Crossover Anime: How a Shameless Person Lives

A few days later, at night.

The cargo ship, which had been sailing at sea, finally arrived in Luannapura.

This city, located in the Golden Triangle of Southeast Asia, is a world-renowned crime metropolis.

Moscow hotel branch, Triad branch, Italian Mafia branch, violent church, and various small group business associations.

Numerous violent organizations are based in this city, forming a twisted and bloody system of rules.

"Boss, you called me?"

Yakumo Omori emerged from the shadows and stood respectfully behind Mercury, his gaze fixed on the brightly lit city in the distance.

The dark circles under his eyes have disappeared, and he looks much more energetic.

"Gecko..." Mercury took a sip of his drink and listlessly slumped against the railing at the edge of the ship.

Without Tomie around these past few days, his dependence on alcohol has somehow returned.

"Boss, are you in a bad mood?" Yakumo asked cautiously.

Rumor has it that when the BOSS is in a bad mood, he loves to hunt ghouls and parasites.

Will he suffer this misfortune today?

"Ah? I'm in a great mood." Mercury took another swig, flicked his wrist, and the bottle turned into a block of salt, which he then tossed into the sea with a "plop."

"Then you're looking for me..." Before Yakumo could finish speaking, his legs were already trembling.

Please don't think it's what he's thinking!

"The old man called me." Mercury turned around, gently patted his shoulder, and said in a deep voice.

"gecko."

"arrive!"

"If we encounter an inescapable danger, we must protect Matsuzaka Sugar. If necessary, we are willing to sacrifice anyone."

"Yes!" Yakumo answered instinctively, then after a few seconds he realized what he had done and pointed at himself in disbelief.

"Wait! Boss, you mean you want me to protect Matsuzaka Sugar?"

"Should I protect her?"

If I remember correctly, Matsuzaka Satou is stronger than me, right?

Who is protecting whom between them?

"Strength doesn't guarantee survival. Your ghouls have an unparalleled ability to regenerate, and that's the key to survival."

"But..." Yakumo thought of his other teammates.

Although they haven't known each other for long, he is a teammate he can entrust with his responsibilities.

Backstabbing is such a thing...

"No buts, stop being so long-winded. I really should teach you what 1000 - 7 equals." Mercury interrupted him and handed him a cell phone.

He was surprised by how responsible this gecko was; he couldn't tell at all that it would later go crazy.

If you're so righteous, why are you a ghoul?

"Record all the strange and unusual things you see along the way, okay, that's it."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the cabin.

Yakumo was left alone on the deck, gazing at the brightly lit city of sin in the distance, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

"Boss, even ghouls have their own code of honor..."

……

"Gecko? Gecko? Gecko!"

"Um?"

Yakumo Omori snapped out of his daze and looked at Hachiman Hikigaya, who was staring blankly at him as he was being greeted.

"What are you muttering about? Go to sleep, we're leaving tomorrow."

Hachiman Hikigaya handed him the blanket and then turned back to his own bed.

They had already disembarked from the cargo ship, and the woman who arranged accommodation for them had half her face burned and disfigured.

Mercury and the others did not come down; this was not their destination.

Only their six-person team disembarked, carrying the same equipment as terrorists.

I have to get up early tomorrow to go to the rainforest with the "captain".

No one knew what they were about to face.

Yakumo Omori took the blanket, spread it on his bed, and then took out the "nutrient solution" from his backpack and drank it.

The bottle brothers did the same, picking up the "nutrient solution" and drinking it.

"I heard that you ghouls... can only eat people, right?" Hachiman Hikigaya asked casually, looking at what Yamori was drinking, but his breathing unconsciously became heavier.

"This is a nutritional supplement developed by Dr. Kano, which can replace most of the nutrients we need," Yagami Omori explained.

He understood what Hachiman Hikigaya was worried about.

All I can say is that after joining the Beast Group, they no longer dare to eat people.

Anyone who violates this rule will either be killed by the BOSS or become a low-level experimental subject.

No one wants to experience that.

"Is that so?" Hachiman Hikigaya breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still wary of the three ghouls.

In particular, when Mercury disembarked, he gave him a cell phone and some words to say to him.

"If necessary, you can abandon everyone; as long as you survive..."

……

"He told you that anyone can be sacrificed when necessary, but survival is the top priority."

In another double room, Matsuzaka Satou looked at Yukino Yukinoshita with a strange expression.

Long, straight black hair, and a pretty face.

Isn't this the one Mercury likes?

And that arrogant expression can sometimes be a plus; don't men all like that?

Aside from not being in great shape.

"I never said that, and I will not sacrifice others to save my own life," Yukino Yukinoshita said coldly, wringing out her soaked clothes.

That's always been her personality.

However, she was quite surprised that Mercury, that scumbag, could say these things to Matsuzaka Satou.

It can only be said that they are from the same orphanage, and in her opinion, their relationship is stronger than that of an outsider like herself.

"Is that so..." Matsuzaka Satou nodded thoughtfully and lay down on the bed.

Yukino Yukinoshita saw her lying on the bed and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, clutching her phone tightly in her pocket.

In fact, Mercury had said this to her, but after Mercury finished speaking, she couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

The result was a delightful three-kilometer swim in the ocean.

She can't tell anyone about this, so don't think she's stupid just because she's upright.

……

Inside the bar below the hotel, the noise mingled with the pungent smell of whiskey, filling the humid air.

Several burly men surrounded a blonde woman whose face was half burned, drinking and chatting. The conversation gradually turned to the group of people who had just checked in.

"Boss, who are these people? Judging from their gear, they don't seem like nice guys, and there are a few kids among them."

Balacaika, puffing on his cigarette, said nonchalantly, "Who knows? Maybe some rich young master or young lady came here with bodyguards for adventure and thrills. Keep your mouth shut and do your job."

She ran her fingertips over the cigarette pack, a hint of inquiry flashing in her eyes.

The person who can be personally delivered by the "Queen of Arms" must have an extraordinary background.

The Moscow Hotel's business is also trying to extend into that increasingly chaotic neon-lit city.

"Then...should we keep a closer eye on them?" The henchman next to him leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Alright, stop making unnecessary movements." Balalaika stood up, dusted herself off, and said, "Go do what you're supposed to do, and don't let me see you gossiping here."

The noise in the bar paused for half a second, then was drowned out by the clinking of glasses.