I'm doing a crossover anime/manga project, and I'm creating a new kind of "Moonlight&

"Ghost stories, ghost stories that exist in Nerima."

For upper-class people like them, the most terrifying thing is this kind of powerful and bizarre monster.

Because they truly treat everyone equally, regardless of your status or background.

Kill them all indiscriminately....

......

Musashino City.

In Japan, a city is defined as a lower-level administrative unit below a prefecture, city, or county.

Although this area is still within Tokyo, it is already on the edge of the city.

Many abandoned factories reveal the former glory of this place.

However, as industries moved away, these sites were abandoned one by one, creating a desolate scene.

now.

The massive base, formed by the combination of seven or eight factory areas, has a large hall on the second floor filled with surveillance monitors.

"magic?"

"magician?"

"A fire dragon equivalent to a heavy cannon?"

The middle-aged department head, Shuichi Akai, who was over fifty years old, shook his head and slammed the report on the table in disappointment: "Inspector Takagi, is this the answer you gave me?"

Since that incident, he, as an FBI agent, applied for a transfer and was reassigned to the Special Investigations Unit for Abnormalities.

On the surface, the Special Investigations Department belongs to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, but in reality, it's just a figurehead.

Essentially, it is a special federal agency in Japan that monitors and studies the supernatural.

In fact, the Special Investigation Department of the Human Life Division doesn't care about human life; it's just that he does.

He can accept necessary sacrifices, but not unnecessary casualties.

Volume 1: Chapter 45 Kazuma, shut the hell up!

"Minister, if even evil spirits exist, perhaps there really are special individuals or organizations that correspond to them..."

With a resolute expression, Takagi took out a USB drive and calmly said, "Minister, I am not mentally unstable. The surveillance video is here. I recorded it, and the whole story is on it."

Shuichi Akai didn't look at the USB drive; instead, he wearily rubbed his temples.

"Takagi, this is the umpteenth time already. You've seen the psychologist's diagnosis, and I know Sato's situation has been a huge blow to you..."

"No, Minister, this time it's for real!"

Upon hearing that name, Takagi's weathered face contorted in shock: "I didn't lie! Trust me one more time."

"Takagi..."

Shuichi Akai lowered his head in anguish: "Forget it, you're not young anymore."

Thirty years.

Thirty years! How many thirty-year periods does one have in a lifetime?

Not only Takagi, but also the hatred he held onto and the family he cared about were taken away thirty years ago.

But that's precisely why we absolutely cannot be defeated.

I must never end up like Takagi.

A dry voice echoed in the room: "We've been there, we've searched everywhere, but there's nothing. We've tried every remote mountain temple, every religious site, every religion, but nothing, nothing at all."

At least those special abilities inherited through bloodlines are definitely not what you think.

Dead silence.

for a long time.

A warm summer breeze blew in from outside the window, filling the office.

"Minister, um... um..."

suddenly.

Takagi's low voice suddenly became excited as he pointed to the surveillance wall in the lobby outside the second-floor balcony, his expression filled with disbelief.

"I said Takagi..."

Shuichi Akai turned around, about to say something helplessly, but his voice stopped abruptly. He stared blankly at monitor A416 on the surveillance wall, at the streaks of light soaring into the sky and the overwhelming black tide. He then turned back to Takagi with a bewildered look, his voice hoarse and filled with disbelief.

"Is this what you mean—?"

........

Most exhausted ordinary people fall into a deep sleep, but those big shots whose stomp of their feet can shake Tokyo and even the neon lights are forced to wake up one by one.

With red eyes and heavy breathing, he stared intently at the transmitted image.

Countless surveillance cameras, even satellites, began focusing on the location identified as the finish line...

......

now.

With Rosser at the tip, the five-person diamond formation resembled a space fighter jet, transforming into a blazing streak of light that swept across the sky.

Having long since passed through densely populated areas, crossed the great river, and arrived in the suburbs, in a forest park.

Without any pause.

His robes were layered with various talismans: protective, speed-enhancing, calming, and those that amplified the power of his incantations...

Who knows how many buffs are stacked on him?

With a light touch of his toes on the ground, even while holding a plump young girl, he seemed weightless, gliding dozens of meters with the wind, his posture elegant and free, his speed incredibly fast.

They paid no attention to the black tide behind them, which seemed to crash down like a raging torrent from the sky.

They even had time to point and comment.

"Watch out, keep the aggro on it, don't let it get away."

Behind.

Without uttering a sound, Ayanokouji slapped on all the remaining talismans, regardless of what they were, and desperately followed the air currents ahead.

Even his legs became like wheels, running with all his might.

Kazuma, looking at the last talisman in his hand, turned green with rage.

He scrambled and crawled to avoid the crashing torrents, the splashing mud and broken wood, and with all his might, he pounced like a hungry tiger to protect Hachiman's waist, and said fiercely.

"Don't even think about leaving me!"

"Let go of me, you bastard! If this keeps up, we'll all be swallowed up."

"If we're going to die, we'll die together, and go to the Yellow Springs together."

At breakneck speed, her body swayed like a carp streamer as she gazed at him with deep affection.

"You f***ing... Ayanokouji, save me!!!"

With a ferocious expression, Hikigaya decisively lunged forward and grabbed Ayanokoji by the waist.

And so it became this: Ayanokouji was running ahead alone, with Hikigaya hanging from his waist, and Kazuma Sato hanging from Hikigaya's waist, like a swaying carp streamer.

Weighing over 200 pounds, her center of gravity was still towards the back, inevitably reducing her speed; Ayanokouji even seemed to float when she walked.

His veins bulged instantly, and he gritted his teeth, spitting out, "Let go!"

"No, Komachi is waiting for me to come home for dinner."

"What's it to me? Let go of me!"

"How could that be? Aren't we friends?"

"So, it's not like that now."

In a short time, the two seemed to be quickly corrupted by He Zhen's shamelessness.

Suddenly, their expressions changed.

“Kazuma!”

"Ni-chan..."

Heartfelt calls rang in their ears—some comforting, some weeping, some furious, some questioning, some pleading...

Changes in sound.

One minute they're their parents, the next they're fictitious friends (none of the three of them actually have friends), then they're fictitious romantic partners...

Some questioned angrily, some wept sadly, some pleaded with their cries, and some screamed in agony at the sudden misfortune.

Use every means to lure them back.

What's even more frightening is that this sound is extremely deceptive.

It makes you feel dizzy and lightheaded, and you subconsciously want to respond.

"Catch it!!!"

Hikigaya gritted his teeth and stuck all his Wind Charms onto Ayanokouji.

My heart is bleeding; over a million yen has just been burned.

However, the effect was quite powerful; the scarlet lines of the talisman lit up, and the invisible wind suddenly intensified several times.

At this moment, Ayanokouji felt as if he had transformed into a wisp of wind, a ray of light, freely traversing the forest and roaming the world.

The wind propelled him forward, his figure flying close to the ground like a drifting catkin.

"Haha, well done, Hachiman!"

Kazuma laughed smugly, and without turning his head, said cheekily to the evil spirit chasing after him, "Why don't you just turn into Yezi's form?"

Even though it's fake, at least it's pleasing to the eye. Maybe I'll turn back in a moment of confusion?

Speaking of which, the dead man's head that I just kicked away...

Holy crap, this is the ugliest woman I've ever seen. Her eyes are so far apart, she's even scarier than you.

Huh?

Are you angry?

Pfft~~, is that dead man's head your own face?

Haha, no wonder you're so resentful. If I were that ugly...

Before he could finish speaking, the churning black mist of curses suddenly increased in size and speed.

The cold, damp mist almost licked Kazuma's soles.

"She's caught up! Hurry, Hachiman!"

Hachiman also felt the chilling aura behind him quicken, the cold air seeping in and causing his body temperature to drop rapidly, making his joints stiffen.

He immediately urged, "Yeah, Ayanokouji, hurry up!!"

Ayanokouji, dragging around 200 pounds: You f***ing...

However, Ayanokouji, his face contorted with rage, desperately used the wind to propel himself forward, pushing himself beyond his limits.

The distance has increased.

Kazuma muttered under his breath, "Is it really that serious? I only chopped you with an axe, and you're already trying to kill me. Aren't we even now?"

Besides, what kind of skill is it to come to us? It's not like we think you're ugly.

You look like you got dumped, go find him!