Crossover Anime: How Did I Become Iruma-kun?

These guys are really playful.

Iruma gave a bitter smile to himself, then mentally reviewed the required materials.

It doesn't matter if you don't see it, you will be shocked when you see it.

Almost all the materials are from Sumeru, with only a small portion being local materials.

Is it Sumeru?

This is a good opportunity to take these guys to Mount Sumeru in person.

Under the expectant gazes of the problem children, Iruma finally nodded: "Okay, I understand, but you'd better behave yourselves."

"Big brother is the best!"

"This is perfect for adding some temporary training courses for you guys~" He said, revealing an extremely kind smile.

"Haha, woohoo!"

The crowd, who were just about to celebrate the anniversary, froze on the spot, their smiles looking more like cries.

"Pfft!" Clara spat out her mouthful of snacks, covering Littleso and the others' faces.

But they didn't have time to care about that; something even more terrifying was about to happen.

Dark Emperor's Special Training!!!

It's true what they say, too much joy can turn to sorrow.

Why are you so rude? You're just asking for trouble!

They were filled with sorrow and wished they could travel back in time and slap their past selves.

When they saw the smile on their elder brother's face, their hearts sank, as if half of their lives had been drained away.

Iruma, however, seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself.

He had already drafted a training manual for these guys in his mind, and he was determined to show them what true cruelty was.

Chapter 373 Don't Slap Me in the Face!!

Afternoon – in Balam’s room.

Iruma sat opposite Balam and handed him the bottle containing the cyclical pills.

“No wonder.” Balam nodded repeatedly after hearing his analysis and explanation.

"I had always wanted to try to analyze it clearly before, but something was always missing. Now that you've explained it to me, I understand."

He began to look at the boy in front of him with new respect.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe Iruma as omniscient and omnipotent; it seems there's nothing in the world that can stump this human being.

Iruma took out paper and pen to write, and said, "This is also why I came to find you, Mr. Balam."

"Based on the medicinal formulas you just mentioned, I think that adding these and removing others will perfectly neutralize them, allowing the demon to be strengthened without any burden while maintaining its rationality."

Upon hearing this, Balam's eyes widened, and he wondered if he was hallucinating.

He immediately took the recipe written by the other party.

After looking at them for a while, he frowned and asked, "So, what are all these things?"

"How come I've never heard of any of them?"

Upon hearing this, Iruma smiled and shook his head: "It's normal that I haven't heard of it, Balam-sensei."

"why?"

"Because these materials are unique to Sumeru, no other force could possibly know about them."

Seeing the look of complete belief on Balam's face, he was somewhat impressed with himself.

His ability to fabricate lies is now so refined that he can do it effortlessly, without any difficulty whatsoever.

After thinking for a moment, Balam asked, "But..."

"Sumeru is the territory of the Demon God Little Lucky Grass King. Can we really go there to collect such a large amount of supplies?"

Especially after Iruma explained that these things were unique to Sumeru, the preciousness of these items became even more apparent.

The existence of such a magical material is something that can't be found anywhere else; just thinking about it is enough to drive anyone crazy.

He and Suki had only gone there through Iruma's introduction; otherwise, they would have had no way to enter the border.

Those strange little creatures called Lanalo are comparable to demon gods; any entity that tries to intrude will be instantly turned into mincemeat.

This made them very cautious during their trip, and they left in a hurry after less than two days.

Iruma shook his head with a smile to himself.

If Balam knew that the so-called Little Lucky Grass King Nasita was merely a creation of his whim, what a look of astonishment and reaction he would have.

After all, my existence is extremely abnormal.

Iruma took a sip of the green tea on the table and continued, "Don't worry, Mr. Balam, I have a very good relationship with the Little Lucky Grass King."

"Once we tell her what we're going to do with it, she'll probably agree."

"Then we can live in Sumeru for a period of time, and we will have more time and energy to create new pills."

"The Little Lucky Grass King might join us in the research then, which would make things easier."

Balam was relieved and filled with anticipation.

After a moment's thought, Iruma spoke again: "But this time, quite a few people will come to help."

"Quite a few people?" Balam asked, somewhat puzzled.

"That's right, it will definitely come in handy when the time comes."

The following morning – Babirus.

The troubled children gathered at the school gate with long faces.

Iruma, Balam, and Suki are testing the flying school bus.

Compared to the three who were full of energy, all the problem children except Clara and Asmodeus looked haggard.

Clara dressed herself up like Voldemort, adorned with all sorts of strange plant accessories.

She looked at the listless crowd, tilted her head, and asked, "What's wrong with everyone?"

"What's wrong?" Leeteuk asked, his eyes dark and his face showing utter despair.

"I'm about to get some hellish training from my older brother!!" He grabbed his hair, furious and impotent.

"Which bastard came up with this idea first?!"

Everyone turned their attention to him, as if they had found the source of the problem.

Leeteuk turned around and looked at them somewhat guiltily.

"Um, do you want me to make excuses? Let me explain!"

Seeing that the group wasn't buying it, Leeteuk took off running.

"You dare to run?! Take this kick first!" Soi initiated the attack, unleashing a Dragon Tail Sweep at him.

"Pfft!" Leeteuk fell heavily to the ground, landing face-first in the dirt.

Jaz and Goemon followed closely behind Anloser and the others.

You think you can just run away after offending us!

"Hit me!"

"I'll show you what cruelty really is!"

"Cut off your descendants!"

Leeteuk, who was being berserk, covered his face and begged for mercy: "Don't hit my face! Don't hit my handsome face!"

"Not there!"

"Ameta!!!"

A moment later, Iruma got off the school bus and saw that Ritsu had been beaten into a pulp and was lying on the ground half-dead.

"Holy crap! Is this an enemy attack?!"

He rushed over, picked up Leeteuk, and shook him frantically, shouting, "Ateuk, you won't die, Ateuk!"

"Snapped!"

After saying that, Iruma gave Ritsu a hard slap, waking him up.

"Waaaaah, Chu Sheng!"

At this moment, Ritsu was covered in tears, inwardly cursing, "Damn you, Sage!"

Upon seeing that the other person had woken up, Iruma then treated him and brought him back to health.

Iruma, though struggling to suppress his laughter, maintained a serious expression on his face.