Crossover Anime: This is not pure love at all

Before the two flight attendants blocking their way could even react, Kuroe Minoru casually waved them aside like flies, sending them staggering back several steps.

Immediately afterwards, Kuroe grabbed Yamamoto's collar and lifted him off the ground like a chick.

"You, you let me go! You're committing a crime! Miss, please save me!" Butler Yamamoto struggled, his feet dangling in the air, his face pale.

"Sir, please calm down!"

Ogiwara Sayu was also frightened by Kuroe Minoru's sudden act of violence. Her face turned pale, and she didn't know what to say.

Kuroe didn't even glance at her. "Old hag."

"Do you think that as long as you stubbornly deny it, and once we're on the ground with the Ogiwara family's influence involved, I won't be able to do anything to you?"

"You...you mustn't do anything rash! Let me tell you, the Ogiwara family's influence in Hokkaido..."

"Snap!"

The crisp sound of bones cracking echoed clearly throughout the cabin.

"Hmm hmm hmm uh ah ah ah ah ah!"

Yamamoto the butler let out a foul snort because one of his arms had been snapped off by Kuroe Minoru!

As Hei Jiangxi has said, he has never shown any kindness towards scum like this.

"Uh, uh ah ah."

After his arm was broken, he was pushed to the ground. Daisuke Yamamoto stared wide-eyed, his eyes filled with rage, at his deformed and twisted arm.

And with the intense pain that almost made him faint on the spot, how could he possibly have any intention of acting?

The resentment in Daisuke Yamamoto's eyes was almost overflowing.

But he dared not look at Kuroe Minoru with that gaze, for fear that this god of death would go berserk again and break his other arm as well.

He was like a toad with a broken hand, lying on the ground in a sorry state, only daring to cast his resentful gaze at the floor.

"I'm asking you one last time."

Kuroe Minoru lowered his head and looked coldly at Yamamoto Daisuke.

"Who exactly is the kidnapper?"

In the current situation, it's best not to confront the other party head-on.

It's not too late to explain to the young master when we get back to the mansion.

Daisuke Yamamoto thought to himself, then could only force himself to say through the excruciating pain, "It was...it was me who colluded with...with the yakuza..."

"We...we forged...the young master's voice...to lure the young lady back..."

"Trick them into giving it back..."

When it came to the most important part, Daisuke Yamamoto hesitated for a moment.

However, the hesitation in his eyes was noticed by Kuroe Minoru, who had been watching him closely.

He immediately snorted coldly, controlled his strength, and then stomped down heavily!

"Hmph hmph hmph ah ah ah ah—"

Daisuke Yamamoto let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Is someone from Shimokitazawa who smells so bad?

A hint of annoyance appeared on Kuroe Minoru's face.

He just stepped on his hand; anyone who didn't know better would have thought he stepped on something else!

The hard sole stomped down hard the instant.

"Click!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out; although the sound was not loud, it was clear enough for those around to hear it clearly.

But the passengers in the cabin didn't dare to utter a sound as they watched this scene.

Even Ogiwara Sayu, who had previously intended to stop Kuroe Minoru, was now just standing there, stunned and not daring to step forward.

"Trick, trick them into giving it back?"

The worry in Ogiwara Sayu's eyes turned into deep doubt at this moment.

She didn't think that such a fluent and smooth delivery without a single stutter could be something the housekeeper had made up on the spot.

Even if it's made up.

Mr. Yamamoto is such a con artist!

After thinking it all through, Ogiwara Sayu slowly lowered her hands, which she had been trying to use to stop them, and stood quietly in the crowd, observing.

She wants to wait and see before making a decision.

……

Meanwhile, in the midst of the crowd, Daisuke Yamamoto's hell continued.

Daisuke Yamamoto had completely broken down at this moment. Any acting skills or scheming became a joke in the face of this series of almost cruel physical tortures.

His lips trembled as he confessed everything haltingly.

It turns out that the Ogiwara family patriarch's illness was not as serious as Yamamoto had told the young lady.

The reason he tricked Sayu into coming back was because the patriarch of the Ogiwara family recently planned to amend his will, reducing the share of the inheritance originally reserved for the eldest son to an equal division.

How can this be allowed?

Daisuke Yamamoto served the Ogiwara family for twenty years. He was gentle, kind, and easy to control. Now that the eldest son has been appointed chairman of the group, he has been whispering in the old master's ear a lot.

Now that the inheritance has been reduced, wouldn't most of the money that originally belonged to the eldest son and the Yamamoto family be given to this little girl at a lower price?

So he hatched a plan and joined forces with the Hokkaido Yakuza organization with which he had long been involved, intending to use Sayu as leverage to force the Ogiwara family patriarch to sign an agreement that would be favorable to him.

Then they can use the excuse that it's for the young master's own good and gain his trust.

At most, they will only be labeled as blindly loyal.

That's all.

After saying all this, Daisuke Yamamoto seemed to have lost all his strength and ability, lying on the ground like a dead old dog, with no trace of his previous shrewdness and cunning.

"..."

After listening, Kuroe Minoru remained silent for two seconds.

Then he looked down at his hands, then looked up at the mess in the cabin, the several burly men on the ground whose fates were unknown, and Yamamoto lying on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

Ok.

That's a bit too much.

Kuroe rubbed his temples and took a deep breath.

With his current physique and skills, as long as he doesn't go berserk and recklessly unleash his full power, dealing with ordinary people like this only requires him to move his fingers.

The reason he made Yamamoto into this state was because he was genuinely upset.

After all, this old man is disgusting. He takes advantage of other people's trust to stab them in the back. Kuroe despises this kind of person the most.

……

The matter concerning the Ogiwara family has been settled.

Should I call it flat? It doesn't seem so.

Kuroe Minoru thought to himself with a hint of unease.

After all, he only gave them a beating on the spur of the moment, and then handed them over to the police after getting off the plane. The main reason he did this was to clear his name of intentional assault.

"Um... excuse me..."

Just then, a sweet, bell-like voice suddenly rang out behind Kuroe Minoru.

He looked over upon hearing the sound.

Brown hair, fair skin, and a D-cup...

That's right, after he got off the plane, a little tail followed him.

Ogiwara Sayu, wearing a beige wool coat and pulling a small suitcase, followed less than five meters behind him.

Seeing Kuroe Minoru suddenly turn her head, Sayu lowered her head somewhat awkwardly, like a startled little rabbit.

"If it was just to express your gratitude, you've already thanked them several times. Now you can go back and let your parents know you're safe."

Although Kuroe felt some sympathy for Sayu, he didn't want to get into trouble.

Sayu bit her lip. "I've already called home!"

"Is that so?"

Kuroe didn't ask any further questions. Whether the other person went back or not was their own business, and he couldn't be bothered to interfere.

So he started walking towards his destination again; the hotel Yukino had booked for him was still a little distance away.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Seeing that Kuroe was about to leave, Sayu quickly pulled his suitcase and quickened his pace.

"Wait, wait... wait for me..."