Anime Crossover: Loading entries, there are too many brother-complex sister characters.

"If all else fails, I'll have to ask my brother for help..."

In some anime works she has watched, it seems that rubbing the skin does indeed make it gradually grow bigger.

Previously, Suo Yuki did not believe in this theory.

But ever since she and Kuze Yu successfully experimented with the 490-page brushing play, she has become skeptical about it.

"Hmm, with this legitimate reason, you shouldn't refuse me, right..."

Yuki Suoh even began to look forward to it.

"Brother..."

She turned to look at Kujiro beside her, intending to drag him along to buy some doujinshi.

But he was staring thoughtfully at several cosplayers dressed in pure white dresses with wings hanging from their waists.

Yuki Suoh narrowed her beautiful eyes, sizing up the several angel cosplayers not far away.

Her face is fairly cute.

The angel cosplay outfit showcases a girl's purity, yet her vulgar and outrageous figure gives off a succubus-like allure!

"Hmm... no wonder you're my older brother, you also like this type who combines innocence and allure!"

After hearing Suoh Yuki's mutterings, Kuze Yu tapped her on the head.

"What do you mean, 'As expected of me'!"

Suoh Yuki then playfully stuck out her tongue.

Kuseyu shook his head helplessly.

Appreciating cosplay is only part of it; he just suddenly thought of the Skywing race after seeing these angels.

The Skywing race, ranked sixth among the sixteen sequential races, is capable of successfully slaying a god!

They are definitely a race with top-tier combat power!

If Kuseha remembers correctly, the Skywing species are pure energy life forms, with their soul, body, and energy all combined.

After overusing energy, they will be forced to shrink.

As the saying goes, under the strike of a god, lolis appear everywhere...

Today, Yuki triggered the feather he had given out for the first time.

When that strange fluctuation connected with himself, it allowed Kuze Yu to directly master a kind of instinctive ability.

At that moment, with just a thought, he directly crossed space and arrived beside Suoh Yuki.

If I remember correctly, teleportation is a power of the Skywing race.

Kuseyu felt that his understanding of the essence of the God of War had deepened further.

"We can start trying to create Skywing species now..."

Chapter 67 Yuki: If I'm really pregnant, I can just get rid of it.

Inside the comic convention hall.

Yuki Suoh pulled Kuseha to a row of gashapon machines.

She looked at the promotional image on the gashapon machine and said expectantly.

"This seems to have just come out a couple of days ago. I didn't expect it to be on the shelves here so quickly!"

After saying that, she excitedly spoke to Kuseyu.

"Bro, hurry, hurry, let's smoke this together!"

Kuseha took a closer look, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

This is a gashapon (capsule toy) item from his masterpiece that reached the pinnacle of sister complex.

Generally, after the characters in a work are made into various merchandise items, the production company will ask the editorial department to send one or two sets to the author.

Kuse Yu also received a lot at the beginning.

But as his works became more and more popular, the amount of merchandise he produced also increased dramatically.

If he were to send over a portion of each type, he would need to set up a separate storage room.

So, Kuseha decided to solve the problem once and for all and stop the editorial department from sending over any more merchandise.

"Yuki, if you want to collect stamps, I can ask the editorial department to get a whole set."

"I can't help it," Kuseha said helplessly.

Unlike Himekoji Akiko, Yuki knew that he was the author.

Even when she was just a little girl, she would hold Kuze Yu's original manuscript and read it with great interest.

Upon hearing Kuze Yu's words, Suoh Yuki suddenly stood up and shouted.

"do not want!"

"This kind of stamp collecting has no soul!"

"As a gashapon toy, it only has meaning if it is pulled out of a gashapon machine!"

Seeing Suoh Yuki clattering to the self-service machine to exchange for coins, Kuze Yu shook his head slightly.

"Making money from anime and manga is definitely the easiest thing to do!"

He turned to look at the gashapon machine next to him and suddenly thought he could use it to test the power of the Lucky Fruit.

It just so happens that there are a lot of people here.

The only slightly troublesome thing is that you have to make contact with the other person to absorb the luck.

He patted a boy next to him.

"Hey bro, could you move aside?"

"Oh, alright."

Kuze walked past the boy, a hint of surprise on his face.

"empty?"

He didn't gain any luck points just now.

Looking back, the boy was stuffing coins into the gashapon machine with a worried expression, and at his feet was a basket full of empty gashapon shells.

Clearly, this guy is not only lacking in luck, but he's probably also plagued by bad luck!

"Thankfully, it won't absorb bad luck along with it."

Kuseyu shook his head.

I glanced at it and observed it briefly.

Those who stop in front of the gashapon machine are basically unlucky ones.

Think about it too.

Lucky people always succeed on their first try.

I'll leave as soon as I'm selected!

Therefore, Kuze Yu decided to move his position.

"Yuki, you play by yourself for a while, I'm going to the bathroom!"

Kujiro waved to her and walked towards the crowd.

At a comic convention's individual booth.

Eriri Sawamura, dressed in sportswear and wearing thick-rimmed glasses, sat at her stall, head down, looking for money.

Beside her, her mother, Sayuri Sawamura, dressed in a red and white striped kimono, was smiling and chatting with customers who came to buy notebooks and related merchandise.

Are you Ms. Kashiwagi Eri?

"No, thank you for your support!"

In less than half an hour, they had already sold dozens of copies of their notebooks.

"It seems we should be able to sell them before noon."

Sayuri Sawamura nodded in satisfaction.

From the side came the voice of Eriri Sawamura.

"Mom, could you get me some coffee?"

"You can just walk over here and get it yourself..."

"I'm so tired, I don't want to get up!"

"I can't breathe," said Eriri Sawamura, leaning back in her chair.

She has only slept for less than three hours since yesterday.

I'm only barely staying awake thanks to coffee!

Seeing this, Sayuri Sawamura could only shake her head helplessly.

Young people these days are getting more and more fragile.

Back when she was young, she would stay up for two nights in a row to watch an anime series that had over a hundred episodes.

Sawamura Sayuri picked up the cup of coffee that was next to her.

"thanks Mom……"

Eriri Sawamura reached out to take it, but her wrist trembled weakly.

The water glass suddenly shook.

Half a cup of coffee was spilled.

It was poured directly onto Eriri Sawamura's lower abdomen and thighs.

"what!"

"Alara..."

Sawamura Sayuri covered her mouth and gasped softly.

She quickly pulled out some tissues and handed them to Eriri Sawamura.

Eriri is wearing a light red tracksuit today.

Once it gets wet with coffee, the color instantly becomes darker and more noticeable.

Moreover, the coffee stains were in a very awkward location.

Eriri Sawamura took the tissue and wiped her face, but it had no effect.

After wetting it with purified water, I wiped it again, which even made the coffee liquid spread further.

"It's over, it can't be wiped off..."

Eriri Sawamura looked utterly hopeless.

By now, she could smell the coffee emanating from herself.

"How about we change our clothes?"

Sayuri Sawamura suggested.

"No, we'll be recognized if we change into school uniforms!"

Eriri Sawamura shook her head quickly.

She was the perfect social butterfly at school!

Showing up at a comic convention would be a complete collapse of one's public image!

"It's not a school uniform!"

Sawamura Sayuri gave a mysterious smile.

Then he took out a brand new set of clothes from his backpack!