I Am an Emperor in a World of Mixed Anime

"Gu, just kill me..."

Miss Mary closed her eyes.

He had nothing more to say, he only wished for a quick death.

Lord Higashino drew his holy sword, abandoning his current attack route, and prepared to launch a righteous attack on this stubborn and unruly creature from another path. He pressed the blade against her rear entrance, suddenly exerted force, and charged straight in.

If Miss Mary were a real person, she would never have taken this shortcut to kill the enemy, given her slightly obsessive-compulsive tendencies. But the wonderful thing about Miss Mary is that her true form is just a human doll. She doesn't need to eat or excrete, and her whole body is soft and clean inside and out.

For Akira Higashino, flanking attacks were undoubtedly a completely new and wonderful experience. It was quite different from attacking the middle lane. It lacked the smoothness of attacking the middle baseline, but it was more intense and tense.

As the attacker, he gasped in shock at the novel experience, while Miss Mary, the defender, was in an even worse state. She had been closing her eyes to die, but suddenly her eyes widened, her pupils trembled, her small mouth opened wide, her neck tilted back, and a hoarse sound came out of her throat, but it was no longer coherent. Her two fair legs, which had been swaying with the impact, suddenly straightened, and her round, crystal-clear toes clenched tightly, making her look like a dehydrated fish, desperate and tragic.

"Bad guy."

Tears silently streamed down her dull eyes. Her dignity and pride as the eerie embodiment of her own urban legend were shattered in an instant. Miss Mary's eyes were empty as she muttered curses.

"If you disagree, Miss Mary will probably be treated as a useless toy by me from now on, something I only use when I need it and discard when I'm tired of it."

Abandon... Absolutely not!

Mary doesn't want to be abandoned!

Mary is not a useless doll!

Miss Mary was no longer able to speak; her little face was filled with despair, and she could only let out intermittent low sobs and instinctive moans of pleasure.

As she unleashed a final, pure white beam of light from the Holy Sword, she hugged the villain tightly, letting out a soft, self-destructive moan.

[Imperial Conferment Successfully]

[Name: Mary]

[Qualification: Light Gold]

[Clergy:]

[This imperial decree confers a title upon a subordinate deity, rewarding them with +5 to their attribute value and +5000 to their daily fortune.]

"Miss Mary is really a hypocrite."

Akira Higashino carried Miss Mary, whose body was soft and cuddly but whose joints had obvious characteristics of a doll's movable joints, into the bathroom.

Speaking of which, it seems he forgot someone?

In the two guest rooms, Yukino Yukinoshita and Shoko Toyokawa, who had somehow reverted to human form, finally breathed a long sigh of relief when the noise outside the door subsided.

Especially Toyokawa Shoko, she only now realized how much care she had received yesterday.

Yesterday, she could only stay awake for about half an hour before she was unable to get up again, while Miss Mary outside, as expected of her strangeness, managed to hold on for almost three hours.

As for Yukino Yukinoshita, her mind was filled with shame. If it weren't for the fact that she could only turn back into a human the next day by relying on that person, she would want to go back to the Yukinoshita family right now.

That person, he doesn't even spare those weird and urban legends!

She even doubted whether her older sister really had a chance to win.

What made the girl even more ashamed was that, despite her older sister giving her plenty of opportunities, that man never came to see her even once. She could accept Kawasaki Saki, who had been with him from the beginning, and she could also disregard her older sister and Toyokawa Shoko. But today's Miss Mary was clearly younger than her, and wasn't even human.

Yukino Yukinoshita, who has always had a clear understanding of herself and knows that she is very cute, felt insecure for the first time and felt that she had lost a little too thoroughly.

At night, Akira Higashino lay in bed, next to Miss Mary, who was in a state of withdrawal and still unwilling to admit that she had actually agreed to become the subordinate of this pervert.

A subordinate god with gold-level talent, aside from the purely comedic and abstract character Kanoko, is arguably his foremost general.

Mechanistically speaking, Miss Mary's abilities are indeed much stronger than those of the little foxes. Moreover, after completing the conferment, she also kidnapped the terrifying urban legend "Miss Mary's Call," which was the source of her birth. This is because the true spirit of the subordinate deity who has been conferred the conferment has been entrusted to the realm of faith. As long as the true spirit is immortal, it can be resurrected forever. And Miss Mary, who can be resurrected forever, will continue to reveal the main body of the urban legend that gave birth to her.

This means that there will never be a new Miss Mary again.

Miss Mary, who has her own origin, can be said to come with her own myth. She does not need to rely entirely on Akira Higashino to build shrines to collect and purify faith to nurture her. She can gain stability in her existence and even growth in power simply based on people's understanding of her origin story.

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P.S.: There's more tonight, I'm still writing. The next chapter was removed by the censors; they went home for the weekend and haven't come back to get it approved and re-uploaded. Guys, just join the group to read it. I've uploaded the chapter content to the group files: 1085672997

Chapter Ninety-Three: Turning the Enemy to a Surrender

She wasn't as stubborn as Miss Mary when she was the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

However, she was unable to obtain the imperial title.

I may say it, but I'm not convinced.

Because of this, Akira Higashino almost thought that the eerie things born from an urban legend were closer to monsters than evil spirits, and therefore might not be eligible for a royal decree.

It turns out that it is indeed possible.

Miss Mary was different. As a somewhat arrogant little devil, she was tough on the outside but fragile on the inside, and her psychological defenses were easily broken. Although she didn't say it, she had already silently agreed to accept the title.

He then invested the five newly acquired attribute points into his mental attribute, and Higashino Akira's mental attribute strength reached twenty points for the first time, achieving another breakthrough.

The psychic vision is clearer, and mental power is more controllable and observable. Although it cannot probe very far and the force is only enough to bend a spoon with a little skill, it can indeed genuinely and slightly interfere with reality around the body.

Higashino Akira could vaguely sense that if his mental attribute could eventually break through fifty, he would most likely gain a considerable amount of telekinetic ability.

Miss Mary.

I gently called out to the doll next to me, who had fallen into a state of withdrawal.

Receiving no reply, the newly awakened spiritual power transformed into invisible tentacles and gently touched Miss Mary's back. The sudden touch made her unable to hold back, instinctively letting out a shy moan.

Then, Miss Mary, regaining her senses, glared angrily at this bastard lolicon. He had already taken advantage of her, yet he didn't rest properly and still had to bully her. She gritted her teeth.

That's absolutely awful!

No wonder he bullied the Slit-Mouthed Woman so much before. I originally thought it was because the Slit-Mouthed Woman was too weak, but now I realize that it was clearly because this guy was too cruel!

"As a seasoned urban legend, you wouldn't want the fact that you were defeated by mere humans to be exposed. Once everyone knows that Miss Mary is a lovely and erotic girl, humans will no longer be afraid of you, refuse to provide you with power, and your own kind will laugh at you and regard you as a disgrace."

"You're already like this, what more do you want from me? You're bullying me too much..."

Miss Mary burst into tears again, tears welling up in her eyes.

Upon hearing this, Higashino Akira interrupted her fantasy, "Wake up, you're not even human."

"Uh...! I... this...!"

Miss Mary's carefully crafted emotions were abruptly interrupted; her mouth agape, she remained speechless for a long while.

Higashino gently stroked her face, his fingers lingering on her delicate lips, lightly caressing them. "If this situation doesn't only happen to you, then your other kind have no right to laugh at you, right?"

"Little Mary isn't a useless doll, is she?"

"Go and find more strange creatures with good abilities and personalities who are valuable enough to become your companions, especially that Slit-Mouthed Woman. As the culprit who caused you to fall into this state, bring her back as well."

“I…this…” Miss Mary hesitated. The special sensation of her mental energy stimulating the spiritual power made her, as a supernatural being, feel it especially clearly. She couldn’t help but let out another cute wail. In the end, she could only shout in a tearful voice, “Stop! I promise you!”

"I can't come any more, it'll break if I do!"

"How adorable!"

"Not cute at all!"

Her face was actually blushing with embarrassment.

Miss Mary may look like a little devil, but she's actually a very easy child to handle.

Higashino Akira smiled, but didn't press her for another round.

The next morning, Higashino Akira opened his eyes, got up, and washed up.

Miss Mary had already left early to take care of her business, afraid that if she woke up late she would run into this bad man and be severely humiliated for several hours early in the morning.

As a mature and ancient supernatural being, she is not a fool like the Slit-Mouthed Woman who lacks common sense; she knows about the physiological changes that young human males experience in the morning.

With all matters recently handled and arranged, Akira Higashino has found himself unusually free before the results are in.

I originally planned to meet up with Kawasaki Saki, whom I hadn't seen in a long time, to test the impact of anime on human cognition and to play a prank on Saki's lovely mother.

As a result, he received an urgent call from Guitar Hero and had to temporarily abandon the idea.

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Chiba Soutake.

After school in the afternoon, in the Service Club activity room.

Yui Yuigahama, with her pink hair tied in a unique bun, sat listlessly in a chair, wasting another day without any club requests.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, she sat up abruptly and looked at her two other club members in the room with a serious expression.

"Speaking of which, have you guys noticed that Hiratsuka-sensei has been unusually gentle these past few days, and she always has a smile on her face, no matter when or who sees her."

Upon hearing this, Hachiman Hikigaya raised his dead fish eyes and glanced at her, saying weakly, "It's nothing, is it?"

"That can't be right!" Yui Yuigahama widened her eyes and puffed out her cheeks. "Something really great must have happened. Hiratsuka-sensei wasn't like this before!"

"Perhaps she finally found a boyfriend and got rid of being single." Hachiman Hikigaya calmly guessed the most likely fact. "She hasn't said a single word of complaint about being popular or complaining about her blind date in the past two days, and I haven't seen her smoke either. She doesn't even smell of smoke anymore."

"No, no, no," Yui Yuigahama waved her hand dismissively. "The chances of this happening are even lower than the chances of Hiratsuka-sensei winning the lottery the other day. It's impossible."

As she spoke, she gave Hachiman a disdainful look, "Besides, Hiratsuka-sensei is a woman after all, and Hachiman keeps talking about the smell of women, ugh!"

You bitch, you were the one who started this whole thing!

The boy with dead fish eyes was internally ranting, but wisely refrained from wasting time arguing with her any further.

Yui Yuigahama only teased him to lighten the mood and didn't dwell on it. After chatting for a while, since this topic wasn't about Hiratsuka-sensei herself and she wasn't in the Service Club, it wasn't appropriate to ask directly. In the end, she skipped the topic and turned to look at the girl beside her who had been quietly reading and hadn't said much.

"It seems like Xiaoxue and Saki-chan have suddenly become quite close lately. In the past, you two would ignore each other, but now you greet each other when you meet. That's so nice."

Upon hearing this, Yukino Yukinoshita, who had been silently reading, stiffened for a moment. Then, without raising her head, she continued reading calmly and said indifferently, "We have some interaction and know each other. If we don't even greet each other when we meet, it would be too impolite."

"Nani, nani, I really want to know..."

Yuihama's eyes lit up immediately. She sat down and hugged Yukinoshita's arm, holding her to her chest like a clingy, enthusiastic puppy.

The sudden, elastic, squeezing sensation caused Yukino Yukinoshita's pupils to dilate slightly, giving her the feeling of having someone press their face against hers like fermented bean curd!

More importantly, she knew that Yuihama didn't mean it that way.

But I inexplicably felt like I was being personally attacked!

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