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

You're being assimilated, Busujima-senpai!!

The long-suppressed true self is being released, and Kitahara Iori is the catalyst...

As for why I'm becoming more and more energetic?

That's because once you accept your own weakness, you become invincible.

Back when Iori was an innocent college student, she also let herself go like this after being assimilated!

"I always felt that Mr. Kitahara had an incredible capacity for tolerance..."

[Otoya gazes tenderly out the window: "There's no need to hide anything from him; it seems he can even accept my most authentic self."]

“I just admire him, someone like him—” Otoya’s voice unconsciously rose with a hint of excitement at the end.

"Um?!!"】

Upon hearing Otoya's affectionate remark, and especially seeing his slightly flushed cheeks and eyes sparkling with pure longing, Busujima's smile froze instantly.

My heart skipped a beat; a sense of foreboding crept in. I tentatively asked, "What do you think of Azusa-senpai over there?"

"Very beautiful!" Otoya answered crisply, her eyes clear, without a trace of hesitation or shyness.

"Where is the instructor's sister?"

"Very cute." Otsuya replied fluently, his tone calm and natural.

"What about Imamura-kun?"

"What a handsome man!" Otoya even gave a slightly admiring smile.

However, with each smooth and "normal" reply, Tokushima's heart sank deeper and deeper into despair. (Read thrilling novels at Feilu Novel Network!)

She took a deep breath, staring intently at Otoya's face, as if trying to capture every subtle change in his expression, and asked the question that made her most uneasy: "What about Kitahara?"

"..."

[Just moments ago, Otoya was answering questions fluently, but the moment he heard the name "Kitahara," his voice seemed to be choked by an invisible hand, and he visibly paused.]

[Then, somewhat shyly, she lowered her head, instinctively avoiding Busujima's probing gaze, and mumbled in a slightly embarrassed and flustered voice, "I think he—is outstanding..."]

The word "outstanding," coupled with his completely different, previously hesitant demeanor, was like the final straw, crushing the last glimmer of hope on Busujima.

The lingering smile on her face shattered completely, and her brain, after emitting an overloaded buzzing sound, utterly crashed.

"Oh no, his expression was clearly off when he talked about Kohei. He's only interested in men!!"

"Chisa, watch closely and learn from this! That's what you call indirect attack! While you were still outsmarting Iori, she'd already figured out his weaknesses..."

Watching Otoya's reaction on the screen, which was so obviously different that it could be described as a "textbook example," the people from other worlds sighed silently—this child is beyond saving!

Busujima-senpai probably never dreamed of this...

Today, I overcame all obstacles and fend off all potential female rivals, but in the end, I lost because of the "gender difference"!

Baka and Test: Summoning World

"I understand how you feel right now, Busujima-senpai..."

Himeji Mizuki pulled out a handkerchief with a rabbit pattern from somewhere and bit one corner tightly with her teeth.

As if she could personally feel that despair, her little face was filled with grief and indignation: "Being robbed of my man by another man—"

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"This feeling is so painful..." Minami Shimada said, her eyes brimming with tears, her voice trembling with sobs, "This is even more unbearable than being robbed by a mistress."

To have your home stolen by a species you can't even be a part of, you don't even have a chance to compete fairly!

It's like losing before the race even starts, because they're not even on the same track...

The two girls, who seemed to share the same feelings, sang in unison, their voices filled with grief and indignation, but their gazes kept drifting towards—Akihisa.

In an instant——

Akihisa felt a sudden chill, stiffly turned his head to look at Yuji Sakamoto beside him, and asked in a low voice, uncertainly, "I said, Yuji..."

"Is it just my imagination? I feel like they're not just talking about Busujima-senpai, but more like they're talking about me?"

Yuuji's lips twitched, his face darkening, and veins throbbed as he stared at the idiot in front of him: "Akihisa, it was you I was talking about!!"

Was it really said to me?

Her man was stolen by another man? Add to that Himeji and Minami's grief and indignation—

Wait, Masaka...

Akihisa's expression changed drastically in an instant, his style suddenly becoming as rugged as JOJO, and several "Araki lines" symbolizing his resolve even appeared out of nowhere on his face.

"Himeji-san is saying... I stole her man? That means... I stole—Yuuji??"

In an instant, a striking image uncontrollably appeared in Akihisa's mind: against a backdrop of fluttering cherry blossoms, there was an ambiguous composition of Akihisa and Yuji, with even suspicious pink bubbles floating around them!

"What kind of nonsense are you thinking of, you idiot!!!"

With a roar, a powerful uppercut, filled with all of Yuuji's shame and anger, sliced ​​through the air and landed squarely on Akihisa's chin!

"You're completely missing the point, you bastard—!!!"

P.S.: This is a fanfic of "A Certain Cat", "Lemon Is Too Sour", and "Grand Blue: Clumsy Test". If you're interested, you can take a look... (six...)

Chapter 1409, "A Straightforward Confession," isn't that a bit too direct?!

The next day, in the break room of the restaurant where I worked...

[Sakurako Busujima crossed her arms and looked down at Iori, who was kneeling on the ground. Her eyes were filled with anger, resentment, and a kind of bitterness that Iori could not understand at all.]

[For the entire morning, Otoya Makoto was like an asteroid orbiting the sun, running around for this idiot in front of him.]

What infuriated Busujima even more was that Otoya's constant use of the phrase "Kitahara-san," which felt like countless fine needles pricking her nerves.

Like Chisa, Sakurako Busujima's mind was also filled with that unsolvable question more than once—why did Otoya fall for a man like that?!

However, anger and confusion cannot change the established facts...

As a realist, Otoya's feelings for Iori have become an absurd "fact" she must confront and accept.

"Since things have come to this, why don't you ask him for his opinion as a reference, Auntie?"

"No way—! Busujima-senpai, you asked Iori for advice? Can his suggestions even be called advice?!"

"About me asking my love rival for advice on how to win over my crush—Du Dao Xue '887' sister, you know how to endure humiliation!"

Watching the seemingly calm but likely desperate decision made by Poison Island on the screen, everyone watching the video shook their heads and sighed.

Muda! Poison Island Senior!

The premise for taking someone's opinion as a reference is that both parties must at least be beings of the same dimension.

The terrestrial deity in front of you has a mindset that is at best that of an alcohol-driven single-celled organism.

Are you sure his advice is a good reference for your precious relationship?

This is like wanting to learn how to fly but asking a fish for advice... It's completely useless.

Because the species are completely wrong!

The world of spring things

"Huh—??" Yui Yuigahama blinked her big eyes, tilted her head to one side, and her face was full of direct confusion. She found it hard to believe that Busujima-senpai had done this.

"Should I... ask Iori-senpai for advice on love...?"

She tried to unravel this relationship in her mind, and suddenly a strange mathematical problem popped into her head.

A is in love with B, and B idolizes C. So A kidnaps C and asks C for advice on how to make B fall in love with A.

Given that B and C are of the same sex, prove that point A can catch up with moving point C.

Tuanzi's brain visibly crashed, and she silently shed two lines of hot tears—"Sorry, Poison Island-senpai, this question is just too advanced for me, I can only write 'Solution'!"

"No chance."

"Absolutely no chance."

Hachiman Hikigaya and Yukino Yukinoshita's voices rang out almost simultaneously, without any hesitation, decisive and cold, as if they had seen through the essence of things.

The two men were remarkably in agreement on this matter.

Although Hachiman is terrible at math, he's quite adept at interpersonal relationships: "Give up, Busujima-senpai, Otoya's filter for Iori-senpai is way too thick!"

In Otoya-senpai's eyes, which seemed to be filtered through a holy light, Iori-senpai was simply a treasure trove—

His bizarre way of thinking and his wild animal-like behavior patterns could all be interpreted as pure, unpretentious brilliance.

At this point, Hachiman paused, then pointed out the insurmountable chasm in the cruelest tone: "And, most cruelly... the gender field... is an insurmountable barrier you can never cross in your lifetime!!"

"so……"

With an expression as serious as if she were conducting an academic seminar, Yukino Yukinoshita analyzed, her tone calm yet deadly: "Let's speculate on what valuable advice he might give."

"Should I teach Otsuya-senpai how to drink flammable oolong tea more heartily? Or should we share our experiences of running naked together to enhance our friendship?"

The possibilities she listed were not a joke to her, but a reasonable inference based on Iori's personality.

Listening to the two of them go on and on, criticizing Busujima's love affair and Iori's intelligence as utterly worthless, Hiratsuka Shizuka's face grew increasingly dark.

"I say, you two... you can't be that far-fetched, can you?"