Crossover Anime: How a Shameless Person Lives

"Hehehehehe!"

Yoshimura Eto, in his enormous Kakuja form, gritted his teeth and ran wildly through the streets, smashing everything in his path to pieces.

His single eye swept across the surroundings, revealing the fiery explosions of the residential building and the continuous, ear-piercing sounds of explosions.

The explosions, both near and far, erupted from the center of the neighborhood, from the end of the road, and from the neighboring alleyways, making the glass windows buzz.

Several out-of-control private cars crashed into the guardrail, their front ends twisted and deformed instantly, and fuel leaks ignited the cars, sending flames soaring into the sky.

Further away at the intersection, high-voltage power lines were knocked to the ground, crackling and electrocuting a group of people.

"That's outrageous, hahaha!"

Soon, Yoshimura Eto withdrew his gaze, flicked his tongue, and ran off like a wild beast.

She needs to go to the orphanage as soon as possible; something so serious has happened, who knows…

"roar!"

Just as she was thinking this, a deafening roar rang out from the collapsed road ahead, and a huge black shadow suddenly burst out of the ground.

That's not even a normal biological form!

On the bloated, festering torso, hundreds of vertical pupils gleaming with a grayish light were densely packed together. Several thick, slimy tentacles burst open from below the body, casually sweeping away two cars and turning them into scrap metal.

It had no blind spots; almost the instant Yoshimura Eto appeared, all eyes locked onto this violent aura, and several tentacles, tearing through the air, lashed out fiercely.

"Hehehehehe! Get out of here!!!"

Yoshimura Eto let out a low, angry laugh, and his ghoul-transformed giant body rammed straight into the monster's body without the slightest pause.

The distorted ball of flesh instantly shattered into pieces!

Without slowing her pace, she continued running towards the outskirts of Chiba City amidst the flames and explosions.

Only the monster's remains remained behind them, still twitching and writhing unconsciously.

……

Red Moon Orphanage.

Matsuzaka Satou, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened her eyes.

His left hand transformed into a sharp blade as he warily surveyed his surroundings.

"Sugar?" Xiao Zuo was still unaware of what had happened. He separated a finger, and an eye grew from the tip of it. He looked at her in confusion.

"It seems like... I had a dream?"

Seeing that it was the familiar dormitory, Matsuzaka Satou relaxed a little and her eyes drifted to Kasugano Sora, who was lying on the table.

He stepped forward and took off his coat to cover her.

How could she suddenly fall asleep?

Thinking this, she pushed open the door and went out.

"There's a familiar scent, it's Mercury and Tomie!" Xiao Zuo suddenly looked towards the old director's house.

She sensed it; they were back!

"Tch, what are these two doing back here again?" Matsuzaka Satou's face darkened instantly.

His tone was full of impatience and wariness. He subconsciously took half a step back towards the dormitory door, his gaze sweeping over Kasugano Sora, who was still fast asleep.

Xiao Zuo's tentacles gently wrapped around her neck, while the small eyes at the top of them stared intently in the direction of the old director's room.

"Why don't we go back to our rooms and go to sleep?" Xiao Zuo suggested.

Matsuzaka Satou frowned even more deeply.

……

Inside the old dean's room.

Mercury, Tomie, and Ahtori sat in the small room, the atmosphere heavy, and no one spoke.

"Who could it be..." Mercury leaned back in his chair, his mind replaying the monsters that could induce dreams.

"Junji Ito's long dream? No, this is a long dream that begins after one has fallen asleep; even then, the entire city cannot fall asleep instantly."

"The Sandman? Another version of myself in my dream... No!"

"Sarutomo...no! Kayako...is a suspect, Sadako...is a weaker suspect."

An unknown demon? Or some unknown urban legend?

Or perhaps...the past?

Mercury mentally checked each one, finding very few that met the criteria, and none that perfectly matched.

However, anything that can plunge an entire city into a coma must possess immense spiritual power.

But whether it's an urban legend, an unknown demon, or some bullshit from the past.

Their relationship had long since escalated to a point of no return.

There is no room for easing tensions.

At worst, we'll just take them one by one and crush them! We'll sink the entire Japanese nation!

Sitting opposite him, Butterfly watched as the items around him gradually assimilated into fine salt, her compound eyes darting around.

What kind of ability is this?

Assimilation? Erosion? Matter rewriting?

Seven or eight compound eyes were squeezed together at the slightly open corner of the right eye, moving back and forth, carefully observing everything.

Tomie, standing beside him, gently fiddled with her hair, glancing at the old director every now and then.

It's still asleep. Could it really be permanent?

The thought flashed through Tomie's mind, her breathing became more rapid, and she impatiently tapped the table with her fingers.

Each of the three was preoccupied with their own thoughts, and none of them were in the mood for idle chatter.

Just then, the door was gently pushed open a crack, and Matsuzaka Satou's face appeared in the doorway.

The blade in his left hand still gleamed coldly as he glanced at the three people in the room. "I thought it was someone else who had returned, but it's just the two of you."

Her gaze deliberately swept past the butterfly, focusing only on Mercury and Tomie, without taking a single step forward, remaining guard at the door.

That way, if the other party suddenly attacks her, she can dodge it.

As for why he would hit himself for no reason, it can only be said that he was traumatized by Mercury.

However, Mercury only glanced at her before lowering his head and turning the unintentionally assimilated salt into tiny figures to play with.

Tomie, however, paused her tapping on the table and switched to taunting mode.

"Little one, this isn't a place where you can call the shots. Do we need to report back to you?"

"I don't want to argue with you about this. What's wrong with the old headmaster?" Matsuzaka Satou looked at the old headmaster who was still sleeping and gradually realized the problem.

She was speaking so loudly, how could the old director not wake up?

"It's none of your business. Go play your awesome yuri game. It's an adult affair, kids shouldn't meddle." Tomie's words were even more infuriating this time, looking at her with arrogance and disdain.

These words made Matsuzaka Satou's face turn completely cold, and a surge of emotion began to rise behind her.

"What? You want to kill me?" Tomie sneered, stroked the ring, glanced at the old headmaster, and then chose to pick up the exorcism sword.

Reddish lines appeared on his face and arms, and his hair gradually turned crimson.

The two were at loggerheads, and the atmosphere was tense and ready to explode.

Just then, an old and hoarse voice slowly rang out, breaking the sharp confrontation in the room.

"What's all the noise about... it's so lively."

Everyone froze, and the arguing stopped abruptly.

Their gazes turned to the bed in unison.

At this moment, the old dean lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes. His voice was calm, but a single sentence suppressed all his anger.

"Put away your skills, and... what exactly happened?"

Just by observing everyone's state, the old dean, a master detective, could deduce that something must have happened.