Crossover Anime: How a Shameless Person Lives

On the other hand, while Koko was pursuing Unouchi, what about Kasumigaoka Utaha, the workaholic of the Beast Group?

At this moment, our Kasumigaoka Utaha is sitting in the back row of the classroom at Toyonosaki Academy.

On one hand, they face the pressure of the college entrance examination in their senior year of high school, and on the other hand, they face the increasingly chaotic integration within the Beast Group.

A pile of documents was spread out in front of him, and he held a pen in his hand, writing densely on them.

"Damn it! Mercury, you drunkard! All you know is exploiting the people like a bloodsucker! You should be hanged from a lamppost!"

"And then there's that lazy, good-for-nothing Takatsuki-sensei teacher! I want to write novels too! Ugh, so annoying!"

He muttered curses under his breath, but his hands never stopped making statistics.

Occasionally, curious students would peek at her, but they were frightened away by her demonic appearance.

After finally finishing up the expansion report of the Beast Group, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief. She took out her lunchbox and went to the rooftop.

As soon as I came up, I saw the blond girl sitting next to the rooftop.

"I'm saying, instead of going to eat, are you sitting here preparing to jump off a building?"

These words seemed to trigger some kind of switch, and Eriri jumped down without hesitation after hearing them!

「Σ(っ°Д °;)っ」

Forget about being sarcastic, Kasumigaoka Utaha instantly dropped her lunchbox and pulled out something that looked like a flashlight from behind her back.

With a swing of her arm, the whip-like Quinque wrapped around Eriri as she fell.

He grabbed the top with both hands and pulled her up with a jerk.

He sprinted forward like a 100-meter dash, grabbed her shoulders, and yelled, "Are you stupid?! Why did you try to commit suicide?!"

"what?"

Eriri, whose eyes had been vacant, slowly came back to her senses and the first thing she saw was Kasumi, the fat old man, grabbing her collar.

"What are you doing!?"

"What did I do? Do you know you almost died if it weren't for me!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha was so angry she almost laughed. How dare this thing question her?

"What do you mean, 'died'? I don't understand what you're saying."

Eriri silently pried her hands off, looked around, and realized that she had actually gone from the classroom to the rooftop.

But I have absolutely no recollection of how it came about!

"I... how did I get here?" Her throat tightened and her face turned deathly pale, cold sweat beading on her forehead.

"You don't remember?" Kasumigaoka Utaha's tone was serious. "Think carefully, what strange places have you been to recently, or what strange things have you encountered?"

As the head of the Beast Group, she has encountered at least eighty to a hundred paranormal reports.

I've come to a profound realization: for anything that can't be explained by science, we should first categorize it into different categories before making any further conclusions!

"Hey, what kind of tone is that? I'm not a criminal." Faced with an accusatory tone, Eriri miraculously suppressed her fear. "And could you please let go of me? It hurts!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha was genuinely amused by the situation. She took a deep breath and told herself that there was no need to argue with an idiot.

Eriri also realized just how foolish she had been.

But she couldn't bring herself to apologize, so she could only vaguely change the subject: "I don't know what's strange about it. If there's anything strange, it can only be that haunted house I went to with my friends."

"A haunted house?"

"It's the famous haunted house in Tokyo."

"That haunted house in Nerima Ward, Tokyo, where people are rumored to die within seven days of entering?"

"It's that place, it seems like ever since I came out of there, I can always feel a cat meowing, and when I'm sleeping, there's always a gaze on me..."

As she spoke, Eriri belatedly realized what was happening.

Could I really have encountered a ghost?!

"Wasn't that area sealed off? How did you even get in?!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha clearly remembers that she herself submitted the blockade document to the government!

The things inside are probably something even the Beast Group wouldn't want to mess with!

"I just... I walked in like that, and I didn't see any guards."

Seeing her clueless expression, Kasumigaoka Utaha rubbed her temples wearily: "Alright, now's not the time to talk about this. I'll take you to see an exorcist first."

Send a message to your family first, then we'll head out.

Seeing that Old Fatty Xia was going to such lengths to help her, Eriri bit her little tiger teeth and turned her head away.

"Th-thank you."

Seeing her like this for the first time, Kasumigaoka Utaha's sense of urgency dissipated somewhat.

"What did you say?"

"I said! Let's go quickly! That's it!"

Eriri, her face flushed and slightly agitated, hurriedly ran downstairs.

"Tsk, troublesome."

Kasumigaoka Utaha took out her phone, found the contact person with the name Takatsuki Sen-sensei in the contact list, and called.

……

There are two sides to this.

While Kasumigaoka Utaha was frantically searching for Eriri after she got into trouble, the staff guarding the haunted house were also bewildered.

What does it mean that even with their 24-hour watch, several young girls still managed to sneak into the haunted house?

What do you mean by "one of them is the daughter of a British diplomat"?

And she also has a friend who is the head of the Beast Group?

Faced with the questioning from their superiors and the irrefutable evidence of the surveillance video, everyone fell silent.

No one can answer this question.

It wasn't until the legendary cannon fodder, Kato Taka, spoke up: "Is it possible that something is interfering with our perception?"

"That's not important; the higher-ups are demanding that we remedy the situation immediately."

Kato Taka: "How can we fix this?"

"Go in and investigate the anomaly."

Kato Taka: "Isn't this sending us to our deaths?!"

"You're right." The officer, who had a scar on his face, took out a walkie-talkie.

"Groups two and three, everyone assemble here."

"Group Two received."

After waiting a few seconds, not a single person from any of the three groups responded.

"Group three, everyone assemble here!"

There was still no response. Just as the scarred officer urged him again, the walkie-talkie crackled a few times.

It sounded like a bone being dislocated.

The scarred captain frowned, and just as he put the walkie-talkie to his ear, a piercing scream came from it!

"Captain! Run!"