Crossover Anime: How a Shameless Person Lives

"What are you doing? Don't get distracted."

"!!!"

The sudden sound from behind startled Tomie, who quickly turned around to look.

Upon seeing that it was the old dean, he breathed a sigh of relief and uttered a complaint.

"Old man, why do you walk so quietly?"

"Looks like you're holding a deep grudge." The old dean laughed as if he had successfully pulled off a prank.

"You insist on making me learn this, even though I won't use it." Tomie pouted in dissatisfaction.

These detective books gave her a headache.

Unfortunately, the old dean was constantly watching over her, forcing her to keep an eye on things in order to cope.

If it were that tiger-woman Hiratsuka Shizuka, she would have hypnotized her long ago.

That's right, Tomie already knows the function of this ring.

This was all thanks to the old dean who, on the very first day of Tomie's arrival, truthfully explained the ring's function and repeatedly warned her not to use it lightly.

Will it actually be as he said?

Anyway, the old director trusted Tomie a lot. She was a good kid, just with some minor personality flaws and some extraordinary special abilities.

As for his statement to the medicine seller on his phone that it was "very serious".

I've long forgotten.

Besides, even if she's good at causing trouble, can she cause more trouble than he did when he was young?

The old dean gently tapped Tomie on the head and said earnestly, "Don't let the master down. Watch carefully, learn well, find its form, explore its truth, listen to its reasoning, and you will be able to slay all demons and monsters."

The exorcism sword is not only used to suppress Tomie, but also carries a heavy responsibility.

Speaking of the medicine seller, and recalling the heavy feeling he carried when he left, the old dean couldn't help but feel worried.

Hasn't that matter been resolved yet?

I wonder what kind of demons or monsters could have made Mr. Medicine Doctor waste so much time.

The matter concerning Shouli Village remains unresolved.

"Tsk, what does this have to do with me?" Tomie thought disdainfully to herself.

Looking at the flight tickets I had subscribed to on my phone, I planned to sneak off to the Beast Group later to get two handguns, and then head straight to the airport.

As for the security check?

A hypnotic thing.

……

Meanwhile, across the Pacific Ocean in Great Britain, dusk was gradually falling.

Mercury was driving, following behind Intgra and the others.

Not long after he started driving, he realized that he didn't seem to be familiar with the roads in Great Britain.

And the people here, how should I put it, have a very poor sense of safety.

He insisted on crossing the road even though the light was red, which resulted in his car being dented.

"Fuck you! You bunch of sons of bitches, do you have any manners at all?!" Mercury stuck his head out the window again and cursed at the guy who bumped into his car.

Running a red light and hitting his car is one thing, but lying on the ground to stage an accident is another.

Just see if he stops or not, and that's it.

"Cough... Ptooey!"

Mercury, looking slightly annoyed, pulled his head back in.

He always seemed to have some kind of culture shock when he arrived in Great Britain.

At least the Japanese are just psychologically abnormal; they still strictly adhere to certain etiquette rules.

The people here are like uncivilized savages, which is unpleasant.

Sylvie sat quietly in the passenger seat, her hands clasped together between her legs, her expression still blank, but upon closer inspection, one could still detect a faint sense of unease.

"Don't worry." Mercury noticed her unease and reached out to pat her head.

"For those cheapskates, we don't need to waste our beautiful language. We should learn to adapt to local customs. They are as ugly as the smelly sock with a hole in it that the old lady next door puts on an apple pie, aren't they?"

Sylvie looked at Mercury expressionlessly, without answering.

Perhaps they are wondering about the meaning of patting someone's head?

……

"Is this guy really reliable?" Intgra, who was driving ahead, saw Mercury hit someone again through the rearview mirror.

The veins on his forehead were bulging, and he really wanted to curse.

This guy really doesn't treat the British like human beings!

But when he thought that this guy was an ally he had invited and that he would need his help later, he swallowed back his beautiful words.

"That piece of shit! I really want to shoot a bullet through his brain and see what kind of shit is inside!"

Well, this woman isn't the type to like being bullied.

"Hehe." Acado, sitting in the passenger seat, grinned widely, a red glint flashing in his sunglasses.

"Without a doubt, this 'holy salt maker' who has traveled from afar does not place humans on the same food chain."

"All I see is a madman with no manners." Intgra's voice was filled with barely suppressed anger. "I hired him to wipe out that bunch of scum from Millennium, not to tarnish Hellsing's reputation on the streets of London."

Alucard tapped his knee lightly with his fingertips, his fangs peeking out from the corners of his mouth, and chuckled playfully: "Oh? Master, are you angry, or are you uneasy?"

He turned his head slightly, his gaze falling on the mangled car behind him.

"His smell is interesting, somewhat like those disgusting churches. I can't help but want to see what kind of person he is after he tears off his disguise."

"I have no interest in investigating his origins," Integula interrupted coldly, her gaze fixed on the dimly lit street ahead, the setting sun shining directly into her eyes.

"If he can't even do the most basic teamwork, no matter how strong he is, he's just a useless piece that could explode at any moment."

"A pawn?" Alucard scoffed, a hint of bloodthirsty anticipation in his voice. "That kind of guy will never be anyone's pawn. You'll see when you encounter a real monster."

"I hope so." Integula looked at the building in front of him, which looked like it was from the last century, and stepped on the brakes.

"arrive……"

"Bang!"

Before he could finish speaking, a loud, solid bang exploded from the rear of the car, and the entire vehicle lurched forward.

Intgra lunged forward, his forehead slamming directly onto the steering wheel, his usually cold and hard face instantly turning as black as ink.

She gritted her teeth and said, word by word, "...Mo, Qiu, Li."

The car behind, which already had a dent, had its front end dented even further.

Mercury, looking annoyed, pushed open the car door and yelled at the front:

"Hey! Can't you even drive? Did you bribe the examiner to get your license? You drive worse than my grandma's Bruce!"

He spoke with such self-righteousness as if he were the one who had been rear-ended, and his language was truly inherited from Great Britain.

Sylvie obediently got out of the car, her empty eyes glancing at the dented front of the vehicle before she stood quietly beside Mercury.

Intgra took a deep breath, his knuckles clenched until they turned white, and squeezed out through gritted teeth, "...Alucard, I want to execute him right now."

Accardo leaned back in his seat, his red eyes shining frighteningly bright behind his sunglasses.

"If that's what you're asking for."

"Never mind, I was just saying." Intgra wiped the blood from her forehead and was about to open the door to get out when she saw Mercury holding the girl's hand as he passed by her car door, muttering something under his breath.

"Come on, Sylvie, forget about these barbarians who don't even know the rules of traffic, let's go buy clothes."

Without even an apology, he swaggered towards the "antique" area.

Intgra sat in the car, remained silent for three seconds, and finally uttered only one word:

"Bugger!"