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

Touma Kazusa felt annoyed. She looked up at the teacher, about to coldly say "I don't know," when a clear yet gentle prompt came to her ears.

"It's the textbook you used to sleep on, page thirteen, second paragraph."

"..."

When Touma Kazusa heard that voice, she initially wanted to ignore it and do what she had planned from the beginning.

But instead of reading, she opened her textbook and, after finding the relevant article, began to read it aloud involuntarily.

"Very good, sit down."

After class, during lunch break, Suzumiya Chisato hurriedly walked out of the back door of the classroom. He didn't have anything urgent to do, but the bird in his pocket had been restless for ten minutes, probably needing to relieve itself. He hoped it could hold back and not do it in his pocket.

After he left, Touma Kazusa slowly sat up from her desk. She glanced at the empty seat to her right, got up, and walked out of the classroom toward the other side.

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.

Private Toyonosaki Academy.

Since waking up this morning, Eriri Sawamura has been looking preoccupied and absent-minded.

She wasn't the kind of person who was clueless; she even tripped and fell flat on her face in front of many people in the school's shoe-changing corridor, making a complete fool of herself.

It's all because of that bizarre dream she had last night.

The dream's content is quite R-rated, and only two people act in it: one is a boy, and the other is the female lead.

The intensity of the plot is even more insane and intense than the humiliation doujinshi she drew.

Even though it was a dream, her calves and thighs still ached uncontrollably on the way to school after she got up.

Even though she knew it was just a dream and the sensations in her body were an illusion, her legs still trembled slightly from time to time.

The only reason I can say is that the dream was so realistic that even knowing it was fake, it still evoked this shameful and infuriating physiological reaction.

The last class of the morning has ended, and it's lunch break time now.

"Over at the station..."

"real or fake……"

I overheard a few girls in the classroom not far away talking about the handsome guy they had met that morning.

Eriri Sawamura was unimpressed. She had absolutely no interest in such things. The only reason she hadn't left the classroom for the club immediately was because her thighs were shamefully trembling again.

Seven times a night...

It’s really killing me!

Eriri Sawamura gently bit her lower lip, waiting for the initial reaction to subside before slowly getting up with her lunchbox.

"...That boy is quite handsome if you look closely, he looks a bit like a younger version of Takuya Kimura."

"Hey~ I don't believe it. Hanako, your aesthetic standards are too low. Last time, you even described the pork vendor as a chubby Shun Oguri."

"This time it's for real, I swear. If you don't believe me, ask Yui and Rin-chan..."

Are we still talking about this kind of topic? Seriously, just how much do you guys like men...?

Eriri Sawamura silently passed by them and walked out of the back door of the classroom.

"Yes, it's true. Hanako wasn't lying this time. He really is very handsome; he could be the male lead in a morning drama."

"And another thing, he also carries a bird with him, all black like a crow, and it's incredibly clever. He just unbuttons his shirt, and the crow obediently flies into his arms... Hey?"

The girl who was speaking suddenly paused, looking at the girl who had already left but then turned back and approached her with a puzzled expression.

"Sawamura-kun, is there something you need?"

…………

Chapter 41 A Clue Discovered by Chance

Japan is a pet-loving nation with a mature pet industry chain. While not every household has a pet, you'll often hear from relatives and friends that someone in your family owns one.

However, most people only choose cats or dogs as pets, while a few choose hamsters or rabbits.

But as far as Eriri Sawamura knows, only one person keeps crows as pets.

The guy who approached her step by step in her dreams, who won her heart completely after seven attempts, and who then married her, had children with her, and spent the rest of his life with her.

His raven, named Blackwing, left a particularly deep impression on her; there was no other reason than that it was simply too intelligent.

She was saddened even in her dreams when the crow died.

But that's not important!

The very next day after having that dream, a man carrying a crow appeared, a coincidence that inevitably made Eriri Sawamura have other thoughts.

"Um... Sawamura-kun, is there something you need?"

The girl looked at Eriri Sawamura, who had suddenly come closer, with a puzzled expression.

The blonde girl was quite famous at school, and her beautiful face and blue eyes had earned her many admirers. However, no one had yet been able to win her heart and achieve her desired outcome.

Why would someone who doesn't usually interact with them suddenly come up to them like this?

"Ah... I'm sorry... I just overheard what you were saying and it suddenly reminded me of some things."

After her initial panic, Eriri Sawamura quickly calmed down.

"Yes, about that topic you were just talking about, seeing a man with a crow or something near the tram station this morning..."

"Does Sawamura-kun know that person?"

"What are you talking about? You're using a male pronoun, so it must mean you don't know him. You must be interested in that person and want to get to know him."

"Eh! Is that so? Sawamura-kun likes that person?"

"No way, is this true?"

The girls' mouths were moving as fast as Thompson submachine guns.

As Eriri Sawamura listened to their increasingly rapid-fire conversation, she felt a headache coming on.

She began to understand why that jerk, Kasumigaoka Utaha, hated interacting with others so much; indeed, there were occasional situations where others wouldn't listen to her.

However, I have always presented a perfect image of being well-behaved and generous at school, so how could I possibly break it because of such a trivial matter!

"That's not it. It's just that yesterday after school, I saw someone who looked similar to what you described. He also had a crow with him. I saw that he accidentally dropped his keys on the ground. By the time I went to pick them up and return them, he had already disappeared into the crowd."

Eriri Sawamura explained methodically, a puzzled smile on her face.

"I was planning to go back to that area after school today to see if I could find the owner. If not, I would have to hand the key over to the police. But I didn't expect to hear about this here."

"So that's it."

The energetic girl had a look of sudden realization on her face.

The other girls also praised the fabricated acts of kindness by Eriri Sawamura.

"So, how can we help you?"

"It's very simple. Besides the crow he's carrying, what other obvious external features do you see? For example, his hairstyle, hair color, build, and..."

Eriri Sawamura swallowed very quietly.

"His clothes, the style of his school uniform, and so on."

"Wait, Sawamura-kun, didn't you see that person before? Do you need to ask us about these things?"

"..."

The energetic girl was suddenly slapped on the head by her companion, who said in a matter-of-fact tone,

"How could you remember something so clearly from just a casual glance, right, Sawamura-kun?"

"Ah... mmm!"

Eriri Sawamura nodded hurriedly, feeling incredibly grateful to the female classmate who had found a suitable reason for her.

"Let me think. The other person has black hair, with ears showing on the side, and bangs that just cover the eyebrows. I don't see any stubble, so they look clean and neat."

"She's probably over 180 centimeters tall, doesn't wear any extra accessories, and has very long legs." Group: 511479481

"There are no personal decorations on his backpack, so he must be a very serious person."

"The uniform is Western style. If I remember correctly, it should be the uniform of Fengcheng University Affiliated High School. My junior high school friend went to that high school."

The girls, one after another, pieced together the jumbled fragments, thus restoring a complete picture.

As Eriri Sawamura listened to their descriptions of boys, she unconsciously gripped the lunchbox tighter and tighter.

Although black hair is a common hair color in Japan, if the hairstyle and body shape are exactly the same, and they also have a crow that almost no one would specifically keep, almost everything matches up. Is there really such a coincidence in the world?

"...Thank you so much. It seems I can return the key to its owner after school today."

After listening to the information given by the girls, Eriri Sawamura gave a dry smile.

The girls laughed it off and wished her all the best.

When the energetic girl was about to ask Eriri Sawamura to return the key, she also wanted to get Eriri's LINE number, but her companion ruthlessly covered her mouth and interrupted her.

Eriri Sawamura bowed to thank her and took her leave.

She walked out of the classroom through the back door with her head down, looking preoccupied. Without looking ahead, she buried her forehead, then her nose and cheeks in a warm and soft place.

She was stunned for a moment, not quite reacting, and even took a breath naturally.

"Ha, you pervert."

A familiar and signature cold snort rang in her ears, and Sawamura Eriri's eyes widened as she immediately backed away.

"Kasumigaoka Utaha!"

"There's no need to shout so loudly, I know my own name."

Why are you here?!

"We agreed to discuss the game's development progress during lunch break, but after waiting for ages, the concept artist still hadn't shown up, so I had no choice but to come and ask her in person."

Kasumigaoka Utaha patted her chest, perfectly displaying a look of disgust, as if something very dirty had just touched it.

Standing behind her, Aki Tomoya put on a fawning smile and peeked out to wave at Sawamura Eriri.

"...Didn't you all say before not to come looking for me in my classroom?!"