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

However, the girls seem to have gotten used to being stared at like this. Sometimes, they would playfully wink at passing boys, and the innocent boys would blush, cover their stomachs, and quickly walk away.

Then there will be another burst of silvery laughter.

Good morning, Sōsuke.

"Morning, Takuma."

Takuma Suzuki's height was quite noticeable even among the basketball club members. He ran at the front of the team and greeted Sosuke Kitahara with a sunny smile.

Kitahara Sousuke nodded, greeted his friend with a "good morning," and then strode into the teaching building with light steps.

He had already informed Eriri about returning the car, but the girl refused his offer to escort her to the classroom door. After all, Naoka and Miyoko might recognize him, and explaining it would be a hassle.

Kitahara Sosuke was quite interested in playing the role of a creditor with Eriri in person, hoping to unlock some other interesting things.

Kitahara Sosuke changed into his indoor shoes and followed the class number on the shoe locker to find Eriri's class, B. Girls' shoe lockers are really easy to find. When Kitahara Sosuke arrived, a boy was sneakily slipping a pink envelope into Eriri's locker through the gap.

Kitahara Sosuke stood calmly behind the other person for a while.

After successfully delivering his love letter, the boy straightened up and saw Kitahara Sosuke behind him. He didn't feel embarrassed at all; instead, he smiled at Kitahara Sosuke in a friendly manner.

"Are you here to deliver something too, classmate?"

The boy didn't leave; instead, he started chatting with Kitahara Sousuke in a rather familiar manner. In his opinion, this guy was just like him, simply trying to pursue Eriri.

Since we were all in the same boat, and everyone ended up being politely rejected by the other, there was none of the animosity that often comes between rivals. Exchanging experiences was also a common occurrence.

"Yes, there's something I'd like to give to Eriri-san."

Kitahara Sousuke nodded.

"Yeah, I know, it's like a love letter or something. But judging from your tone, it seems like it's your first time?"

The boy looked Kitahara Sousuke up and down with the air of a senior, secretly relieved: Thank goodness, he's not that much more handsome than me. I guess this guy is in for a rough time.

"I guess this is my first time..."

Kitahara Sosuke bent over and examined the edge of the cabinet door. There was enough room to slip a thin envelope into the small gap, but it would be a bit difficult for a key.

Kitahara Sosuke gestured a couple of times, but finally realized there was really no way. He straightened up with a bit of helplessness: "Eri, is she serious about telling me to put the key in the shoe cabinet?"

"Dude, are you delivering keys?"

The boy curiously leaned closer to look at the key in Kitahara Sosuke's hand. It was ordinary, with a pale yellow ribbon tied to it.

Are all the younger generation this amazing these days? This time they didn't even write a love letter; last time they just gave me keys, and it didn't even look like a luxury car.

Could it be the key to a room at a love hotel?

"Dude, you're too impatient. You need to be patient when pursuing a girl. Although I admit you're a bit better looking than me, Sawamura is one of the seven most beautiful girls in the academy. You haven't even written a love letter, and you're already asking a girl out to a hotel. Even an ordinary female classmate wouldn't just agree to go with you, right?"

The boy spoke with disdain, treating Kitahara Sosuke as some arrogant and ignorant junior who dared to try and pursue Eriri.

He wrote more than a dozen love letters, but only met Eriri twice. Six times he received no response, and four times he only received a polite written rejection. Only twice did Eriri come to the agreed place after school as promised and reject him cleanly and decisively in person.

Just as he was about to give the younger generation some more heartfelt advice, a golden shadow suddenly flashed in the corner of his eye.

The girl's golden twin ponytails flowed smoothly over her shoulders, tied with red ribbons. She had a pair of deep blue eyes, as blue as the sky, and incredibly delicate features: a high, straight nose, thin lips, and slender eyebrows. She possessed both the three-dimensionality of Europeans and the delicacy of Easterners. When she smiled, a cute little tiger tooth appeared at the corner of her mouth.

The boy abruptly stopped speaking.

“Sawamura-kun…”

As he suddenly stepped back, Kitahara Sousuke also raised his head, just in time to look at the girl.

The two were very close. The girl's eyes were large, as blue as the sky after it had been washed. Her skin was fair, like a freshly peeled egg, smooth and radiant.

A faint, sweet fragrance of a young girl wafted over. Their eyes met briefly, and the girl's reflection was clearly seen in her eyes.

"Why are you still here?"

Upon seeing Kitahara Sousuke, Eriri first showed a hint of joy, then looked at him somewhat awkwardly.

"I……"

The boy next to him thought it was his dream goddess talking to him, and he was so excited that he couldn't even speak properly.

"Oh no, the key won't go in..."

Kitahara Sosuke scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly. He had just looked at Eriri in the morning light, and the girl's slender figure and delicate face really looked like a fairy from a dream.

"You're so stupid! Can't you see there are two different keys next to it?"

Eriri took the key from Kitahara Sosuke, inserted it into the lock, and gently turned it to open her shoe cabinet.

"Help me."

"Oh……"

Kitahara Sosuke subconsciously lifted Eriri's outstretched arm.

Perhaps because there were outsiders around, the girl moved very quickly. Before Kitahara Sosuke could even see the girl's beautiful, slender feet clearly, Eriri had already put her shoes into the cabinet and closed the door.

The cabinet was full of colorful envelopes, which, like cushions, were pressed under the little leather shoes, leaving black shoe prints.

"You didn't tell me this before..."

"You're so stupid! Can't you just try inserting it?"

"I was just about to try it on... By the way, I've had the keys with me for the past couple of days. How do you usually change your shoes?"

"Of course I have a spare. By the way, where is the car parked?"

"The third one from the left in the first row of the carport."

The boy by the shoe cabinet stood like a statue, watching Kitahara Sosuke and Eriri disappear into the end of the corridor while bickering, his whole being seemingly tinged with gray.

Chapter 101: Can't Think of a Title

"How's your consideration of what we discussed last time?"

Kitahara Sosuke casually asked if Eriri had replied to his invitation to do concept art for his game, White Album 2.

"whats the matter?"

Eriri turned to look at the other person with some confusion, then suddenly seemed to remember something. Last time at this guy's house, when he had played with her until she had to beg for mercy, he actually wanted her to use her mouth...

Of course, he was firmly rejected. Why is he suddenly bringing it up again? Is this guy planning to... at school?

The girl's rosy cheeks flushed red, and she replied firmly, "Impossible, give up!"

"Hmm?" Kitahara Sosuke was somewhat surprised by the girl's clean and decisive refusal. Looking at the blush on Eriri's fair face, he asked in confusion, "Is there a problem with Aki-san's club?"

"What does this have to do with Tomoya..." Eriri pouted, then came to her senses and asked somewhat embarrassedly, "You, you were just talking about the original artwork?"

"Otherwise, what do you think it is?"

"Ah, it's nothing... I was just talking about the original artwork!" Eriri put her hands on her hips and suddenly raised her voice to cover up her guilty conscience: "I was going to refuse, but since you're begging me so pitifully, I'll reluctantly agree."

"Okay, let me organize it first. I'll send you the character descriptions of the female leads. Draw a few drafts based on your own understanding, and then we'll discuss them together."

Kitahara Sousuke nodded. Now that the illustrator issue was resolved, the script development needed to be accelerated. The only decent novelist he could barely talk to was Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Of course, submitting a game to a professional development company can bring in a better team, but it also introduces more constraints and other problems. Kitahara Sousuke still hopes that his first game can be developed according to his own ideas.

Should I ask Eriri to invite Kasumigaoka Utaha?

Kitahara Sosuke pondered silently, suddenly realizing he had gone a bit too far. It was one thing to poach someone's illustrator, since Aki Tomoya's circle was still far from producing artwork at its current stage, but poaching a scriptwriter would really mean it could just shut down.

Oh well, what can you do when this is a dog-eat-dog world?

"Idiot, stop following us, we'll be seen."

Kitahara Sousuke and Eriri climbed to the floor where the second-year students were staying. Eriri paused, looking at Kitahara Sousuke with some disdain.

"My classroom is at the very back..."

Kitahara Sosuke snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Eriri with a helpless expression. The girl's pouting lips were kind of cute, and her pink lips were as clear and translucent as jelly, making one want to take a bite.

"Can't you keep a little distance? It would be troublesome if Naoka and Miyoko saw us."

Eriri clenched her little fists, stood on tiptoe, and her golden twin tails whipped around Kitahara Sosuke like a whirlwind. But it didn't hurt; instead, it tickled and smelled nice.

After a while, Kitahara Sosuke was still fine, but Eriri, the perpetrator, was panting heavily. With such a weak constitution, it's no wonder she could only barely pass the physical tests every time.

"I'm leaving first, you're not allowed to follow me."

Eriri grinned, showing off her little fangs, and adorably threatened Kitahara Sosuke.

"Okay, see you in a bit, Eriri."

"Who wants to see you later? I have to go to class!"

Eriri gave a haughty snort and took a few light steps to distance herself from Kitahara Sosuke.

Kitahara Sousuke nodded. Girls are shy, he could understand.

To be honest, the relationship between the two of them is a bit delicate right now. Eriri and I are like people who got on the bus first, and it's hard to say whether we'll have to pay the fare later.

Although both of them tacitly avoided mentioning what happened that day, it is an undeniable fact that their contact with each other gradually became more frequent.

Eriri felt the same way; she thought she must have lost her mind that day, not knowing why she had slept with Kitahara Sousuke, a guy she barely knew.

Although this bastard has absolutely no sense of chivalry, and his actions are as rough as a virgin's—okay, a virgin, I've confirmed it myself—his stamina is surprisingly strong, almost on par with those guys in the comics. And after the pain subsides, there's that strange, somewhat… feeling.

Eriri sometimes thinks back to that unforgettable day at night. A girl's first time is always particularly memorable, and her first experience didn't leave much of an impression; she was mostly just exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

There's no scientific basis for the idea of ​​a shortcut to a girl's heart, but Eriri definitely has a memory of Kitahara Sosuke in her heart. It wouldn't be so bad if they never saw each other again, but this guy keeps appearing in front of her, constantly expanding that space in her heart.

"This is so annoying! That guy is just a hair-styling toy. Forget about it, forget about it!"

Eriri gritted her teeth and quickened her pace, as if she could shake off something chasing her by increasing her speed.

The morning was as uneventful as usual. Amidst the teacher's boring lectures, the students were greeted by the lunch break bell.

Kitahara Sousuke didn't have lunch with the Hoshizuki sisters, Hoshizuki Kaede and Hoshizuki Rin, nor with his good friends Kamigo and Tanaka, because he had other plans.

"Come to think of it, I'm becoming more and more like a social butterfly."

Kitahara Sosuke muttered to himself as he walked towards the school rooftop, carrying his lunchbox. The rooftop door had reopened, after Kitahara Sosuke had no idea about the backstory of Kasumigaoka Utaha being locked on the rooftop.

He received a text message from Katsura Kotonoha today. The girl had been encouraging herself all day, and finally, during the break between the second and third classes, she mustered up the courage to send an invitation to Kitahara Sosuke.