Crossover Anime: How a Shameless Person Lives

Neon lights in Tokyo, inside the Prime Minister's residence.

Fujiwara Daichi, Keiji, Shinomiya, and a host of people who could control the fate of the entire country gathered together.

The Shinomiya zaibatsu, which is known as the heart of the nation, could only sit at the very end.

"You've all seen that video, right?" Fujiwara Daichi, sitting on the far right, spoke first.

The video he was referring to was, of course, the one from London Airport.

The video inexplicably appeared on the desk of a high-ranking Japanese official, much clearer than the one sent back by spies, as if it had been filmed at close range at great personal risk.

Everyone fell silent; no one spoke first.

Of course they watched the video; that's why they found it incredible.

Mercury, an immortal vampire with near-invincible defense.

This shocked them even more than the last time they saw the fire tornado that blotted out the sky; it even terrified them.

At least the former group has some means of countermeasures.

The latter's shamelessness is their nightmare.

"Can we kill him using high temperature or ultrasound?" The youngest representative was the first to speak.

His opening remarks shocked everyone present.

"Nonsense!" Qi Er slammed his hand on the table, puffing out his beard and glaring at him. "You're going too far!"

Even putting everything else aside, just because of Edogawa Ranpo, he wouldn't allow anyone to do that!

"really."

Fujiwara Daichi scrolled to the very end of the video, to the point when Mercury's expression darkened.

He began to analyze, "Do you see clearly? The 'salt,' which was originally slowly eroding everything, is now extending outwards at a speed of 50 meters per second. Assuming it can extend indefinitely, how long do you think it would take to destroy a city?"

Or perhaps this gaze is limited in scope; given the speed he's displaying, how long can Tokyo hold him off if he wants to advance?

Upon hearing this, the room fell silent.

Sitting at the very end, the four palace eunuchs gripped the armrests tightly, their knuckles turning white.

He recognized Mercury, or rather, he had seen his information.

The founder of the Beast Group.

It was also the same group that his daughter had always wanted to acquire.

Upon receiving the video, he immediately sent it to the Beast Group through Kaguya Shinomiya.

I hope there's nothing offensive about this.

"10 minutes."

Without waiting for anyone's reply, Fujiwara Daichi tapped the screen, magnifying Mercury's extremely gloomy profile.

"Expanding at a rate of fifty meters per second, it will cover thirty kilometers in ten minutes."

"It only takes ten minutes for an ordinary urban area to be covered by his 'salt'."

"If he wants to move, it's not to expand, but to advance."

"At the speed just demonstrated, advancing in a circular pattern, starting from the Tokyo Bay coast, destroying Tokyo would only require..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over every tense face in the room.

"One hour."

"The entire city of Tokyo will be turned into a white wasteland, a dead land where not a single speck of dust will remain, beneath his feet."

After he finished speaking, the people who had attended the previous small meeting all looked at Qi Er in unison.

Since taking a hard approach is risky, let's take a softer one.

Meanwhile, Keiji, the protagonist of the Resurrection Sword, lowered his head and counted the ants on the ground.

Ants in my imagination.

……

Great Britain.

Mercury, who was sleeping with Tomie in his arms, suddenly shivered and subconsciously glanced at the time.

5: 30.

Then he touched his pants.

It's intact, there's no sticky stuff, and my back doesn't hurt.

"Right, nothing like that happened yesterday." Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Mercury breathed a sigh of relief.

It was all a dream.

Strangely enough, ever since he came to Great Britain, he has been having dreams from time to time.

Sometimes I dream of strange tentacles, sometimes I dream of... whirlpools.

The person in my arms suddenly moved slightly.

The next second, Tomie slowly opened her eyes, her eyes, which always held a seductive charm, were now veiled with sleepiness.

Her gaze landed precisely on his face.

"What are you saying so early in the morning?" Tomie complained.

She gently rubbed his back with her hand.

It seems they want to have a big fight right there.

"Stop fooling around, Xiao hope is still here." Mercury stopped her from continuing to lower her hand.

He didn't want to act like an animal in heat in front of people.

"What's so special about that kid?" Tomie asked, glancing at Sylvie, who was fast asleep on the other side of the sofa, her eyes gleaming.

She really couldn't understand what was so special about this kid.

It's incredible that it could make that beast Mercury so concerned.

"It's special, isn't it? Well, that's quite amazing." Mercury buried his head in Tomie's chest.

Although not as majestic as Mother Winter, it has its own unique charm.

At least it will make him wake up from a nap and not go looking for alcohol.

"Where is God?" Tomie asked softly, draping her thigh over him.

"It's a secret." Mercury closed his eyes again, still half asleep. "Don't bully her, just to save me face."

As mentioned earlier, he views the world through a filter.

To him, ordinary people are not much different from NPCs.

Those characters in the story are the actors who are on the table and can be remembered.

When Mercury looks at them, he applies the same personality traits he displays in a stage play.

The arrogance commonly referred to as having a God's-eye view.

But are a character's personality really unchanging?

He knew the answer to that question very well.

"That's ridiculous." Tomie neither agreed nor disagreed.

She simply hugged him tighter, her breathing gradually slowing down, as if she were about to fall asleep again.

Just as the atmosphere between the two became languid again...

"Knock knock knock!"

A knock on the door suddenly rang out.

Upon hearing the sound, Mercury immediately released Tomie, turned around, covered his head with the pillow, and pushed her down.

"I'm too lazy to go."

"Okay, you go to sleep first."

Tomie gritted her teeth and, considering how close he had come to depression yesterday, decided to let it go this time.

I straightened my clothes and then opened the door.

What comes into view is a bronze-skinned blonde... a mature woman?

"What a disgusting outfit." Tomie curled her lip in disgust as she looked at the man in the suit opposite her.

What kind of outfit is this?

And her skin was bronze, and her face didn't look like a woman's.

That's disgusting!

"Looks like you had a good day yesterday."

With her arms crossed, Indra's sharp eyes spotted Mercury sleeping in the room, clutching a pillow, and the red wine on the table.

What a jerk! She didn't even drink this red wine!

"Hehe, my time is limited, you tomboy." Tomie rubbed her eyes, as if looking at her for even a second longer was torture for her eyes.

"Your Majesty the Queen wishes to see you in person." Integula ignored Tomie's sarcasm and stated her purpose clearly.

"The Empress?"

Tomie seemed to have heard something funny, and a contemptuous smile appeared on her face. "Who do we have here? A British empress, daring to disturb my and Mercury's sleep so early in the morning?"

Want to see us? Let her wait there.

boom!

The door was right next to his nose, and there was also Integula's gloomy face.

That's incredibly arrogant!

How arrogant!

They really don't treat Great Britain like human beings!

In comparison, Mercury is merely shameless in character, which is actually quite comforting.