A crossover anime, where people are in Classroom of the Imaginary Era, and behind the scenes, the ki

Just as Karuizawa Kei was denying it to herself, and then making up her mind again and again, preparing to find an opportunity to confess her feelings after the special training inside was over.

"Da...da..."

A series of crisp footsteps in leather shoes suddenly came, neither too loud nor too soft.

Karuizawa Megumi's heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly stood up, intending to find another place to hide himself.

But then they discovered that a girl with red pigtails was peeking out from the corner of the wall not far away.

Tianze Yixia tilted her head, a sweet smile of triumph on her face.

She put her index finger to her lips in a shushing gesture.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly mocking voice, at a volume just loud enough for Karuizawa to hear, drifted over:

"Oh dear~"

"Senior, you wouldn't want... me to expose your 'preference for women' behavior—secretly running upstairs and waiting for men at the door—would you?"

"..."

Karuizawa Megumi's face turned pale.

He glared at the little girl in front of him, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh, but he swallowed back the angry curse that was about to come out of his mouth.

She dared not speak.

Because parasitism is an extremely fragile relationship.

She dared not gamble; if she argued with someone like a shrew outside the door, tarnishing her otherwise beautifully packaged "product"...

Will she still be able to catch that man's eye?

Before the relationship is established.

As the weaker party, she could only endure it for the time being.

Volume 1: Chapter 63 I'll Leave Your Handprint on My Clothes

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

On the rooftop, the dull thud of wooden swords clashing echoed incessantly.

"Pay attention to your rhythm! Adjust your breathing!"

Just as Amazu Ichika was threatening Karuizawa Megumi downstairs, Su Wei saw that the time was almost up, and with a sudden flick of his wrist, he swiftly unleashed nine slashes in different directions.

"Flying Sword Style - Nine-Headed Dragon Flash!"

"Huh?!"

Honami Ichinose was caught off guard by this unexpected move.

Despite the enhanced functionality of the suit, her overwhelming experience still caused her to fail to parry in her panic.

"Bah-"

The tip of the wooden sword grazed Ichinose's wrist precisely, and with a soft sound, the blue metal ring attached to her wrist shattered.

Ichinose quickly called for a stop and took two steps back:

"Senior, stop for a moment! I feel something's not right!"

She lowered her head and stared blankly at her wrist.

From the broken ring, a blue liquid emitting a faint fluorescent glow was seeping out, dripping down the black bodysuit onto the ground.

As the fluid drained away, she clearly felt that the surging power that filled her body was less than when she was in good condition.

Su Wei sheathed his wooden sword and calmly explained:

"The liquid inside this ring seems to be the key to the enhanced suit's ability to strengthen the body."

“I’ve tried it before, and once you puncture it all and let the liquid drain out, the enhanced suit will lose its enhancement effect.”

Honami Ichinose's face paled, and she immediately pressed for an answer:

"Huh? Then, what do we do next?"

"Don't worry," Su Wei reassured me. "When the new exams started, the enhanced suits were refreshed again. The old ones disappeared, and the black ball gave me a new set."

"Huh?"

Ichinose felt a slight relief in her chest, as if a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders, and let out a long breath.

"That's great! I thought I was just being clumsy and accidentally ruined the enhanced suits everyone worked so hard to collect..."

Su Wei shook his head:

"That makes sense. X-GUN and Y-GUN always give us new ones. If these items, which are redeemed with S points, become disposable, then the prices would be outrageous."

Upon hearing this explanation, Ichinose nodded seriously, making this important information a mental note.

Then, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, as if recalling details of her special training, and couldn't help but ask: