museum glanced at the deserted streets and inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately.

The exhibition has been running without any accidents so far.

Think about it too.

Nearly a hundred fully armed members of the Metropolitan Police Department patrolled various locations around the Tokyo National Museum, making it impossible for even a bird to sneak in, let alone a person.

If anyone still dares to make a move against Mikazuki Munechika, wouldn't they be courting death?

"The security is very tight."

Meanwhile, in the clouds in the sky.

Wearing a crimson tengu mask and dressed in gorgeous white attire, Light Yagami looked down through binoculars and spoke softly.

“10...20...There are probably nearly a hundred members of the Metropolitan Police Department just around the museum. If you try to get inside, you will encounter even more obstacles.”

Upon hearing Light Yagami use the word "obstacle" instead of "enemy," Yosei, standing to the side, said calmly.

"Why not just kill them all?"

"Kill them all? That won't do."

Light Yagami's brows furrowed slightly beneath his mask, and his tone, contrary to his usual smiling demeanor, was now filled with unwavering determination.

"The members of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, although they are an obstacle to our operation, are not evil people and should not be killed."

"Oh, then I won't kill him."

Hearing Ye Xing's nonchalant tone, Yagami Light was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile.

"I say, Lord Night Star, when will you stop testing me? Haven't I already said that I punish the guilty, but only the guilty? That is the justice in my heart."

"That's it."

Ye Xing nodded noncommittally.

The current Light Yagami, although possessing the ability to materialize his soul, is completely different in personality from the Light Yagami in the original story who possessed the Death Note and aspired to become the god of the new world.

Or.

This is Light Yagami's original personality.

The Death Note, a weapon of causality that requires no personal sacrifice, allows one to take a life simply by writing down a name and remembering the target's appearance. It is truly terrifying.

The most terrifying thing is not the Death Note itself.

However, as the user uses this ability to write down one name after another, their attitude towards life gradually becomes indifferent.

Killing has become devoid of feeling, as natural as eating and drinking.

It subtly changes the user's attitude towards the lives of others.

That's why Light Yagami turned into that form in the original story.

But it's different now.

Light Yagami's true form, Emperor Sutoku, represents his hatred and disgust for this corrupt world, and his desire to punish evil people with violence, bloodshed, and cruelty.

Emperor Sutoku himself was a part of his inner self.

When facing one's true self, the will that is embodied in the soul that is awakened will not easily change.

Light Yagami would never agree to the murder of an innocent member of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Of course, he sensed it too.

Whether in Kyoto or Tokyo, during the operation, Yoru was constantly testing himself.

"By the way..."

Light Yagami turned to look behind him, gazing at the black railing beside Mai Sakurajima and the others, and sighed helplessly.

"I remember the last time I rode this pale ghost hand, there weren't any railings, were there?"

Night Star replied confidently.

"Yes, a newly developed feature."