Anime Crossover Chat: Daddy was called to the police by Yukino!

But why?

Why would the power of the ritual snake appear in such a seemingly ordinary boy?

Countless questions arose in Alastair's mind.

But in this stillness of time and under the boy's cold gaze, everything seemed so pale and powerless.

……

The next morning.

The first rays of sunlight had not yet fully penetrated Hawaii's dense tropical vegetation, only spreading a pale gold hue across the horizon.

Weiming had already woken up.

The afterglow of last night's madness is still lingering.

At this moment, Yukino was curled up on the inside of the bed.

Her long, dark hair was scattered on the pillow, and her usually taut jawline softened in her sleep.

Yang Nai casually draped a thin blanket over himself, a lingering lazy smile on his lips.

Even the usually dignified Fukatsuki let down her guard and breathed lightly.

Wei Ming curled the corners of his lips, his fingertips tracing the air, and an invisible barrier quietly covered the outside of the door, isolating it from any possible disturbance.

He then tiptoed out of the room, intending to take a soak in the outdoor bath.

……

The inn's bathhouse is open-air and constructed from natural rocks.

Warm spring water gushes out, and the rising white mist intertwines with the surrounding banana leaves and palm trees to create a hazy, dreamlike scene.

Weiming leaned against the edge of the pool, shirtless.

His bronze skin glowed with a healthy sheen in the steam, and a few strands of damp hair fell across his forehead, making his ever-smiling eyes appear even more profound.

He closed his eyes slightly.

Let the warm spring water envelop your body.

Feel the unique Hawaiian air, a blend of seawater and plant fragrances.

This kind of almost "ordinary" relaxation is a rare luxury for him.

Just as his fingertips brushed across the water, creating ripples, the bamboo curtain at the entrance of the bath was suddenly lifted.

In the damp mist, a slender figure walked in, accompanied by a light, cheerful humming.

It was a cheerful and energetic ballad.

The girl's voice was clear and bright, standing out exceptionally well in the quiet morning mist.

She seemed completely absorbed in her own world.

As it walked, it gently swayed its head, and as its toes tentatively stepped into the spring water, it let out a satisfied sigh.

Wei Ming raised an eyebrow but did not speak immediately.

He could sense the other person's presence.

is her…

Until the girl hummed a song and walked to the center of the bath, her snow-white arms splashing water.

He then slowly spoke: "Shimamura Uzuki?"

Her voice was warm and moist, yet also had a hint of playfulness.

His singing suddenly stopped, like a snapped string.

In the mist.

The figure froze abruptly, as if struck by a spell.

After a few seconds of deathly silence, a sharp scream almost pierced the morning mist.

"ah--!"

His voice was filled with shock and panic.

"Pfft!"

The sound of water splashing everywhere indicated that the girl was so frightened that she almost slipped and fell.

Wei Ming remained leaning against the pool, not even lifting his eyelids, and simply said, "If you want to attract everyone in the inn, you can keep shouting."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable power.

The scream was abruptly silenced, stuck in the throat.

After a short silence.

A voice, trembling with intense shyness, came from the mist, haltingly asking, "Boss Wei-Ming?"

Wei Ming slowly opened his eyes and looked through the misty water vapor.

A young girl was seen huddled in a corner of the bathtub, with only her head above the water.

Her cheeks were as red as boiled shrimp.

Her wet blonde hair clung to her cheeks and neck.

Water droplets slid down the beautifully shaped chin and disappeared underwater.

At this moment, Shimamura Uzuki's usually bright eyes were wide open, filled with helplessness and shyness.

He held his hands tightly to his chest, his body trembling slightly with tension.

"It's me. As for why I'm here..."

Wei Ming curled his lips into a smile that seemed to hold amusement.

"It depends on whether you know whether this is a men's or women's bathhouse."

Upon hearing this, Shimamura Uzuki became even more embarrassed, her head almost submerged in the water.

She couldn't sleep last night because she was thinking about Shibuya Rin and the others, and she didn't fall asleep until very late.

I was awakened by the morning light this morning.

In a daze, I thought about finding a place to wash up my tired body.

Seeing the steaming bath, they assumed it was a women's bath, and since there was no one else there besides them, they entered without paying attention to the signs.

Caught red-handed, she felt her mind go blank, and she almost forgot how she even walked in.

……

PS: The picture is of Chieri Ogata!

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Chapter 987 My heart is pounding, I feel guilty! (Seeking monthly votes, reviews, flowers, and favorites!)

"me…"

Shimamura Uzuki stammered, "I didn't mean to! I'll leave right now!"

As she spoke, she tried to stand up and leave the bath.

"and many more."

Wei Ming raised his hand to stop her.

"What if you go out now and run into other early risers?"

He pointed to the winding path outside the bath.

"If Weiyang and the others see you coming out of the men's bath, how do you plan to explain it?"

Maoyue froze instantly, her little face scrunched up.

She thought of Rin, Miyo, and Milia.

If they find out that I came out of the men's bathhouse early in the morning, the consequences will be unimaginable!

The shame and fear intertwined, almost making her scream again.

She could only bite her lip hard to suppress her embarrassment, her eyes even turning slightly red.

"Don't worry."

Weiming softened his voice, no longer trying to provoke the overflowing shame in Xiu until he was satisfied.

"The bath was big enough and the steam was thick, so I didn't look at you on my own initiative."

"If you don't mind, wait until I'm done soaking, and I'll keep an eye out for you outside before you quietly leave."

His tone was calm and composed, as if he were simply discussing the weather.

"187 won't take long anyway."