Long Live Money in Anime Crossover

But in Komeiji Satoru's view, since Momo was able to control her brain to produce so many nasty fantasies to erode her mind, it would be an incredibly simple thing for her to concoct a sincere and true thought to deceive her.

Komeiji Satoru's mind was currently 99% full of capacity, suppressed by the exquisite story created by Momo with his terrifying computing power. Momo only left Komeiji Satoru with a pitiful 1% of consciousness to think about problems, which obviously left Komeiji Satoru in a dazed state.

Even so, Komeiji Satoru managed to unravel all of this thanks to the powerful spirit and will of the yokai.

However, the clearer things became, the more desperate Komeiji Satoru felt. She couldn't fight against Momo, her demonic power was no match for Momo, and Momo was even planning to harm her sister, Koi…

What should she do?!

Despair filled Komeiji Satoru's heart. Finally, she gritted her teeth and whispered, "I agree."

Komeiji Satori did not trust Momo, believing that Momo was trying to use her sister to threaten her. Unable to resist Momo, Komeiji Satori could only reluctantly agree.

The only thing that Komeiji Satoru was thankful for was that Momo didn't have the ability to read minds, so Momo definitely couldn't know her thoughts.

However, after Komeiji Satoru said the word "agree," she subconsciously looked into Momo's eyes and saw Momo's eyes that seemed to see through everything.

Komeiji Satoru's heart skipped a beat. Her tense body stretched to its limit, and the 99% of her consciousness collapsed again. She let out a long groan, held her breath, and her consciousness blurred once more.

When Komeiji Satoru finally regained consciousness, she could no longer hold back her tears, because she knew that there must be another layer of water on the ground.

This humiliation...

"Alright, since you've agreed, then we'll be partners for now."

Momo lowered her head and licked the tears from Komeiji Satori's eyes with the tip of her tongue. Komeiji Satori hurriedly closed her eyes, but dared not resist Momo, and did not dare to move, letting Momo's deep, warm tongue trace across her cheek.

"I don't care why you were here before, or why you had designs on me, but from now on, let's get along well. For my sake, so I can better save Lian, and of course, for your own health."

Feeling Mo Mo's face leave her, Komeiji Satoru opened her eyes and looked at Mo Mo again. Seeing the hint of mockery in Mo Mo's eyes, she said in a hoarse voice, "What do you mean?"

"Well..."

Mo Mo sniffed and said, "Although you are a monster and your physique is much stronger than that of a human, you probably can't handle being too addicted to a certain activity, can you?"

"Fortunately, we're partners, so it's fine if I'm the only one who knows what you look like and what you smell like right now. Otherwise, if those perverted lolicon finds out, they'll definitely do something inappropriate to you."

Upon hearing this, Komeiji Satoru felt as if she had heard the most absurd thing in the world. She gritted her teeth and said, "Isn't all of this what you did to me?!"

Mo Mo opened her innocent-looking eyes and said, "How could that be? I was just thinking about it, I didn't do anything!"

"you!"

Komeiji Satoru was trembling with anger, but she couldn't say anything. Only the two of them could understand what had just happened; to outsiders, it was anyone's guess how they would interpret it.

"Enough, put me down!"

Komeiji Satoru didn't want to pay any more attention to Momo. She pushed against Momo's chest, trying to get out of his embrace, but even this small action triggered her extremely sensitive body.

"Ugh—you bastard!"

Even with his teeth clenched, Komeiji Satoru couldn't stop the sounds coming from his mouth, and once again bent over like a shrimp.

132 Taking a bath here

Komeiji Satoru finally realized that the consequences of mental pollution were terrible. After all, physical reactions ultimately depend on the brain and consciousness.

When the brain decides what has happened to you, it has happened even if it hasn't. When the brain believes nothing has happened to you, it hasn't happened even if it has.

This discussion will not focus on specific cases, but rather on Komeiji Satoru. Although she was only subjected to mental pollution and a small massage from Momo, her brain perceived that Komeiji Satoru had experienced countless exciting and stimulating stories with Momo, thus adjusting the reflexes of her entire body to an extremely sensitive level.

Komeiji Satoru struggled to get out of Mo Mo's arms, making a fool of herself once again, leaving an extra layer of water on her body. At this moment, she finally realized that there was nothing she could do but lie in Mo Mo's arms.

She needed time to rest, not only to recover her physical strength but also her mental well-being. At the very least, her mind couldn't continue to be corrupted by Mo Mo; otherwise, she couldn't even imagine the consequences.

Can you please stop?

Komeiji Satoru questioned Momo, but his voice was weak and listless. In particular, the fatigue from countless tense moments and the unique alluring aura that resulted from it made his voice enough to make countless lolicon feel weak and powerless.

Even if... I'm begging you.

The words that came out, spoken with a tone of heartache and exhaustion, sent a chill down Mo Mo's spine, and a surge of emotion coursed through her body like an electric current.

Komeiji Satoru clearly didn't realize how alluring her languid, post-coital aura, her soaked and semi-transparent clothes, the petite and delicate figure vaguely revealed beneath them, and the faint scent she exuded were to many people.

Coupled with that tone, it's practically an invitation to perverted lolicon.

Fortunately, Mo Mo wasn't a lolicon and could calmly accept everything without being swayed. As for the hundreds of new ideas that came to Mo Mo's mind, they didn't prove anything. After all, Mo Mo was currently showing signs of becoming an animation producer, so she might as well continue creating in her mind.

"ah!"

Komeiji Satoru screamed, then glared angrily at Momo again, because she helplessly discovered that the mental pollution that Momo had started playing on repeat, which had reduced the stimulation to her brain, had come up with a new trick.

"Ahem," Mo Mo coughed solemnly, revealing a gentle smile, and said, "Absolutely no problem. We're partners now! I'll let you go, and I'll also handle the current minor issues properly."

Upon hearing this, Komeiji Satoru felt a sense of relief, but then she became uneasy again.

"However, Jue, you know how powerful you are. To prevent you from using your abilities for anything, I will maintain the current status quo, do you understand? Of course, to show my mercy, I will grant you some privileges."

Mo Mo kept his word. He had originally only left Komeiji Satori with one percent of his capacity, but he generously increased it to two percent.

That's a full doubling!

That's a hundred million if you round it up!

How much danger will Momo have to bear if he gives Komeiji Satoru, this powerful youkai, twice the amount of spirit he can freely use?

Momo believed that he had already demonstrated his sincerity enough.

Unfortunately, Komeiji Satoru refused to acknowledge it at all. She stared intently at Momo, as if she wanted to devour him whole.

"Ahem," Mo Mo said somewhat awkwardly, "We can still discuss this, can't we? Don't look at me like I'm your father's killer. At worst... five percent?"

Despite Momo's haggling and Komeiji Satoru's silent, protesting gaze, Momo finally agreed to increase her power by twenty percent. This twenty-fold increase in mental strength was enough for Komeiji Satoru to use her abilities freely.

This also means that even though Komeiji Satoru is still being suppressed by Momo by 80% of his mental strength, he can still act as if he is in a normal state, and no one can see through his disguise.

Of course, such leniency comes with an additional condition: whenever Momo believes that Komeiji Satoru poses a threat, he has the right to escalate the suppression of Komeiji Satoru at any time.

Faced with Momo's shameless terms, Komeiji Satoru finally nodded in humiliation. After all, she was under Momo's thumb, and Momo was currently completely suppressing her; Komeiji Satoru was essentially powerless to resist. Even if Momo did whatever he pleased to her, Komeiji Satoru probably couldn't do anything about it.

Although Momo's willingness to escalate the situation at any time might mean that this has clearly become a means for Momo to control Komeiji Satoru, Komeiji Satoru can only nod and acquiesce to Momo's control in order to maintain a normal state.

This means that, although the two did not explicitly state it, they had already reached a relationship that appeared to be one of cooperation but was in reality that of a captive and his master.

After Momo released twenty percent of Komeiji Satoru's mental energy, Komeiji Satoru stopped struggling and lay peacefully in Momo's arms. Her eyes no longer held the resentment she had just had, and she calmly said, "What do you need me to do?"

However, Mo Mo knew very well that this calmness was only because Komeiji Satoru was able to control her emotions. As for what she was thinking and how she viewed Mo Mo, only she herself knew.

"However, let me make this clear beforehand: there are many things I won't do for you. And don't even think about taking advantage of my sister. If you really push me to the brink... I'll just end up like my sister!"

Koishi Satoru hardened her heart; this was probably the only thing she could use to threaten Momo—by using a self-destructive method to disable her own abilities. In this way, Gensokyo would have a second Koishi Koishi.

Komeiji Satoru was well aware of the enormous cost involved, but in order to protect his sister and prevent Momo from using him to do things that would cause both of them to despair, Komeiji Satoru had the courage.

"Don't worry, Satoru," Momo patted Komeiji Satoru's wet head with a smile, and said, "You'll be glad you cooperated with me in the future. As for what to do now..."

"Why don't you change your clothes first?"

Upon hearing this, Komeiji Satoru was slightly taken aback. She had been focusing all her attention on concealing her emotions, controlling her body, and confronting Momo.

It was only when Mo Mo pointed it out that she realized how embarrassing her current physical condition was.

Komeiji Satori's face immediately flushed red, whether from anger or shyness, it was hard to tell, but most likely a combination of both. She stared intently at Momo, as if to say, "You did all this, do you have the right to say such things?"

"I'm certainly not qualified to say such a thing, but..."

Mo Mo understood Komeiji Satori's gaze, sniffed the lingering scent of Komeiji Satori in the air, and said, "If you intend to act with me like this, I don't mind."

Komeiji Satoru's nose twitched violently as she realized, her face turning pale, that her current state wasn't a silent act of resistance against a pervert like Momo, but rather a benefit. She stopped resisting Momo and landed unsteadily from his embrace.

With 20% of her mental energy remaining, she was finally able to temporarily suppress her body, preventing it from becoming completely out of control due to Mo Mo's mental pollution.

She glared at Mo Mo fiercely, then silently turned and took a step, about to walk up the stone steps.

"Just like that? Are there people up there? Can you change your clothes up there?"

Mo Mo's seemingly casual question caused Komeiji Satoru to stop in his tracks, and the surrounding atmosphere became eerily quiet.

Momo didn't hide his thoughts. He was asking about the situation of the Hakurei Shrine and Hakurei Reimu. Komeiji Satoru naturally knew what Momo was thinking, and she also knew what the situation was like up there.

However, she did not answer Mo Mo, but instead said softly, "There are people above me, as for me... I don't have any clean clothes to change into. I will find a place to wash my clothes and then wait for them to dry."

Upon hearing this, Mo Mo's eyes widened, seemingly somewhat embarrassed, and she said, "Could it be... that you don't even have a single piece? Are you planning to wait naked for the clothes to dry?"

Komeiji Satoru turned around, his face expressionless, clearly having entered "nothingness mode," and said, "I only have this one piece of clothing. I'm staying here temporarily, so I can't have too many demands. I've always done the same thing before."

"As for what you're thinking..."

Komeiji Satoru naturally understood Momo's thoughts and said, "You've already done this to me, and I can't resist you. If you want to take advantage of this and do whatever you want to me, there's nothing I can do about it."

After saying these words in a self-deprecating tone, Komeiji Satoru seemed to intend to walk up like this after the fact, then drag his tired body to clean his clothes, and then wait for the clothes to dry with a sincere look.

Hearing this, Mo Mo felt a slight toothache. Although Mo Mo hadn't wronged Komeiji Satoru—Komeiji Satoru was indeed Yakumo Yukari's accomplice—Mo Mo still felt that what she had done was perhaps unforgivable.

"It's okay, Dad. Anyone who knows this story will think you're a scumbag. If you don't believe me, I can ask the moms. This post will get 32 ​​likes in a minute. If you don't believe me, look at the right side."

"Ahem," Mo Mo coughed awkwardly and said, "I was just furious. The thought that Yakumo Yukari still has such a powerful guy like Komeiji Satoru setting up obstacles for me, and the things she did before, made me lose my temper."

"Besides, didn't I really not do anything?"

"Actually, Yui thinks it's good that Daddy has completely become a scumbag. Why keep a last shred of conscience? There's no need to struggle with it. When Daddy has no conscience, Yui can take the opportunity to possess him, and then Yui can be like the mothers, letting Daddy..."

"Snapped!"

Mo Mo slapped Yui on the forehead, leaving a red mark and a tearful face, and said, "Jue, since you're willing to let me do as I say, then you'll have to follow my arrangements from now on."

With a casual wave of his hand, Mo Mo conjured a small bathroom from the light onto the grass beside the stone steps. Three sides were walls, and one side was a curtain. The bathroom was radiating its unique warmth and a faint minty fragrance.

"Now, I order you to take a bath here."

133 The sound of wooden clogs

Komeiji Satoru calmly looked at the bathroom that Momo had summoned. She was clearly aware that Momo had such an ability and was not surprised by it.

She turned to look at Mo Mo and said calmly, "Do you want to shower with me, or do you want to peep, or do you have some other idea?"

Komeiji Satoru originally didn't know this knowledge, but under Momo's mental pollution, she has become almost immune to such childish tricks.

"of course not."

Mo Mo said righteously, "How could I do such a thing? After all, I caused your current condition. I can't let you go home looking like this, can I?"

Komeiji Satoru glanced calmly at Momo, completely ignoring what Momo was saying. Still trying to read Momo's thoughts, she understood that Momo did this because she didn't want her to see Hakurei Reimu with a lingering, indecent image of herself.