Memorable scenes from various anime and manga crossovers: Starting with Emiya the Great Hero

The air seemed to freeze for a moment. He was silent for a while, then casually wiped away the blood from his nose and calmly explained, "It's from the sun; I've got a bit of heatstroke."

Boom——

No sooner had he finished speaking than a deafening clap of thunder suddenly came from outside the window, and the once clear sky was instantly shrouded by a blanket of dark clouds.

Yuji turned to look out the window at the lightning and thunder, and after a moment of silence, murmured, "The sun..."

Hideyoshi's gaze darted back and forth between the sullen, lecherous man and the thunderstorm outside the window, his tone complex: "From the sun...?"

The weather is said to be a sign that Gatanothor, the ruler of darkness, has suddenly revived in this world, and they all believe it.

“That’s right.” The lecherous man wiped the blood from his nose again without changing his expression and insisted, “It’s from the sun.”

Boom——

As another exceptionally bright bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, briefly illuminating the expressions on everyone's faces in the room, the scene became quite awkward.

Faced with Shiori's rather "excessive" suggestion, Nanaka and the others remained unusually calm: "Oh, that's fine too."

【That's good too—?! ...

Xiao Shiori's smile froze instantly, and the light in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by utter astonishment and confusion.

[They actually agreed? This reaction was completely unexpected!]

Shouldn't they be frowning to show their opposition?

Shouldn't you be making a face like, "What the hell are you saying?"

[Shouldn't most people feel disgusted upon hearing this kind of advice?]

"At least... at least one person would find it offensive..." Xiao Shi, whose worldview was completely shattered, desperately needed a voice from someone on the same side to stabilize her crumbling beliefs.

His gaze swept quickly across the table, only to find everyone's expression unchanged, showing no reaction whatsoever; even his uncle seemed completely unconcerned.

Just when Shiori was about to despair, she finally caught sight of a different figure—Iori, who was sulking with a look of disgust that seemed to be overflowing from her eyes.

[Xiao Shiori clutched her head in despair... Your disgust was completely meaningless!!]

"Hahaha... I can't take it anymore... I'm dying of laughter... The one thing that shouldn't be normal is actually showing a normal reaction."

"You might not believe it, but when he wasn't drinking and when Kohei wasn't around, your brother was actually the most normal person here!"

Seeing Xiao's utterly shattered worldview and near-collapse reaction, everyone felt a pang of sympathy. There was nothing they could do; after all, this place was overflowing with freaks…

You can't understand these freaks with normal human thinking. What kind of gang do you think your brother joined?

Arakawa Under the Bridge World

"Forget about your brother, run away..."

"Otherwise, you'll definitely be completely assimilated by that group, Shiori!"

Facing Xiao Shioru, who had begun to doubt herself, the recruitment drive seemed to reflect her past self, causing her great distress.

These are lessons learned through blood and tears...

Back then, he was recognized (mainly by himself) as the most normal human being in this river, and he once had the ambition to correct the absurd common sense in this river.

but now……

The man holding the brush paused, his gaze falling on the village chief, who was wearing a loose-fitting green kappa costume and soaking in a tub of hot water.

"Wait, wait a minute, Village Chief!" he couldn't help but speak, his voice filled with a final struggle, "This...this looks like..."

"Ah, this? It's nothing, it's nothing." The village chief glanced down at the loosely fitting leather suit, still looking nonchalant, and even waved his hand at him with a smile.

"It's just my kappa's magic. Feel free to rub my back, don't be shy."

After a three-second silence, Zhaobingmaimai sighed and said, "...You should take off the leash, village chief."

"I'm giving you a back scrub, not a leather strap scrub!"

A moment later, he took the spare leather cover that the village chief had taken off and carefully rubbed it with water, his movements so skilled that it was heartbreaking.

While vigorously scrubbing the stains off his leather suit, he mentally encouraged himself: "Sure enough, this riverbank still needs a normal person like me (firmly believing in himself)!"

What kind of kappa magic can fool me (Li Li) when I'm sober?

After watching the man mutter to himself and occasionally reveal a smug expression as he recruited his troops, Xingxing gave up on continuing to sing "The Pretty Boy Song"...

I turned and left decisively. Uh, I'd better not mess with him for now.

"You two can shower together, right? I'll go heat up the bathwater then."

Although everyone's reactions were somewhat unexpected, Xiao Shioren felt that refusing at this moment would seem a little unnatural.

In that case, let's take a shower together...

With this thought in mind, Xiao Shiori once again revealed her obedient expression and nodded: "Yes." (Read exciting novels at Feilu Novel Network!)

"Wait...wait a minute! What do you mean, 'Since things have come to this, we have no choice but to take a bath together'? Are you sure your yandere brother complex is just an act??"

"This is the brother you said you hated? Oh no, guys, I suspect I've been tricked! She doesn't seem to mind showering together..."

Seeing Xiao Shi's behavior, everyone felt a chill run down their spines. Oh no, it seems we're also part of her weird play.

This guy isn't a brother complex person at all... no... this guy is a brother complex person! Copy!

She's just pretending to hate her brother while feigning reluctance to let him go home, acting like a yandere brother-complex.

Seriously, what kind of weird attribute is this...?

Chapter 1322 Diving Club? No, it's more like an alcoholism club!

"Unforgivable—!!" Just then, an angry roar suddenly rang out, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, instantly shattering the previously peaceful atmosphere.

[Kouhei, his face dark, suddenly popped his head out from under the dining table like a mysterious ghost emerging from the darkness.]

This sudden turn of events startled Iori, who instinctively screamed, "Where did you come from?!"

[You see, they had been eating breakfast for a while, and they hadn't noticed when Kohei had silently hidden under the table.]

However, Kohei ignored Iori and instead carried the magical girl Lalako doll directly to Shiori.

[Then she instantly put on a fawning smile, a smile that seemed to ooze honey, and said gently, "That was really dangerous, but it's all alright now."]

"No, no, no, to be honest, I think it's actually more dangerous since you came out... Where did you even come from?!"

"Uh, bro, you smashed a hole in the wall with your head yesterday, and you're still fine today? Your resilience is amazing!"

Seeing Kohei suddenly pop out from under the table, everyone's mouths twitched with black lines. Is this guy some kind of otherworldly duck-neck person (Yapool)?

So good at hiding...

Rather, how the hell did you hide this openwork table?!

Gintama World

"Wow, not badly hidden." Kondo Isao crossed his arms, his back ramrod straight, looking every bit like a grandmaster critiquing his students in a martial arts arena. 293 "But, with this level of skill, you think you can challenge the honorary chairman of the Edo Underground Infiltration Association? You're 20,000 years too early!"

"Hey, what kind of weird organization is that?" Fourteen's forehead veins bulged as he angrily complained.

"You joined this weird organization without me noticing, you gorilla—!!"

However, the gorilla, completely absorbed in its own thoughts, paid no attention to Fourteen's complaints and continued its deep analysis with its eyes closed.

Anyone who's ever been a stalker knows...

Dining tables, especially those with openwork designs, are actually the worst choice for stalkers—with so many gaps, even the slightest movement could give them away!

At this point, Kondo-san even held up two fingers, gesturing with great seriousness: "The difficulty level is around 4.8!"

The Shinsengumi members' faces darkened upon hearing this: "Who would rate a stalker's hideout, you bastard?!"

Interestingly, the table, in its subtle position, is also the foundation for being a good stalker.

Just like the two dishes that best test a chef's skill, stir-fried beef noodles and sweet and sour pork—they seem simple, but in fact, they contain a great deal of knowledge.

Kondo clenched his fists excitedly, tears streaming down his face: "This also means that the dining table is the true touchstone for testing the soul of a stalker!!"

"Therefore, Kohei abandoned the safe ceiling partition and chose to hide the hellish dining table for only one purpose..."

"That is—to declare war on all stalkers in Edo!!"

boom--! !

Kondo tore his police uniform jacket to shreds, revealing a T-shirt covered in Otae's name written all over it. He stepped onto the coffee table and roared excitedly at the Shinsengumi members.

"Gentlemen! It's time to defend the dignity of stalkers with our own flesh and blood!"

Unable to contain his anger any longer, Fourteen drew his sword and cleaved the coffee table in two, roaring furiously, "You're a stalker! What kind of dignity do you have to defend?!"

He then stepped forward, pointed at Kondo-san's nose, and launched into a frantic tirade: "You're a police officer, right? Why do you so naturally assume the role of a stalker?!"

“Because…because…” Kondo-san recalled the scene of being brutally beaten by Amiya, and couldn’t help but tear up: “Even stalkers fight with their lives on the line!!”

"As the honorary president of the Edo Underground Diving Association, I cannot stand idly by."

Fourteen's lips twitched: "No, you're the one who should be risking your life..."

What kind of stalker is this honorary president?

You're the police chief, you damn gorilla!

He's going to take down that inexplicable Edo underground raiding association sooner or later.

Looking at Kohei's overly enthusiastic smile, Shiori pursed her lips, a hint of uncertainty in her eyes: "Um... I remember... you're Imamura-senpai, right?"