Long Live Money in Anime Crossover

"Nothing, officer. I just played a little prank, the black sausage prank."

"But your prank directly ignited a firefight between two groups, which is now being suppressed by us. It's a real battle with live ammunition, and even some of our people have started to get injured!"

"No one could have imagined all of this, sir."

Mo Mo lowered his head slightly, his expression unchanged, but Bob's expression was not good. He was silent for a few seconds, then said, "You're right, kid. No one could possibly have thought of these things. You were just commissioned to make some black sausages with gunpowder. That's what I told you, and that's what everyone else told you. You've known nothing from beginning to end."

"You're just an ordinary kid, understand?"

Mo Mo's eyes welled up slightly. He naturally understood what Bob meant. Bob was afraid that if things were really exposed, Mo Mo wouldn't be able to withstand the pressure from the outside world, whether it was from the police or public opinion.

"Yes, sir, you are right."

Bob breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and said, "You shouldn't have gone to that Wales. You went through so much trouble. He'll give you everything if he has money. You want to find a job for Jenny? No problem, I'll find one for her. I know just as many people as Wales does."

"But now you should think about yourself first. What should you do?"

"Do you know that your father has been shot and captured, and Ham was shot in the head by your father? The rest are putting up a last-ditch resistance, and it's only a matter of time before the entire gang is destroyed. What are you going to do after that? You've put your father in prison and also shot Jenny's father in the head. You'll really have nowhere to go now."

After Bob finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that Momo's face was terribly pale. He suddenly realized something and said, "Wait, you little rascal, you don't know that Jenny's father is Ham, do you?"

Mo Mo's mouth dropped open; he truly had no idea.

"Oh, fuck!"

Bob covered his mouth and said, "You're still too green, kid. I told you, nobody on this street is clean. Even though Ham and Jenny's mother divorced a long time ago, he is indeed Jenny's father. Ham has such a deep grudge against your father not just because of a hand, but also because of the death of another person, George!"

"I...I really didn't know. It was my oversight. I should have...should have..."

"Alright, you brat, forget all about it. We already said this has nothing to do with you. Your father was the one who killed him, and he'll be spending the rest of his life in prison. Listen to me, this has nothing to do with you!"

Bob covered Momo's cheeks with his thick fingers and said, "More important than all this is your own business. The main reason I'm here today is to ask you, if someone wanted to adopt you, would you agree..."

Momo looked at Bob, seeing the sincerity on Bob's face, and shook her head slightly, saying, "I hadn't made up my mind before, but now I have. Please help me be deported back to my country; I want to go home."

"Home, that's not your home anymore, there's no one there!"

“At least… that’s still my country, and I want to grow up there, please, Uncle Bob.”

Bob looked at Mo Mo, who was forcibly holding back his tears, nodded, and said, "Alright, kid, a guy like you can definitely stand up for yourself. Uncle Bob will tell you one last thing: what's done is done, and a man should take responsibility for the consequences. There's no right or wrong in the consequences, understand?"

Mo Mo nodded, then got out of the car. He was in a daze for the rest of the time and didn't know what he was doing until it got dark, Jenny went home, and he threw himself into his arms. Only then did Mo Mo come to his senses a little.

"Jenny...what's wrong..."

"No, sob, I..."

Jenny hugged Momo and sobbed, her tears soaking Momo's shoulders, but she didn't give a reason, even though Momo knew the reason.

"I'm sorry," Mo Mo said softly.

Jenny shook her head and said, "Why are you apologizing to me? It's none of your business. Compared to me, how are you doing? Do you know anything about your father?"

"He was arrested by the police."

Upon hearing this, Jenny looked at Momo with some anxiety and asked, "Aren't you sad?"

Mo Mo shook his head and said, "He was arrested because he was guilty."

"But he is your father!"

"Don't you hate your father too?"

Jenny pursed her lips, looking at Mo Mo with some surprise, but nodded and said, "Yes..."

The two fell silent, but they both knew that they were not telling the truth.

"I made fireworks. Do you want to see them? They're the most traditional Chinese fireworks."

"fireworks?"

Under Jenny's questioning gaze, Momo took out the cornbread he had made during the day, which was stuffed with gunpowder and contained a lot of metal particles. This was the most old-fashioned kind of firework.

Momo lit the fuse, and a tongue of fire began to shoot out from the hole at the top of the steamed bun. Small metal particles, due to the intense burning, formed sparks that danced in mid-air.

"You... are amazing. It seems like you can do everything and know everything. I really admire you. If I were as capable as you, I would definitely make my mother's life better."

“Listen,” Jenny hesitated for a moment, then said, “You’ve always wanted my mother to be your mother, haven’t you? Now your father is in trouble too, and I was just told that I’ve found a job. So, you can actually live with us from now on. The gang is gone, and we can live as ordinary people. Maybe… in the future, you can call her ‘Mom’ openly and honestly…”

Jenny blushed slightly, and her movements became a little awkward. She was embarrassed and didn't dare to look at Mo Mo. She spoke very subtly, but she knew that Mo Mo would understand.

"...In two days, I will be deported back to my country. Bob asked me if I wanted to stay, and I refused."

"Snapped!"

With a soft thud, Jenny instinctively slapped Momo across the face, and then, as if she were the one being hit, her tears flowed uncontrollably once again.

"sorry."

It was Mo Mo, who was the one who was beaten, who apologized.

Jenny stared at Momo, as if trying to memorize her expression forever. Suddenly, she grabbed Momo's collar and kissed her. Inexperienced, she instinctively followed the instructions given to her, making a mess of Momo's mouth.

After a long while, Jenny finally released Mo Mo, her face flushed and her breathing rapid. She said, "Even if you leave, I will make sure you remember me. Come in later, to my room!"

After doing all this, Jenny ran into the house with a blush on her face, leaving Momo alone, watching the cornbread-shaped firework that had run out of gunpowder and was now just a few last flames.

"ended."

Kuroyukihime, who had been watching in silence, suddenly heard the woman's voice again. At the same time, as if in response to the woman's voice, the colors of the entire world abruptly began to twist.

The red color fell from the sky, the surrounding yellow began to condense, white and blue floated out of the room, and black drifted in from afar. The five colors mixed together, intertwined and converged, and something was gradually forming from within.

Unfortunately, Kuroyukihime didn't see the result, but she suddenly opened her eyes.

The room around her was one she knew well.

60 Alaya: This is all I can do for you.

A few rays of sunlight seeped through the window; it was the first ray of sunlight in the morning.

Kuroyukihime opened her eyes and looked confused for a few seconds. Her memories did not disappear after she woke up, because it was not her dream. She was just an observer, like watching a long movie.

"Mo Mo..."

Kuroyukihime turned her head slightly. Momo was right beside her, still fast asleep. Her expression was no longer furrowed, after all, that dream had finally come to an end.

Kuroyukihime tried to move, but couldn't move at all. Momo's hands were completely locked around her waist, forcing Kuroyukihime to lean against Momo's shoulder.

This posture warmed Kuroyukihime's heart, and it seemed that her worries and troubles had lessened considerably.

Last night before falling asleep, she held Momo like a mother, and now, their physical position finally felt a bit like that of lovers.

The wet patch on her chest made Kuroyukihime feel embarrassed even now. She pulled open her nightgown, which was soaked through, and glared angrily at the culprit beside her, a shameless parrot that was fast asleep.

As she watched, Kuroyukihime suddenly laughed. She moved closer to Momo again, pressing her face against his, feeling his warmth and his presence.

Mo Mo was very close, right beside her, nestled close to her. This feeling made her breathe a slight sigh of relief, because everything in front of her was real, while yesterday's dream seemed more like an illusion.

Kuroyukihime had too many questions: Momo's background and past, and the mysterious woman. All of this made Kuroyukihime doubt whether yesterday's dream was real.

However, the next second, she could no longer doubt the reality of that nightmare.

Suddenly, specks of white light floated out from the neural connection device, increasing in number until they finally condensed in front of Kuroyukihime, transforming into the figure of a woman.

With her beautiful face and pure white dress, Kuroyukihime recognized her at a glance. This woman, formed from light, was the same woman from her dream yesterday.

Kuroyukihime's mouth dropped open. If she could still attribute yesterday's dream to this woman as a supernatural event, then this woman's appearance now was definitely beyond reality.

"BurstLink!"

Kuroyukihime's first reaction was to enter an accelerated state, which was an instinctive reaction. Her excessive reliance on acceleration meant that once she entered an emergency, she would instinctively enter an accelerated world to think and buy herself time.

A blue light enveloped the surroundings, and Kuroyukihime transformed into a virtual form. Even Momo, who was directly connected to her, was pulled into the Accelerated World—although Momo remained fast asleep.

As for Momo's current imaginary form, it is still in its original, unmodified state—a man wearing only boxer shorts—let's not dwell on that.

Then, Kuroyukihime was dumbfounded. The blue halo stopped in front of the woman, whose body remained pure white. She had also entered the Accelerated World, but the rules of the Accelerated World seemed to have no effect on her.

"You...you are..."

"Don't worry, little girl, I'm an acquaintance of the boy beside you. If you really end up with him in the future, you'll naturally find out who I am."

Kuroyukihime pursed her lips and nodded. The woman's presence was beyond her common sense, making her cautious. Therefore, she would never disobey this woman's words under any circumstances.

"Look at your match list, I want to know what his hypothetical form is."

Kuroyukihime was taken aback and immediately opened the battle list. To her surprise, there were not two people, but three.

However, Kuroyukihime immediately realized that the other one must be Yuuki, right?

Thinking of this, Kuroyukihime felt a little emotional again. She had deliberated for two years before finally meeting Momo and going through a lot of psychological struggle before giving the Accelerated World to Momo. But Momo turned around and gave it to this girl named Yuuki.

This made Kuroyukihime feel even more nervous for no reason.

"It has two names, one is GleamSword, and the other is...MiddleMagic."

"Can you tell which one is him?"

Kuroyukihime stared blankly at the two battle names. There was no doubt that neither of them were the names of the regular virtual entities, but rather conceptual names. The color of the virtual entity could not be completely determined by looking at the name alone.

However, just by looking at the name, Kuroyukihime instinctively recognized which one was Momo.

MiddleMagic.

In the middle... magic?

Neutral mage?

This is the name that Kuroyukihime could think of, but even with just this name, she was still completely baffled about Momo's battle simulation.

Kuroyukihime murmured the name and looked at the woman, instinctively hoping she could enlighten him.

The woman noticed Kuroyukihime's gaze and calmly asked, "What do you think is Mo Mo's heartache?"

Mo Mo's heartache?

Kuroyukihime was well aware of this, as she had witnessed the entire process.

A father burdened with extreme negativity and emotional wounds, a mother carrying deep guilt, dissatisfaction with the entire living environment, dissatisfaction with the whole world, and an obsession with that first love...

Almost all of Mo Mo's heartache is reflected in her dreams. If I had to answer, would I say five colors?

In an instant, Kuroyukihime's eyes widened, and she suddenly understood the meaning of "Middle".

It is not neutral... but rather an intermediate color, located in the middle of all heartaches, standing outside of all heartache colors... or one could say, there is no heartache.