Crossover anime/manga, can you be my immortal companion for life?

The three of them stared in surprise at the slowly closing elevator doors. They had originally wanted to try a different elevator to see if they could get to a higher floor, but since it was a hospital open to the public, it was rare to find one with so few people around. They were also worried that their coming and going would arouse suspicion, so they went straight up.

The door opens to reveal a small elevator lobby and corridor.

Even this early in the morning, you can still see doctors and nurses walking around.

The group also saw the sign for the 12th floor.

Since they were scouting the situation, the three did not act rashly and instead headed for the stairs.

The stairs going up were noticeably dustier than those going down, and the three of them were surprised to find an iron door there as they walked forward.

Moreover, it wasn't a single-layer iron gate, but rather a door that blocked the way up the stairwell, completely shutting off the path to the three floors above.

"has a problem."

I pushed it, but the door couldn't be opened from this side.

The three of them randomly found a ward, found an elderly person who was sleeping and seemed to be unattended, put down the gifts, remembered the room number and the bed, and went downstairs.

Then they split into three groups and toured the hospital.

Kazuma pinpointed the location of the manhole cover he had peered out of the hospital. It was next to the carport in the hospital's atrium. It was late at night when he had peered out from there and seen the outpatient building. Based on the location, he deduced that the drainpipe where he had noticed the anomaly was likely connected to the sewer pipe of the inpatient building.

Kirito went to the consultation building to check the attire of the doctors and nurses there.

Pretending to be visitors or not being allowed in too many places, the three of them decided from the beginning to pretend to be staff or patients.

Although Kerry put forward the astonishing theory that as long as you wear work clothes and carry a ladder, you can even sneak into the Senate, and there is nowhere you can't go.

However, after discussion, a more prudent solution was ultimately chosen.

Kerry walked around the hospital area to confirm the location of the surveillance cameras and the escape route after the accident.

After they came out, the three of them split into three groups.

Kerry went to Kappa's place to buy some disposable weapons.

He Zhen filmed the design of that iron gate, went to try learning how to pick locks, and bought professional lock-picking tools used in locksmith shops.

Kirito, on the other hand, went to buy a cosplay outfit.

In the evening, the three set off again, but when they returned home, they didn't see the little blue-haired boy next door; he was probably working illegally.

"Oh, you've come again. How filial you are! But what brings you here?"

The security guards, who had chatted with each other that morning, were about to change shifts and looked at the three people carrying instrument bags with some confusion.

"We're a band, and we'll be performing nearby after watching the old man's show. If you have the chance, you can come and see us."

"oh oh."

The security guard nodded as if he knew, but he was clearly not interested.

The three of them went directly to the hospital.

This is the busiest time of day at the hospital, so those who are going to stay up all night to take care of patients can go out for a meal now.

For those whose conditions are not serious enough to require care, family members will also bring them dinner at this time.

Patients undergoing procedures such as dialysis or physical therapy are also picked up by their families and taken home to sleep at this time.

Many people came and went, but only Kerry and his two companions felt they couldn't fit in with them.

That makes sense. Ever since they obtained this immortal body, let alone infiltrating, even living in society and entering a shopping mall, they feel a sense of disconnect, just like people returning from the battlefield who generally feel that this prosperous place is less than a day's drive from hell on earth.

The three of them took the elevator to the 12th floor and went to the stairwell. They took out the food they were pretending to bring to the patient and ate it.

Occasionally, people could be seen chatting in the hallway, but they didn't pay much attention to Kerry and his companions.

As night fell, the previous magnificent scene seemed like an illusion.

The familiar silence returned, and darkness once again enveloped the earth.

The three of them also took out clothes from their bags.

In order to split up and move into different places, the three wore different styles of clothing. Kerry wore a hospital gown and had a bracelet that looked like a patient's wrist on his wrist.

Kirito and Kazuma are respectively a caregiver and a doctor.

Kazuma took out a wire and began a desperate struggle with the iron gate.

Kirito, on the other hand, began to check the situation in each ward from the 12th floor down.

Kerry pretended to be a curious patient and asked the nurse about the situation upstairs and whether there had been any unusual events at the hospital recently.

Kerry's job is relatively easy to expose flaws, so he needs to ask nurses on different floors who are on night shift.

However... Kerry wasn't the first to provide a clue.

"Crack!"

Kazuma, who was using a wire to pick the lock, heard a click and the door opened.

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Chapter Ninety-Six: Night Shift Ward

[Kerry: I asked the nurses on the 5th floor, and they said that the upper floors are all VIP wards with special staff]

[Kirigaya Kazuto: I walked around the wards downstairs. It's pretty much like a regular hospital, and I didn't find anything unusual. I used my phone to search for the names of the medications I could see and the ones being injected, and they were all normal medications.]

[Kazuma Sato: I suspect I have a talent for lock picking]

[Sato Kazuma: The door is open!]

[Sato Kazuma: Kerry, pretend you're a patient who wandered in by mistake and go in to check things out. If anything happens, we'll just commit suicide right next to you.]

[Kerry: Coming, coming]

A moment later, Kazuma saw Kerry, dressed in a hospital gown, creeping up the stairs.

Kerry couldn't help but marvel at He Zhen's talent for crime; it was a waste to let such a person live an honest life.

The two exchanged a brief conversation. Kerry slipped inside, while Kazuma lingered at the stairwell, ready to report and intercept any large-scale movement of people or elevators going up.

"If anything goes wrong, just let us know, and we'll commit suicide to come and help."

Kazuma gave Kribi a thumbs up.

Actually, it's best to go with Zhen to scout the route.

However, considering that if this operation is exposed, there won't be a second chance like with the ghouls.

This is Tokyo's urban area. Even though the Metropolitan Police Department came with a plane and rifles, the group wasn't too afraid. But that meant they would say goodbye to the opportunity to search the city again.

Therefore, it was decided that Kerry, who had the strongest endurance in combat, would lead the charge, while the others could provide support and interception at any time.

"call……"

As he climbed the steps to the upper level alone, Kerry gently inhaled the scent in the air.

No aroma has been detected so far.

Kerry would naturally disagree with the notion of high-end hospital rooms.

Even in high-end facilities, places with high mobility where doctors and nurses frequently need to enter should not be made like this; at most, a lock should be placed in front of the ward door.

Kerry shuffled his feet as quietly as possible, peering out through the transparent glass doors of the elevator lobby.

The layout of the corridor is no different from that downstairs, with a reception desk in the middle and wards arranged in a circle.

However, unlike downstairs, the corridor on this floor only had green light and the red light of strange instruments; there were no lights on at all.

Even if electricity is expensive in Japan, hospitals shouldn't be this stingy.

Moreover, from Kerry's perspective, one can glimpse the information desk, a design intended to ensure that people know who to ask as soon as they exit the elevator, and at this moment, the desk is completely empty.

However, the water dispenser there was lit up, and there were two water cups on the counter.

Kerry held his breath, closed his eyes to avoid being seen, and turned his head to gather as much sound as possible.

From the window at the stairwell, one can hear the calls of giant crows, a peculiar feature of Tokyo, and the distant sounds of city traffic.

"Click!"

The sound of a door opening came from the end of the corridor.

Kerry hesitated for a moment, but since he couldn't find anything by staying here, he chose to go straight into the corridor by hugging the wall.

A quick glance revealed the room with the lights on.

Kerry used the tips of his toes to reduce the volume and moved slowly inwards, close to the wall.

My gaze swept over the lights on the signs in front of the doors, all of which indicated that the beds were vacant.

This made Kerry feel even more uneasy, because the inpatient wards of some popular departments downstairs were so full that they were almost adding beds in the hallways.

But just then, a sound suddenly came from the nurses' station, and Kerry abruptly ducked.

But upon hearing what was being said, Kerry breathed a sigh of relief.

"Patient in bed 32 calling! Patient in bed 32 calling!"

But then Kerry suddenly felt something was wrong. Number 32—he should have passed by it when he was looking at the sign.

There were no patients listed there.

"I'm sick!"

A woman's voice shouted from a room with lights on in the distance.

The shout was followed by the sound of the metal cabinet door slamming shut.

Then Kerry heard another somewhat flirtatious female voice.

"Tachibana, it's not your shift today, why are you so angry?"

"Kurokawa, don't you have any objections at all?"

Are we sex workers? Do we have to listen to that head nurse?

The sound started again.

"Alright, alright, that's what I said, but Tachibana, you still did it. After all, with our level of education, it's already quite an achievement to find a job with such good pay. It's better than those kindergarten teachers who work hard all month changing kids' underwear and only get 12 yen, right?"

I'm getting ready to go to work too. Didn't they say that if the patient doesn't come out in three hours, he'll explode and die? Haha!