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

"Just put it on the table, don't worry about it, I don't usually use it anyway."

"Oh fine."

Hina Amano nodded obediently, not dwelling on the topic any further, and put the small box in her hand aside.

Just as she was about to sit down on the chair next to her and spend the night resting at her desk, she saw Ye Xing pat the empty space on the bed next to her and say in a calm tone.

"Let's sleep together."

Amano Hina's face flushed slightly as she spoke shyly.

"This...this isn't a good idea."

"Hey, we've already been in close proximity, why would we care about these things?"

Before Amano Hina could figure out what "negative distance contact" meant, Yohoshi immediately followed up with a serious expression.

"Although I have eliminated all of the enemy's divine messengers and their power has been greatly reduced, they are still beings called gods. It is hard to say what other trump cards they may have up their sleeves. I must recover my strength as soon as possible before entering Itomori Town tomorrow morning."

"But..."

Seeing that Amano Hina was still hesitating, Yohoshi used a trump card that he was very good at but rarely used.

"You wouldn't want me to be distracted in protecting you because of your own mental lapse, and end up getting injured or even dying in battle, would you?"

These words, especially after just witnessing Yoshihoshi's ten fingers being broken and thinking he would be permanently disabled, were incredibly damaging to the sunny and gentle Amano Hina.

The thought of Ye Xing being dragged down by her, an ordinary person, and suffering serious injuries, or even losing her breath and becoming a cold corpse, made her heart clench as if it were being squeezed, and she could hardly breathe.

That kind of thing absolutely must not be allowed to happen.

One should put aside any slight shyness at such a crucial time.

Besides...

I've pretty much finished what I needed to do.

"If we just sleep together..."

Amano Hina walked to the futon, carefully lay down on the edge, reached out and pulled half of the blanket over Yohoshi, covering herself with it, and said in a voice barely audible.

"Well... it's not impossible."

"Alright, let's go to sleep."

After Ye Xing responded softly, the lights were turned off, plunging the room into darkness into silence.

As Amano Hina felt her heart pounding violently in her chest and her body becoming inexplicably hot, only one thought occupied her mind.

"What to do? What to do? What to do?"

Her thoughts had completely spiraled out of her control and were beginning to go astray.

After all, it had been less than two hours since Amano Hina's first experience.

A lone man and a lone woman are alone in a room, the atmosphere ambiguous.

Even the slight breeze blowing out of the window, carrying a hint of coolness after the rain, seemed to be contributing to the effect.

What Hina Amano is most conflicted about right now is...

What posture should I adopt to face the night stars?

Should you turn to your side and sleep while looking at the other person's face?

Then I...wouldn't be able to resist kissing him, and then...

Hina Amano didn't dare to think about what would happen next.

Sleeping with your back to someone?

But if the other person reaches out and slips their hand inside my clothes, grabbing the spot they touched before, I...

Can you control yourself?

After thinking for a long time, Hina Amano finally realized something.

What happens tonight seems to have nothing to do with what I do.

No matter what the situation, if Ye Xing really makes a move, she will have no choice but to accept it while pretending not to.

Thinking of this, besides feeling nervous, a strange sense of anticipation also arose in Amano Hina's heart.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, she even relaxed and felt sleepy, but Ye Xing, who was lying next to her, did not move for a long time.

Amano Hina mustered her courage, carefully turned her face, and tried her best to look nonchalant as she stole a glance to the side.

To her surprise, Ye Xing lay flat on her back with her eyes closed, breathing evenly, and fell into a peaceful, baby-like sleep.

"this..."

Hina Amano had imagined countless possibilities for how things would begin, but she never expected things to turn out this way.

For a moment, she was stunned.

A few seconds later, a strange yet logical idea suddenly popped into my mind.

"Could it be that Yohoshi-kun... really has no interest in me?"

At first, Hina Amano instinctively felt resistant to this idea.

But the more she thought about it, the more she felt that this made perfect sense.

Ye Xing had said that their intimate behavior was merely a performance to lure the god into a trap.

If that's the case, then once the goal is achieved, there's no point in continuing...

But then she remembered that when they entered the room, Ye Xing had jokingly asked if they wanted to continue.

If only I had agreed instead of remaining silent...

Will the situation be different now?

Amano Hina was caught in a deep inner conflict.

........

The following morning, after checking out, Yohoshi and Amano Hina, who was clearly not well-rested and looked somewhat tired, walked out of the hotel together.

On the way, Hina Amano would steal glances at him from time to time, as if trying to glean something from his expression.

Was the other person pretending to be asleep last night, or were they really asleep?

Unfortunately, when Ye Xing put on the mask of abstraction, due to its high degree of abstraction, no one could see through his true thoughts.

Although Hina Amano won in some aspects, she lost miserably at this moment.

Just as the two had entered the territory of Itomori Town and were walking, the red thread reappeared and quickly formed a sentence.

"Eh? Lord Yexing, didn't I already say I would arrange a car to pick you up? How could I trouble you to walk yourself?"

"Come on this."

Ye Xing had long been wary of Hong Sixian's sycophantic nature.

"You asked Mitsuha Miyamizu, a high school freshman, to find a car to pick someone up outside town. Who can she ask? Probably only her father. Let me emphasize again, our deal only includes saving Itomori Town. Don't try to pin any father-daughter estrangement on me."

"Hehe, you saw right through me."

The god of Itomori Town is all about honesty.

He didn't understand why this Lord Night Star knew that Miyamizu Mitsuha and her father had a strained relationship due to certain events, and that they never even spoke to each other, even though he had never been to Itomori Town.

But He won't ask.

If you know, you know.

Miyamizu Mitsuha was, after all, one of the gods' messengers, and He could hear the little girl's prayers in his heart every day.

I want to leave the remote town of Itomori and live in a big city.

Although Mitsuha Miyamizu herself doesn't understand why there are shrine maidens, she hopes that her mother-in-law and father can stop obsessing over her deceased mother and reach a reconciliation.

The gods remembered all of the girl's requests.

only...

He cannot directly change the other person's situation.

However, Lord Night Star can.

As for the reason for asking the other party for help?

The gods have done everything in their power to bring Yoru to Itomori Town.

What happens next depends on Mitsuha Miyamizu's own actions.

Thinking of this, the red silk thread danced twice in the air.

With such dedication, I truly am a worthy guardian.

"Then I will await your arrival at Miyamizu Shrine."

........

Meanwhile, at Miyamizu Mitsuha's home.

"Three leaves."

"Three leaves?"

After her mother-in-law called her name twice, Miyamizu Mitsuha belatedly came to her senses.

"What's wrong, Mother-in-law?"

Her younger sister, Yotsuba Miyamizu, sat to the side, looking at her sister's absent-minded appearance, shaking her head helplessly, and pointing speechlessly at the bowl of miso soup in front of her.

"It's all cold now. Why have you been spacing out lately? Are you going through puberty?"

"You, you're talking nonsense again, what puberty?"

"That means he's stupid."

"I think you're the one who's stupid."

Listening to her two granddaughters' banter, Miyamizu Ichiyo simply picked up her teacup and took a small sip. Her eyes, framed by her reading glasses, gazed thoughtfully at Mitsuha sitting there.

Just then, the wind chimes at the front door suddenly started moving on their own without any wind.