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

The slashing twin blades were like the frenzied beat of a drum.

The small scythe, each strike inflicting fatal wounds, is the lead guitar and vocalist guiding the battle's melody.

It was also the first time Xiangzi had ever seen the live performance of the dark-themed band next door, which she had always thought was very cool.

"No, this is more like a ghost, but what is an invisible god? Oh, it's dead."

Xiangzi didn't know how they made their judgment; he only saw that the three of them suddenly stopped standing in place.

Then the one who led the group made a very strange comment.

"It's a bit like grilled meat with wasabi; it has a good base flavor but it just feels weird. Damn, here we go again."

Then one of them skillfully pulled out a large black plastic bag from behind him and put in something on the ground that even death would not allow it to be seen.

As he savored the taste, Kerry covered one of his eyes.

A memory-like thing began to appear before his eyes in fragments.

The last time this happened was when it was a human-faced dog. It seems that this kind of monster is different from those solid monsters.

Kerry clapped his hands repeatedly after watching the video.

“As if!”

At some unknown time, large numbers of Japanese troops returned to Japan from various famous battlefields at sea aboard iron-hulled warships.

But what awaited them was not their homeland. The defeated war had completely devastated their economy, and their hometowns had been bombed into ruins by the Americans. 90% of them couldn't even find their families when they returned home.

To appease their new masters, their wives and daughters were sent to brothels to serve their murderers.

But at least those women were able to survive and have enough to eat.

Blood debts must be repaid in blood. The international community completely cut off their food supply, and people starved to death one after another.

Those aggressors who thought they could harm others without paying a price are now realizing what they are facing. Their idols, the officers they worshipped, are being taken away by military courts in various countries. The rulers they revered as gods on earth bowed to people's doorsteps every day.

Against this backdrop, several soldiers came up with a way to survive.

A very simple method: cannibalism.

Just like those days when they were trapped in the rainforest by the Australian-American coalition forces, they captured the corpses of indigenous people or their comrades, skinned them, dismembered them, and roasted them.

However, taking direct action would likely be detected, so they fabricated a legend about a monster.

In the middle of the night, a monster resembling a tapir will block the way and break into houses to rob. It has the ability to make people fall asleep, and you can't see its shape if you put a leaf on your head.

He donned animal fur and roamed the neighborhood, hoping to attract more people to see the creature at night and convince them of the rumors.

His accomplices, on the other hand, were responsible for robbery, kidnapping, and other similar activities.

They endured those difficult years for this reason. Monsters kill people, and there will be more of them. Monsters eat people, and they will skin and debone them. Monsters rape women, and they don't even spare 8-year-old girls before eating them. When they eat people, they love the soft flesh of babies the most. Monsters can transform into humans and integrate into society, because they were already in society.

He is it, doing things like a monster, terrifying and feared like a monster. So even if he is not a monster, he is no different from one.

So the monster appeared.

With the post-war economic recovery, the monster seemed to have simply vanished.

But he and his companions also died one after another from a strange disease, and many years later it was born because of his death.

The memories that followed were rather strange. It was a place that resembled a cave, and it wanted to get out, but it was full of mirrors. No matter what it did, it couldn't find a way out. There were also many people below saying something, hoping that it would bless their families with wealth.

However, whenever it tried to get its reward, it could not get it until one day the cave was destroyed and it finally came out.

Then, the last thing I remember is that it climbed onto the windowsill of the Kerry family's house, and then all my consciousness went crazy and out of control.

"What a beast."

Kazuma and Kirito, who seemed to have seen something similar, also sighed.

At this moment, the only audience member at the concert finally realized what was happening.

Xiangzi looked at Keli and the others with some fear.

The thing that had given her such great fear was dead, dead in just a few simple minutes.

But her fear did not subside; instead, it intensified.

Watching these people kill an invisible guy with such skill, without any psychological burden or feeling strange, Xiangzi finally realized one thing: these guys aren't musicians!

I don't know who they are, nor do I know what their relationship is with that unseen thing.

But it's like being chased by a velociraptor, and then suddenly a Tyrannosaurus Rex appears and swallows the velociraptor whole—it's hard to say whether that's a good thing or a bad thing.

However, Xiangzi still steeled himself, shaking his blue hair tied tightly with a black ribbon, and nervously stepped forward, one hand gripping the other arm in a defensive posture.

It wasn't because she was stupid; it was because her father, who had collapsed after being touched, was still lying behind those three people.

"Um...excuse me, could you please let me take my father to the hospital first?"

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Chapter 108: Yearning to become immortal.

Xiangzi spoke nervously.

Although my father seems to be breathing and there's nothing wrong with him right now, who knows if there will be any special aftereffects from being attacked by something completely beyond our comprehension?

The silence that had been building between the three of them after seeing the memory fragments was broken, and they exchanged glances.

"Go ahead."

The three people stepped aside.

Toyokawa Shoko breathed a sigh of relief.

Then the three of them looked at Toyokawa Shoko strangely as she squatted down and, with great effort, lifted her father up on her back.

The three of them were stunned by the strength.

The reason the three didn't go up to help was that they didn't know how the man was doing. In general, it's best not to move the injured person unnecessarily in this situation to avoid causing fractures, dislocations, or breathing problems. They should call a professional.

"Wait, you're just going to carry it to the hospital like this?"

Kerry asked a somewhat strange question.

When Xiangzi heard this question, he pursed his lips, took out his phone, and looked at his grandfather's contact information with a mixture of emotions in his eyes.

She knew this could cause trouble, but if she called the Toyokawa family, would they really help her?

There's also their meager savings and the exorbitant ambulance fees in Japan.

Actually, it's just that Xiangzi is young and thinks too much.

In this situation, at most, they might ridicule her a couple of times afterward, but the family would still do everything they could to save this cheap son-in-law.

Seeing her hesitant expression, Kerry shook his head, took out his phone, and dialed 119.

In Japan, the fire department and emergency services are both 119, but if you call, you need to specify that you are not calling to rescue someone.

While waiting for the ambulance, Xiangzi tried to ask something, but the three of them, having finished their late-night snack, went straight downstairs.

They began inspecting the apartment.

Then Xiangzi saw the shorter, dark-skinned man take out a wire, swing it around a few times, then pick up a card and pry it open, opening the door to the room next to hers.

The three of them went inside and took a look.

"It seems like he's unconscious, or maybe in a deep sleep. Is it some kind of special ability? He hasn't woken up yet."

"Uncertain. Speaking of which, the trail has gone cold again. Is this thing related to those guys who don't let us go out unless there's a reason? Is it some kind of experimental subject?"

"I don't know. If we hadn't suddenly felt something was wrong a few times before, we wouldn't have been searching around."

Listening to their conversation, and recalling the bloody scenes from just moments ago, Toyokawa Shoko, who had just emerged from fear, felt a strange sensation.

Are the people they said didn't want them to go out the same ones who were delinquents before?

Are they being threatened by something?

Xiangzi belatedly realized that the existence of that thing meant there really was some supernatural thing in the world that she had never known, nor did the general public.

Wearing masks, they hunt down the supernatural in the city late at night, and then investigate and deduce afterward. They could be purged by the government or some evil force at any time, but they are content to do what they are doing.

Walking in darkness, bringing light.

Wow...so cool!

Just one glance, and images automatically flash through my mind: fighting vampires wielding rapiers in an ancient castle, facing a pack of wolves tearing at me from behind in the wilderness, and knocking down the dead who have just crawled out of the graveyard.

Although it might seem a bit heartless to say this, at the moment her father was injured, Toyokawa Shoko even had a dark-style melody played by an orchestra and violin playing in her mind. Just imagining it had already unfolded a dark heroic epic in her mind, and she had the urge to open her phone and record the melody with a music production software.

She seemed to see herself dressed in an elegant dress and wearing a mask, wielding a night blade as she dueled with dark creatures on a lone log.

Unfortunately, after her fantasy ended, she was still just an ordinary working girl.

Before the ambulance arrived, he left with the words, "Don't tell anyone about us."

The three who left.

She wanted to reach out and call out to them, to ask about the battles that had taken place in unknown places, and to hear their tales of those skyscrapers, castles, and towns.

If it were her a few months ago, she would definitely have done the same thing. However, now she needs to ask her teacher for leave first, and think about where to go for the interview tomorrow. She also thinks about whether she and her father will suffer the same terrible things as today if she knows too much.

The raised hand fell back down.

"Thank you."

When she realized she had been saved and should express her gratitude, the other person had already left, leaving only an empty hall.

……

Meanwhile, on the third floor of a residential building diagonally opposite the apartment.

A group of elderly people stared in disbelief as three men in black, seemingly unharmed, returned home on the next street.

Is this...right? Is it correct?

No, then what are the three in the house?

Isn't the Shadow Lord a synonym for terror? Doesn't it always involve bloodshed when he comes here?

What...what's going on?

After entering those three houses, Shadow Lord went berserk and ran around like a madman.