Long Live Money in Anime Crossover

"Am I, Touma Kamijou, destined to be someone with absolutely no good luck? I mustered up the courage to save a complete stranger, only to be looked down upon and even rejected!"

"You should at least have a little bit of gratitude!"

"I'm sorry, but I'm a pragmatic man. I only care about the results, not the process. In terms of results, what did you do besides complaining to me a few times after you rushed out?"

Mo Mo's words struck Touma Kamijou like a heavy blow to the chest. He said, "What you said makes so much sense that I have no words to say!"

Kamijou Touma and Momo worked together to fool the group of thugs, but at this moment, the blond guy who was the leader of the thugs finally realized what was going on, and several visible tic-tac-toe marks appeared on his forehead.

"You two... are you here to perform stand-up comedy? Do you even respect us?!"

"Brothers, forget it, both of you take care of them, don't let either of them get away!"

The group of thugs finally realized they'd been fooled by the two's coordinated act. Luckily, their leader reacted quickly; otherwise, if the two had suddenly run away, the group might not have been able to stop them.

When the boss said to act, they acted; however, there was one person who acted even faster than them.

"Secret technique!"

Kamijou Touma roared, "Kamijou-san's weekly protein supplement source: Cheap eggs, chickens flying, egg-smashing, shotgun attack!"

After saying that, Touma Kamijou pulled a carton of eggs from the plastic bag in his hand, smashed it open, and the carton of eggs shattered instantly. Then, Touma Kamijou threw all the yolks at the heads of the group of people.

The thugs instinctively covered their faces, but some were caught off guard and got egg yolk in their eyes, causing them to scream in agony.

The thugs who hadn't been hit immediately checked on their partner's condition, leaving only two people rushing towards Touma.

Kamijou Touma bent over and slumped forward like a rugby player, knocking two people to the ground. He then rushed towards Momo, expertly grabbing Momo's wrist and saying, "Mr. Kamijou's Great Operation, Third Move: The Tearful, Painful Sacrifice of the Egg—Operation Successfully Completed..."

"Snapped!"

Touma Kamijou, who was trying to pull Momo away by grabbing her wrist, felt as if he had pulled a tank. His hand suddenly tightened, and the huge pulling force forcefully pulled his forward-moving upper body back, while his forward-moving lower body, along with him, crashed heavily to the ground upside down.

Another box of eggs in Touma's hand spilled onto the ground, but at this moment Touma was no longer paying attention to those things, because he was thinking about why he was lying on the ground.

In short, Touma Kamijou, who was rushing at high speed, failed to pull a seemingly frail patient and instead fell miserably due to excessive force.

Could it be that this patient... looks thin but actually weighs four or five hundred pounds?

What the hell is going on with all of this happening today?!

"This is terrible. Mr. Kamijou Touma's weekly supply of eggs was sacrificed for Mr. Kamijou Touma's kindness today, but this incompetent Mr. Kamijou Touma still hasn't accomplished anything and is even going to get himself involved."

"Ah...it hurts so much, it's so sad. But shouldn't I think about what to do next? I'll probably get beaten to death by those delinquents, won't I?"

After making a few habitual complaints, Touma Kamijou immediately and nimbly stood up, clenching his fists and assuming a fighting stance. Having failed in three major battles, Touma Kamijou was ready to face a hand-to-hand combat with a group of burly men.

However, the current situation is somewhat strange.

Mo Mo stood in the middle, and he stood to Mo Mo's left, while the group of thugs stood to Mo Mo's right.

To Touma's surprise, the group of thugs to Momo's right were also frightened, their faces filled with terror as they looked at Touma's fist.

Touma Kamijou was also stunned. What was so interesting about his fists? But since everyone seemed to enjoy watching his fists, Mr. Touma Kamijou naturally had to satisfy their curiosity and come see his own fists...

blood.

Touma Kamijou's pupils contracted sharply as he opened his right hand, which was covered in blood.

It wasn't just the blood, but also the hissing flesh, as if some kind of flesh had just been gnawed off by his hand.

Kamijou Touma began to tremble involuntarily. He felt no pain, which meant that this flesh and blood was not his. Then whose was it?

Kamijou Touma looked at Momo, at the spot where he had just grabbed Momo's arm. Now, a large chunk of flesh was missing from that spot, and blood was flowing down, as if it had been bitten by some kind of ferocious beast.

"Gudong."

Kamijou Touma swallowed hard. What was going on?

"A... an ability user, at least a powerful one, and with such terrifying abilities, tearing someone's body apart with a single blow, and even harming innocent people..."

A group of thugs looked at Touma Kamijou with horrified eyes and said, "This guy... is a demon!"

"Run!"

The group of thugs were clearly intimidated by the attack power displayed by Touma Kamijou. They might not be afraid of hand-to-hand combat, but they obviously didn't want to get hurt in front of someone who could tear other people's bodies apart with a flick of his wrist.

The thugs vanished in a flash, leaving only Touma Kamijou, who was still completely bewildered. He stared intently at Momo's wound, unable to believe that he had done it.

How could that be!

He's just a Level 0 powerless user, but his right hand is a bit special, capable of eliminating many other people's abilities. Plus, he's incredibly unlucky. When did he acquire such terrifying attack power?

However, now was clearly not the time for Touma Kamijou to ponder what was going on. He hurriedly held his phone in his left hand and said, "Anyway, I'll call an ambulance first. Don't worry, if I really did it, I'll take full responsibility..."

Touma Kamijou, who had just pulled out his phone, was stunned. It was probably because he had dropped it so violently that his new phone, which had only served him for three days, had turned into a V-shape, thus announcing its retirement.

At this moment, Touma Kamijou was truly in despair.

Good heavens, what a day!

At this moment, Mo Mo looked at his wound with great interest. Kamijou Touma hadn't seen it clearly then, but Mo Mo himself had just seen it very clearly.

The moment Kamijou Touma touched him, there was a soft "whoosh" sound, and Momo's skin flashed wildly with red and white light. However, because Kamijou Touma's right hand was eliminated, Momo's arm was torn off by Kamijou Touma as if it were weathered and peeling away.

Why is this?

Touma Kamijou's right hand is possessed by the Phantom Killer, which, simply put, is the ability to restore everything in the world to "normal." In that brief touch, Touma Kamijou tore a piece of flesh from Momo's arm. Does this mean that Momo's body is abnormal in this world?

This is really... interesting.

Thinking of this, a strange smile appeared on Mo Mo's lips.

"Why can you still laugh? Your hand... Do you have a cell phone? If it's inconvenient, I'll call you. Your injury needs treatment..."

As he spoke, Touma Kamijou walked towards Momo, while Momo took a step back and said, "I think you'd better not come near me."

"Because I feel that our compatibility is inherently negative."

Author's Note:

PS: Thank you to Shuiyuegezhixianglin for the 100-point reward, thank you to the original nickname for the 100-point reward, and thank you to Haoxiangyangzhikuangsan and Baise Zangfu for each of the monthly tickets.

This is the fourth update. One more update is still owed. Four updates will continue today.

061 Oh dear, I've been hit, you have to pay me compensation.

Kamijou Touma's outstretched hand froze in place. Then, remembering what had just happened, he seemed to be frightened as well and quickly withdrew his hand.

However, even if he wanted to escape now, the hideous wound on Momo's arm was still stimulating Touma Kamijou's nerves.

He is now certain that he did it all, though unintentionally, but it is undoubtedly related to his strange right hand.

Wanting to help someone out of kindness, he ended up becoming the perpetrator himself. How is Touma Kamijou supposed to face Momo?

"Then, then come with me. I'll go find a public phone and an ambulance right away. Or you can wait here for me. I will definitely come back. Believe me, I swear on my name, Touma Kamijou!"

Kamijou Touma is a seasoned veteran. Although he still doesn't understand what's going on, he's not so scared that he completely loses his composure.

However, just as Kamijou Touma was about to turn around and act, he was stopped by Momo's words.

"Calm down first, it's okay."

Kamijou Touma's body, which was about to rush out, stopped abruptly. He turned back in astonishment to look at Mo Mo, who was still staring at his wound with great interest, as if admiring some kind of work of art.

Momo's behavior left Touma speechless. Shouldn't the patient himself be the one who should be most worried and terrified at this moment? Even a symbolic scream would have been nice. Why are you so calm?

The injury was so severe that it felt like a layer of flesh had been ripped off his arm. Just thinking about Touma Kamijou made me feel pain to the bone, yet this patient remained completely unmoved...

and many more!

Touma Kamijou's lips twitched. This patient...

Could he be a mentally ill patient?

That's very possible. Otherwise, why would he be dressed like that? He looks like he just ran out of the hospital!

Mo Mo glanced at Kamijou Touma, who was deep in thought, and said, "Not only did you not feel the slightest remorse for injuring me, but you also slandered me in your heart. I never thought that you, Mr. Kamijou Touma, would be such a scoundrel."

"This is so disappointing!"

"Touma Kamijou doesn't want to be a bastard, but the problem is, Touma Kamijou doesn't understand what's going on! And it's you who's stopping me from making amends!"

Kamijou Touma clutched his head; he was now not far from chaos.

Of all people to hurt, it had to be a mentally ill patient. Now it might not be so easy for him to get out of this mess!

"So, buddy, please, let Mr. Kamijou call an ambulance first. If that doesn't work, I'll call the police after I call the ambulance. I can even take myself to the police station!"

"You'll die if you keep bleeding like this, Mr. Kamijou is worried about you!"

Kamijou Touma pointed at Momo's arm and shouted loudly, but he dared not touch Momo easily at the moment, since he could not do anything for Momo with just his left hand.

"So you, Mr. Kamijou, still lack experience. You can't even handle such a small situation. How will you ever be able to defeat the world and conquer demons in the future?"

"Mr. Kamijou is Kamijou Touma, not Kamijou Touma. Mr. Kamijou couldn't do something like Kamijou Touma, he wouldn't even dare to dream of it!"

Kamijou Touma sighed weakly and said, "How can you still be in the mood for jokes? Can't you treat your wounds first? If you die like this, Mr. Kamijou Touma will be sentenced to life imprisonment before he can exorcise the demon!"

Mo Mo shrugged and said, "I've been treating my injuries, but you just can't see it. Besides, I'm not very familiar with my abilities right now."

"However... I've roughly figured out the trick."

As soon as he finished speaking, red and white light suddenly emerged from the wound on Mo Mo's arm. These lights wove together to form a network that enveloped Mo Mo's arm, as if putting a protective armband on his wound.

After the arm guard was applied, the previously mangled flesh and blood of Momo's arm began to slowly recover, visibly regrow at a rapid pace. Finally, the red and white arm guard merged into Momo's arm, leaving no trace of the original wound.

Mo Mo nodded in satisfaction, then pointed to her newly healed arm. The skin on her arm felt very firm, probably because of the new growth, and it was still slightly painful to the touch.

"Can it be used like this? It's quite powerful."

While Momo was discussing his own power, Touma Kamijou was already dumbfounded, almost ready to rush up and grab Momo's arm for a closer look.

After all, this was the first time Touma Kamijou had ever witnessed such a powerful regenerative ability; it was like seeing an immortal monster from a game.

"Are you...a monster?"

Kamijou Touma blurted out the question without thinking, while Mo Mo looked at him with a grin and asked in return, "Are you a monster?"

"How could Mr. Kamijou be a monster? Mr. Kamijou is just an ordinary Level 5 power user. What else could your abilities be but those of a monster? Did Academy City suddenly acquire a Level 5 physical enhancement user?"

"I don't even know if I'm LV5 yet, but you, who claim to be the most ordinary level 0 powerless person, actually tore my arm, which belongs to a powerful power user, to shreds. Aren't you a monster?"

Touma Kamijou was speechless, but seeing that Mo Mo had recovered, he finally felt relieved and said, "Anyway, it's good that you're alright. What happened just now was indeed caused by [the incident], and I apologize to you."

"No, you meant well, after all, your original purpose was to help me..."