Crossover Anime: How a Shameless Person Lives

"What bad luck, to witness a whale hitting a ship."

"Yeah, I don't know what's wrong with those big guys."

"We're so unlucky to have stumbled upon such a once-in-a-century event."

"I felt like those whales were frightened by something; maybe something in the sea was chasing them."

"Stop talking, get these girls there first, don't keep those important figures waiting."

Those on deck were cursing and swearing, looking at the cracks in the center of the deck caused by the impact, and they were on the verge of tears.

What kind of mess is this?

The money earned from this trip isn't even enough to cover the cost of repairing the boat.

Just as they were about to find a repair shop, a gunshot rang out, and the man who had spoken the loudest suddenly turned his head and fell heavily onto the broken deck.

Then another sound followed.

The gunshot rang out sharply in the sea breeze, and hot fluid gushed from the bloody hole in the forehead of another man.

The remaining guards turned around sharply and saw a blonde woman standing on the edge of the gangplank, a cigar in her mouth and a revolver in her hand still smoking slightly.

Behind her, Accardo, who had returned, stood behind her, grinning widely as he looked at the pile of shit.

Integula walked step by step onto the sloping deck, his military boots making a sticky sound as they stepped on the bloodstains. "You bastards, how dare you openly engage in human trafficking in Great Britain."

One of the guards, blustering but trembling, brandished his gun: "You...do you know who's behind us? We have...standing behind us..."

"Bang!"

The third shot interrupted him, the bullet piercing his heart with pinpoint accuracy.

What followed was a one-sided massacre.

……

At the port, Mercury also stopped the strange man.

His gaze was fixed on the gray-haired girl.

No, it can't be called gray; it's more like blackish-gray? Or bluish-gray?

He seemed unable to describe the color of his hair.

"Sir, is there anything I can help you with?" the strange man asked cautiously.

Mercury was so busy sizing up the girl in front of him that he didn't notice what he was saying.

Under that intense gaze, the thin girl became somewhat reserved, or rather, frightened.

"Sir?" the strange man spoke again.

"Quiet." Mercury continued to observe, then, as if confirming something, said with a hint of uncertainty, "Introduce yourself, your background."

"...Okay." The strange man glanced back at the slave traders being slaughtered and nodded.

"She did it because a landowner in Amelica recently passed away, and his property was divided among his belongings. I had some connections, so I picked up what was left behind."

"Is she the thing you picked up to sell?" Mercury said, his tone carrying a hint of something unsettling.

The strange man shook his head and said, "Although I am a businessman and sell everything, there are some things that I can't sell. This girl's body is covered with ugly scars. The worst-case scenario is that she has encountered a pervert."

As he spoke, he glanced at Mercury almost imperceptibly, and continued, "Even I have a conscience and compassion..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mercury interrupted him.

"Alright, that's enough. Three seconds, and get the hell out of here."

After saying that, he touched the girl's head. "Come on, tell me your name."

The girl closed her eyes, but there was no beating as she remembered.

I cautiously opened my eyes.

The man standing in front of her was stroking her head and looking at her with an unfamiliar gaze.

"Is he going to pull my hair and hit me?" the girl thought.

"What's your name?" Mercury asked again.

"My name is Sylvie."

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, and she instinctively shrank her neck, trying to cover up the crisscrossing scars.

But Mercury's gaze didn't fall on those places at all; he was only staring at her face.

"Sylvie," Mercury repeated, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Sylvie was the protagonist of the first game he ever played in his previous life, and also his favorite game character, without exception.

A pitiful background, a sympathetic personality, and an appearance like that of a young animal.

When he was playing with her, he treated her like a daughter.

Mercury was surprised to find himself meeting her here, leaving him unsure whether to be happy or sad.

He wanted the girl to exist, yet he didn't want her to actually exist.

Just as he was recalling these things, footsteps approached from afar.

Returning from the cargo ship, Indra spat out his burnt-out cigar, looked at Mercury and Sylvie, and frowned slightly: "That guy, aren't you going to kill him?"

She pointed to the strange man who was leaving.

"Kill me if you want," Mercury said indifferently, only asking one question: "Do you have any cities or neighborhoods left over from the last century around here?"

Integula raised an eyebrow, raised his pistol, then lowered it, gesturing with his eyes for Accardo to deal with the man.

Only then did he answer his question.

"There's a group of buildings in London's Old City that dates back to the last century. It was originally planned to be developed into a tourist attraction, but for some reason, it didn't work out and was preserved. Why are you asking about this?"

"Buy some clothes."

Mercury took off his white fur coat and wrapped it around her thin body.

The oversized coat enveloped her completely, concealing the glaring scars.

"Koko! Where's Koko! Let's go! London, our destination!" Mercury called out, taking her hand and ignoring the girl's puzzled look.

At the cargo ship where the cargo was being unloaded, Coco's reply came immediately: "Sorry, Mercury-kun, there's a little problem here, hehe."

Integula said from the side, "Let's go in our car, and let us do our part as hosts."

"It's too crowded."

Mercury led Sylvie to the street outside the port, where a black sedan was parked.

He shoved the glass open, reached inside, opened the car door, and swiftly lifted Sylvie into the passenger seat.

He went around to the driver's seat and repeated the action.

"See you in London. Contact the Beast Group for details on the compensation for inviting me."

Seeing that the car had left only a trail of exhaust fumes behind it, Intgra could only lower her hand, wanting to keep it.

"This guy... London isn't on this road!"

……

the other side.

Inside the Red Moon Orphanage in Chiba City, Japan.

At this moment, Tomie was being forced by the old dean to read detective books.

I felt my phone vibrate, picked it up and glanced at it.

The little black dot that was showing on the tracking software was no longer drifting at sea; it had come to a steady stop in another country.

"Great Britain, huh..." Tomie stroked the snake-eye ruby ​​ring on her ring finger, revealing a charming yet dangerous smile.

"You've run so far! I'll come find you right away."

Without hesitation, I booked a plane ticket directly on my phone.

It only takes two days and one night to get there.