Crossover Anime: How a Shameless Person Lives

"here?"

"Yes, this is it."

"Sure?"

"Let's begin."

"OK."

Inside the room, the old dean and Yoshimura Ete pushed away the old cabinet and pointed to the floor below.

Be careful not to break it.

"it is good."

Yoshimura Ai nodded, instantly activating her Hell Mode, her body pressing directly against the ceiling.

Then, dig directly into the ground with both hands.

Soon, a five-meter-deep hole appeared in the ground, and a red wooden board was clearly visible.

……

Outside the room.

Matsuzaka Sugar stood in the doorway, looking warily at Mercury and Tomie.

The old dean said that these two people cannot be allowed in.

We must not let them know what's inside.

"Damn! Tomie, look, the old man is openly keeping an eye on you." Mercury pointed to the closed door and joked.

"They're fucking keeping an eye on you!" Tomie retorted irritably, her eyes constantly glancing inside.

The two exchanged a glance and slowly moved forward.

They knew that the old dean must have something good.

"No one else can handle this thing!"

"The old man's inheritance is mine!"

They both thought the same thing at the same time.

The next second, Matsuzaka Sugar extended her tentacles and aimed them at the two of them.

"stop!"

Mercury completely ignored her, and immediately wilted after just glancing at Xiao Zuo.

Without Kozue's suppression, Matsuzaka Satou struggled to even suppress the parasites, let alone control their attacks.

I managed to hold onto the wall to keep from falling.

"Ha, I still need to practice."

Before Mercury could even step forward, he was pulled into a soft embrace.

"What?" Mercury turned around and glared at Yuki-onna, Shin-fuyu.

"No, baby, be good~"

Snow Woman held him in one arm and stroked his head with the other.

The tone was very gentle.

She could tell that Mercury just wanted to tease the pink-haired girl.

Of course, it's also possible that he genuinely wanted to see how much Ranpo had in his legacy.

Seeing this, Tomie stopped sneaking peeks at the old dean's inheritance and grabbed Mercury's arm, trying to pull him out of the cow's embrace.

"You cow, you're talking disgustingly now."

As winter deepened, the Snow Woman's eyebrows curved into a smile, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. She tightened her grip on Mercury's arm, and a chill seeped out from her sleeves.

"I can't pretend I didn't hear that. You'd better watch your mouth."

A chill instantly spread through the courtyard, a fine layer of white frost condensed on the surface of the paving stones, and the air became bone-chillingly cold.

If her friends weren't here, given her personality, she would have given in to Tomie.

But the Yuki-onna, being a great yokai, didn't want to lose face in front of her friends.

Ironically, Tomie doesn't care whether you lose face or not.

They won't give you any face at all.

"What? Did I hit the nail on the head? You're just a mistress, who gave you permission to be so arrogant!"

Her right hand gripped the hilt of the exorcism sword, and red patterns faintly appeared, the temperature beginning to rise.

"Don't get me wrong, the first one was mine, you're the challenger."

"You really dare to say that! A mere block of ice! Wouldn't Mercury freeze to death if he went in? Or are you saying that freezing little Mercury will make you comfortable for a few more hours? You really only think of yourself."

"you!"

The two were locked in a fierce confrontation, their auras clashing, and two opposing forces, one cold and one hot, exploded in the courtyard.

……

"Oh~ Natsume, look! It's a scene of carnage."

"Nyanko-sensei, let me go! We'll start fighting if this continues!"

Natsume pushed Nyanko-sensei's head, trying to get him to loosen his clothes.

How come everything was fine just now, and suddenly they're about to start fighting?

The cat teacher clung tightly to Natsume's clothes, using its weight to drag him along. "You're not allowed to go! You'd be missing out on a rare spectacle like this! Besides, those guys are all ruthless; you'll only get caught in the crossfire if you go. Just stay put and watch the show!"

"Teacher, please don't make things worse at this time," Natsume said helplessly.

"It's been a long time since I've felt this lively," Sanxiao remarked, sitting on a stone bench and taking a sip of black tea. "Feelings are really straightforward and lively; compared to the tranquility of the mountains and forests, it has a unique charm."

"I'm glad the guests like it." Fengdie was also sitting on the stone table, with two small ones hiding behind her.

"Speaking of which, you're not a monster, are you?" Sanxiao looked at Fengdie, staring at the cracked eye on her right cheek and the tentacles on her right arm.

He did not sense any demonic energy from this person.

The butterfly smiled without saying a word, simply continuing to drink its black tea.

"Squeak—"

As the wooden door was opened, the noise in the yard came to an abrupt halt.

A deep, heavy thud as the door opened suddenly rang out.

Everyone looked towards the door at the same time.

The old dean slowly walked out of the house, followed by Yoshimura Eto, who had returned to her original form.

"Natsume, come here." The old headmaster beckoned to Natsume, holding a jade-shaped magatama pendant and a scarecrow that looked rather ominous.

The cat teacher seemed to recognize the item and exclaimed, "You little brat, you even have the Yasakani no Magatama!"

"It's just a copy."

That's what he said, but the old dean couldn't hide the smile on his face.

Even for him, this replica of the Yasakani no Magatama was his most treasured "divine artifact" from his youth.

These are seven items that Reiko won from a deity.

Aside from the six I used when I was younger, this is my last remaining stock.

And that scarecrow, Reiko also won it from a deity.

There were two in total, and he lost one.

Ignoring everyone's gaze, the old headmaster handed the magatama and the scarecrow to Natsume, solemnly warning him, "Drip your blood on them. The magatama can make you die once in your place, and the scarecrow will prevent your soul from leaving your body."

Natsume paused slightly, looking at the two objects in his palm, one warm and one cold, and then hesitated before glancing at the old dean.

"Do as instructed." The old director's tone left no room for argument. "Of all the people here, only you need this."

The old dean's meaning was clear: only you are trying to show off and act like some kind of savior.

Upon hearing this, Natsume no longer hesitated, bit his fingertip, and two drops of blood fell onto the magatama and the scarecrow respectively.