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

Although he was still too ashamed to speak, Xiangzi still shouted it out at this critical moment.

The neighbors, who usually like to argue, yell at their kids, play online games, and talk loudly on the microphone, were like they were dead today, not responding at all.

Xiangzi appealed to the entire cheap apartment complex for help, but only herself responded.

what is that?

It has no physical form, yet it casts a shadow. Is that shadow the real thing? No, perhaps the real thing is simply invisible, and light just happens to be unable to penetrate it. A dark environment would probably be its stronghold.

She screamed, but no one answered. The house seemed like an abandoned anthill, empty and silent.

Without thinking twice, Toyokawa Shoko dragged her father's body and tried to go outside.

But even though her strength is actually quite amazing, definitely above average for a girl her age, it seems like a pipe dream to drag an adult under these circumstances.

Fortunately, under those circumstances, the continuous slaps and his daughter's screams finally awakened some of the remaining consciousness of Toyokawa no Toyotomi, whose surname had been taken from him.

"Xiangzi, Xiangzi, what's wrong? It's okay, Dad will protect you."

Although he didn't know what was going on, the man who had collapsed managed to break free from his daughter's tugging and groggily got up.

However, from Xiangzi's perspective, the shadow of that thing, that slender object, began to rotate.

Based on the shadow and the direction of the light, Toyokawa Shoko was quite certain.

It is looking at itself.

However, there was nothing in front of her; there was absolutely nothing there.

But it is precisely because there is nothing there that the feeling of being watched is so unbearable.

It's moving! That thing is moving!

The shadow on the wall clearly reflected its movement, which was not rapid but rather somewhat slow.

But that slowness didn't seem to be a gesture of pity for the weak.

Instead, it always gives its prey a glimmer of hope that it can escape, like a cat repeatedly catching and releasing a mouse.

"Hurry! Hurry!"

Under such tense circumstances, Toyokawa Shoko was naturally unable to understand the completely incomprehensible situation before her.

She couldn't possibly know the other party's intentions; all she knew was that the claws hadn't fallen yet, and she still had a chance.

Seeing her father finally manage to get up, she grabbed his wrist and pulled him open the sliding door, then ran towards the bedroom door. This was probably the most fortunate moment of her life, when the door was so close to the bedroom.

"thump!"

Xiangzi's father lost his balance and stepped on the pile of beer cans, falling down again.

This time, Xiangzi was no longer able to move him, and he slipped and fell onto a pile of bottles and jars on the ground.

"hiss!"

The pain came from my lower back.

That's because her stomach, which had become thin from worry and malnutrition over the past few days, was irritated by the bottle.

The beer can was crushed, and Xiangzi turned around.

In the bedroom, the shadow appeared on another wall as the object moved, and because the lamp was at too low an angle, the shadow appeared somewhat faint.

The shadow of that thing began to extend and lengthen from the wall until finally, it appeared on the floor, covering the father and daughter.

But as if it was still not satisfied, the shadow stretched longer and longer until its head exceeded the door frame.

Toyokawa Shoko could clearly recognize that the lengthening of the shadow was not due to a change in its owner's physique, but rather for a very simple reason: it was getting closer to her.

"Shh!"

Although she could already hear her own pounding pulse, she still hadn't given up.

Her strong will allowed her to resist; she picked up a sake bottle mixed in with beer bottles and threw it at the spot where the unknown thing was standing.

"Snapped!"

The glass bottle made a sound as it hit the ground, as if it had collided in mid-air. However, the weak throw clearly did not cause any damage to the object.

This completely supernatural scene horrified Xiang's father, who had just recovered from the fall.

"Xiangzi! Go! Go! Don't stay here! It's...it's my fault!"

Perhaps this place is like a dream to this drunken, good-for-nothing middle-aged man, but it is precisely because of this that he is able to speak his mind and make the choices that he truly believes in.

Unfortunately.

"Ahhh!"

As if he had been electrocuted, Xiang's father suddenly began to scream in agony.

But Xiangzi knew it wasn't like that; the shadow of that thing had already overlapped with that of his father.

There was no time to hesitate. Xiangzi desperately wanted to help her father, whose face was contorted in pain, but reason told her that if she wanted both of them to be saved, this wouldn't work; if she went to help, it would only cause another accident.

She rushed to the door with all her might, and this time she did not trip over the bottles and jars.

She struggled to turn the lock.

"Click!"

Turn the door lock all the way in, then push it.

Not moving.

She felt as if there was a wall outside, and no matter how hard she tried, she could only push the door open a little bit, as if there was a huge force fighting against her.

At that moment, her heart was completely broken.

So she pressed herself against the door, straining against it, not daring to turn around and look at the shadow.

Until she felt the door loosen.

"How the hell can there be a refrigerator here?"

A voice came from over.

The voice sounded familiar; it seemed to be... the neighbor next door?

It landed with a loud bang.

Toyokawa Shoko was shocked to discover that her door had been blocked by a refrigerator leaning at an angle and the wall on the other side of the corridor, which explained why she couldn't open it no matter what she did.

At the same time, three people appeared in the corridor.

The bird's beak mask was intentionally designed with ventilation openings instead of being stuffed with herbal sponges.

A jet-black cloak like a formal dress, and three instrument cases that Toyokawa Shoko recognized most.

"Wait, it's inside!"

Perhaps these three kind neighbors came because they heard their own screams?

These were, of course, the three Kerrys; they came as soon as they smelled the scent.

It looks like they're on their way to a performance, but I can't let them down. I need to get them to help me find more support...

Just as Toyokawa Shoko was looking at him, she saw the leader nod at her and take out a small sickle and a fancy gun from his instrument bag.

"Ugh?"

Since this person has his own gun, he must be Kerry.

As for the scythe, it's because Kerry's meat cleaver was destroyed when he jumped from the 16th floor, the new knife he ordered hadn't arrived yet, and after several real battles, Kazuma felt that he wasn't very good at using this weapon, so he replaced it with a chainsaw he had bought before and a not-too-long broadsword, which Kerry used for the time being.

As his power increased, Kazuma secretly contacted a YouTuber who made videos of cold weapons and ordered a half-page long-handled sword that looked like a crescent blade to try it out.

Then, somewhat stunned, Toyokawa Shoko saw three men in black rush into her house.

107

Chapter 107 Improvisation.

The three men went straight into the narrow living room, and without any explanation, the third man turned on the lights. Then, the three men pulled out various weapons and began to attack the air.

"Roar!"

Then Xiangzi heard a fierce roar, like that of a wild beast.

Xiangzi saw the leader put down his gun and cut his palm with the small sickle, and then the others followed suit.

One of them took out a small red jar, presumably filled with blood, and poured it onto his weapon.

Kerry considered that his two teammates didn't have any means of recovery except from death, so he directly extracted his own blood and stored it for them to use for enchanting.

"Boom!!!"

The chainsaw roared.

The once terrifying shadow was now moving across the floor, seemingly frantically trying to avoid the chainsaw.

Then I saw the shortest one go up and kick it, seemingly hitting the thing's knee.

The thing's shadow lowered, shrinking directly to the ground.

They began to beat and kick each other like street thugs.

Stepping on the air, I pressed down on the chainsaw.

The small sickle kept stabbing, and bursts of blood sprayed into the air.

The three of them even had time to chat while they were fighting.

"No, why is it so hard to kill?"

"Oh no, this might be a messenger from an invisible god."

While chatting, Xiangzi could also see that the three people seemed to be dismembering each other.

Through the shadows, she could clearly see that the thing had been cut into pieces, and the smell of blood was gradually getting stronger.

"Ouch!"

That hysterical scream was like the audience's purest praise.

The roar of the chainsaw is a bass that can be absent from the carnage, but its presence adds a sense of rhythm.