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

Want to see it!

I really want to see it!

Their eyes instantly turned into sparkling stars, and they seemed to be burning with a raging flame of thirst for knowledge, wishing they could immediately penetrate the screen and conduct an "academic investigation".

"Stop your stupid and utterly unrealistic delusions, you two idiots."

Looking at the two lively characters beside him who had instantly become excited, Yuuji smirked speechlessly and poured cold water on their enthusiasm without any mercy.

Given their incredibly distorted sense of shame, how could they possibly feel ashamed because of the explicit content of a mere erotic novel?

For them, pornographic books are like diving suits for Iori-senpai—just basic equipment that can be openly discussed or even displayed!

Chapter 1428 is all 18+? Maybe I should just sell my kidney!

[When Iori opened the closet next to him, he was certain that Kohei hadn't lied; he had indeed tidied the room properly...]

The closet was completely crammed with comic books, like meticulously calculated building blocks, fitting every inch of space perfectly.

As for the messy pile of otaku items on the floor, it's simply because... the closet, this "otherworldly pocket," has reached its limit and can't hold any more!!

"Seriously, isn't this a bit too much?"

Chisa nodded in deep agreement and calmly uttered a precise analogy: "This reserve is already at the level of a fanatical missionary."

"Missionary work??" Kohei paused for a moment, then slowly shook his head. "While I do want to proselytize, those books were drawn by me in high school."

"Wait, wait a minute? You mean, all these piles of comics... you drew them all yourself?! Are you kidding me?!"

"You drew an entire wardrobe full of comics... Is this the world of the strong? We mere mortals don't even have enough time to keep up with anime, and you're mass-producing comics?"

"Kouhei! What kind of inhuman life did you lead during your three years of high school? Did you live a 48-hour day at school?"

Looking at the entire cabinet filled with "original manuscripts"—a number that would leave any comic book enthusiast speechless—the onlookers froze in place, their brains overloaded.

At this moment, only one thought was echoing wildly in their minds—what kind of monsters are Japanese high school students?!

These mountains of works, all created during Kohei's high school years? Did he live in a printing factory during high school?

Even Rohan Kishibe, who can still submit his manuscripts on time even in time acceleration, isn't this prolific!

If that gorilla in Yintama had his hand speed, he wouldn't be able to pull off a scam every few days...

If Oda-sensei had his hand speed and inexhaustible energy, One Piece would have ended eight hundred chapters long ago, and it wouldn't have become the "watered-down pirate king" it is today.

"You drew all of these??" Chisa looked at the comics in her hands in disbelief, exclaiming in surprise, "They're so amazing!!"

"Oh my..." Unexpectedly, upon hearing this heartfelt praise, Kohei was not delighted at all; instead, he seemed to have encountered some kind of major social setback.

[After letting out an exaggerated sigh, he raised his hand and pressed it hard against his forehead, exuding an almost tragic sense of helplessness: "Now even Kotegawa knows I'm a shut-in."]

"..."

Chisa slowly turned her head, pointed at Kohei who was immersed in grief, and then turned her gaze to Iori, the only one present who might understand the situation, uttering a silent question.

Is this guy really serious??

Iori remained silent for a moment, his face darkening: "Just pretend you just discovered it."

The Daily World of High School Boys

"Kouhei-senpai..."

Chung-bang looked at his senior on the screen, who was immersed in grief over his image collapse. He couldn't bear to look at him and covered his face with his hands, his voice barely escaping through his fingers.

"You don't... really think you've been hiding it all this time, do you??"

What did you mean by saying that even Kotegawa knows I'm an otaku?!

This tone sounds like a secret agent who has been lying low for years has suddenly had their identity exposed.

Aside from super-duper idiots like Aqua, is there anyone in this world who hasn't seen through your otaku tendencies, senpai?

"Forget it, Tadakatsu. Judging from his reaction just now, I think the answer is yes—"

“He genuinely believed, from the bottom of his heart, that he had been a perfect imperfection in his disguise before this.”

Xiuze, standing to the side, pushed up his glasses. His face was expressionless, showing only a numbness that came from long-term observation of bizarre creatures.

"So..." Yoshitake, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up, crossing his arms and looking extremely serious.

"In Kohei-senpai's mind, what kind of image has he always had in the eyes of others?"

"!!!"

What image?

In an instant, the gazes of Hideaki and Tadakuni toward Eri and Kohei Mio on the screen became incredibly complex and strange.

So it turns out that humans really can live in their own fabricated fairy tales. This ability to deceive themselves is nothing short of a miracle in human psychology...

In the enigmatic silence, Hideaki sighed heavily and broke the silence first: "Compared to Kohei-senpai, who is still deceiving himself..."

"I suddenly realized that we were quite open about admitting that we had worn women's clothing back then."

“That’s right, Hidenori.” Yoshitake nodded in agreement, sighing, “At least… we know perfectly well that we’re perverts.”

This clear understanding of one's own nature seems so precious and rare at this moment.

"This is absolutely terrible!!!"

Zhongbang finally lost his temper, veins popping on his forehead, and let out a desperate roar at his two best friends who had suddenly started to "compete in ugliness".

Is it something to be happy or proud of to clearly recognize that you are a pervert?!

When did your values ​​start to become so distorted?!

Apologize to all the guys in the world who try so hard to act like normal people, you bastard!

"Is that a pornographic book you're drawing in?" Iori reached out and picked up Kohei's work, flipping through it casually.

"Lara is a virgin forever!!" Kohei exclaimed angrily, "You don't even know that??"

In his eyes, Iori's question seemed like questioning an angel about whether they needed to use the restroom—utterly absurd!

Faced with this somewhat excessive reaction, Iori could only mutter to herself, "Forever is just too pathetic."

Iori glanced around, her gaze sharpening like that of a treasure hunter, scanning every item in the room: "Let's not talk about that. We need to find something valuable."

[After being reminded like that, Kohei instantly calmed down, his expression becoming serious and earnest: "Yes, let's look for things that can be sold for a high price! Apart from lasagna."]

Hearing their dangerous remarks, Chisa was speechless: "Anyone who didn't know better would think you were thieves."

"By the way, besides lesbians, what else do you have in your room that you can sell?!"

0Request flowers

"It's rare to see two idiots with such a consistent goal and such strong execution; they're practically a gang..."

Seeing the two suddenly remember their business, everyone else twitched their lips in exasperation. "You really plan to do a zero-yen shopping spree at Kohei's house, huh, Iori...?"

Detective Conan World

"Wait, wait a minute! Isn't something wrong with this scene?!"

Conan watched as Kohei frantically searched his room, feeling his detective logic crumbling bit by bit, and frantically clutched his head in frustration.

"What's with that idiot giving us that 'we're doing something serious' look?!"

"Wake up! That's your house! You're the head of the household, you bastard—!!"

He simply couldn't understand how anyone could so naturally participate in the "looting" of his residence and act like a dutiful warehouse manager.

And what's this about looking for something that can be sold for a high price?

Please! Open your eyes and look at reality, Kohei...

The most valuable thing in this room, and theoretically the only thing you can decide to sell for a decent price, is your still-beating kidney!

0 . . . . . .

A rare glint of amazement flashed in Ai Haibara's usually cool eyes as she exclaimed, "I must say, I've seen many...unique crime scenes."

"But this is the first time I've seen something so refreshingly unique."

The thieves were ransacking the place, but the homeowner not only didn't stop them, he enthusiastically helped with the valuation and even thoughtfully marked out areas where items were not for sale...

Tsk, the absurdity of this world has once again shattered her understanding. (Read thrilling novels at Feilu Novel Network!)

“I… completely understand now…” Conan pushed up his glasses, a wise white light flashing across the lenses, and murmured in a tone of profound understanding.

"What exactly did you mean when Iori-senpai said that someone should call the police if something happens?"

So that's what you meant by the current situation!

This is definitely something you should call the police on.

[So, the two men, who had just been having a debate that transcended dimensional barriers, immediately began ransacking the room with even greater fervor, as if they were raiding a property.]

He was muttering to himself, assessing the value of various items.

"this?!"】

"Little Yellow Book."

"What about this one?"

"18+ fanfiction."