Crossover Anime: How a Shameless Person Lives

Fear, extreme fear, swept over them, and even the most battle-hardened special forces soldiers felt exhausted.

High-powered spotlights illuminated the night sky, machine guns fired incessantly, and investigators intercepted those who had slipped through the net.

They were like trapped beasts, facing the endless stream of monsters attacking from all directions.

The machine gun can only inflict limited damage and can only keep the enemy at bay.

After firing a magazine of bullets, he was finally able to relax a bit while the crew was changing.

He sat down and took out a small notebook from his pocket.

The above is his diary entry.

As his fingers traced the notebook, a smile appeared on the special forces soldier's face—a helpless smile.

Turn to page 1, and you'll see a family photo with a line of text written on it.

Kato Taka!

When did I start writing a diary? I don't know, probably when I watched my teammates die one by one.

Seven months ago...

Minako, Megumi, forgive me. My teammates need me. If I die unexpectedly, this diary may be the last piece of evidence I leave behind in the world.

The special forces have recently started taking on missions that seem impossible for humans to complete. As for what they are, I'll record them in this diary after I die...

Seven months ago...

This mission is to explore a haunted house in Tokyo. Maybe I shouldn't have gone in the first place; it's not something humans can solve.

The cat meowed, and a child with a deathly pale face appeared. I was on guard outside when I heard my teammate say something before he died: "Maybe I should be grateful that I survived."

The mission was abandoned...

[Six months ago...]

The killing stopped; all the teammates who went in were dead, their bodies gruesome and mutilated…

There's no time to mourn them; the next task is to investigate a high school student.

Surveillance footage shows that he killed a high school student named Tomoya Aki in a very strange manner.

It seems they used... salt?

[Six months ago...]

He appears to be just an alcoholic, but that's a complete illusion; I can sense the anger within him.

Whose anger is this?

I feel like he's already noticed me.

[May ago...]

The investigation was inexplicably terminated, seemingly by an order personally issued by someone at a higher level.

To be honest, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Every time I observe that ■■■ (crossed out) high school student, a sense of death always looms over me.

[April 1st...]

I'm starting to lose sight of this world, and now I've been assigned another task.

It's that place called Hope Town that I visited before (crossed out).

Something seems to have happened there?

[April 1st...]

The special operations team was wiped out; only I and two other team members survived.

That's not a place for humans to go!

There's a passage to hell in Armcut Village that even missiles couldn't destroy.

Instead, it caused an even bigger disaster.

Three months ago...

I was forced to undergo psychological counseling, not because of the Hope Town incident.

This stems from a high school student I observed earlier; please forgive me for not being able to mention his name.

I heard that a member of the team secretly took a picture of the female companion next to him, and soon after, the entire hospital went crazy and was taken into custody by the Self-Defense Forces.

The photos were also destroyed.

The higher-ups have issued an order strictly prohibiting anyone from keeping photos of that girl, or even from imagining her.

I gave this incident a name, in a rather morbid way.

Shy people

Two months ago...

Sea and air transport were completely blocked, and the captain refused to say why.

It was clear that the captain looked terrible.

Two months ago...

I heard there's been a war in the capital of Great Britain. Oh well, that's none of my business.

Tasks have started being assigned again; this time, it's to investigate a missing person case.

Only a brain-like liquid was left at the scene, and the surveillance camera only captured a blurry figure.

I hope I won't die this time...

Two months ago...

The investigation progressed quickly, and soon identified a brother and sister.

But that didn't lead us to order them to be brought under control.

Instead, the captain led the team to retreat.

[One month ago...]

Today, while we were packing up, we happened to encounter ghouls eating people, but the captain didn't order us to attack.

I think it's because he's a member of the Beast Group.

Haha... What a messed up world!

[One month ago...]

The cannibalistic ghoul is dead, and his head was personally thrown to the CCG by Tatara, the general manager of the Beast Group.

Aren't they in cahoots?

[One month ago...]

This time, we were investigating a village that often attracted passersby.

According to intelligence, countless women's voices are echoing.

Those who went in never came out again.

The current time is August 8st.

The last mission was terminated, and an emergency mission has been assigned to Chiba City.

Something seems to have happened there; the higher-ups have immediately mobilized the army.

I always have a bad feeling...

……

Kato Taka leaned against the car, closed his diary, and tremblingly tucked it into his arms.

It wasn't out of fear, but rather the aftereffects of prolonged shooting.

"Am I really going to die this time?"

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, for he soon had no time to laugh.

"Eagle, stop fucking resting! Come and take over!"

"yes!"

Kato Taka quickly took over from the retreating team members and began a new round of firing.

"You bastards! You monsters! For my cute but invisible daughter!"

The bullets hit the angel with eyes, causing a continuous knockback effect.

"Eagle! Watch out!"

"Um?"

The sustained high-intensity shooting caused his body to become sluggish.

Turning his head, he saw a tall, thin shadow looming over him, and the bullet struck it and went straight through.

Kato Taka even felt that its faceless face gave a ferocious laugh.

Then a giant hand slammed down, and the shadow of death loomed over his heart.

He could even see the barbs curling up on the palm, and the icy force that was about to crush his bones.

The diary in his arms still had photos of his family pasted on it. The last time he would see them in this life, he would be buried in these ruins.

"Be careful!"

At this critical moment, a slender figure suddenly jumped down from the sky.

Without any extra movements, he simply raised his hand, clenched his fist, and threw a punch at the giant palm.

Two hands with vastly different shapes produced opposite results.

The long, thin shadow was twisted and deformed by the punch, its massive body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily through several broken walls and ruins, and then fell silent.

"Eh...Eh!!!"

Kato Taka looked sharply at the suddenly appearing boy, whose slender body looked somewhat frail.

"Are you alright?" Takashi Natsume asked gently.

"No...it's nothing, you..."

"It's alright, I'll go help the others now."

The situation was urgent. Natsume looked around, anger rising on his face!

What do these monsters think of life?!

"juvenile……"

Kato Taka, who was standing to the side, wanted to say something, but Natsume had already rushed forward.

The ground trembled slightly, and Kato Taka sensed something "big" following the boy as it passed by him.

Looking closely, however, nothing could be seen.