Crossover Anime: The King of Time? Actually, He's a Slacker!

Da...da...da da.

In the dimly lit backstage corridor, only the emergency exit sign glowed faintly green. Kitahara Iori and Imamura Kohei ran with all their might, looking utterly disheveled. Behind them, the unhurried footsteps echoed, one after another, like a death countdown.

"Hurry, hurry up! Chisa is coming, Chisa is coming!!!" Kitahara Iori's face was pale and her legs were trembling uncontrollably.

"Why are you dragging me along if you're just going to run away!" Kohei Imamura clearly felt the murderous aura getting closer and closer, and nervously swallowed.

"Just give up and die, don't drag innocent people down with you!"

"Wasn't it you who gave me the bad idea?" Iori suddenly grabbed his collar and started cursing.

"Don't even think about leaving me unscathed!"

"You bastard..."

As the two were blaming each other, a muffled "bang" suddenly came from behind them. They froze and mechanically turned around.

In the darkness at the end of the passage, Chisa Kotegawa stood there.

Her face was expressionless, her eyes glowing red, as if a demon god had descended to earth. The solid metal baseball bat in her hand dragged on the ground, leaving a trail of sparks. The cold light reflected her murderous figure, sending chills down one's spine.

"Eee-yaa ...

The two screamed and fled into a room in a panic. They then braced their backs against the door, cold sweat dripping from their chins, barely daring to breathe.

"You two..." Looking at the two uninvited guests, Hachiman Hikigaya's dead fish eyes showed a puzzled expression.

"What's going on?"

"Hachiman, it's Hachiman!" Iori burst into tears of joy.

"No, we're not that close. Don't call me by my name." Hachiman sensed danger and took a step back without making a sound.

"The student council president is here too, yay... We're saved!" Kohei instantly relaxed, collapsing to the ground as if all his strength had been drained.

"I have a feeling you've encountered something terrible." Just as Shirogane Miyuki finished speaking, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Boom, boom, boom.

The three knocks on the door, neither too loud nor too soft, were exceptionally clear in the deathly silent room.

Are you kidding me!

Iori and Kohei huddled together in terror, then immediately shrank into a corner, trembling.

Seeing how frightened they were, Shirogane Miyuki's heart skipped a beat. He cleared his throat, trying to remain calm: "Who's outside?"

"President, it's me." Kaguya Shinomiya's voice came from outside the door, tinged with hesitation.

"...Isn't it inconvenient inside?"

"Ah, nothing like that." Shirogane Miyuki raised his hand and slapped his forehead, sighing inwardly at himself for getting so nervous along with those two.

"Come in."

Kaguya Shinomiya pushed open the door and entered, only to find the room empty behind her.

Iori and Kohei peeked in cautiously and asked, "Vice President... when you came in, did you see Chisa?"

"Kotegawa-kun? No." Kaguya Shinomiya shook her head slightly.

"That's great." Iori breathed a sigh of relief.

Kaguya Shinomiya, confused, turned to Miyuki Shirogane and reminded him, "President, the men's competition is about to start. We should go and get ready."

Miyuki Shirogane nodded to indicate that he understood, and Hachiman Hikigaya also took a deep breath, knowing that it was their turn to go on stage.

"Kitahara, Imamura, we also..." He turned around, about to call the two of them to come along, but the words suddenly caught in his throat.

A figure carrying a baseball bat had silently appeared behind Iori and Kohei.

Hachiman's pupils contracted. When exactly did this happen?!

Chisa looked up at him, tilted her head expressionlessly, and put a finger to her lips in a shushing gesture.

Hikigaya readily withdrew his gaze, put his hands in his pockets, and turned to walk away as if nothing had happened. Shirogane Miyuki reacted quickly and immediately followed with Shinomiya Kaguya, their steps so fast they were almost running.

"Ah...right, right, it seems like it's almost our turn to go on stage." Iori seemed to realize something, and cold sweat poured down her forehead.

"That's right, it's time to go." Kohei's face darkened, and he suddenly sprang up from the ground.

The next second, the two of them burst out at the same time and rushed towards the door. Unfortunately, they had only taken a few steps when a large hand grabbed their fate by the throat.

"..."

"It was all Iori's doing, it has nothing to do with me!" Kohei betrayed his teammate in the blink of an eye.

"You motherfucker...!" Iori was both angry and scared, and immediately turned around and put on a fawning smile.

"Hehe... Chisa, can we make up?"

.........

after a while.

"It's a wonder you two managed to walk out alive." Hachiman looked at the two bruised and battered guys in front of him and silently mourned for them for a fraction of a second.

"Hachiman... the plan has changed." Iori, with half her face swollen, knelt on the ground, her voice trembling with tears.

"The original program can't be performed...we have to find another one!"

"Isn't it too late to talk about this now?" Hachiman sighed.

"Where do we get backup programs?"

"There's nothing we can do about it!" Kohei clenched his fists, looking resentful.

"In our current state, how can we withstand any more trouble from that Lin Shiye guy!"

"That's right, under normal circumstances I could still put up a fight with him," Iori gritted her teeth and agreed.

"But now... my body is already pounding!"

Upon hearing this, Hachiman closed his eyes helplessly.

After a few seconds of silence, when he opened his eyes again, all that remained in them was a resolute determination to give up.

"I don't understand what you're talking about," he said calmly.

"All I know is that we went through so much trouble just to disgust that guy Lin Shiye, and we're just going to give up like this? Absolutely not."

"Haki-ba, you bastard..." Kohei Imamura suddenly raised his head, his face full of complicated emotions.

"He really is a complete scumbag."

"..."

Hachiman's lips moved, but he ultimately chose to remain silent.

Fine, he's scum if he wants.

"Since we've come this far... let's do it!" Iori revealed a reckless smile.

"I don't care what I become, as long as that bastard Lin Shiye suffers!"

"You two are really reliable, you two beasts." Kohei swept his long hair behind his head and sighed.

"Alright, then I'll reluctantly join you in making a scene."

auditorium.

Lin Shiye suddenly scratched his head, feeling a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason. Before he could think about it, the male beauty pageant on stage officially began.

"Next up, please welcome our first group of contestants—Iori Kitahara and Kohei Imamura from the Diving Club, and Hachiman Hikigaya from the Service Club!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, the lights went out, and the entire venue was plunged into darkness.

The audience below the stage were buzzing with discussion.

"Who! Who turned off the lights?!"

"The diving club, isn't that a club full of perverts?"

"Are we going to be greeted by three ugly women?"

"Service Club? Does our school even have such a club?"

"..."

A few seconds later, amidst the anticipation of the crowd, a bright spotlight shone on the center of the stage, where the three members of Hachiman, dressed in ill-fitting suits and with their hair slicked back, stood in a triangular formation, striking stiff poses within the circle of light.

Lin Shiye raised an eyebrow.

Why are you being so serious? Is it for real?

The expressions of the others who knew them also became quite interesting.

"They're dressed so well, could we have guessed wrong?" Shinji Tokita asked, his face full of doubt.

"They didn't actually intend to create a stunt?"

"I don't believe it." Ryujiro Kotobuki shook his head.