I Am an Emperor in a World of Mixed Anime

Before Kongming could express his gratitude, Higashino Akira continued, "By the way, if anyone invites you to visit any haunted houses or play psychic games, don't participate. Ghosts and spirits do exist in this world, so keep your distance."

"I will respectfully follow my lord's instructions."

Teacher Xiao Liang is a social person, speaks pleasantly, and never acts arrogantly because of his past experiences or status.

The two exchanged a few words briefly before ending the call.

Afterwards, Higashino Akira went through the procedures at the school and dealt with the professor's random inquiries. He frankly explained that he did not intend to take the regular internship and planned to start his own business to put his ideas into practice. The professor did not give encouragement, but at least he did not advise Higashino Akira to give up the idea. He just told Higashino Akira that if he could not make it, he should remember to come back to study for a master's degree with him as soon as possible.

The mentor is quite old and highly experienced in academia, with many successful students. He is about to retire in a few years and probably doesn't want to see his last graduating class, which already has very few students, do poorly after graduation, which would be a regret for him in the field of education.

Most of the classmates who were in the same class as Akira Higashino either had connections at home and could seamlessly transition to their long-prepared jobs after graduation, or their families were quite wealthy and could start looking for marriage partners after graduation. A small number of them studied seriously and planned to make a living from their majors, but in the end, they either ended up in academia as slaves or passed the civil service exam and became slackers.

Higashino Akira, though unworthy, once considered being a slacker, wasting taxpayers' money, and becoming a diligent pay thief.

The question is from someone who studied social welfare.

As for other career paths, that's not something a good mentor should consider. Someone has studied diligently for so many years and chosen this major, just to meet the minimum expectations of the mentor's students in terms of career prospects!

How can the actions of a scholar be considered as sponging off his parents?

laugh.

However, things are different now. The past has become a series of hardships, and no one can predict what changes will happen in the future. I can only hope that if I cause trouble in the future and mention my mentor's name, my mentor can still help me out.

Hippie smiles (seriously)!

After saying goodbye to his mentor, Higashino Akira strolled over to the calligraphy club. It was another graduation year, and there were far fewer familiar faces in the club, along with a few new ones.

There was only one familiar face; she was there when Higashino Akira first enrolled, and she was still there now that Higashino Akira is about to graduate next year.

"You've arrived."

"Yes, I'm here."

"You've come at the right time! There's a welcome party for new students in the club today. Count me in, and don't leave after school!"

This university holdout is the club president, who aspires to become a wealthy woman in Tokyo. She is adept at embezzling club funds for personal use and using public money to build her own connections, which makes her quite popular.

Unfortunately, her major is more academic, and she's almost thirty and currently pursuing a doctorate. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, she probably won't become a rich woman in this lifetime.

The other party waved, moved aside the table and chairs, and gestured to hand over the ink brush in his hand, even giving him a new sheet of paper.

Higashino Akira readily accepted the instruction, dipped the brush into the inkstone, and re-inked the ink to correct the form.

"How to say?"

"While you're still alive, write as much as you can. This is the first time I've seen someone whose writing doesn't improve but still becomes more valuable. I'll keep a copy for myself."

"So that 50,000 from yesterday..."

"She's a junior!" The club president nodded emphatically, a maternal smile playing on her lips. "She placed an order, saying she wants a formal manuscript, the kind with an official seal."

"why?"

"Who knows, she's taken a liking to you. After all, she's a young girl, and she's happy to have someone like you."

"Nonsense, even young ladies wouldn't be interested in someone like me."

Higashino Akira wielded his brush swiftly, praising the two calligraphy samples he had completed.

Beside him, the older sister, upon hearing his arrogant remark, glanced at him sideways, then covered her mouth with a demure, giggling softly.

"I like big ones, you're too small."

Higashino Akira slammed his seal on the paper as he signed his name, feeling insulted. "How dare you speak without any experience?"

I mean age.

Putting away the stamp, Higashino Akira glanced at her sideways. "I was talking about age too."

You want to compare ages with me, a transmigrator who has been reborn?

Inside the calligraphy club, the veteran members were already used to the situation and the president's witty remarks, while the new members were dumbfounded, wondering if they had come to the wrong place. They almost wanted to run away, but were afraid of offending their seniors as soon as they enrolled.

Two calligraphy copybooks were placed on the desk, one of which already bore a personal seal.

The older sister club president narrowed her eyes: "Slut?"

"It is openness and honesty."

"So this is for everyone?"

"Intentionally read backwards?"

Akira Higashino's expression remained calm and composed.

Don't make your older sister laugh. The president handed over the calligraphy copybook that Higashino Akira had written when she first arrived. "Here, a return gift."

Higashino Akira spread it out and his brow twitched.

The inscription read "Guests feel at home," but Higashino Akira insisted that it looked more like "Women's treasure" no matter how he looked at it.

Was this something you expected?

The president smiled shyly and gently as they met each other's eyes.

young!

A smile doesn't mean you're sorry; it means you still need to practice, little brother.

Who is the president of the company?

Amakusa Shino is an old maid who keeps spouting dirty jokes and has been single for so long that no one wants her.

This person really knows, having seen quite a few anime clips, and is also quite talkative. However, Akira Higashino has seen many unique and beautiful anime girls.

But to this extent, someone who is more erotic on the surface than a boy in private is extremely rare.

She really doesn't have any concern about her image as a beautiful woman!

[Affected by negative energy, luck -1000]

[Emperor: Akira Higashino]

[Fortune: Red (9100)]

Before we knew it, an afternoon had passed, and the new members who joined the club this year were gradually leaving school.

At night, in a private room of a barbecue restaurant, there were fewer than twenty people, including a few junior and senior students who were able to attend. The scene was lively, fueled by alcohol and dirty jokes.

Higashino Akira watched the younger students, some laughing heartily and others shyly, content to remain a background figure without participating, his expression vaguely reminiscing.

Every now and then, I would pick up a couple of perfectly cooked pieces of roasted meat, let them cool slightly, and then put them in a disposable cup on the table next to me to feed Hakimi.

"What an adorable kitten!"

Chapter Thirteen: The Weak Xiao Xiang is Dead

Toyokawa Shoko glanced up at the other person, wagged her tail casually, and then lowered her head back to eating, seemingly uninterested and not wanting to pay any attention to her.

Since turning into a cat, she has been going hungry nine times out of three days.

She finally found a pet owner, but most of the time she has to eat dry cat food. Although it's normal for cats to eat cat food, she's a human!

If she had a choice, Toyokawa Shoko would like to eat human food properly!

"Senior, does it have a name?"

Looking at the orange-haired, pure-looking college girl who had deliberately left the crowd to come to his side, Akira Higashino realized that this was the one who had "something to do".

"A name?" Higashino Akira thought for a moment, "Nyano!"

"Hey, the name is cute too!"

"right."

Higashino Akira smiled gently, "I actually thought of a surname for her, but unfortunately Haruno didn't agree to have an extra sister."

"Who is Yang?"

"My high school classmate."

"..."

During the conversation, Toyokawa Shoko, looking utterly hopeless, raised her hand to cover her ears, expressing her final silent protest against the name.

Seeing that the conversation was dying down, the girl looked around and her eyes lit up when she saw this scene. She quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, it doesn't seem to like this name very much?"

"It's not 'it,' it's 'she'!" Higashino Akira corrected. "As for whether she likes it or not, that's not up to her."

He just loves to bully her while she can't speak. This little thing has a mysterious origin and form of existence, and even the system can't read her real name. If he doesn't bully her now when she has no ability to fight back, what if she really turns into a living person one day? Wouldn't he miss his chance?

Toyokawa Shoko rolled her eyes and turned her head so that her backside was facing this bad guy.

Once again, the conversation ran out of steam, and the other person took the initiative to praise Higashino Akira's calligraphy, saying that it had a special charm that her sister particularly liked, and that she wanted to exchange contact information to communicate and learn from him in the future.

Akira Higashino readily agreed.

As night deepened, the social gathering moved to a karaoke bar. Higashino Akira didn't continue participating and left alone with his cat in his pocket.

As he walked to a secluded spot, a series of flapping sounds of wings filled the air, and a flock of ravens landed one after another on the open ground in front of Higashino Akira.

"Your Majesty, your humble servant surrenders and is willing to follow you!" said the lead raven.

Higashino Akira glanced at the time; it was almost midnight, and today's attack had been repelled.

Without hesitation, the kitten poked its head out of the pocket for a stroll, then stuffed it back into the pocket to hide its surprise at what it was seeing. It then selected nine ravens as its target.

"I hereby appoint you as sixth-rank Imperial Guards, to serve as my eyes and ears, and to monitor all directions."

[Qi consumption 9000]

[Emperor: Akira Higashino]

[Fortune: Red (100)]

With the imperial decree completed and blessed by good fortune, the eyes of the nine chosen ravens became even more vivid, and a clearer sense of wisdom arose spontaneously.

"Gah... Long live the King!"

The ravens cawed happily in thanks.

[As the emperor, please assemble a guard of at least ten men within three days to protect you. Reward: +1000 daily luck, 100 elite Imperial Guards (completed)]

Summon now!