In this crossover anime, I've been bound to two systems.

The unconscious Goto Ichiri, whose voice had been like the whispers of an unknown ancient god, suddenly let out a muffled groan due to Suzumiya Chisato's exertion.

While her appearance might leave a somewhat disappointing first impression, her voice is undeniably quite good—very feminine and delicate.

Goto Ichiri slowly regained consciousness, and when her vision cleared, she saw Suzumiya Chisato standing very close to her.

"Phew, that was tough, but it's good that you're awake. Are you alright, student?"

"day by day……"

"what?"

"Heavens... Angel, I'm already dead, are you here to take me to heaven...?"

"..."

The girl in front of him had a wildly unpredictable way of thinking. Suzumiya Chisato pinched the bridge of his nose, completely bewildered by what she was saying, and for a moment he didn't know how to continue the conversation.

His reaction was misinterpreted by Goto Ichiri as tacit agreement. In the next moment, she was overcome with grief, and like a suddenly broken alarm clock, her body convulsed violently. The light that had finally appeared in her pupils was now showing signs of fading away.

It took so much effort to bring you back to reality, don't go back so easily!

"I'm not an angel. You just fainted, you're not dead!"

Suzumiya Chisato finished speaking in a very fast tone.

"That's right..."

Goto Ichiri finally remembered what had happened before she fainted, but now, there were more important things to do.

Looking at Suzumiya Senri before her, she suddenly took a step back, her face filled with fear as she knelt respectfully.

"Because...because someone like me has wasted your time...and caused you trouble!"

"no……"

"I'm so sorry!"

Goto Ichiri didn't look up, only offering her apology. She spoke fluently and naturally, suggesting she had used similar situations many times before.

"..."

Suzumiya Chisato looked at Goto Ichiri, who had her forehead pressed to the ground, and thought that if the Japanese government officials who apologized for the nuclear wastewater incident had been half as sincere as she was, they wouldn't have been criticized so badly around the world.

"...You stand up and speak first."

"sorry!"

"No, why are you apologizing for no reason? Don't be so nervous, just..."

"Eek! Cough!"

Just as Suzumiya Chisato was about to help Goto Chisato up, the moment her hand touched her shoulder, Goto Chisato twitched instantly, then collapsed to the ground stiffly like an electrocuted monkey, losing consciousness once again.

"..."

How could anyone be this troublesome!

…………

Chapter Nineteen: Unlocking the Mall Function

A clean and hygienic health room.

Lying on the hospital bed, Goto Ichiri slowly opened her eyes. She propped herself up and looked around in a daze.

The school nurse noticed her condition, put down her magazine, and went to her side.

"Goto, you're awake. Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

"No...but teacher, how did I get here?"

“A very handsome guy found you unconscious and brought you here. He was very worried about you, and he left only after I told him that you were alright.”

The school nurse, noticing the changing expressions on Goto Ichiri's face as she recalled what had just happened, jokingly remarked...

"He's a very handsome guy, is he your boyfriend?"

"What! No, that's not it!"

Goto Ichiri immediately panicked, closing her eyes tightly and waving her small hands helplessly in front of her.

"Someone like me doesn't even have friends, how could I possibly have a boyfriend!"

"Don't say that. Goto, you're actually very cute. You just lack confidence. If you could make a few changes to your image, becoming a heartthrob wouldn't be impossible."

The school nurse's earnest speech made Goto Ichiri's heart pound even faster.

"Yes, is that so?"

"Yes, besides that, your taste in clothing is terrible. You always walk with an unconscious hunch, your eyes lack vitality, and you also need to be careful not to let that overly lonely and negative aura emanate from you. If you can correct all these things that don't give a good impression, then Goto-chan, you will definitely become the center of everyone's conversation."

The naturally clueless school nurse was talking animatedly, completely oblivious to Goto Ichiri's increasingly desperate and pale face.

If those things could be corrected so easily, then I wouldn't have so many worries.

"Oh right! I almost forgot about this."

The school nurse clapped her hands, startling the preoccupied Goto Ichiri into hiccuping.

"Here you go. The boy who brought you here left this note before he left, and he asked me to give it to you."

Goto Ichiri blankly accepted the note handed to him by the teacher.

"Ah, how youthful it is! Looking at you all makes me want to go back to my school days ten years ago. You're so innocent and nostalgic. Why don't you rest a little longer? Lunch break isn't over yet."

"Yes... thank you, teacher."

Goto Ichiri stared nervously at the folded note in his hand, swallowing hard. (Transfer group: 849; 414, 96?5)

It's undoubtedly the one in your own hands...

Because they went to great lengths to get me to the infirmary, they wanted to ask me for a list of rewards after I had done their work.

Furthermore, since someone like myself might have some strange smell, I might also need to compensate the other party for emotional distress or other similar expenses.

Waaaaah... What should I do? Will I go bankrupt because of this?

Will my parents become homeless because of me?

The self-destructive paranoia lasted for a long time, and Goto Ichiri finally unfolded the note with trembling hands.

However, the content written above left her somewhat bewildered.

[You've been unconscious the whole time, so we can't have a normal conversation. If possible, I'd like to be friends with you. This is my LINE account: xxxxx.]

It's a very simple sentence, and any normal human being can understand what it means.

Unfortunately, in a sense, Goto Ichiri cannot be considered a normal human being.

Is this... some new type of scam?

How could anyone possibly want to be friends with someone as gloomy and strange as me?

Goto Ichiri's thinking has fallen into another absolutely wrong line.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Touma, Touma..."

Back in the classroom, Suzumiya Chisato woke up Touma Kazusa, who was sleeping, just like she did in the morning.

Then, under her cold and unpleasant gaze, he placed the bread and milk he had just bought on her table.

"what?"

"It's okay to sleep or not pay attention in class, but at least you have to eat on time."

"It was perfectly natural for Chisato Suzumiya to say that," she said.

"what?"

Touma Kazusa stared at the things on her desk, both astonished and bewildered.

However, Suzumiya Chisato continued speaking on her own.

"Health is the foundation of everything. If you're hungry, you won't even be able to sleep comfortably. That's my opinion."

"..."

"I don't know your food preferences, so I chose the best-selling bread and milk, hoping they will suit your taste."

"Well……"

"What's wrong? Do you want me to help you open the bread packaging? People who have just woken up often have weak hands."

"bother……"

"kindness?"

"You're so annoying!"

Touma Kazusa stopped looking at the food on the table and instead raised her head again, glaring aggressively at Suzumiya Chisato.

"Summer Palace, do you have something wrong with you?"

[Touma Kazusa was moved, her affection level increased by 10.]

Mind your own business and don't bother me!

[Touma Kazusa is happy; her affection level increases by 10.]

"..."

Suzumiya Chisato remained silent for a moment, then sighed.

Even if you say that, I still can't ignore what's happening in front of me.

"Ha, are you a housewife?"

"Even so."

"..."

Touma Kazusa stared at Suzumiya Chisato for a long time without saying a word.

Her tightly closed lips, narrowed eyes, and the impatient expression on her face created a sharp, unapproachable beauty.