I Am an Emperor in a World of Mixed Anime

The human-faced dog didn't mind the slit-mouthed woman staying there, but just as she was about to speak, she found that her head was already enveloped by Hanako's psychic power, and she couldn't open her mouth at all. In the end, she could only shrug at the slit-mouthed woman to indicate that she was powerless to help.

After being rejected time and again, the Slit-Mouthed Woman, heartbroken and disillusioned, silently gave up the idea of ​​staying overnight. She sighed and prepared herself to sleep alone on the sofa in the living room that night.

However, Hanako still didn't let her off the hook. She glanced at her lightly and said calmly, "You brought this person back. If anything goes wrong, you'll have to bear the consequences yourself."

After saying that, Hanako turned and went back to her bedroom.

The others gradually went back to rest, leaving the Slit-Mouthed Woman alone in the living room, silent for a long time.

According to the laws of Yunmeng, these kinds of alien beings who have been incorporated into the community are not allowed to reveal their identities or display their extraordinary existence and abilities in front of ordinary people.

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The next day, early morning.

Since it was already autumn, the sky was getting brighter later. Even though it was already six or seven in the morning, the light outside was still dim.

The slit-mouthed woman, who hadn't slept soundly, immediately got up and walked towards the noise in her bedroom the moment she heard it.

In the bedroom, Hiroi Kikuri slowly woke up, opened her eyes, and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling above her head in a daze, blinking her eyes in confusion.

Huh...?

This room doesn't feel like my own home.

This doesn't seem to be Shima's family's home either...

Half-asleep, Hiroi Kikuchi, somewhat oblivious to the world around her, rubbed her eyes and sat up in bed, yawning.

Then, the soft, warm blanket slipped off her body.

The crisp, cool air of an autumn morning swept over her body, sending a sudden shiver through her. She instinctively clutched her chest and trembled, goosebumps rising on her upper body from the cold.

Before she could even feel sad about the cold temperature, Hiroi Kikuri hugged her chest tightly with both hands, flattening her already small, soft breasts into small pancakes. Her eyes widened in disbelief, her pretty face flushed, and she stood frozen in place.

broken!

Why are my clothes gone?

And he was lying in an unfamiliar room and on a big bed…

News stories about people being picked up after drinking and then doing lewd things, along with Shima and the advice they usually gave her to quit drinking, kept flashing through her mind, making Hiroi Kikuri feel dizzy.

My brain is screaming!

It seems like I'm just going to collapse and escape reality.

But her remaining rationality stubbornly kept her conscious, preventing her from escaping the world.

After hesitating for a moment, Hiroi Kikuri tentatively lifted her leg and did not feel any unusual sensations in her body. No, rather, she did not feel the sticky feeling that comes after a hangover, not only because she hadn't showered but also because she had been caught in the rain. Instead, she felt refreshed and had the scent of high-end shower gel on her body!

Somewhat uncertain, Hiroi Kikuri pursed her lips, loosened one arm that was wrapped around her chest, and reached down.

It seems... I didn't feel violated at all.

But they were all picked up by someone we don't even know, and then washed and put on the bed!

Suddenly, as if something had occurred to him.

Hiroi Kikuri's face suddenly turned pale.

No, it's not that he's already taken a bunch of photos or something, and he's not satisfied with me being so drunk that I'm unconscious; he wants to use those things to blackmail me into being with him while I'm sober...

Hiroi Kikuri trembled, feeling dizzy, as if she could already see her own degenerate future, manipulated by others. Her pupils trembled, and her eyes gradually filled with tears.

Just then.

With a click, the door was opened from the outside.

The slit-mouthed woman, wearing a mask, entered the bedroom, turned on the light, and immediately saw a naked woman sitting on her bed, one hand tightly wrapped around her chest, the other hand reaching down to her lower body, her expression in disarray. Her face darkened.

What are you going to do on my bed?

The fist has hardened!

Humans are so incredibly lewd!

That monstrous deity is one of them, as are the humans who have made urban legends less and less frightening, and whose figures and erotic language have become more and more adult-like and sexually suggestive, and even this woman is one of them!

If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have preferred to have Hanako throw her outside.

Upon hearing the voice, Hiroi Kikuri turned her head in fright. When she saw that the person was a woman, she subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Then, realizing what had happened, she blushed and, forgetting her embarrassment, quickly withdrew her hand, gesturing wildly and making a frantic explanation.

"That's not true! It's a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!!!"

With a cold expression, the Slit-Mouthed Woman left the bedroom and slammed the door shut. "If you're awake, get up now. There are my clothes in the closet; pick out what you need and change!"

In the room, once again alone, Hiroi Kikuchi covered her flushed face, closed her eyes in unbearable shame, and let out a sharp, explosive sound like a train whistle.

After a while, she recognized who the girl was.

This is clearly the same fan who, more than half a year ago, hid in an alley and cried sadly. I went over to comfort her, but when I saw her face, I was so scared that I ran away on the spot!

Indeed, to this day, Kikuri Hiroi still believes that the person she met that day must have been a fan of her band, or at least an audience member who had seen their performance.

Otherwise, given her narrow social circle, the other party would not have known her, much less be scared away upon seeing her face.

Although she knows that her performance style is indeed a bit difficult for ordinary people to accept.

The Slit-Mouthed Woman waited at the door until a weak voice from inside said, "It's ready," before she pushed the door open again.

He glanced at the woman's clothes as he entered, made no comment, and paid no attention to her thanks.

Hiroi Kiku looked at the young lady who, despite wearing a mask, was clearly a great beauty judging from her exposed eyebrows, eyes, and body proportions. She was somewhat aloof, reserved, and socially awkward, and lowered her head, clutching the hem of the dress that was a bit too big for her, especially the chest area, which looked rather empty.

"You passed out drunk at my doorstep last night, completely soaked and reeking of alcohol, so I helped you take off your wet dress and gave you a bath. I let you stay overnight. Remember to take your things with you later."

"Then leave as soon as possible, my family doesn't like seeing outsiders at home."

Hiroi Kiku followed the other person out of the bedroom. Upon hearing this, she thanked them again weakly and promised to wash and return the clothes as soon as possible.

Since she was already unfamiliar with her, disliked the hair color, and didn't want to be "punished" by that villainous god, the Slit-Mouthed Woman had no intention of having any further contact with her and directly refused.

"Keep the clothes for yourself, they're a gift."

Hiroi Kikuri felt a little sad, as if she was being disliked by the other party. She opened her mouth but had no words to say, and could only accept it silently.

The two walked to the living room. The slit-mouthed woman, who was originally planning to just let the woman take her dirty clothes and leave quickly, suddenly stopped and froze.

"Ah, good morning~"

In the living room, the barefoot succubus Miyu, holding a glass of water, walked out and waved cutely at the two of them.

After saying that, he picked up the water glass, tilted his head back, and took small gulps of water.

As she replenished her fluids, the lively succubus tail behind her swayed gently up and down, especially the black heart-shaped tip at the end of the tail, which captivated Hiroi Kikuri, a pure human.

"This is…?"

"Decoration!" The slit-mouthed woman's resolute words interrupted her thoughts.

Following closely behind, the human-faced dog, dressed only in simple underwear, yawned, pushed open the bedroom door, and greeted everyone in a daze.

"Morning."

Looking at the furry "socks" on the other person's arms and thighs, Kikuri Hiroi remained silent for a moment.

Yes, it's autumn now, so it's time to wear something warmer.

Although this style of socks is rather unconventional, and they are only worn on the arms and legs, it's okay for people to wear them however they want at home, right?

Before she could even marvel at the strange sight she had just witnessed, Hiroi Kikuri was grabbed by the hand by the somewhat flustered masked woman and quickly led towards the restroom.

Pushing open the door, a cute-looking girl sat on the toilet, a toothbrush and a water cup floating in front of her, moving back and forth on their own. Hearing the noise, she looked towards the door with a blank expression.

The water glass was automatically brought to his lips. He swallowed a large mouthful of water, rinsed his mouth, and spat it out. He said coldly, "I should have turned on the lights and closed the door to indicate that someone was in the bathroom, right?"

With a snap, the door slammed shut again.

Hanako silently got up and pressed the flush button on the toilet.

She was putting on her skirt when the door clicked open again. With a sour look on her face, the Slit-Mouthed Woman rushed in, grabbed a wet skirt from the washing machine, and ran out as if fleeing, closing the door behind her.

Outside the door, Hiroi Kikuri's pupils began to tremble slightly.

"What was that just now...?"

"A magic trick!"

The slit-mouthed woman gave a curt explanation with a stern face, shoved the woman's skirt into her hands, and pulled her outside.

"Just leave it alone, it's none of your business. Get out of here, forget everything you saw, and don't ever come back!"

The two passed through the living room.

Suddenly, the previously black TV screen lit up, then the screen was filled with gray and white static, and then a woman's face was covered by her hair. She walked step by step to the screen, stretched out a hand, then her head, and then her upper body!

This famous entrance instantly awakened Hiroi Kikuri's childhood fears as a member of the island nation, reminding her of that famous horror character!

With a snap, the drunken bassist older sister rolled her eyes and fell straight backward, only to be caught by the Slit-Mouthed Woman, who then landed on her.

The slit-mouthed woman couldn't maintain her composure and immediately broke down.

"You did this on purpose, didn't you!"

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P.S.: Nearly 5,000 words. Regarding the missed updates due to my previous leave, I still need to write 3,500 words to make up for them.

Chapter 255 Who chases after someone they love?

Of course it was intentional!

In theory, everyone is now colleagues, so unless you're mentally prepared to be criticized later, it's not good to directly bully the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

It's a rare opportunity to settle personal scores, so how could I not take action?

Hanako and the others haven't forgotten about the culprit who tricked them all once.