In a crossover anime, the only way to become stronger is by marrying a wife.

Tsukikawa Shuu: "I welcome you to our big family, but as you can see, there are a lot of people here, and they all have different personalities. If you really join us, I hope you can get along well with them."

Tsukikawa Shuu: "That's all the requirements. All the other requirements are written in the contract. You can take a look at it carefully before making a decision."

Subsequently, Tsukikawa Shuu sent a copy of the contract to Yukinoshita Haruno's system inventory.

The specific details are all written in the contract, and Tsukikawa Shu doesn't need to explain them in much detail. After reading it, whether you want to continue staying by my side or not, Tsukikawa Shu won't force you.

However, Tsukikawa Shu still emphasized it.

Tsukikawa Shuu: "If you are willing to ask me for help, it means you agree to sign the contract, and I will definitely lend a helping hand."

Tsukikawa Shuu: "I will protect every one of my family members."

Yukino Yukinoshita looked up, glanced around to make sure no one was watching or spying on her, and then opened the contract to examine it carefully.

After reading it once, she blinked, read it again, and then finally believed it.

This is a very fair and just contract, a powerful constraint that binds the husband and wife together through thick and thin, and completely ties their fates together.

"Is this...is this really the kind of treatment one can expect in Japan?" She was still somewhat incredulous.

Women's status in Japan is still relatively low. Although many women now work and compete with men in the workplace, there are still quite a few full-time housewives, and women's status in marriage remains low.

However, Tsukikawa Shu's contract was quite fair.

"What... what more can I ask for?"

Yukishiro felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders.

At first, I thought the contract was some kind of slave contract, or some kind of bizarre master-servant contract.

I never expected it to be such a group. No wonder Hiratsuka Shizuka was willing to follow Tsukikawa Shu.

"Okay, if I ask you for help, then I'm one of yours."

Yukinoshita typed very carefully, pausing each word slowly and deliberately, appearing very focused:

"At that time, I will sign a contract with you and become your family, just like Xiaojing."

"It's a word."

Tsukikawa Shuu smiled when he saw the message from Yukinoshita Haruno and replied.

"Ok!"

Yukinoshita replied quickly, along with a smiley face emoticon.

"nailed it?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at Tsukikawa Shuu and smiled, tilting her head as she asked.

"It's definitely sorted out." Tsukikawa Shu smiled and closed the chat window.

"There's something that might be quite interesting," Tsukikawa Shuu said with a smile. "It's about Yukino Yukinoshita."

"What is it?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked, puzzled.

"Look, aren't all the people around Yukino Yukinoshita now mine?" Tsukikawa Shuu laughed.

"If Yukino Yukinoshita finds out about this, her expression will probably be quite interesting."

"I originally called it: Yukino's Love Circle!"

Chapter 224

After Tsukikawa Shuu said that, Hiratsuka Shizuka thought about it and realized that it really was true.

The Service Club only has a few people: Shizuka Hiratsuka, Yukino Yukinoshita, Yui Yuigahama, and the newly joined Shu Tsukikawa.

Now, both Hiratsuka Shizuka and Yuigahama Yui from the Service Club have signed contracts with Tsukikawa Shu, and even her older sister Yukinoshita Haruno is about to become Tsukikawa Shu's person.

Without realizing it, it seems that Yukino Yukinoshita has become isolated.

"Sigh, in the end it still turned out like this."

Hiratsuka Shizuya shrugged helplessly.

Yukino's teacher, her friends in the Service Club, and her older sister are all going to become Tsukikawa Shuu's people. When the group goes out together, it will probably be Yukino alone in her room when it comes time to do serious business at night.

She might still be in the dark, thinking that everyone stays in their own room when they go out to play.

Little did they know that the large room next door had already begun its daily activities.

“It’s clearly a marriage circle around Yukino,” Hiratsuka Shizuka said.

“That’s not wrong,” Tsukikawa Hiiragi said with a smile.

At the front of the column, the battle was gradually coming to an end.

These skeleton soldiers are considered the vanguard. Although there are many of them, their levels are not high. Even the novice players accompanying them can easily defeat these skeleton soldiers one-on-one.

"Chaotic Slash!"

Lowell brandished his greatsword, charging into the pile of skeletons like a Rasengan, cleaving skeletons in half wherever he went.

"roar!""

The elite Skeleton Vanguard monster, wearing a tattered helmet, swung its greatsword down at Lowell.

With lightning speed, Lowell raised his greatsword to block the attack, then sent the elite skeleton monster flying. The force of the blow sent the monster staggering backward.

But it quickly regained its footing and gave Lowell, who knew how to attack, a counterattack.

Then, Lowell roared again and slashed at the elite skeleton monster with his sword, sending it flying and crashing into the wall.

Finally, Lowell, wielding his greatsword, slammed it down, and after several heavy blows, finally finished him off.

A cheer erupted from the crowd.

"As expected of Lord Lowell."

"Yes, it has to be Lord Lowell. He can face the skeleton boss so naturally and gracefully."

"Did you see Lord Lowell's ultimate move? No boss can withstand that."

……

Everyone showered Lowell with praise.

Lowell himself, constantly subjected to these exaggerated pronouncements, gradually became complacent.

While some of these praises are inaccurate. For example, Lowell only defeated a single elite skeleton soldier, far from being a boss.

But this did not stop Lowell from continuing to show off and enjoy the vanity of being praised by everyone.

There is indeed a mistake, but is it serious? If it doesn't affect my ability to remain high and mighty, then of course it doesn't!

After repelling the horde of skeletons, the team continued their advance.

However, some people need to take a break.

Those who suffered minor and acceptable losses continued onward, only this time without the powerful Lord Lowell to clear the way.

Therefore, not many people actually set off on their own initiative. Most chose to follow Lowell around like glue. When Lowell chose to rest, they stayed and sat down with him, a very safe approach.

Lowell was still wearing a full set of black heavy armor. He looked around before choosing a corner to sit down.

His back ached, his bones were completely overloaded, and after this battle, he felt like he was about to fall apart.

"Damn it! If this continues, I won't just suffer external injuries, I'll start to suffer internal ones," he thought to himself.

As he calculated, he looked around to make sure everyone around him was still eating their dry rations, so no one paid him any attention; they were all focused on eating.

He only took off his helmet after making sure no one else was paying attention to him.

He wasn't actually that strong; in fact, he was rather thin. It was only because he was wearing such heavy armor that he looked like a big man.

However, in reality, it is all bark and no bite; its body, which has little muscle, has to expend a lot of energy to move this heavy armor.

His somewhat thin face was covered in sweat, and his yellow hair was also soaked with sweat, hanging listlessly on his forehead.

Lowell certainly has some regrets, but there are also many benefits.

For example, this time, although wearing this heavy armor caused him a lot of suffering, he also received a lot of praise, didn't he?

In any case, this little bit of suffering was worth it.

This time, however, things went a bit too far.

He took off his arm brace, looked at his swollen arm, and felt even more regretful.

I shouldn't have been misled by so many people and had to keep fighting while wearing such heavy armor.

The battle lasted at least thirty minutes, although Lowell secretly took a break in the middle, standing to the side with his sword, looking down on the battle like a master.

This was actually his way of shirking his responsibilities. He was too tired to walk, so he pretended to be a master and let the others continue fighting while he watched from the sidelines.

But in any case, when the elite monster finally appeared, it was still him who had to give a praise.

This performance nearly killed him with the heavy armor, but he endured the pain and used various flashy moves to defeat the elite monster.

If he had worn a light armor, his strength wouldn't be so weak; he was having such a hard time even fighting an elite monster. The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became.

But now that things have come to this, he has already established a heroic image in everyone's mind as someone who wields a greatsword and charges into battle in heavy armor. He can't afford to break the image he has worked so hard to create.

So he could only endure it until now, when he could finally take off his armor in a secluded place and recover temporarily.