Crossover Anime: How Did I Become Iruma-kun?

"I'm sorry." Kanroji Mitsuri scratched her head somewhat embarrassedly.

Kujo smiled gently: "No need to apologize. I also like children who can eat a lot, and Seimei has always been a big eater since he was a child."

"At the age of three, he could finish the meals of more than twenty people. You could say he was a bottomless pit."

"Huh?!" Kanroji Mitsuri's eyes widened as she heard about Iruma's situation for the first time.

Was Seimei different when he was a child?

“Of course.” Kujo recalled the past: “When she was first born, she was normal, but after she learned to walk, she became a little different.”

"He was just over three years old, but when he ran, even adults couldn't catch him. He even lifted a statue weighing a ton with both hands. It really scared me at the time."

"One ton?!"

Everyone nearly coughed up their food.

Wouldn't that mean someone was born with superhuman strength, able to lift a thousand kilograms at the age of three? And what about now?

Looking back now, Kanroji Mitsuri realizes that lifting a car with one hand was nothing special.

After all, the other person could lift a 1,000-kilogram statue when they were young, something she couldn't do.

"Therefore, this child is very unruly. He will run away from home whenever he has the chance, and it often takes a lot of time to find him."

"And this time, they've been gone for so long!"

At this point, Kujo glared at Iruma, seemingly already having figured out how to tear him to pieces.

Iruma retorted decisively, "I don't want to stay in the capital. It's so boring here, and I have to talk to those boring guys."

"This is your duty as the young master of the Minamoto clan. Now that you're back, don't even think about going anywhere else. Just obediently inherit the family business."

"No."

"What did you say?" Nine dark shadows fell, and the temperature in the room plummeted.

While eating, Iruma replied, "At least not now. I haven't finished what I wanted to do yet."

"What you want to do? You mean the Ubuyashiki family, right?"

"Hey, that's right."

“Those family matters are for them to resolve themselves. As for our family matters, you haven’t resolved them yet.”

"Why are you in such a hurry? At least for now, there's no need to worry."

Nine gripped their chopsticks tightly: "How dare you disobey my orders!"

"My child must stay by my side and obey my commands."

The servants around her were terrified and dared not even breathe, for fear of angering her.

Iruma was somewhat speechless: "But at least let me finish what I need to do first."

"how long?"

"One year."

After a moment's thought, Kujo raised his eyes and said, "Okay."

Instead of letting your son run around, it's better to make a deal with him so that Iruma won't be able to run away when the time comes.

"Lord Kujo." A maid walked up to her.

After listening to the maid's words, Kujo slowly stood up: "Then please enjoy your meal, everyone. I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now."

Chapter 484 The Wedding Ceremony Attracts a Huge Influx of Officials

The capital city is brightly lit at night, unlike the countryside where lights go out early; this is precisely where life begins.

Iruma accompanied the Kanroji family on a tour of the capital, where they were captivated by all sorts of unfamiliar sights.

The only thing that could attract Kanroji Mitsuri was food.

"My mother, Seimei, really gave me a fright."

Iruma smiled and continued walking with Kanroji Mitsuri in his hand: "That's just how she is, but don't worry, at least she won't be particularly serious with people other than me."

"Hehe, Seimei looked really cute just now~"

"is it?"

Iruma was amused and gently patted his head; the two looked exceptionally sweet together.

After everyone returned to the mansion, Iruma went to the clan shrine alone.

The ancestral hall was filled with a strong fragrance, and a katana was placed in the very center.

Iruma stepped forward and took it down: "The setting sun is like fire."

The Zankatana was drawn from its sheath; its blade was entirely black, like charcoal, with sparks flashing through countless cracks.

The moment the katana was drawn, the entire ancestral hall resonated, and countless memorial tablets trembled.

Iruma gently waved the remaining flame in his hand, and terrifying flames erupted, as if to burn everything in the world to ashes.

"not bad."

Iruma sheathed his sword and put it back in its original position.

Using this to fight Muzan is somewhat like using a nuclear bomb to kill a mosquito.

When he returned to the courtyard, he saw Kanroji Mitsuri sitting alone under the cherry blossom tree, quietly watching the moon outside.

"What's wrong? Are you having trouble sleeping?"

Iruma walked to her side, a box of sakura mochi appearing in his hand without her noticing.

"Wow!" Kanroji Mitsuri's eyes lit up when she saw the sakura mochi, and her serious little face was full of smiles.

Iruma sat quietly beside her, watching her eat.

Halfway through the meal, Kanroji Mitsuri suddenly looked up: "Seimei."

"Ok?"

"Can I really marry into this family?"

Kanroji Mitsuri's eyes were full of worry, feeling that given the other party's noble status, he shouldn't be marrying her.

After all, the other party could be considered a member of the royal family, while he was just a child from an ordinary family.

In an era that places great importance on social status, is there really no problem with this kind of marriage?

Iruma gently rubbed her head, his smile tender: "How could that be? I love Mitsuri the most."

"Eh?" Kanroji Mitsuri's face turned bright red.

"What the heck? Saying something like that at a time like this?"

Kanroji Mitsuri shyly covered her face, chuckling foolishly.

"Because Mitsuri is a very good girl, wouldn't it be such a pity to miss out on her like this?"

"Hehehe." Kanroji Mitsuri leaned against him and asked softly, "Really?"

"Of course, whether it's eating, chatting or everyday life, Mitsuri is very lively and cheerful, just like a cherry blossom."

Love is sometimes so irrational. Only now did Kanroji Mitsuri realize how rare it is to fall in love at first sight and to be compatible with someone.

The originally cold wind, carrying a sense of loneliness, felt much warmer.

She squinted her eyes happily and offered the cherry blossom mochi in her hand to the other person's mouth.

"Qinghe, you should try some too."

Iruma had no choice but to eat it, though he didn't really like the sweetness of the sakura mochi.

It's like eating tricolor dumplings—sticky and cloyingly sweet.

"Is it tasty?"

"Very tasty."

Iruma hugged her and gave her a gentle kiss.

? !

Kanroji Mitsuri's eyes widened, first in shock, then in delight.

Fireworks in the capital city lit up the night sky at that moment, and the two...

"That's so unfair!"

Looking at Kanroji Mitsuri's rosy cheeks, Iruma found her exceptionally adorable.

"Hoo~?"

Nezuko appeared beside the two of them at some point, tilting her little head to look at them.

Nezuko?