In this anime crossover, who stole my module?

Yotsuya Miko quickly handed the "Strange Investigation Request Form" to Natsume Ryo.

Lines of twisted text, as if written with dried blood, slowly emerged on the card.

A new commission has been generated:

[Objective: Investigate the strange rumors circulating in the women's restroom.]

[Request Requirements: Enter the designated location at midnight tonight and confirm the existence of the ghost story.]

[Note: When you knock on the door, remember to ask the right question... otherwise, she'll drag you into the toilet and keep you there forever.]

bathroom?

The women's restroom on the third floor of the old school building?

Hanako?

Looking at the contents of the request form, Natsume Ryo almost immediately recalled the classic school ghost story that was well-known in Japan.

—Hanako in the toilet.

If we're talking about other things, then it's fine if they all start as urban legends.

But what about Hanako's real name in the toilet?

Natsume Ryo was very familiar with it.

Hanako in the Toilet

There are many versions of this urban legend.

It could even be said that Hanako in the Toilet has become, in a sense, the face of the school ghost story genre, with her fame and popularity comparable to some top-tier celebrities.

However, regardless of the version, Hanako in the toilet is depicted as a terrifying ghost full of resentment who can directly harm the living.

However, most versions...

They all depict Hanako in the toilet as a sinister little ghost who drags people into the toilet.

I wonder what the real Hanako will look like.

Will she be transformed into an adorable little girl in a red overalls, like in some fan art?

Ryo Natsume was extremely curious.

but.

Whether it's the former or the latter.

Ryo Natsume would be very interested.

after all.

Natsume Ryo is not a picky eater.

and.

A new and unknown "research material" can always bring about entirely new research topics, can't it?

Moreover, it's such a classic ghost story.

Hanako in the Toilet

The thought of having a brand new "material" to practice the "purification" ritual of the "Quqiang Exorcist" made Natsume Ryo eager to conduct a thorough "investigation" of this Hanako-san, starting from the basics and gradually moving to the deeper levels.

To know.

The first [Ghost Story Limited? Job Book] that Natsume Ryo used.

—That's just a bunch of rude exorcists!!!

Qu Qiang, the exorcist, versus Hanako in the toilet.

There must be a special offer or extra discount!

……

"Senior...this...tonight..."

"Well, don't worry."

"I will definitely go with you tonight!"

"senior!"

……

After deciding on the location for tonight's investigation.

The informal "roundtable meeting" on the rooftop of Soubu High, which was the first of its kind, consisting of Natsume Ryo, who was suspected to be a "god," and Yukino Yukinoshita, who had different thoughts, came to a temporary halt.

Chapter 101 The final exam is coming soon! Hurry! Go to the toilet!

As everyone arrived at the rooftop staircase in silence and with a subtle atmosphere,

No one spoke at that moment.

But everyone knew perfectly well that after witnessing those unimaginable sights—

The old daily life is clearly gone forever.

“Natsume-kun.”

Even at the very end, Yukino, who was walking silently at the very back of the snow, finally stopped. Her legs, which were made even straighter and longer by the black over-the-knee stockings, seemed to be nailed to the spot, staring intently at Natsume Ryo's back with an incomparably complex expression.

Yukino Yukinoshita has been holding back a question for a long time.

"..."

"Who exactly are you...?"

Swish-!

As Yukino Yukinoshita finished speaking.

In an instant, it seemed as if everyone's steps faltered.

Whether it was Miko Yotsuya, Yumiko Miura, Yui Yuigahama, Hina Ebina, or even Rikka Takanashi, who was still rubbing her sleepy eyes, they all perked up their ears.

All eyes were focused on one point.

—Natsume Ryo.

"..."

"me?"

Natsume Ryo stopped and turned around, unconvinced.

"As seen by classmate Ruyuki."

"I will not change my name or surname, whether I am walking or sitting – Natsume Ryo".

"..."

What kind of answer is that?!

It showcases a series of miraculous powers, such as creating things out of thin air, erasing clouds, teleporting, and even summoning and instantly annihilating monsters.

It is said that all the gods who walk among humans have faith in them.

just now.

Such an answer was so perfunctory that even the usually carefree Yui Yuigahama felt it was far too dismissive, let alone the naturally meticulous and logical Yukino Yukinoshita.

The others clearly did not believe Natsume Ryo's answer.

Like everyone else, Yukino Yukinoshita kept her lips tightly pressed together, staring intently at Ryo Natsume, clearly dissatisfied with the perfunctory answer.

"This issue concerns me..."

"Even if I wanted to explain, it would be rather complicated."

"It can be roughly understood that I am a rather special person."

Seemingly seeing through everyone's thoughts, Natsume Ryo took the initiative to meet Yukino Yukinoshita's gaze.

"Is it special?"

Yukino Yukinoshita repeated the sentence, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed tightly, clearly indicating that this was yet another extremely perfunctory answer.

"correct."

Natsume Ryo nodded without looking away. Instead, he took a step forward and gazed intently into Yukino Yukinoshita's icy blue eyes, which seemed slightly magnified due to the close proximity.

Yukino took a step back and found herself pinned against the wall by the other person.

"Just like you, Yukinoshita, you were born with outstanding looks, a brilliant mind, and... an enviable family background."

"Equally special."

"It's just that my specialness distinguishes me from many others, and it's also reflected in many aspects."

Natsume Ryo's unexpected analogy.

Yukino Yukinoshita was speechless for a moment.

Yes, isn't that why she herself was forced to endure jealousy, speculation, and isolation from others since childhood, living like an isolated island?

From this perspective, Yukino Yukinoshita cannot easily refute Ryo Natsume's statement.

……

"So, is this special quality that Natsume-kun mentioned... something you were born with?"

After a moment of silence, Yukino Yukinoshita spoke again, her voice no longer trembling. But her stubborn curiosity remained undiminished.

"If I really have to say something."

Upon hearing this, Natsume Ryo stroked his chin, feigning deep thought, before speaking in a relaxed tone:

"It's like one afternoon, you're walking down the street and you accidentally get hit on the head by a meteorite falling from the sky, and then suddenly you have an epiphany."

"..."

This answer caused all the girls present to freeze in place once again.

Even though Yukino Yukinoshita knew that Ryo Natsume was deliberately avoiding the question and making jokes to brush it off.

But she also understood that if the other party didn't want to talk about something, no amount of pressing them would help.

Finally, Yukino Yukinoshita sighed softly, a complex and unfathomable emotion flashing across her icy blue eyes. She nodded slightly, thus ending this conversation that was destined to have no answer.

"I understand."

Then Natsume Ryo turned and left.

"We still know far too little about this world..."

"Hey... what do you guys think... Natsume-kun... could he actually be... a god?"

At that moment, Yui Yuigahama whispered.

"..."

But no one can answer this question.

……

As for what’s next.

The afternoon classes proceeded in an extremely strange atmosphere.

All the girls who experienced the "rooftop incident" seemed somewhat distracted.

The atmosphere in Class F of the first year was extremely subtle.

The students in Class F of the first year soon noticed that the girls in the class who were usually at the center of the social circle were acting strangely after lunch break.

Yui Yuigahama looked like a wilted eggplant, slumped listlessly on the table.

His usual energetic spirit was now listless, and he was drawing all sorts of meaningless circles in his notebook with a pencil.

Yumiko Miura was unusually absent-minded, leaning back in her chair with her arms crossed, her long golden hair hanging down her chest, her eyes unfocused, seemingly lost in thought.

Especially when Tobe Sho recklessly tried to talk to Miura Yumiko.