Long Live Money in Anime Crossover

Momo didn't continue speaking because Asuna gently poked Momo's face, making Momo turn around.

"Face me, don't look over there!"

Asuna murmured softly, but Momo's maxed-out target acquisition skill allowed him to hear clearly, and Asuna was aware of this as well.

Momo turned around and saw Asuna's aggrieved face, her eyes red, as if she was really suppressing her feelings.

"Come closer."

"what?"

Asuna moved closer as instructed, but Momo suddenly leaned in and kissed her lips to Asuna's surprise.

The warm touch instantly melted Asuna's heart, warming her soul. She knew that Momo's actions were cunning, but this method was surprisingly effective.

After a long silence, their lips parted, and Asuna, blushing, whispered, "Hurry up and go do your mission! I really can't wait much longer! After the mission, I want your surprise. If you don't give it to me now, I'll steal it myself!"

"Don't worry, Asuna, that's for you."

"Um--"

Asuna tucked her chin into her sleeper, leaving only her gentle eyes looking at Momo.

"Daddy...don't leave Yui..."

At this moment, Yui also began to murmur. Momo nodded slightly to Asuna and turned to check on Yui's condition.

This time, Asuna didn't stop her; instead, she smiled and chose to go to sleep.

Mo Mo reached out to place her hand on Yui's sleeping bag, wanting to comfort her, but touched another person's hand. Mo Mo subconsciously wanted to leave, but was suddenly held tightly by a pair of somewhat cold hands.

Argo's hand.

Argo showed no sign of loosening his grip.

Momo looked over with some confusion, only to see Argo with his eyes closed and a trace of tears at the corner of his eye.

"Feel sorry……"

Argo whispered an apology, but gripped Momo's hand even tighter.

072 In the dead of night...

Please don't refuse me...

"Only once, only this once..."

Argo didn't even dare to speak aloud, only his lips moved, but Momo understood lip reading and comprehended what Argo meant.

Momo finally took the initiative, turning the tables and grasping Argo's hand, their fingers intertwined.

Argo shuddered, but dared not move or open his eyes. A slight smile appeared on his lips, but his tears flowed even more freely.

"What a pitiful little girl, you scumbag Mo, how can you treat this poor thing like this?"

"Although I might get beaten up if I say this, I can't entirely blame Argo for being in such a complicated situation, can I? She has too many concerns. If she had fewer concerns, she wouldn't be in such a dilemma."

"I'm waiting too, waiting for her to explode! It's against my conscience and very painful for me to do this."

"Look into my innocent eyes, they are full of sincerity, font number 72!"

Reimu Hakurei nodded and said, "That's true. By the way, Momo, can I borrow your level 40 elite axe?"

"what?"

"I'll smash you to death, you damned bastard!"

"Please let me go!"

Nothing happened that night, and when the next morning arrived, Argo was the first to wake up. It was less a wake-up call and more a case of almost not sleeping at all.

One night, she had countless nightmares. In some of them, she replaced Asuna and became the first girl Momo met. Under Momo's pursuit, she showed a sweet smile, but always kept Momo hanging on, not letting him pursue her so easily.

In some of her dreams, she relentlessly pursued Mo Mo, but Mo Mo turned into a cold and arrogant CEO who always ignored her, a girl with almost no distinguishing features, leaving her heartbroken.

In other dreams, much like now, Momo is with Asuna. She tries to pursue Momo but is killed by Asuna. Sometimes, it is Asuna who kills Momo, and other times, it is Momo who kills her.

A jumble of bizarre dreams jolted her awake before dawn.

Her hands were slippery, seemingly covered in sweat, but surprisingly not cold. She instinctively reached out and grasped another strong, warm hand, which warmed her heart.

She looked down and saw that she and Momo were still holding hands, having not separated all night.

A complex mix of emotions welled up inside me; I didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow for myself.

"Argo, Argo, weren't you the self-proclaimed great mouse, the forever cheerful and invincible Argo? But what are you like now? When did you become such a cloying girl?"

Argo smiled wryly, trying to pull her hand away, but Momo's hand was strong and firm, making it impossible for her to pull it out.

Argo blushed and murmured, "Why didn't you grab me and stop me earlier with such a strong hand? I'm yours now. Why did you do this now, only after I begged you? What kind of nonsense is this?"

After saying that, Argo looked at Yui, who was still fast asleep. Her small chest rose and fell slightly, and there was a peaceful smile on her lips. It seemed that Yui had had a good sleep.

"How enviable..."

"Actually, you can do it too, but why do you have to put your heart on my side?"

At this moment, Momo's voice came softly. Argo's body trembled, and he looked at Momo. Sure enough, Momo had woken up.

Argo's face flushed red, but then suddenly turned pale. He said, "Let go! What if Asuna sees us..."

"So what if we saw it?"

Momo's words stunned Argo.

“Argo, you’re not the only one caught in a dilemma; I am too.”

Argo's eyes widened even more.

"What am I to you? If I am nothing, then we can remain friends who laugh and joke around. But now, even you don't know what I am, and I'm even less sure myself."

"Is it my fault?!"

Argo's voice suppressed a hint of anger, and also a hint of sorrow.

"Well, let's be honest, maybe the wording is a bit harsh. Argo, tell me, what exactly do you want? Do you want to be with me, to have me love you, cherish you, and then spend our lives together? Or do you just want to have some flirtation with me for a while, or maybe you just want to vent your longing for me?"

Argo smirked and said, "Why be so polite? You just want to know what I want to be with you—a wife, a lover, or a one-night stand?"

This time, facing Argo's mocking gaze, Momo did not look away, but answered, "Yes."

The single, clear word caused Argo's expression to change drastically, his face darkening with anger. He seemed genuinely upset and said, "Only a playboy like you could say such a thing. Have you ever said anything like that to Asuna?"

"Unfortunately, no."

"So you dare to tell me that I am such a worthless person..."

"No, Argo, I did not mean to insult you in the slightest. The reason I didn't tell Asuna is because the truth is clear: I love Asuna, and Asuna loves me. If we leave here in the future, I will definitely marry Asuna. There is no doubt about that. Our feelings for each other have never changed."

Argo felt a pang of bitterness in his heart and said, "What is this? Is it a show of defiance against me?"

"No, I just want to tell you that you need to figure out what I am to you before I can respond. As for what the response is, I won't tell you now, otherwise you'll just misunderstand."

"Call me a playboy or a shameless rogue, this is my opinion. Many things are not really that difficult to solve; the problem is simply that we haven't brought them out into the open and faced them squarely."

“Argo, I look forward to your true thoughts, and I will give a genuine response in return. Only in this way will it be best for both of us.”

Argo stared at Momo in shock, wanting to yell at him for being shameless, but then suddenly realized Momo was right. From yesterday until now, she had been incredibly conflicted, but what was she conflicted about?

Even Argo himself seems to be confused now.

Momo's suggestion was simple, and perhaps a little blunt: figure out exactly what you want. Only by knowing what you want can Momo decide what to give or not to give. Otherwise, what should Momo do?

Argo, Argo, when did you lose even the courage to speak?

Seeing Argo's thoughtful expression, Momo smiled slightly and let go of his hand. The sudden loss of warmth made Argo tense up and look at Momo.

Mo Mo made a shushing gesture and pointed behind him. Asuna seemed to have fallen into a light sleep and turned over.

Argo's heart began to pound uncontrollably; she clenched her lips tightly and even stopped breathing.

Then, Argo felt something was very strange. What was going on? Her current situation was so similar to Momo's...

Could it be that, in Mo Mo's eyes, I might really become...

Argo's face flushed red, but she gradually calmed down. She could now sense the difference in Momo's attitude compared to when he first rejected her.

Although this difference in attitude made Argo feel somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, she also felt an instinctive sense of joy.

It seems there is still a chance.

"You playboy, what are you thinking! Could it be... you really..."

"Aren't you afraid of Asuna?! If I answer... I... I want to be your wife... can you give up Asuna?"

Momo shrugged and said, "Unfortunately, I can't give up on Asuna."

Momo's words were resolute, sending a chill down Argo's spine. But Argo then looked into Momo's eyes and felt that the sentence was not finished.

"What...are you trying to say?!"

"That depends on your perspective. You need to figure out your own thoughts before I can act accordingly. But it's impossible for you to replace Asuna; Asuna is my true love!"

Argo, his face dark, looked at Momo, who was expressing his love for Asuna. Surprisingly, he didn't feel disgusted because what Momo said was true.

If Momo really says that she is willing to give up Asuna for her sake, would she accept it?

Probably not...

Argo pondered for a while and suddenly realized that the relationship between Momo and Asuna was something she envied. If she really destroyed this relationship, and Momo allowed her to do so, what would be the point of destroying what she envied?

"You...you're a piece of scum!"

Argo blushed and hid his face, while Momo smiled slightly and said, "Well, actually I don't care too much about what others say. After all, there are at least seven or eight hundred million people who curse me, hate me, or even want to kill me, so adding a few dozen or a few hundred more wouldn't be a problem."

"Stay away from me, I want to sleep!"

"It's dawn!"

I need to catch up on my sleep!

Momo didn't stop Argo, because it was clear that Argo needed to calm down and consider his true thoughts. However, Momo wasn't sleepy anymore; rather than waiting for Asuna to wake up, it was better to slip away first.

So, this morning's head chef became Momo. Momo's cooking skills are on par with Asuna's, but Asuna has always forbidden Momo from cooking.

When Asuna woke up, Momo was gone. She breathed a sigh of relief. Momo's disappearance meant that he had no attachment to this place.