Long Live Money in Anime Crossover

"I just don't want to be your brother anymore, it's not that I look down on you or anything! We can do other things even if we're not brothers anymore, like..."

"No, that's enough, there's no need to say anymore, please don't hurt my young heart anymore!"

Mo Mo unceremoniously stuck out his finger and sealed Fujiwara no Mokou's lips, saying, "I understand, I understand everything. I'm not qualified to be your brother, not qualified to stay by your side. It's all my fault. I messed things up and made you hate me."

Momo seemed completely immersed in grief, a grief that made it hard for him to breathe. He clutched his chest with his other hand, as if trying to give his wounded heart a final, powerful beat.

"It's all my fault, it's the result of my own actions. I won't ask for your forgiveness, I'll just exile myself to a place where you can never find me, where I'll live a lonely and heartbroken life."

"I...I'm leaving, Mokou. It's all my fault, goodbye, farewell!"

After saying that, Mo Mo resolutely got up to leave, but a pair of strong hands grabbed Mo Mo's shoulders and with a powerful wrestling motion, threw Mo Mo back onto the bed. Then the owner of those hands pressed down hard on Mo Mo's shoulders and pinned Mo Mo down.

"Listen to me properly, you bastard!"

Fujiwara no Mokou was both angry and annoyed, with a hint of nervousness on her face. She wanted to get closer to Momo, not sever ties with him. If there was a misunderstanding, Fujiwara no Mokou didn't know how to make amends.

In a moment of desperation, Fujiwara no Mokou pushed Momo down, determined not to let Momo leave before she could explain herself.

Otherwise, what will happen to her and Kaguya Houraisan afterwards?

However, just as Fujiwara no Mokou was about to explain the misunderstanding, she looked at Momo, who was pinned down by her, and watched her white hair slowly brush against her shoulders and fall onto Momo's face. A strange feeling instantly welled up in her heart.

What am I doing?

Especially at this moment, Mo Mo was completely innocent, with a smug smile on her face as if she had succeeded in playing a prank, and her wandering eyes were admiring Fujiwara no Mokou's face up close.

Not only that, Fujiwara no Mokou, who was pressing her body against Momo's, vaguely felt something pressing against her lower abdomen, making her want to escape from Momo's body as soon as possible.

Could it be... that Mo Mo has outsmarted me again?

“Alright,” Momo spoke up at this moment, saying, “I didn’t expect you to be this kind of person, Mohong, resorting to force at the slightest disagreement.”

Mo Mo crossed her arms over her chest, as if protecting her last virginity, and said, "Speak, as long as you promise not to take my virginity, I will obediently listen to you."

"Humph!"

Fujiwara no Mokou snorted coldly, annoyed. She'd been led by the nose by Mo Mo again. But now, she wasn't angry; she simply wanted to find a way to get revenge on Mo Mo.

Got it!

Fujiwara no Mokou bent her arms and pressed her body against Momo, pinning Momo down between them and squeezing her hard several times.

I heard that's the most sensitive spot for boys, this kind of method will definitely hurt Momo a lot, right?

After doing all this, Fujiwara no Mokou watched as Mo Mo's expression changed, and at the same time felt the temperature gradually rising at the point of compression. She nodded in satisfaction.

Now you've finally learned your lesson, haven't you?

In a sense, Mo Mo, whose expression changed drastically, did indeed suffer, finding himself in a limbo, and further suffering from being teased by a beauty like Fujiwara no Mokou.

Sigh, it's all my own fault, I guess I'll just have to accept it.

Through a thin layer of clothing, feeling the warmth and softness of Fujiwara no Mokou's body, as well as the slightly stronger pressure, Mo Mo could only swallow the pain herself.

"Listen to me clearly,"

Fujiwara no Mokou decided to act quickly. Beating around the bush was definitely not suitable for her. Moreover, she knew that she could not compete with Mo Mo, whose cunning had long been devoured by thousands of insects.

"I don't want to be your brother anymore, it's just... I don't want to play this brotherhood game with you anymore!"

Fujiwara no Mokou felt her heart beating faster and faster, and her face was getting rosier and rosier, probably soon as it was as red as her eyes.

At that moment, Fujiwara no Mokou caught a glimpse of the faint smile on Mo Mo's lips. She suddenly realized—could Mo Mo have deliberately intended for her to say these shameful things?

hateful……

Never mind, it's more important to clarify things first.

Fujiwara no Mokou temporarily abandoned her thoughts of continuing to pressure Mo Mo and retaliate against him, saying, "I, Fujiwara no Mokou, say what I mean. Mo Mo, you call me brother just to get close to me!"

"I know you've got your eye on me. I don't know what it is about me, whether it's my face or my figure, it can't be my personality... Ahhh, whatever! Since you've got your eye on me and want to get closer to me, to date me, then just be direct!"

"You know my current situation—I have nothing, and this is just my temperament. If you really think I'm attractive to you, you can just tell me directly. I... I never said I would directly reject you, did I?"

"Dating... even though it's my first time, I'm willing to try. As for you, I don't dislike you, after all, there's nothing about you that I can't dislike. Of course, it would be best if you could change your glib tongue."

Fujiwara no Mokou finished speaking in one breath, which truly showed her personality and courage that were different from ordinary girls. However, after she breathed a sigh of relief, she saw Mo Mo's astonished eyes, and all her courage just now collapsed in an instant.

Mo Mo's expression... Could it be that he didn't have that thought? Or did she misunderstand?

No way?

No way!

If Fujiwara no Mokou really misunderstood, then... then she might as well just die!

Ugh, I want to die!

As Fujiwara no Mokou's face contorted in a series of changes, she realized that her strong personality was merely a facade. She possessed all the emotions a girl should have, though she was simply slow to realize them and would only act impulsively afterward.

Moreover, it is clear that the aftermath of an attack is more memorable than the pre-attack attack, both mentally and physically.

"all in all!"

As if to encourage herself, or as if to shake off the embarrassment and shyness that was gradually engulfing her, Fujiwara no Mokou closed her eyes tightly, grabbed Momo's shoulders, and shouted out.

"I'm open to dating you, so don't try to fool me with all that fancy stuff. I'm...too complicated, I don't understand!"

After saying this, Fujiwara no Mokou breathed heavily, closed her eyes tightly, and waited for Momo's reply.

"If you... if you're still a man, give me a straight answer. At worst... at worst I'll apologize to you, at worst I'll just admit I was overthinking it!"

"Hurry up and give me a straight answer, brother!"

065 What are you doing? Do I even need to say it?

Mo Mo suppressed his surprise and his expression became serious and solemn.

Mo Mo is currently facing feelings for a girl. Let alone the girl who is Fujiwara no Mokou, whom Mo Mo likes and admires, even if she were just an ordinary person, Mo Mo would treat her seriously and give this feeling an answer.

“I’m surprised, Mokou.”

Mo Mo calmly expressed her turbulent emotions. Fujiwara no Mokou's outburst truly surprised Mo Mo; as expected, Fujiwara no Mokou was no pushover.

At the same time, Fujiwara no Mokou's words were almost sending a message to Momo. As long as Momo didn't do anything excessive or completely unacceptable to Fujiwara no Mokou, then Fujiwara no Mokou would most likely come to her side.

This isn't exactly a confession, but it's not far off in reality.

While the confession pleased Mo Mo, it also made her frown, because Fujiwara no Mokou's confession at this moment was not what Mo Mo had hoped for.

At least this relationship, which is mixed with too many things, is not what Mo Mo wants.

"Mokou, I have a question for you. I will answer everything you ask honestly later, so I hope you can answer me honestly as well, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Fujiwara no Mokou nodded without hesitation.

"If I didn't have the power to save you, the power to save Mokou, and was just an ordinary person in the afterlife, would you still make this confession to me?"

Upon hearing this, Fujiwara no Mokou's shoulders instantly stiffened. Her eyebrows twitched as if she were about to open her eyes, but Mo Mo gently brushed her eyebrows away, and then she calmly closed her eyes again.

Is this problem difficult?

After a few seconds of silence, Fujiwara no Mokou shook her head slightly and said, "It's not a difficult question. My answer is yes."

"I understand what you mean. Do you think that my confession is an attempt to rely on you, to completely exploit your power to escape my current predicament, to use you as a stepping stone, and to use my own feelings and body as bargaining chips?"

"If I misunderstood you and made you angry, I apologize to you, Mokou."

Fujiwara no Mokou shook her head again and said, "I'm not angry, because what you said isn't entirely wrong. I did have those thoughts myself, so being misunderstood and looked down upon is my own fault."

A self-deprecating smile flickered across Fujiwara no Mokou's lips, quickly replaced by a proud gleam that drew attention. Her eyes were closed, yet Momo seemed to see the unwavering strength shining within them.

"However, I, Fujiwara no Mokou, have never reached the point of selling my soul and body. If it's truly for my own life or death, then I'd rather die than fight you."

"Anyway, I'm in the afterlife. I'm already dead, so what's wrong with dying again?"

After her initial outburst, Fujiwara no Mokou's voice softened with tenderness and shyness as she said, "I can solemnly answer you that even if you were an ordinary boy and expressed your feelings for me, I would give you a chance."

"After all, boys who like someone like me are rare! Since they're rare, I should take the initiative to protect you, shouldn't I?"

A mischievous smile seemed to appear on Fujiwara no Mokou's lips, but it quickly vanished as she said, "However, if you still see me as that kind of girl, I won't deny it. Because I have indeed thought about using our relationship to better take care of and protect Kaguya, and to heal her."

"It's probably a matter of degree, but I don't want to explain too much. After all, I can't be some pure girl, as pure as an angel like Kanade."

"If this makes you give up, I... I will accept it."

Fujiwara no Mokou's voice changed slightly. It seemed that even though she was engaging in a deep psychological self-destruction, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy when facing Mo Mo's full scrutiny.

After all, everyone wants to have a more perfect image in the eyes of others, especially certain specific individuals. But how many people actually have the courage to expose their flaws and darker sides to others?

Especially when one is fully aware of the difficult future that such self-destruction might bring, and perhaps one that one does not want to accept.

However, Fujiwara no Mokou did it anyway, whether out of impulse or out of a sense of pride. She did it anyway and was prepared to bear all the consequences.

Now, all Fujiwara no Mokou needs to do is wait for Momo's answer, and as for Momo's reply...

"Feel sorry."

Mo Mo uttered two words softly, yet they seemed to weigh a ton, pressing down on Fujiwara no Mokou's shoulder in an instant, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. She lost the strength to support herself and collapsed onto Mo Mo, turning her cheek to face him and burying her face in the pillow.

“Ah,” Fujiwara no Mokou said in a muffled voice, “I was indeed a little too excited, and I misunderstood…”

Her chaotic words carried a suppressed bitterness as Fujiwara no Mokou desperately tried to speak and salvage the situation, the mess she had created on a whim.

However, despite wanting to do so, she was unable to stop herself from using the right words. The chaotic emotions churning in her heart directly disturbed her mind, making her almost want to fall into a deep sleep and never wake up again.

It's so embarrassing, so out of control, so powerless, so pathetic.

What have you done, Fujiwara no Mokou!

"Um, the second brother."

At this moment, Mo Mo gently placed his hand on Fujiwara no Mokou's back, stroking her hair and body, and said, "I haven't finished speaking yet, can you wait until I finish before you interrupt?"

"Ugh!"

Fujiwara no Mokou exclaimed in surprise, but before she could ask, Mo Mo took the initiative to explain, "I'm sorry, what I want to tell you is, Mokou, no matter what you are like, whether you are pure or not, whether you have any dark thoughts or want to get something from me, none of that matters."

"As long as you can come to my side, that's enough."

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

Fujiwara no Mokou cried out and propped herself up, her arms seemingly regaining their strength. She opened her eyes, her crimson pupils gleaming with surprise, and met Mo Mo's gaze, wanting to know from his eyes whether he was telling the truth.

Mo Mo's gaze was as firm as the midday sun, its light unshaken by anything.