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

Meanwhile, on the wall of Kerry's house, the shadow rose higher and higher, spreading over the windowsill of Kerry's master bedroom on the third floor, reaching his desk, and then downwards...

The attempt to go further failed because Kerry had placed a statue covered with a red cloth on the desk.

"Galalalal..."

A strange, low sound echoed in the empty room.

Then the red cloth was slowly lifted up.

"Ouch!"

The group of people on the other side, who were excitedly watching, suddenly saw the shadow that had already entered the room rush out of the window like a madman, just as they, as ordinary people, had seen a ghost.

They even started running around the streets like headless flies.

The three people sitting in the lobby on the first floor exchanged strange glances. They had just felt the urge again, but this time it was in Kerry's room.

"That's strange. What's going on today? That girl who was like a ghost before, she wasn't this diligent, except when she was peeping at me in the mirror when I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night?"

Kerry scratched his head in confusion, but decided to go up and take a look anyway.

But when Kerry opened the door, everything was normal. The statue was quietly in its place, and even the cloth was properly covering it.

Then Kerry continued eating hot pot, still puzzled.

While they were enjoying their meal, the people across the street weren't so happy.

What...what did you do?

Watching them, like a frightened stray dog, running from left to right and right to left along the street, darting into this house and then that house, but never daring to return to the house that should have been their target.

The group of people stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

No, what's in that room?

They were terrified and wanted to flee the street immediately; if the shadow spotted them, they would all be doomed.

Fortunately, a person appeared on the street, which made the shadow seem to have found its target.

Because she was under the minimum age for minors to work in Japan, and her father was unwilling to go out and vouch for her, Toyokawa Shoko could only do the same kind of work as those without household registration—some kind of illegal work that paid little money and was hard and tiring.

The girl, who had just finished washing dishes for hours at a restaurant and was told she was too slow and didn't need to come back tomorrow, and hadn't even received her pay for the day, was tightly pursing her lips, hiding her tears in her eyes, not letting her weakness show.

The saltwater obscured her vision, turning her field of vision into a kaleidoscope of crystal, where even looking at the streetlights refracted countless different, glass-like sparkles.

The thought of going back to school and having to get into Yugaoka, a school that values ​​college entrance rates, and then getting a scholarship made me feel suffocated, and I even had the urge to die.

However, she didn't notice that when she opened the door, a shadow slowly followed her in.

105

Chapter 105 Bottles and jars all over the floor, I still have to deal with you.

"Click!"

Xiangzi, who encountered a ruthless boss while working, exploited underage laborers and, unable to defeat him despite his best efforts, returned home.

Toyokawa Shoko arrived at the house she shared with her father, and upon opening the door, she unsurprisingly found her father sprawled on the floor, looking like a half-paralyzed, living corpse.

He said he would cheer up after moving here, but he couldn't even stay there for more than three days. He even said this morning that he would go back to read the newspaper and submit his resume, but now he's lying on the ground again.

Gritting his teeth, Xiangzi quickly began cleaning, turned off the TV in his father's room, then lit a desk lamp in the alcohol-filled room. Despite his drowsy state, he found his schoolbag in the corner and began to review his lessons.

Time passed slowly, and drowsiness crept in. I glanced at my phone and it was already 12 o'clock. On the lock screen, there was a long message from my bandmate, Nagasaki Motoyo, asking why she was having less and less time to come to rehearsals.

I hesitated for a moment, but still didn't reply. I chose to pretend to be someone who doesn't stay up late and continued to bury myself in my homework, fighting to the death.

Just as Toyokawa Shoko was completely focused on her homework, she suddenly heard a noise behind her.

"Boom!"

A crisp metallic clanging sound rang out.

Like the opening animation of Plants vs. Zombies, Xiangzi's father suddenly stretched out his hand.

"Ah! Xiangzi, you're back?"

Xiangzi was initially startled, thinking there had been a daily earthquake in Tokyo. After carefully checking and finding nothing, he walked over to his father, who hadn't even known he'd been back for two hours, with a dark expression, and covered him with a blanket.

Then, frowning, he went to his room to look for what had been lost.

They were referring to the room.

But this place is actually their family's hallway.

The layout of Xiangzi's room is as follows: to the left of the door is a row of shelves, which are filled with various storage boxes. Only an old doll that looks a bit like Shinku from Rozen Maiden or Bloody Mary sits blankly on a pile of miscellaneous items.

Opposite that row of miscellaneous items was Xiangzi's tiny sleeping mat, so small that even someone her height had to crouch down to sleep. A cheap gauze curtain enclosed her only remaining little space of privacy.

She also noticed the things that had fallen to the ground.

"strangeness……"

She glanced at it; it was the half-price bento she had rushed to buy after get off work, two small boxes containing enough food to last a day.

Two bento boxes were placed steadily in the plastic bag, but the one on top was strangely lying on its side on the table.

Actually, she had no choice in ending up like this, but she simply couldn't accept that her father had been kicked out of the family, nor could she let go of her father, who was now like a useless person and felt like he would die if she left.

Just as Xiangzi was carefully putting the lunchbox back inside to prevent it from falling again, he heard a sound behind him.

"Bang!"

She tensed up at first, then, as if realizing something, gritted her teeth.

It must have been my old man who knocked over the beer can...

Toyokawa Shoko suddenly widened her eyes and turned around sharply.

No! I definitely picked up those wine cans and put them all in plastic bags!

Before Toyokawa Shoko's eyes, a round white can rolled from the corner of the room. The Sapporo Beer logo on the can and its snow-white body stood out in the slightly dark room.

Xiangzi looked ahead and saw an open garbage bag.

"Dangdang!"

Another beer can rolled out of the garbage bag and slowly rolled toward Xiangzi.

It was like a mischievous child's prank.

But at this moment, Xiangzi felt an immense sense of fear.

The mere sight of a jar rolling toward her instilled in her a sense of fear, a urge to retreat.

This fear doesn't stem from seeing any terrifying scenes or images, but rather from something deeper: being in one's own territory, in the place where one sleeps, yet experiencing something completely contrary to the brain's perception.

It's like a picture on paper suddenly coming to life, or like a gentle breeze blowing through a closed room—it's a fear and uncertainty stemming from the logic of human thought.

Faced with this reaction, a normal high school girl would probably scream.

After all, it's human instinct to call out to our companions and then wait for someone else to solve the problem.

But Xiangzi was completely different; she took several steps back and leaned against the door.

Turn the doorknob, intending to open the door leading to the public area.

This was the only time she felt that living in such a mixed and chaotic shared apartment was good.

After all, that feeling, that clear awareness that other humans live on the other side of a 160cm wall, can give people a great sense of security in such situations.

With the door wide open, Toyokawa Shoko, wearing her slightly dirty white socks from a day at school, ran across the tatami mat.

"Hey! You damn old man! Get up, what's wrong?!"

It's natural for someone notorious in horror movies to become suspicious upon discovering something unusual. When she sensed something was wrong, her first reaction was to take her father outside and check again.

She stepped over the bottles and jars and went to her father's room, shaking his shoulders repeatedly.

However, as she was being shaken, Xiang's father just opened his eyes in a daze, then turned over and mumbled something while Xiangzi was shaking him.

After all, the beer spilled all over the ground wasn't just a regular hangover; it was the kind of hangover Mmk couldn't wake up even if two people carried her. It was as if she had drunk some kind of flammable oolong tea, and her whole body was more like she was unconscious than hungover.

When Xiangzi saw his father in this state, he became anxious and immediately raised his hand to slap his father's face while making a sound.

"Wake up! This isn't the time for..."

"Click!"

But just as she was patting her father, a noise came from the doorway.

The door is closed.

This sound also caught Xiangzi's attention.

However, when Xiangzi turned his head to look, what he saw was...

Bottles and jars were scattered all over the ground.

They resembled an orderly army, lying horizontally in one direction in the room, slowly rolling.

The bottles and jars in front even slowed down, as if they were deliberately waiting for the rolling bottles and jars behind them.

"Snapped!"

With a loud bang, the bottles that were rolling along the ground suddenly turned upside down.

They all rolled towards the room.

"Dong dong!"

Without a second thought, Toyokawa Shoko stomped heavily on the tatami mat and stood up, her sense of crisis telling her not to let those jars in.

She slammed the door shut, pulled out her phone, and with trembling hands tried to call the police and her neighbors for help at the same time, even though she didn't like being helped and was too stubborn to give in this situation.

But at that moment, with the sound of a bottle hitting the sliding door, Toyokawa Shoko saw a shadowy figure appear on the wall illuminated by her desk lamp. However, where the head should have been, there was a long face like that of an anteater.

106

Chapter 106 The Musician Makes His Debut!

Toyokawa Shoko stared at the thing, bewildered, and nearly lost her voice.

“Help…Help!!”