In this crossover anime, Yoshikage Kira longs for a peaceful life.

At the end of the square is a Buddhist temple with its gates tightly closed, and in front of the temple is a wide square with rows of stone sculptures neatly arranged.

The stone sculptures are all uniform in style, depicting children with gourd-shaped backlights, holding tin staffs, broad foreheads, round faces, and slightly smiling faces. Some of the sculptures even have kites stuck in their bodies.

Although these stone sculptures are only about half a meter high, just above their knees, they still sent chills down the spines of the Nakano Five Sisters.

Because each of these rows of stone sculptures is possessed by an infant spirit!

May saw them, and they saw the five people in return!

click!

With a sound like something splitting open, the infants grinned, revealing sharp teeth, and crawled towards them with excited yet cruel smiles. Behind these infant spirits, on the steps of the Buddhist temple, sat a 'deity' covered in infant spirits and emanating black mist, grinning sinisterly at them!

Ichika shivered, her voice trembling slightly:

"I know there will be a lot, but isn't this just too much?!"

There were at least hundreds of these infant spirits in front of them, densely packed together!

Even if the deity enshrined in the temple is only level 2, and even if all these infant spirits are only the lowest level 4 curse spirits, such a number would definitely be enough to overwhelm many high-level sorcerers!

Why did this have to happen to me?

May's body trembled slightly, just like someone struggling to survive after falling into the water. In fear, she hurriedly held the mirror across her chest and aimed it at the swarming infant spirits.

The next moment, boundless darkness poured out of the mirror like an ocean.

Splash!

The surging black waves quickly rolled up, engulfing all the infant spirits in the square into the viscous liquid. Those infant spirits who originally had excited and cruel smiles on their faces all became extremely fearful and panicked.

Because from that viscous, black liquid, jet-black hands were reaching out, pulling at their delicate arms and bodies, seemingly trying to drag them completely to the bottom of the sea.

Faced with those arms dragging them, these infant spirits had absolutely no ability to resist.

In the blink of an eye, the cries of infant spirits began to echo throughout the temple, as if they were seeking help from the gods who protected them.

however.

As the black waves swept over the stone sculptures, they also engulfed the Buddhist temple at the end of the square. Neither the distant trees nor the towering sky were spared; it was as if everything around them had been shrouded in boundless darkness in that instant!

boom!

The wooden Buddhist temple was destroyed by the waves, and the broken pieces of wood and planks floated on the 'sea surface', but countless dark arms around the deity were trying to drag it into the abyss.

The god roared, howled, and resisted, shooting out countless bloody umbilical cords from its body, lashing those arms like whips, trying to break free of its restraints.

But whenever these umbilical cords are pulled toward those arms, they are tightly grasped by those arms, which pull them even harder into the abyss!

Undoubtedly, these umbilical cords not only failed to become its means of survival, but instead became shackles that bound it.

puff!

Finally, the gods were completely dragged into the 'ocean,' and the cries of those infant spirits had long since disappeared.

The sea was calm, with only occasional slight ripples.

The Nakano Five Sisters stood at the edge of this 'ocean,' like tourists gazing out onto the beach. The dark ocean rose above their ankles, and numerous dark arms emerged from all around them, yet they did not attempt to drag them into the abyss as they would to gods.

at last.

After a brief silence, perhaps having fully digested the event, the curtain that had been obscuring the sky gradually dissipated.

The cool moonlight filtered through the shadows of the trees, casting its glow on the plaza and making the smooth stone slabs appear as if they were covered with a faint silvery sheen. The Buddhist temple that once stood in the plaza, along with the rows of stone sculptures in front of it, had all vanished with the receding tide.

The deep black tide finally converged in front of May, transforming into a streak of light that disappeared into the mirror.

Nino was still reeling from the terror she had just experienced, and instinctively asked:

Is it over?

May's answer was somewhat hesitant:

"Shouldn't it be over by now?"

Is it over? Yes, it is.

"There's another one over there, Yotsuba, use Flame Fist on him!"

Miku, who was looking down at her phone, shouted, causing the five sisters to instinctively look in the direction she was pointing.

In the forest behind the square, still shrouded in darkness, a shadow was slowly creeping up from the darkness!

"I...I'll deal with it!"

Yotsuba screamed, fear driving her to instinctively grip her right arm and reach out her hand toward the creature in the shadows.

boom!

Psychic flames erupted from her palm, instantly igniting the surrounding air and transforming into a spinning fist-shaped pillar of fire that swept across the shadows of the forest!

BOOM!

With a violent explosion, the trees in the shadowy area were ignited by the pillar of fire, and the dazzling flames dispelled the surrounding darkness.

Before the shadow could prepare itself, another blinding bolt of lightning tore through space, meandering swiftly through the darkness!

boom!

Another loud bang rang out, extinguishing even the trees that had been ignited earlier in the violent explosion caused by lightning.

Ichika, her arms outstretched, blinked tremblingly.

"do you died?"

Yotsuba cautiously offered her advice:

"Want to go again?"

"Need not."

The cold voice beside them made the five sisters turn their heads subconsciously, only to find that Yukino Yukinoshita, who had been waiting at the foot of the mountain, had appeared beside them at some point.

May asked, looking confused:

"Huh? Why?"

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at the five of them, her eyes showing a hint of helplessness:

"Because it wasn't a vengeful spirit, it was a person."

"what?"

The five sisters subconsciously looked towards the end of the square. With the help of the firelight, they saw a tall, silver-haired young man standing not far away, holding another young man with spiky hair by the collar.

They were all wearing the same style of dark blue uniform. The silver-haired youth wore an eye patch and looked relaxed, while the spiky-haired boy looked extremely disheveled, with some charred marks on his face, obviously from the center of the explosion.

"I almost died!"

Fushiguro Megumi looked at the five innocent-looking sisters opposite him with extreme fear, because the 'wriggling shadow' that the five sisters had just discovered was actually himself!

He truly had no idea that these five sisters could be so extraordinary—extraordinarily extraordinary in every sense of the word!

First, she suddenly activated her domain, eliminating the Oni Mother Goddess and other miscellaneous soldiers.

Although Fushiguro Megumi was not the primary target of the domain, his shikigami Nue was not spared, which led to his embarrassing fall into the forest.

Just as the flames and lightning finally dissipated, he struggled to get up, but the next second he felt a sharp pain in his head. Before he could react, flames and lightning struck at the same time, giving him no time to catch his breath!

If it weren't for Gojo-sensei rescuing him from the center of the explosion in time, he would probably be a corpse by now!

So what exactly is going on with these five sisters?

Domains are almost exclusively a skill exclusive to top-tier players, yet one of them can cast a domain so easily!

Despite looking terrified, he instantly unleashed his domain and annihilated the level 1 cursed spirit, the Demon Mother Goddess. The others were equally outrageous; the two short-haired girls, also frightened, attacked him without warning, giving him no chance to explain!

The lightning was alright, but the pillar of flames would definitely kill him instantly!

Even now, thinking back on it, Fushiguro Megumi still breaks out in a cold sweat with lingering fear.

With the strength they've demonstrated, even taking down a level 2 cursed spirit wouldn't be a problem!

In other words, the strength of these two girls alone is equivalent to that of a level 2 sorcerer.

Although the remaining two long-haired girls didn't make a move, given how outstanding the other three sisters were, there was no reason for them to be weak. The sharp pain in his mind earlier was most likely caused by one of them!

So you're quintuplets? Why are the surgical procedures different for each of you?

How come he couldn't understand what kind of techniques these people used?

Or rather, are you really sorcerers? You said you'd only been around for a few days!

I just became a sorcerer a few days ago and can only barely deal with level 4 cursed spirits?

Even sorcerers should adhere to basic principles!

Or is it that the intelligence-gathering assistant supervisors are problematic, deliberately giving them false information? But what benefit would that bring to the assistant supervisors?

Fushiguro Megumi felt like her brain was a complete mess and she had no idea what was going on.

He was recognized as a genius for being assessed as a Level 2 spellcaster as soon as he entered school, and this was based on the premise that he had been studying with Gojo Satoru since childhood and had many experiences in exorcising cursed spirits.

Then what about these girls?

Fushiguro Megumi didn't know the level of their talent, but she was certain that their talent was above her own.

If I had to find an adjective, it would probably be "a genius comparable to Gojo Satoru!"

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Ding dong~!

No. 117, Duwang Street, Datian District, No. 502.

"Sorry to bother you."

Although it wasn't her first time here, Shimazaki Yuna was still a little reserved.

The girl bent down to take off her little leather shoes, lifted her small, delicate feet encased in black short socks, and gently stepped onto the floor of the room.

It wasn't that she didn't want to wear shoes, but rather that the apartment didn't have any indoor shoes for entertaining guests.

However, the girl didn't care about such a small matter, because she would have to take her clothes off anyway.

The small room was almost exactly the same as when I last visited, and a rich fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

The fragrance comes from the plant on the windowsill, which Yoshikage Kira is watering.