I Am an Emperor in a World of Mixed Anime

I've drunk quite a few yellow and white wines, but I drink very little red ones. After all, this stuff is more of a accompaniment to meals, used to cut through the richness of the food, and it's not very satisfying.

"Xiaojing, you're not doing well anymore, you've even brought out the red ones."

"Why do you care so much? Don't you know how to appreciate the atmosphere? Besides, with so many of your friends here, you can't just get drunk in front of them!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka rolled her eyes at him. She had finally managed to do something romantic, but the romance was killed off by this guy right at the start of her plan.

"atmosphere?"

Higashino Akira smiled slightly. "Us?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka blushed. "What do you mean? What do you mean? What's wrong with me? Can't you be a little more romantic with me? I'm a woman too, you know!"

"nothing."

"What do you mean, nothing? I think you're clearly prejudiced against me!"

Hiratsuka-sensei puffed out her cheeks and made an angry face.

It's clear that she wasn't actually that angry.

The main thing is that the atmosphere is right. She feels that at this moment, this way will make her more feminine and give her a more romantic feeling.

However…

Higashino Akira sighed, "I'm just reminiscing. I don't know when it started, but we've drifted apart. We used to work out, box, and drink together. I considered you my best buddy. But you not only slept with me, but you also tried to be romantic with me."

"I lost a good brother who could stay up all night playing games with me, and who would swear and joke around without restraint."

This time, Hiratsuka Shizuka really dropped the act and slapped the bastard hard on the back. "Damn it! Are you an idiot?! I'm a woman!"

"Have you really forgotten those days when we fought side by side in Zu'an to protect our parents and block the bridge with spacecraft?"

I forgot your second uncle!

Looking at the boy's serious expression, Hiratsuka Shizuma was speechless. Why keep bringing up dark history that's already in the past? Can't she learn to be a little gentler and more girly?

"You wait here, I'll go get you the white one!"

She had intended to present herself as a lady to him, but instead, she was met with estrangement.

Since that's the case, she'll stop pretending!

Tonight, let's drink until we drop! Let's fight until we're done!

Hiratsuka-sensei got up and went back into the house, heading towards the kitchen.

In the small courtyard, Akira Higashino picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

It tasted astringent and bitter; it really wasn't good to drink.

Things that require others to teach you how to eat and drink to make them more flavorful and authentic are often just a waste of your intelligence and a form of cultural bullying.

He just doesn't like this.

If you want to drown your sorrows, go for a strong liquor, whether it's white or yellow; if you want to cool off, have some ice-cold beer.

He didn't waste the remaining wine.

He beckoned to Oka Touko, who had been protecting Miko, to appear. He poured her a glass and then gave her a piece of the cake he had just brought from the living room.

"Let's try it together."

Then there are Chihiro and Hana, who almost always hide their presence and wait nearby when there are no additional tasks assigned. Chihiro is a female alcoholic who loves alcohol, but she prefers sake. Hana, who was a courtesan before, also drank a lot of alcohol.

However, given the passage of time, they may not have even drunk Western goods like red wine.

Both of these are long-established veterans.

He did not reject the wine that his own deity personally poured for him, a thing he had never tried in his previous life, and gladly accepted it.

Interestingly, even though they are evil spirits and only have spirit bodies left, and do not need to obtain energy from food, they can still taste the wine, given their current ability to easily interfere with reality.

Akira Higashino couldn't say for sure whether it was from consuming qi or something else.

And the drinks and food they consumed, no one knows where they ended up.

After all, as evil spirits, they neither need to replenish their energy by eating human food, nor do they have the ability to digest or absorb such things.

Evil Beauty doesn't need to poop.

What can be devoured and absorbed by evil spirits to strengthen themselves is often spiritual energy, which is a type of spiritual entity.

They devour each other in this way, and so do those who are recruited and receive faith power from him as their salary.

The power of faith is essentially a special spiritual energy aggregate derived from the wishes of all beings. It is not much different from the root of those floating spirits and evil spirits that are everywhere, except that the forms of expression are different.

Driven by curiosity, Higashino Akira had also investigated the matter, but out of respect for his subordinates, he certainly couldn't make any physical advances. He could only ask them, but when he did, they either stared at him with a mysterious look and remained silent, or they claimed to know nothing about it and didn't understand the underlying principles themselves.

All I know is that those who are worshipped can taste the flavor, and even when they become powerful, they can still taste the flavor even without worship.

Footsteps gradually came from the house behind us.

Xiaoqian and the others weren't afraid and continued to calmly drink.

After all, their sacrifice is only directed at appearances that are summoned within the psychic vision. As long as they do not actively attack humans, ordinary people still cannot see them as spirits.

Unless, the person who comes is no ordinary person.

As she walked out with Shizuka, carrying her tray, Yotsuya Miko paused, her face turning pale and cold sweat beading on her forehead as she looked at the horrific scene in the small garden in front of her house.

What a terrifying evil spirit!

Not only does it possess an aura far exceeding that of ordinary evil spirits, but its form also exudes a strange sense of holiness, similar to that of the mountain gods I've seen before!

Even the guardian spirit is here!

They didn't fight each other?

Still drinking quietly?

Did her guardian spirit, the older sister, collude with her?

Or is the other person a friend of the guardian spirit older sister?

"Hmm, why aren't you moving, Jianzi?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka had already walked to Higashino Akira's side. When she turned around, she was surprised to see the little sister who had come to help her serve the dishes still standing motionless at the door of the back room.

Upon hearing this, Higashino Akira turned around and saw Miko's figure.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the three spirits, each emanating a faint divine aura, vanished into thin air without Hiratsuka Shizuka noticing at all.

Upon witnessing this scene, Yotsuya Miko was even more incredulous.

She walked stiffly to her brother and sister Jing, placed the snacks on the table, her mind filled with the scene of her brother casually dismissing those powerful evil spirits. Her heart was full of questions, and she wanted to ask them, but she hesitated to speak because sister Jing was also there.

He could only offer a few words of concern to Sister Jing, then suppressed all his questions and returned to the house, looking back every few steps.

Behind her, Hiratsuka Shizuka looked smugly at Higashino Akira, that brat, and raised her chin at him, "See? Kenko is so affectionate towards me now, he can't even bear to be apart from me for a little while."

"Really?" Higashino Akira was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Otherwise what?" Ms. Xiaojing asserted with absolute certainty, "This is the result of our sincere efforts towards Miko over the past few months. When it comes to raising a younger sister, we Chiba people are the best!"

The quiet Hiratsuka-sensei glanced at someone with disdain, "An irresponsible 'brother' like you, who disappears from the world and is only seen once or twice a month at most, is completely an amateur!"

Since Xiaojing has said that, what can Dongye Ming say?

All I could do was clap my hands in approval.

Although I don't understand where this so-called older sister, who came uninvited and even needs Miko's help to take care of her, got the courage to say such things, since Xiaojing and Miko don't seem to have any objections to each other, then it's fine as long as they're happy.

The two chatted and drank as the evening breeze blew.

Xiaojing told him that she didn't plan to continue teaching after finishing Yukino's class, and Higashino Akira didn't object and respected her decision.

She also said that she wants to get pregnant as soon as possible and become a mother before she turns thirty. She read online that there are high risks associated with pregnancy at an advanced age.

To this, Akira Higashino could only say that he would do his best.

Although she often jokes that Xiao Jing has an invincible iron fist, she only has the physique of an ordinary human. She has no talent to enhance her punching power. She relies solely on hard work and strength. It is indeed not easy for her to hit him in one blow.

If Xiaojing had Xiaohua's exceptionally strong constitution, she would have become a mother long ago.

Or perhaps those with special talents, like Jianzi and Xiaoyexiao, could also fall victim to this.

But she was just a regular human being.

As his physical and mental attributes gradually improve, Xiao Jing's chances of winning the bid will only decrease. It's unrealistic to expect to succeed in one or two bids; she can only rely on the number of attempts to win and try to hit that tiny chance.

As the birthday celebration for Jianzi gradually came to an end and it got too late, she took the initiative to invite Xiaohua and the others to stay overnight.

Xiao Hua, who was already used to coming here every few days to live with Jian Zi so that Jian Zi wouldn't be too lonely living alone, readily agreed. She immediately made a video call to her family to tell her mother that she was staying at Jian Zi's place that night. After receiving her mother's consent and a warning not to cause trouble for Jian Zi, she chuckled and hung up the phone.

The situation was even simpler for the petite Yuria Nibutō. Since her family didn't come home often, she mostly lived alone, so she didn't even need to go through the process of informing her family. All she had to do was agree.

Michiru, on the other hand, wanted to stay, but without her sister's permission, she couldn't. In fact, as soon as her sister heard that she wanted to stay at Miko's place, she immediately said she would come and take her home. In the end, she could only reluctantly say goodbye to Miko and the others.

Late at night, three girls, having finished their showers, huddled together in one bed, whispering secrets among themselves.

Suddenly, a slight creaking sound came from next door, as if the wooden planks were warping and shaking, occasionally accompanied by a low, suppressed groan or two.

As time went on, the humming became clearer and clearer, eventually becoming continuous. Although one could still hear the effort to restrain it, the soft singing just wouldn't stop.

Inside the blankets, the three girls blushed with embarrassment at the meowing sounds coming from next door.

I can't sleep at all in this situation.

It felt both exciting and awkward.

My face and body involuntarily felt hot, even a little burning, and my heart was racing.

Everyone tacitly pulled the blankets up to cover their heads, trying to block out the embarrassing noises coming from next door.

From inside the blankets came Baihechuan Hua's soft, slightly resentful voice.

"Jianzi, the soundproofing in your house is terrible."

Upon hearing this, Yotsuya Miko's pretty face turned bright red, blushing shyly, and she couldn't refute it.

Ms. Hiratsuka, who wanted to become a mother by the age of thirty, worked very hard, staying up late with Akira Higashino before finally calling it a day and falling into a deep sleep.

The three girls who had been eavesdropping for most of the night finally breathed a sigh of relief. They looked at each other, tacitly got up one after another, went to the toilet, and were finally able to sleep peacefully.

The next day, before the girls went to school, they passed by the living room and saw the face of a certain older boy. They couldn't help but feel their cheeks burning and hurriedly fled the scene. They didn't even have time to eat breakfast and just planned to buy something to eat on the way.