Long Live Money in Anime Crossover

"Peach... Pfft."

Savoring the name, Misaka Mikoto chuckled to herself. Then, she looked up at her faceless, silly self again and subconsciously reached out her hand, as if trying to fill in the blanks on her face.

However, after hesitating for a while, she finally gave up and muttered to herself, "Since he did it, then he should be the one to finish it. If he didn't know what I look like, wouldn't I be standing right here now?"

Having made up her mind, Misaka Mikoto took a deep breath and continued walking into the courtyard. By now, she had figured out which of Mo Mo and Mo Ao was real and which was fake. The only thing left was how to resolve all of this.

Soon Misaka Mikoto entered the inner courtyard, and finally, she met Mo Mo as she wished. Mo Mo's appearance at that moment made her burst out laughing.

The first thing that catches the eye is a huge, bizarre fish-shaped sand sculpture, taller than a person. It looks like a strange fish swimming and wagging its tail.

On the fish's back, a small, flat platform was carved out, resembling a tiny bed, and now, Momo was fast asleep on the fish's back.

However, Mo Mo was no longer the innocent girl she once was. Instead, she had changed into a flashy beach-style shirt and breeches, and was wearing sunglasses, seemingly sunbathing. If it weren't for a trace of drool at the corner of Mo Mo's mouth, Misaka Mikoto wouldn't have thought that Mo Mo was asleep.

Since Momo was asleep, Misaka Mikoto didn't want to wake him. She tiptoed up the scale-shaped steps on the strange fish's body and climbed step by step to the platform on the fish's back. She squatted down next to Momo's head, propped her chin up with her hands, and looked at Momo up close.

Unlike the lifeless Momo in reality, this is a living, breathing Momo.

Alive, the kind you can kiss by simply turning your head.

Mo Mo was sleeping soundly. Judging from his steady breathing and completely unguarded sleeping posture, he must be having a good dream.

Now, Misaka Mikoto is less concerned about Mo Mo's sincerity from before. Firstly, she's already familiar with Mo Mo's sincerity; secondly, she's considered the information that can be extracted from Mo Ao's words.

In other words, Mo Ao, acting as an alter ego of Mo Mo, controlled the city and turned against Mo Mo, leaving Mo Mo all alone in his current state.

As for Mo Mo, who was being targeted, she was still able to sleep so soundly even in such an environment, she really is quite oblivious.

Thinking about it this way, his previous sincere actions were actually just a form of catharsis... probably.

While thinking, Misaka Mikoto unconsciously reached out and placed her hand on Mo Mo's cheek. The steady warmth of Mo Mo's hand made Misaka Mikoto feel at ease.

Finally, I got to see the real person.

"ah!"

Seemingly noticing the strangeness on her face, the sleeping Mo Mo instinctively reached out and grabbed the foreign object on her face, pulling it towards her chest. Caught off guard, Misaka Mikoto, who was squatting next to Mo Mo, was pulled down and ended up lying on top of Mo Mo.

Misaka Mikoto screamed as she frantically tried to break free from Mo Mo's grasp, only to find that Mo Mo's strength was terrifying. What alarmed Misaka Mikoto even more was that her weight pressing down on Mo Mo woke him up from his deep sleep.

The two looked at each other, so close that the sunglasses on Mo Mo's face were probably the only thing they could hide from each other.

Unfortunately, Momo, who is used to being honest, only wears glasses to block out the light; she doesn't look at people with prejudice.

So, Momo took off her glasses and held them in her hand.

Then, Misaka Mikoto's flushed face, her uneasy face, her face swaying from side to side as if trying to find a place to hide, appeared before Mo Mo's eyes.

Mo Mo stared intently at Misaka Mikoto's face, then glanced at their clasped hands, finally tapping his temple with the temple of his glasses, muttering to himself, "Dreaming... As expected, the idea of ​​a beautiful girl in a wedding dress suddenly falling from the sky to marry me can only happen in dreams."

"What a pity. If God could give me such an opportunity, I would definitely grab her, hold her tight, and never let her leave my side. I would feel her presence every single second, and then..."

Misaka Mikoto, who was already completely lost, was even more shocked when she heard Mo Mo's heartfelt confession. Her whole body seemed to be in turmoil, as if her internal organs were shaking wildly.

Especially given her current state—wearing a wedding dress and having traveled a long way to Mo Mo's side, now lying on top of him—this posture could easily be interpreted as her taking the initiative to pin Mo Mo down.

All these actions... could it be that she truly wants to marry...?

"And then hehehe..."

After saying that, Mo Mo sighed, closed her eyes, and seemed to be planning to go back to sleep.

"What the hell is 'hehehe'? Open your eyes and explain yourself!"

Author's Note:

Third update, lalalalala

052 I'm too embarrassed to even make a move.

Misaka Mikoto's girlish heart was already about to explode. Maybe if Momo did something else, she would lose her rationality and completely follow Momo's rhythm. But at the most critical moment, Momo was the one who ignited Misaka Mikoto's girlish heart first.

A single "hehehe" snapped Misaka Mikoto back to reality. As a top student, she naturally understood what "hehehe" meant. However, the pure-hearted Misaka Mikoto and her girlish heart couldn't accept such a sordid thing. She had to get Mo Mo to explain clearly; she couldn't let her feelings be shattered like this!

So, Misaka Mikoto shook Mo Mo's hand with one hand and grabbed his collar with the other, shaking him violently. Finally, Mo Mo, shaken back and forth, reluctantly opened his eyes, staring at her with deadpan expressions.

"Why...why are you looking at me like that? It's like you're disgusted with me. What do you mean by that? Can't you just say it clearly?!"

"If I were you, I would take advantage of the little chance I just gave you to get out of this awkward situation."

“Beautiful Misaka Mikoto, do you think our current position is alright? Well, I don’t mind at all. After all, having such a cute girl like you on top of me, smelling your fragrance, and feeling the touch of your skin is a pretty good perk for me.”

Misaka Mikoto froze, her body stiffening. She stammered, "It's...it's because you were holding my...my hand...huh?"

As Misaka Mikoto spoke, she looked around and was surprised to find that, without her noticing, Mo Mo had let go of her hand, and now Misaka Mikoto's hand was tightly gripping Mo Mo's hand.

"Hahaha……"

Misaka Mikoto, realizing her mistake, gave a dry laugh, a habitual way of dealing with awkward situations. However, this tactic was ineffective against Mo Mo.

"Alright, Misaka Mikoto, are you still not planning to leave? In that case, I'll give you one more chance. If you still don't intend to leave me, then I'll truly believe that you love me, want to embrace me, and marry me. I'll count to three, three, two..."

Before Mo Mo could finish losing, Misaka Mikoto immediately threw away Mo Mo's hand, supported herself against Mo Mo's chest, and delivered a heavy blow to Mo Mo, making her sit up. Then, she subconsciously tidied her hair, trying her best to maintain the appearance of a dignified young lady.

Poor Mo Mo could only clutch his chest and rub it, then sat up, looking at Yi with a resentful expression, and said, "Misaka Mikoto, I have no grudge against you, neither of us. It was one thing for you to inexplicably try to teach me a lesson before, but I fled in panic. And now you come here to give me a heavy blow. Do you really want to kill me?"

"What exactly do you dislike about me? I'll change, okay?"

Misaka Mikoto opened her mouth, looking at Mo Mo's aggrieved expression, which seemed inappropriate. Her face stiffened slightly, and only then did she remember the key point.

"Um, do you know me?"

"Of course I know you, aren't you Misaka Mikoto?"

"That's not what I'm asking!" Misaka Mikoto quickly composed herself and said, "Before today, did you remember me? Did you know my name?"

This question stunned Mo Mo. Mo Mo pinched her chin, seemingly a little embarrassed, and said, "I think I know you, but I can't remember your name or what you look like. It wasn't until I saw you today that I was sure that the girl I often dreamed about was you."

"Could this be a coincidence? Well, Misaka Mikoto-san, it's okay if you don't believe me. After all, dreaming about you is just a third-rate flirting tactic..."

"No, I believe it!"

Misaka Mikoto suddenly interrupted Mo Mo loudly, then lowered her head and murmured, "I believe you, I believe everything you say. You didn't dream about me... you've always known me, but you've temporarily forgotten me because of me."

Mo Mo stared blankly at Misaka Mikoto, tapped her temple, and said, "Is that so? To be honest, my memories are very confused right now. I know for sure that I have forgotten a lot of things and made a lot of mistakes, but... I can't say what they are."

"So, I'm sorry, I really can't respond to you, since I don't even know what my current situation is."

"I still don't understand what I am. Am I a person? Or a clone, a bundle of souls and consciousness, a virtual artificial intelligence, or some ancient monster that popped out of nowhere? So, I really..."

"Stop apologizing!"

Mo Mo was interrupted again by Misaka Mikoto, leaving Mo Mo somewhat bewildered. "Huh? Did I say something wrong? Sorry, my understanding is quite confused right now, perhaps my expression doesn't conform to the definition of 'normal'..."

The third time, Mo Mo was interrupted by Misaka Mikoto, but this time it wasn't Misaka Mikoto's words that interrupted Mo Mo, but rather a hug from Misaka Mikoto.

Misaka Mikoto hugged Mo Mo tightly, her chest pressed against Mo Mo's chest. She didn't even care about the wedding dress that she had always cherished and was afraid of getting it dirty or wrinkled.

Feeling the pressure against his chest and the warmth emanating from Misaka Mikoto, Mo Mo was truly stunned this time.

"Misaka Mikoto, your actions have left me completely bewildered. I might really misunderstand, misunderstand your feelings for me, and even develop unrealistic fantasies about you."

"You need to understand, I'm not a good person. I'm a man who respects his own desires. Right now, dressed like this, standing so close to me, being so intimate with me, I might just develop an uncontrollable desire for you. At that point, even God won't be able to stop me from being aroused by you."

"Are you sure you want to do this, Misaka Mikoto? I'm a very dangerous person, you know."

Misaka Mikoto's response to Momo was an even tighter embrace.

"Stop talking. I know, I know everything. You're a good person, and you're like this because of me, so stop talking. I believe you."

“I completely trust you, Momo.”

Misaka Mikoto's words, tinged with a hint of tears, made Mo Mo sigh. He then reached out and gently stroked Misaka Mikoto's back and waist, before pulling her tightly into his arms. He took the opportunity to nuzzle his nose against her ear, inhaling the fragrance of her hair, and said, "If you do this, won't I be unable to do anything?"

The two hugged for a while, and their excited emotions gradually calmed down. Misaka Mikoto seemed to be getting tired of Mo Mo's nose nudging her, so she pushed Mo Mo away and said, "Haha, stop it, it tickles."

The blush on Misaka Mikoto's face had not yet faded, and her eyes were still moist, but at this moment, Misaka Mikoto seemed to have fully recovered her spirits, with a sweet smile on her lips.

Mo Mo did not refuse Misaka Mikoto's request to leave. Afterwards, he looked at Misaka Mikoto with a serious expression and said, "Alright, Misaka Mikoto-san. Now, can you tell me what exactly happened?"

"Since you trust me, then I will trust you too. After all, a girl who would throw herself into my arms and even travel thousands of miles to marry me is definitely not just playing with me."

Misaka Mikoto rolled her eyes and said, "Don't get me wrong, I was just comforting you. Besides, the clothes I'm wearing are someone else's prank, not for you! If you dare to have any other thoughts about me, watch out, I'll shock you!"

As a reserved young woman, Misaka Mikoto has only just met Mo Mo. The previous hug was a way of returning the favor Mo Mo had given her by saving her life. She would never actually become close to Mo Mo because of that.

"I see... is that so? It's just a thank-you gift."

However, under Misaka Mikoto's astonished gaze, Mo Mo's face visibly paled, like an abandoned pet, and he said, "As expected, someone like me, who is despised by everyone, could never be liked by anyone."

"That's enough. Just leave me here alone, Misaka Mikoto-san. You don't need to pay any attention to me."

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?!"

Misaka Mikoto was getting anxious. She had only been reserved just now, but seeing Mo Mo's sudden change, could it be that Mo Mo was experiencing some kind of problem due to his current mental state?

"I...I was just saying it, it was just a hug, don't act like that, I'm fine..."

"One more time?"

Misaka Mikoto's anxiety abruptly vanished when Mo Mo uttered those four words, replaced by indifference. She then extended a finger, a wisp of lightning dancing at its tip, and said, "Boy, want to have a go?"

"Please don't."

Mo Mo's expression also turned serious. He said, "Young people should prioritize their studies, so please give me some guidance, Mikoto-sensei!"

"what--"

Misaka Mikoto sighed, looking helplessly at Mo Mo, and said, "You're really different from what I imagined... Well, it's nice to feel so energetic. But now I really have to tell you something important, so listen carefully. If there's anything you don't understand, or if you feel any mental stress, be sure to tell me. Don't hold it in, okay?"

Next, Misaka Mikoto began to recount her understanding of Mo Mo, starting from the day Mo Mo saved her, and then talked about Mo Mo's current situation, telling Mo Mo that he was currently just a consciousness, and the world around him was Mo Mo's own consciousness.

Misaka Mikoto spoke with difficulty, as she only knew the surface of many things without understanding the underlying reasons. The only thing that brought her comfort was that Momo, who had always been rather unserious and even absurd, had finally become serious and seemed to be analyzing everything he had heard.

"Um, did you understand?"

Finally, Misaka Mikoto cautiously asked a question, which earned her a bright smile from Momo.

"Absolutely not!"

Author's Note:

PS: Thank you to Old Moon for the donation, thank you to Flowing Shadow for 12 monthly tickets, thank you to Bai Ze for 2 monthly tickets, and thank you to Zhi☆Dian☆Zhe☆Na and Yi Xuan for each of their monthly tickets.

PS2: The donations meet the conditions for an extra chapter, so there are still two chapters owed.