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

The "shield" is useful, but the side effects are too great; it's a double-edged sword!

Soon after, Airi brought Kanako to the diving shop and handed Kohei the thing her sister had asked her to do.

[That's the autograph from Natsuyo Mizuki that Kohei has always dreamed of!!]

"She said if you don't mind, please accept it."

[Kanako's older sister is voiced by Natsuyo Mizuki, who is also the "Mouth Beast 0" from *Mouth Beast Cafe* who has a completely open relationship with Azusa-senpai...]

At this moment, Kohei was trembling with excitement, holding his idol's autograph, making incomprehensible sounds in his throat, unable to form a single complete syllable.

Monthly Girls Nozaki-kun World

Seeing Kohei-senpai clutching the autograph board, so excited he almost fainted, Sakura Chiyo reached up to her forehead and sighed helplessly.

"I feel like... Kohei-senpai really got the short end of the stick! He might have even been able to shake hands with his idol in person."

My favorite idol is right next to me, and we even work together as waiters?

What kind of teen idol drama setting is this?!

“But we can’t entirely blame you, senior.” Xiao Yuyu recalled the other party’s shockingly grotesque corpse beast appearance, and a bead of cold sweat couldn’t help but slide down her forehead.

"After all, with the other person disguised like that, who could recognize them..."

Let alone die-hard fans, even if it were their own mother standing in front of them, she would probably hesitate for three seconds.

Uh.

Of course, this excludes Azusa-senpai, the legendary goddess.

Just then, Nozaki-kun, who was standing to the side, seemed to have caught some "key information" and his eyes lit up.

He quickly took out his personal autograph board, scribbled his name on it in a few strokes, and then solemnly handed it to Sakura Minyo.

"this is for you."

"Th...thank you." Sakura Chiyo blankly took the board, staring at the familiar name on it, her eyes filled with confusion and a huge question mark.

Nozaki-kun... what are you doing?

"???" Nozaki-kun was also filled with doubt after observing Sakura Chiyo's somewhat dazed reaction.

"Why are the reactions so different when they both received autographs? It shouldn't be like this..."

Looking at his earnest and confused expression, Sakura Chiyo felt a sudden sense of helplessness: "..."

Because what I wanted from the very beginning was never your signature, Nozaki-kun—!

How many autographs has she received this time?

Although she didn't count them carefully, she felt that she could almost collect seven autographed plaques to summon the dragon and make a wish!

The scene shifts, focusing on a quiet corner of the library, where mountains of books and documents are piled up, resembling a small academic ruin.

The once-spirited group of scoundrels is now deeply mired in this quagmire of knowledge, their eyes numb as they frantically flip through the thick stack of documents before them like mechanical puppets.

"The most troublesome thing about science departments is not the course content, internships, or even exams."

"It's about writing reports—!!"

This not only means they need to understand a completely unfamiliar subject, but also that they must search through a vast sea of ​​literature like treasure hunters to find accurate information.

Then you need to organize your thoughts into clear, logically structured text using your own words!

This kind of agonizing test of self-learning ability and patience is far more torturous than last-minute cramming for exams!!

"This is so real, it's a fear etched into our DNA! You can coast through classes, you can bluff your way through exams, but reports—these things are truly deadly!"

Watching Iori and the others scratching their heads and groaning in pain as they stared at the incomprehensible documents on the screen, viewers who had experienced university life felt an overwhelming sense of empathy.

The library, also known as the penance chamber for modern young people!

All the laziness and wasted time in ordinary days will eventually be settled here.

Only when you're slumped over a library table, staring blankly at a blank document, will you realize with absolute clarity the fact that you're still a miserable student!

This is so real...

The days when I was dizzy from calculating experimental data and vomited while writing reports are still vivid in my mind!

Chapter 1370 The ruthless person who watches AV without fast-forwarding is too tragic!

After countless sleepless nights spent working late into the night, battling with obscure and difficult documents, Iori and the others finally completed the report that had almost drained their souls.

[Several people, their bodies seemingly hollowed out, dark circles under their eyes, and with a sense of resignation, prepared to confront the associate professor who was about to present his final paper.]

However, when they pushed open the office door, what greeted their eyes was the "professor-elect" sitting in a chair, legs crossed, fast asleep...

Most astonishingly, one of his hands was forming a hand seal that resembled some kind of mysterious ritual, suspended in mid-air.

Even more outrageous, several pigeons were circling and flying above that finger—it was quite a spectacle!

"..." Iori and the others' faces darkened as they held the report; they really wanted to—punch this guy in the face!

"Help! This is so immersive! My blood pressure has skyrocketed! Does it have to be this realistic?!"

"That feeling of helplessness—after pulling countless all-nighters to finally finish a report, only to find out that your supervisor didn't care at all—is just too damn frustrating!"

Seeing the professor's supreme sleeping form on the screen, which combined hand seals, crossed legs, and levitating arms, everyone watching couldn't hold back any longer.

How on earth did this professor manage to fall asleep in such an inhumane posture on a mere office chair?

Rather...

Why would there be pigeons in a professor's office?!

Another World Quartet World

Swish-!

As if drawn by a magnet, everyone's gaze was uniformly focused on the splendidly dressed and extravagantly made-up teacher, Roswaal, on the podium.

Everyone's face was a mixture of shock, confusion, and an indescribable strangeness.

They look so alike, so incredibly alike...

Emilia couldn't help but raise her hand high, her pale purple eyes filled with pure curiosity and confusion: "Roswaal-sensei... um... this..."

"Are you really sure you didn't use any special methods... to work part-time as a teacher in other worlds?"

She pointed uncertainly at the screen with her slender finger: "That professor looks just like your brother."

Nice commentary, Airi—!!

Old Man and Tanya couldn't help but nod slightly. They had wanted to ask this question ever since the professor appeared.

They look so alike!

The only difference is that "Professor Roswaal" in that world has become successful and has even become a professor.

"Oh dear, what are you talking about?" Roswaal's smile remained unchanged as he let out a series of strangely accented laughs.

"I don't know either, this world is so big~ oh?"

"..."

The crowd silently scanned the professor's bizarre sleeping posture on the screen, then looked at the strangely behaving Professor Roswaal on the podium.

That kind of swagger that radiates from within, and that utterly oblivious to the plight of others...

It looks even more like it now!

"It's all your fault!" The professor, woken from his sleep by the crowd, showed no remorse whatsoever and instead launched the first attack.

"You should be ashamed of yourself for writing such a boring report that it put the other person to sleep."

He spread his fingers to cover half his face, while his left hand reached down to his left waist, striking a pose that resembled that of someone performing an abstract opera.

[In a tone reminiscent of reciting poetry, he turned his ire towards the group of foolish students before him: "Besides, the essence of a presentation is to showcase refined beauty."]

"It's like brewing a cup of my favorite rosehip tea in the morning, accompanied by my beautiful humming!"

"Approach it with the same reverence and passion I have for completing a work of art—!!"

While the professor was completely absorbed in his beautiful humming, Iori and the others in the audience had veins popping on their foreheads, their faces contorted with rage.

"What the hell is that bastard saying! It's infuriating!"

"JoJo's stance, plus this bizarrely JoJo-esque metaphor—there's no mistake! This professor is a Stand user, and his Stand ability is—controlling pigeons!!"

"Haha, when I wrote my report, my supervisor's comment was: 'Have you been eating mushrooms? This is so crazy!'"

Listening to the professor's humming-like criticism, everyone was reminded once again of the fear of being dominated by academic reports.

It's as if the brain has been brutally frozen by the Golden Experience Requiem; endless revisions, never reaching the "truth" of a completed report...

For example: "Don't send me junk," "Please speak like a human being," "I'm asking you to write a first draft, not a rough draft!"

After class, the pent-up humiliation and anger of Iori and the others exploded completely!

Nojima, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace, roared deafeningly at the air, "What kind of talk is that?!"

"To finish the report..." Tears of grief and indignation streamed down Yamamoto's face, his voice trembling with sobs, "I even fast-forwarded through my long-awaited new work, 'AV'—!"

Hearing this, Nojima felt a deep empathy and immediately covered his mouth, tears welling in his eyes as he shared the same plight.

He reached out heavily and patted Yamamoto's shoulder forcefully, everything understood without words—this sacrifice was simply too great!