Crossover Anime: The Heroine's Savior in the Other World

There's no way around it; the yakisoba bread at Toyonosaki Gakuin is so popular that it's almost impossible to buy any unless you rush there to queue up right after class.

In fact, according to his calculations, the chances of Kasumigaoka Utaha waiting for him on the rooftop were only fifty-fifty, mainly due to the attraction of "White Album 2" to her.

We can only hope that the literary girl truly loves this script, and then abandons a little of her aloof pride, giving him some time to wait.

When he carried the bread and milk to the door leading to the rooftop, a brand new padlock had already blocked the way again.

"Sigh, so they've already left?"

Kitahara Sosuke shook his head regretfully, not surprised.

He didn't know when he would be able to connect with Kasumigaoka Utaha again after missing this opportunity. Of course, he could take the initiative to invite her again, but he would probably have to negotiate a much lower price.

In business negotiations, having the initiative makes a huge difference. He could have found someone else with good writing skills to replace Kasumigaoka Utaha, but who wouldn't want to work with a beautiful young female writer?

"Forget it, let's put things aside for now, senior. How about we drag Sawamura into this mess first?"

As Kitahara Sosuke went downstairs, he muttered to himself that he had to get his work arranged before Aki Tomoya started his official club activities.

However, given this guy's nature, even if he had another half month, he probably wouldn't be able to write anything worthwhile.

……

Kasumigaoka Utaha sat on the rooftop, flipping through the novel in her hands. She read very attentively, not just from a reader's perspective. As the author of "Love Metronome," she was adept at learning new things from other authors' works.

Although this campus romance novel, which is similar in style to hers, is still quite short, the author's narrative style is very interesting. She likes to use flashbacks and interludes to continuously enrich the personalities of the male and female protagonists later in the story.

It wasn't until the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch break, that Kasumigaoka Utaha snapped out of her daze: "I've been stood up," she realized, clutching her empty stomach.

He said he would wait a moment, but Kitahara Sousuke did not come as agreed.

Kasumigaoka Utaha took out her phone to check if she had missed any messages, but the unresponsive black screen reminded her that she might have forgotten to charge it last night.

“Kitahara Sousuke…”

She remembered the boy she had only met twice, but who had left a deep impression on her.

In the adult world, a lack of a straightforward agreement is tantamount to a refusal. The fact that the other party so readily stood them up means that the script for "White Album 2" is not lacking in people willing to polish and refine it.

Kasumigaoka Utaha picked up the novel from her lap, straightened her skirt, and prepared to go back to class. She had her own pride, and being able to humble herself and wait for the other person for a lunch break was already a great favor.

What's more, being rejected in such a rude manner. It's truly a pity to miss out on such an excellent work, but...

"is that a lie?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha tugged at the tightly locked door, but it didn't budge. Through the crack in the door, she could see that a brand-new padlock had replaced the old chain.

Kasumigaoka Utaha frantically pounded on the rooftop door, the "bang bang" echoing across the entire rooftop and reaching the empty stairwell, but no one paid any attention to her.

"My phone! That's it!" Kasumigaoka Utaha pulled her phone from her pocket and, clinging to a sliver of hope, pressed the power button. Then reality delivered a harsh blow; the screen only flashed with a brief startup animation before quickly plunging back into darkness.

……

"Sou-suke, aren't you going home with your girlfriends?"

Yoshihiko Uego pointed to the Hoshizuki sisters, who had walked out of the classroom side by side not long ago, and asked them in a low voice.

"I've already said it, it's not that kind of relationship."

Kitahara Sosuke, who was packing his schoolbag, was speechless. It's really a shame that you were born a man and are so gossipy.

"I saw it all! A feeding scene in the classroom, and it was a couple!" Yoshihiko Uesugi chased after Kitahara Sosuke as he came downstairs, and punched him enviously. "Damn it, you bastard who flaunts your love in public!"

"If I said that was torture, would you believe me?"

Kitahara Sousuke opened his shoe cabinet with his key, and thinking back to lunch, he felt his stomach churning again.

"boom!!!"

The shoe cabinet door was slammed shut, the loud noise echoing throughout the entire floor.

"Sōsuke?"

"Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother everyone."

Kitahara Sousuke bowed slightly to apologize to the people around him, then put on a very serious expression and looked at his friend, Uego Yoshihiko.

"Yoshihiko!" Kitahara Sousuke's hand pressed against the badly warped cabinet door. "I have something extremely, extremely, extremely important to ask. Could you please take them with you and leave first?"

"Ah, it's alright, Sousuke, don't get so worked up... I understand, then we'll be going now." Sensing the other's serious attitude, Yoshihiko Uesugi nodded, changed into his outdoor shoes, and called to Tanaka and the others who were with him to leave.

"Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner next time."

Kitahara Sousuke breathed a slight sigh of relief as he watched the group leave. He straightened the badly warped cabinet door, opened it a crack, and confirmed that what he had just seen was not an illusion.

"Are people playing this high now?"

Kitahara Sōsuke stared at the light yellow cotton shoes in the shoe cabinet for a long time without saying a word.

Chapter Forty-Nine: Coercion

"Kitahara-kun, aren't you leaving yet?"

Aoyama Nanami came down the stairs and looked at Kitahara Sousuke, who was standing tiptoeing by the shoe cabinet, with some confusion. She curiously greeted him.

"Aoyama-kun? Oh, I'm waiting for someone."

Kitahara Sousuke slammed the cabinet door shut, which had only been slightly ajar, and said in a serious tone.

This action had been repeated countless times. Every time Kitahara Sosuke tried to slip the half-moon from the shoe cabinet into his bag when no one was looking, someone would just happen to walk up to him.

"Patience will always find a way."

Kitahara Sosuke comforted himself.

"Huh? But didn't Xingyue just..."

Aoyama Nanami tilted her head and asked in confusion.

"No, it has nothing to do with Feng... Xingyue. I have other things to do."

Kitahara Sosuke was speechless. How did this get involved with Kaede and Rin again? Nanami, you little angel, why are you so gossipy?

"Ok."

Aoyama Nanami nodded. She had originally planned to invite the other person to a restaurant for a meal since they had met by chance.

Thinking about it carefully, a simple bento box was completely inadequate to express his gratitude to Kitahara Sousuke. Not only did he not share half of the prize money with him, but he was also unwittingly given 20,000 yen worth of lottery tickets.

Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be working out today.

"I have to go to work, so see you next week, Kitahara-kun."

"Okay, see you next week."

Kitahara Sosuke waved to the girl, watched her walk away, and then let out a soft sigh of relief.

"There shouldn't be anyone else here now, right?"

Kitahara Sousuke looked around and found that there was no one around him anymore. Almost everyone who had participated in the club or belonged to the Homecoming Club had left.

He opened the shoe cabinet and could see the sacred object still lying quietly inside. It was just an ordinary piece of cloth, but after being processed and displayed, it seemed to have a halo of light shining around it.

Love letters in shoe closets are not uncommon. Kitahara Sousuke saw this when he was a freshman in high school. He had also heard of some more open-minded girls who would even slip love letters into their boyfriends' shoe closets to express their sincerity.

However, it was still very unsettling for him to experience this himself. He thought that based on his past personality, no girl would be interested in him, and he couldn't remember flirting with any girls recently.

On the sacred object was a folded piece of white paper. Kitahara Sousuke picked it up and unfolded it, revealing somewhat familiar, delicate handwriting:

"You won, so you have to accept the loss and don't have any strange ideas."

There was no signature, but Kitahara Sousuke knew who it was at a glance; he had just seen the same handwriting last night.

However, this actually brought him a sense of relief. Perhaps it was because he had played too much with Feng yesterday, but when he learned that Yue Ban Ci's owner was the other party, he didn't feel any blushing or heart palpitations.

"No wonder Feng and Ling left without saying goodbye after school today."

Kitahara Sosuke stroked the sacred object with a strange expression; of course, it was no longer warm.

"Did this guy go home completely naked?"

He wrote "Signature" in big letters on the white paper with the message, found Xingyue Feng's shoe cabinet, stuffed it in, and then held Yue Ban Ci in his hand, silently reciting the name of the prop box. The latter disappeared with a whoosh.

"I should have just put it in the prop box."

Kitahara Sosuke cursed himself for being so stupid that he had forgotten his skills because of a small shoe cabinet incident.

"Kitahara... classmate?"

Just as Kitahara Sosuke was feeling frustrated, a somewhat familiar voice rang out from behind him.

"Fourth Brother?!"

Kitahara Sousuke turned around abruptly and saw Yotsuko Yoshikazu's beautiful figure standing behind him, the girl looking at him with a shocked expression.

"Listen to my explanation..."

"We...we didn't see anything!"

Seeing the other person's panicked expression, which seemed to further confirm some of her assumptions, Shifang Diezi cautiously took two steps back.

"Don't leave."

Kitahara Sosuke lunged forward and grabbed Choko's wrist, preventing her from creating any further distance. He hated these strange developments; he hadn't done anything wrong, yet he felt utterly unable to defend himself.

Kitahara Sosuke knew that he absolutely could not let the other party leave at this time; only by explaining things face-to-face could the misunderstanding be truly resolved.

"You, you let go, we won't tell anyone. No, we, we didn't see anything, Kitahara-kun, please let us go."

Yoko looked at him with teary eyes. This young lady from Kyoto had a strict upbringing and was quite skilled in self-defense. However, in front of Kitahara Sousuke, she was like an ordinary child facing an adult, powerless to resist.

I was just passing by when I saw Kitahara Sousuke holding something that looked like a girl's period, and he seemed about to smell it.

Why did I even open my mouth? Yomo Choko really wanted to slap herself. If she had just quietly run away, none of this would have happened. No, she had to escape quickly and then tell Kaede that Kitahara was actually a real pervert!

While Kitahara Sosuke was thinking about how to explain, Yomo Choko grabbed his right little finger, which was gripping her wrist, and twisted it outwards.