I Am an Emperor in a World of Mixed Anime

A knock sounded on the door. "Erye, it's time for you to get up."

After a brief, unfamiliar voice, the footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Higashino Akira sat up in bed and looked around at his surroundings. It was a traditional Japanese wooden building, and his line of sight seemed to have dropped. He touched his face, realized something was wrong, and his heart skipped a beat. He then brought his legs together, not feeling the presence of his old friend. He pursed his lips, silently lay back down on the bedding on the wooden floor, and closed his eyes.

I feel a little melancholy.

Seeing that there was still no movement inside, the footsteps approached again, and the door was opened directly.

"Hmm, still not awake?"

"This child, why has he become such a terrible sleeper?"

Higashino Akira was lifted off the bed and stood up. Looking at this unfamiliar woman, he couldn't help but sigh.

Even if you're making that face, you still have to finish today's tasks on time.

task?

Without making a sound, he followed the woman to wash up and have breakfast. Then they came to a room filled with colorful braided ropes. Watching the woman's skillful weaving movements, and looking at his own immature hands, Higashino Akira could only bite the bullet and try to learn to weave.

However, the woman noticed something was amiss as soon as he made his move.

The woman stared at her daughter for a while, and then a look of realization dawned on her face.

"Oh dear, we have distinguished guests. I apologize for not being able to entertain them properly."

Unable to continue pretending, Higashino Akira simply stopped pretending, put down the tangled rope in his hand, and began to talk to her.

I learned from her that her name was Miyamizu Ichiyo, and she was the heir to this shrine. Her family had always had a special talent that allowed them to briefly swap souls with others, but it wouldn't last long. Usually, they would just fall asleep and their souls would return to each other.

Higashino Akira held reservations about this. He was protected by luck, and before his luck was exhausted, it was impossible for anyone to put a soul into his body. Moreover, he did not feel any strange sensation of soul swapping; it was more like he was in a state of consciousness projection.

At the same time, he realized where he was.

Even after many years, Akira Higashino still remembers some of the most memorable anime works.

Miyamizu Shrine, with its soul-swapping premise, is truly unforgettable once you've seen it.

However, why is his consciousness projected onto her mother instead of the original female protagonist, and why is it so early in time, when her mother was still just a child?

Akira Higashino was very receptive to information. Seemingly sensing that he was special, Ichiyo Miyamizu put down her work and took the initiative to entertain him, answering his questions without hesitation.

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P.S.: I still owe 30 chapters, and the remaining 19 chapters are from the recommendation votes and monthly tickets I offered for the previous book. I promised to include them in this book as part of the doubling of the repayment.

Miyamizu Futaba is not the female lead. She is more than 20 years older than the protagonist. Considering the protagonist's age of 20, even if she doesn't die young like in the original story, she would be around 50 years old when the story begins. Therefore, if she were to take in a female lead, it would have to be her daughter.

Chapter 50 Let's go

Early in the morning, Akira Higashino woke up from his dream once again.

Seeing the familiar ceiling above, I took my phone from beside my pillow, turned it on, and glanced at the time and date.

Only a few hours have passed since I fell asleep last night.

Whether it was the montage-like scene of watching the more than 100-year history of the origin of the Kashiihime Shrine from the perspective of an observer at the beginning of the dream, or the immersive experience of spending a whole day in the body of Miyamizu Futaba, if it really was a body swap, it should be the second day by now.

The total amount of luck value remained unchanged.

His feelings and speculations were correct; he had only descended into Miyamizu Futaba's body in a form similar to a projection of consciousness, relying on the nearly broken bond line, and Miyamizu Futaba had not been able to successfully switch bodies with him.

It's just unknown where Miyamizu Futaba's consciousness went in this situation.

That line can be used two or three more times.

If it happens to her again next night, it's necessary to ask her about the specific situation.

Akira Higashino had a vague feeling that this initial line was closely related to his origin. Although he didn't see the key content last night, it didn't mean he had to give up his observation.

Beside me, I saw Higashino Akira wake up.

Toyokawa Shoko stepped on the bad guy's chest, looking down at him with a worried expression on her cat-like face.

This is the first time I've seen him sleep so peacefully. He doesn't hug me, doesn't reach out or do anything, and doesn't even react when I meow in his ear or pat his head.

The kitten is worried!

Seeing this, Higashino Akira gently pushed her head away and patted her bottom. Instantly, Xiangzi's tail wagged, and her original worry vanished. She glared at the guy and turned away.

It's already this bad right after I woke up, but it seems like I'm alright.

[As emperor, please acquire your own subjects as soon as possible. For every 1000 subjects, you will receive +1 more chances to be granted a title by a subordinate deity (in progress: 637/1000)]

The task progress has improved a bit more, though it can't compare to the rapid growth of the first two days, but it's still quite considerable.

Higashino Akira told Miko to take good care of Shoko before leaving.

Around noon, I stopped at the foot of a mountain on the outskirts of the Tokyo metropolitan area and met the Hozuki sisters, who had driven up.

The line representing that ill-fated connection remains on this mountain.

Xiangzi's situation isn't urgent; at most, he'll just have to be a kitten for a while longer. There's no danger to his life. What's truly pressing is the malicious guy that Xiangzi has provoked. If left unattended, this little crybaby sister might suddenly disappear one day.

Let's go.

"Let's go encounter ghosts!"

As soon as the two sisters arrived, Baoyue Yexiao, carrying her schoolbag, shouted out a slogan without any emotion. Behind her, Baoyue Yongzi also shouted out in response with a smile, ready to follow Xiao Yexiao up the mountain.

Behind them, Higashino Akira, who had been waiting for a long time, couldn't help but laugh in exasperation at the two sisters' oblivious behavior. He quickly reached out, picked up Xiao Yexiao's schoolbag, pulled her back, and forcefully pinched the little brat's face to pull it to both sides.

"It hurts... Eiko, help me."

Higashino Akira looked over at her.

"Oops!" Baoyue Yongzi quickly covered her face upon seeing this.

"Do you even know what's on the mountain or what the specifics are like before you're planning to go straight up?"

Higashino Akira released her hand, put the small snack back on the ground, and tapped her on the head.

He only came to find thugs, not to send elementary school kids to their deaths.

Going in before even getting the information would be reckless!

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yexiao pulled out a fox-shaped plush toy that was firmly locked with chains and clasps from her small backpack.

“I brought along the latest graduate. This girl has a terrible temper, so there’s no way to know her exact abilities. I need to find a worthy opponent for her to test her.”

“Yongzi carried with her another graduate to buy time to retrieve her and just in case.”

If that's the case, then what about me?

Akira Higashino discovered a fatal blind spot.

"Keep waiting, there's no rush."

As dusk fell, the Imperial Guards who had dispersed to gather intelligence gradually returned, bringing back the information they had collected along the way. They then began to set up camp in an orderly fashion, lighting bonfires and preparing dinner.

Higashino Akira, Takatsuki Eiko, and Takatsuki Yasui sat together, each flipping through the intelligence in their hands.

Once he had a general understanding of the origins of the things on this mountain, Bao Yue felt that if it was just a mountain god that had lost its incense offerings for a long time, he could fight it and had a high chance of winning.

After thinking for a while, Higashino Akira refused her request to act now. He planned to wait until the people he sent out brought over the local matriarch who knew about the area to verify the credibility of the information again. If he was confident, he would then take action at noon the next day when the sun was at its strongest.

On the first night of camping in the wild, we had a barbecue, refused to let my little Luo Li get any kisses, and helped her with her homework.

Night falls, and I drift into sleep following my instincts.

A familiar sense of arrival washed over him, and Higashino Akira opened his eyes again, finding himself back in that familiar bedroom.

Higashino Akira sat up in bed, a notebook slipping from his chest onto the blanket.

He looked down and realized that the rise and fall of his chest was unusual.

I gestured with my hands to estimate that it was roughly the size of Xiangzi.

Opening the notebook, I found it densely covered with various writings. The handwriting had evolved from initially being clumsy and awkward to later becoming neat and legible, indicating that it had been written on and off for quite some time.

"Hello, my name is Miyamizu Futaba. What's your name?"

"You have no idea who I saw last time!"

"I always have endless knots to tie lately, it's so annoying..."

"Why does a shrine maiden have to make kuchikamizake (a type of sake made by chewing rice) in front of everyone? It's so embarrassing!"

"The countryside looks the same all year round. I really want to go back to the big city."

"I want to change it again, Kamisama, please!"

"I must get into a high school in the city!"

"..."

The notes mostly contain complaints about daily life and longings for urban life, with a small portion expressing curiosity and anticipation about body swapping.

At least, it lets people know that when Higashino Akira's consciousness was projected into her body last time, she did not lose her consciousness, but instead had a different experience.

A ballpoint pen was stuck to the side of the notebook. He thought for a moment and wrote his name after her first question.

Akira Higashino

After finishing, Higashino Akira closed the notebook and left the room without changing his clothes, since Miyamizu Futaba was already a grown woman and it wasn't appropriate.

As he stepped outside, Miyamizu Ichiyo was preparing breakfast. Seeing that her daughter's walking posture and demeanor were completely different from the girl's usual habits, she immediately understood what had happened and greeted him gently.

"Long time no see, I hope you are well."

"Can you tell me what has happened over the years? Is there anything special?"

Higashino Akira sat at the table, propping his chin up, looking at the woman in the kitchen whose face no longer resembled her youthful self, whose eyes were beginning to show wrinkles etched by time, yet who still possessed a calm and composed demeanor.

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P.S.: Still owes 29 chapters. So naive, so inexperienced. When I posted the bounty, all I knew was to say I'd double it next week if I couldn't pay it all back. But then the original work was ruined by fanfiction and I couldn't continue writing, and I still hadn't finished. Every week I was almost there, every week I doubled it, and in the end, I still had this much left. I'll keep doubling it until the next book. Thankfully, there's no time limit this time. I'll pay it back whenever I finish the one I owed from the last book.

Chapter Fifty-One: I'm Very Rich

The next morning, Akira Higashino woke up in his tent and rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache.

We still haven't gained any useful intelligence.