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

He was immediately moved to tears, a warm feeling welling up in his heart: "Everyone..."

Not far outside the window, Kirishima Shoko, holding a stun gun, expressionlessly scanned the campus, searching for Yuuji's whereabouts. (Read thrilling novels at Feilu Novel Network!)

Completely bewildered by Iori's erratic thought process, Busujima was equally exasperated: "How did a woman's weapon become a crime??"

"A woman's weapon." After Busujima's reminder, Iori realized she had misunderstood.

【but……】

"Didn't it have no effect on him at all before?"

【Pfft——】

[Iori's seemingly casual yet blunt truth was like a poisoned arrow, piercing through all of Poison Island's defenses with deadly precision, striking right at its heart!]

"Then what do you suggest I do? Think of something quickly..."

The immense sense of defeat and the harsh reality pointed out by Iori instantly deflated Busujima's momentum: "If things go smoothly, I'll introduce you to some girls!!"

In an instant, Iori's mind went blank with excitement, and she gave a thumbs-up like a robot: "I will do everything in my power to help you!!"

"I'll fight with all my might"—but the problem is, what else do you have to fight with besides streaking and drinking?

"One dares to ask, and the other dares to teach... Wasn't the lesson from last time enough? Asking Iori for help will only increase his favorability with Otoya!!"

"He actually used introducing girls as a relic to summon Iori, a Berserker-class Servant? Although his attack power is maxed out, he's just too uncontrollable."

Seeing that Busujima-senpai was so desperate that she had to ask Iori for help, everyone was speechless. Asking her love rival to help her pursue a man? What kind of new game is this?

Besides, the only things that could interest Otsuya are "Mr. Kitahara" and "diving," and his hobbies are... well... quite unique.

"Women's" weapons are probably out of the question, but you could consider men's weapons; the success rate might even be higher.

And so, the two, who inexplicably struck a deal somewhere, decided to have a strategic meeting at a bar after get off work...

"So, do you have any ideas?" At the bar entrance, Busujima looked at Iori.

“Not at all, so…” Iori reached out and pushed open the bar door, “I just called a few consultants!”

"Advisors?" Busujima's gaze swept past the empty booths, locking onto three particularly conspicuous figures at the bar.

[Kouhei (handsome guy), Kotobuki-senpai (bartender), Tokita-senpai (has a girlfriend).]

[Iori introduced them with a straight face: "They are all experts in that field!!"]

"A shut-in living in the world of anime, plus two muscle-bound beasts whose brains are soaked in alcohol—good, it's time to surrender."

"...You might not believe it, but among these people, I can't even find one with a normal thought process."

Looking at the impressive lineup of "relationship consultants" on the screen, the people watching the video were both amused and exasperated. Dude, do you have some kind of misunderstanding about the term "relationship expert"?

Seeking advice from these relationship gurus? Are you trying to kill me already?

This is outrageous—

It was no less than running to the neighboring Beika Town, grabbing those real elementary school kids from the Junior Detective League, and seriously asking them how to solve this serial murder case.

Aside from alcohol, you won't get any constructive advice about relationships at all!

Chapter 1411 She has to be a loli! And her side job has to be a magical girl!

After Iori explained that her most reliable senior, Azusa, had something come up and couldn't make it, Busujima's last glimmer of hope was completely shattered.

Despite Iori's exaggerated praise of them, Busujima remained skeptical of the three men, whose styles were so different and who seemed completely unrelated to "love counseling."

"Since you've come this far..."

[To prove her judgment, Iori pulled out a bottle of tequila (40) with a ferocious expression: "If none of the three of them are of any use, just chug it down!!"]

"Heh..." Busujima glanced disdainfully at the drink in the other person's hand, showing no sign of backing down, and sneered, "Who's afraid of who!"

The Daily World of High School Boys

"A bottle of tequila as the wager..."

Tadakatsu stared at the screen, three black lines sliding down his forehead, his lips twitching uncontrollably: "Senior Iori, just how blindly do you have faith in those three Phantom Gods?"

"Useless"

Is there any other possibility?

The image of Kohei-senpai talking about anime aesthetics and the two beast-like senpai raising their glasses and laughing "Wahahaha" involuntarily flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but sigh and rub his forehead.

I'm sorry, Iori-senpai, but this time, reason tells me I have to stand with Busujima-senpai...

Tadakuni even suspected that Iori-senpai might not be looking for a reason to drink, so he deliberately set up this losing bet to trick people into drinking?

at this time……

Suddenly, a sharp white light flashed across Xiu Ze's glasses, and he stood up abruptly with his arms crossed: "Zhong Bang! If that's what you think, then you've been completely fooled!"

"Was...tricked??" Zhongbang, who was still frantically complaining, was instantly stunned, his brain unable to process what was happening.

With such obvious facts, how could we possibly fall for any tricks?

Is there any chance that this situation can be reversed?

“Xiunori is absolutely right!” Yoshitake, standing beside him, crossed his arms, his face more solemn and serious than ever before, as if he were dissecting a shocking conspiracy.

"Tadakuni, wake up! Think about it carefully, we're talking about Iori-senpai—the man who will always shatter our common sense!"

Whether it's an exam that seems impossible to pass, or the Shapiro Impact experiment that seems destined to leave one alone...

Every single time, just when we think we're doomed, the plot takes an unexpected and bizarre turn.

"Hmm... if you put it that way, it seems that's true..." Tadakuni was stumped by the question and scratched his face hesitantly.

Indeed, Iori-senpai's life trajectory cannot be fathomed by common sense.

“In other words—” Xiu pushed up his glasses at the right moment, his gaze behind the lenses sharp as a hawk, and he pointed confidently at Iori’s ferocious yet confident face on the screen.

"This gamble, which we mortals believe Senior Iori has already lost, must be hiding a deep pit! A pit we can't even imagine!"

Yoshitake immediately picked up the conversation, completing the final piece of the puzzle with a somewhat somber tone: "Perhaps, the seemingly confident senior, Busujima, is actually the one who has fallen into the trap!"

hiss--

The conclusion drawn from this deduction caused the three of them to gasp almost simultaneously, exchanging bewildered glances and seeing in each other's eyes a mixture of shock and belated admiration.

"So, that's how it is..." Tadakuni murmured, feeling that he had almost missed the truth because of common sense.

Hideyuki concluded with a heavy heart, "Terrible... I never imagined that Iori-senpai's schemes were so deep!"

Yoshitake nodded emphatically: "We were almost deceived by appearances! We were still too naive!"

In an instant, in this small room, Iori-senpai's image suddenly transformed from a "foolish fool about to die" into a "deeply scheming and terrifying sage".

All three of them were utterly shocked by the "truth" they had deduced.

After making the bet with Busujima, Iori first turned her hopeful gaze to two relatively "reliable" seniors—at least they seemed to be.

After all, Kotobuki-senpai is steady and reliable, and he's also a bartender! And Tokita-senpai is a successful man with a girlfriend; they both seem to know a lot about relationships...

"I know absolutely nothing about relationships with the opposite sex!"

Same as above!

Faced with Iori's question, the two seniors, with an almost adorable tacit understanding, decisively stated that they knew nothing about this field.

Busujima reached for the bottle of tequila with complete ease, elegantly pouring it into an empty glass, his tone chillingly calm: "Would you like it straight or with ice?"

"It's too early to draw conclusions!!" Iori reached out and pressed down on Busujima's shoulder, sweat beading on his forehead but his eyes remaining stubborn. He still had one final trump card up his sleeve.

"It's up to you now, Kohei."

"Don't worry about it, leave it to me." Kohei smiled confidently, then solemnly bumped fists with Iori: "Don't forget to tell me Shiori's secret afterward."

"Ahem." Kohei coughed a few times as a formality, clearing his throat. "Then I'll start by talking about my preferences..."

"Age range: junior high to high school!!!"

[Clang——]

Upon hearing this, Busujima didn't pause for even a second. Silently, he picked up another glass, filled it with tequila, and expressionlessly pushed it towards Iori.

"Age range from junior high to high school?? Kohei, you're really something else! Life is getting more and more like a prison sentence!"

"This range of values ​​is beyond just bad; it's practically dancing wildly on the red line of a society governed by the rule of law!"

Faced with Kohei's dangerous statement, which could be described as "self-destructive," the onlookers were stunned. Is this the mindset of a hardcore old-school anime fan?

A three-year minimum is probably no joke...

"You still want to admire me like an older brother?!" Ignoring the strange looks from the crowd, Kohei continued to passionately express his preferences.

The moment he finished speaking, Busujima didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, like a programmed robot, expressionlessly picking up the tequila bottle again.

"My side hustle has to be magical girls!!"

[Click——]

[Bukushima remained silent, continuing her assembly-line routine of "pouring wine and pushing glasses."]

Her eyes were completely vacant, as if everything happening before her had nothing to do with her; she was merely a heartless wine-pouring machine.

"It has to be a loli..." Kohei hadn't finished speaking when Iori, who was almost vomiting from drinking, covered his mouth with her hand. (Read super exciting novels at Feilu Novel Network!)

[He roared with a ferocious expression, "You'd better get out of here!!"]