Crossover Anime: How a Shameless Person Lives

"Akado!!!"

Mercury immediately activated his expansion mode, spread his arms, looked up at the sky, and his voice under the mask was now electronic.

"You really gave me a big surprise! Hahahaha! If you hadn't insisted on attacking Tomie, I really wouldn't have wanted to kill you! Yay! ♬♬~"

Tomie, standing to the side, smirked, "Hmph, brat."

She was extremely satisfied with this answer.

Unlike before, when I would just record videos with my phone.

The only downside is that this little thing covered in ugly scars is too much of an eyesore!

Sylvie was taken aback by the gaze and lowered her head, unsure of what to do.

"Hmph." Tomie snorted coldly, giving her no kind look. She put her hands to her mouth and shouted at Mercury, "You brat! Kill that bug! Chop it into eight pieces!"

Mercury, without turning his head, beckoned to Alucard upon hearing the voice.

"Did you hear that? You annoying dog, in the end, you're just a loser. You were played with when you were young, beheaded when you were middle-aged, and even after you became a vampire, your wife ran off with someone else and you were humiliated on the ground."

How pathetic! Your whole life is a tragedy. Speaking of which, how did you acquire your abilities? I'm incredibly curious!

Mercury's words were undeniably weighty.

Strangely, Accardo did not fly into a rage, did not retaliate, and did not even show the slightest anger.

The body, covered in countless eyes, slowly spread out, staining the ground crimson once more, before colliding with Mercury's salt tide.

"It's no use, don't you understand? My system is superior to yours."

Mercury tilted his head, not understanding why Alucard, with 500 years of experience, would do something useless.

"You're right, it's all true. The boy was enslaved, the middle-aged were tortured, and after becoming a monster, even the so-called bonds were nothing but a joke."

He raised his head and looked at Mercury again, his eyes filled with madness.

"You've hit the nail on the head about something I've kept hidden for five hundred years, something I haven't even dared to face myself."

"Oh, so you're going to play the emotional card?" Mercury's voice was still cheerful, but his eyes under the mask began to brew emotions.

Accardo did not answer, but stared at Mercury.

"You and I are very similar. I could tell from the beginning that we were both dissatisfied with the world, both of us were hiding things we didn't want to admit, and both of us used masks to cover up our true selves."

"No? What are you babbling about?" Mercury's head was full of question marks, and his voice unconsciously rose.

How did a fight turn into a discussion about psychology?

I hope I don't actually let myself break down.

That'll be a lot of fun later.

Alucard remained unmoved, continuing his monologue, his voice growing louder, "The real battle has only just begun! You're happy too, aren't you! After all, you've found a way to vent!"

Instantly, Mercury fell silent, silently removing his mask, his face extremely gloomy.

"I'm not happy at all, not at all."

He repeated it, his voice growing even lower.

"I don't like killing, I don't like seeing vampires, ghouls and the like, I don't even like this world."

As soon as he finished speaking, the breeze around them stopped and changed direction.

A sense of sadness suddenly arose in the surroundings.

Tomie was startled from behind.

This was the first time she had seen Mercury like this—not the mischievous, lazy younger brother, but a beast stripped of its shell, revealing its most vulnerable interior.

This guy... is definitely showing off.

Sylvie also quietly raised her head, her big eyes staring at him without blinking, her little hands clenching even tighter.

The crimson shadows around Alucard surged gently, and countless eyes watched him silently, without mockery, only a resonance that spanned five hundred years.

"I founded the Beast Group, fooling around at school and putting on a show of living a life of debauchery, simply because... I'd go crazy if I didn't find something to do."

"Or have I gone mad, which is why I'm ignoring those things?!"

The moment the smile bloomed on Mercury's face, the surrounding air pressure dropped to its lowest point.

"Look," he said, spreading his hands, the fine salt pouring from his palms like quicksand, "I can't even tell where this came from. The so-called gift is just my guess."

The crimson shadow surrounding Accardo suddenly paused, and for the first time, an emotion called "shock" appeared in his eyes that covered his entire body.

He understood what was behind that smile.

That was the collapse of self-awareness.

"I see..." Alucard murmured, "This is your true 'mask'."

At that moment, it seemed as if the two of them had truly locked eyes.

Just then, Tomie chuckled, breaking the suffocating heaviness.

"Keep pretending."

She crossed her arms, stepped forward, stood beside Mercury, and tightly gripped his neck.

His words were both venomous and direct, shattering the emotions Mercury had just prepared.

"Hey, that's enough, you brat."

"Are you putting on a melodramatic show here? It's the middle of the day, and it makes me want to throw up."

The deep, heavy, and self-analytical atmosphere on Mercury's face was completely shattered by Tomie's barrage of words.

His lips twitched, and he said helplessly, "Isn't this just fooling this idiot? Wasn't I handsome just now?"

Upon hearing this, Tomie tightened her grip even more, her tone filled with utter disdain.

"Handsome? Handsome my foot! So pretentious!"

"Your usual arrogant and domineering self is a hundred times more attractive than this. Stop trying to play the brokenness card with me; who are you trying to disgust!"

She released her grip and shoved Mercury aside, then turned to Accardo with a harsh tone.

"And you, you old, immortal vampire, you start empathizing with everyone just because someone said a few words? He's just teasing you, can't you tell!"

Accardo froze abruptly, his eyes blinking rapidly, clearly not having reacted yet.

He had lived for five hundred years, and had seen everything from betrayal and beheading to imprisonment.

Today, however, a little brat used a lame trick of pretending to be emo to precisely hit my weak spot.

Was that soul-stirring resonance just now all an act?

"Otherwise what? You really think I'm as sentimental as you?" Mercury gave him the middle finger, took out his phone, and took a close-up picture of him.

"How was it? Pretty good acting, right? ♬♬~"

Tomie chimed in, "His acting is absolutely terrible; only this old man would believe him."

"Tsk, who knew this thing would have such a strong sense of empathy? It's hilarious."

"Hahahaha!" X2.

The breeze began to blow again, forming a vortex.

The somber atmosphere gradually faded, leaving only a lonely old man bewildered in the wind.

Accardo: "..."