Long Live Money in Anime Crossover

"Don't mention that bastard anymore. We probably won't see him for a long time. Hmph, the trap I set for him won't be easy for him to escape."

Haruhi Suzumiya was very confident in her final scheme. No matter how powerful Momo was, he would have to overcome the encirclement of dozens of worlds before he could find the SOS Brigade again. Even if Momo did come to settle scores with Haruhi Suzumiya later, it would be at least a year and a half later, or even a decade or two.

It has only been a little over a month since that meeting with Mo Mo.

"Besides, you know my health condition. How could I be sick? I just suddenly wanted to eat something sour. It's not a big deal!"

As she spoke, Haruhi Suzumiya's tone became slightly complaining.

Seeing this, Mikuru smiled slightly, took Haruhi Suzumiya's arm, and said, "Alright, alright, I'll prepare it later. It's just sour things, pomegranate, hawthorn, lemon, bayberry... Whether it's a pie or a fruit salad, I'll make sure you eat your fill."

Hearing Mikuru's words, Haruhi Suzumiya felt her mouth almost water. The thought of that surging sourness seemed to gradually calm the restless palpitations in her heart.

It turns out I just wanted something sour, it's nothing serious!

"Hehe, as expected of Mikuru, you're still the best, Mikuru."

Haruhi Suzumiya gave Mikuru a big bear hug without any hesitation, then rubbed against her. Mikuru looked a little helpless, but still didn't object to Haruhi using her as a giant body pillow. The SOS Brigade was no more, and Mikuru was the only person Haruhi could completely trust and remain close to.

Mikuru knows her place; she is a partner who supports Haruhi Suzumiya from behind. Only by her side can Haruhi Suzumiya temporarily set aside her responsibilities as the leader of the SOS Brigade and become the carefree Haruhi Suzumiya she once was.

It's a little ironic, really. The Suzumiya Haruhi of the past desperately wanted anomalies to disrupt her daily life, while the current Suzumiya Haruhi, though she hasn't said it, Mikuru knows that those brief moments of searching for anomalies are probably the happiest days for Suzumiya Haruhi.

"Oh, right, Mikuru, I have some good news for you. Yuki has almost recovered and I believe she will be back soon. And unlike before, we have a basic grasp of how to fight the black mud, so Yuki doesn't have to bear everything alone anymore."

Oh, right, I almost forgot about Nagato Yuki. She's a partner that Mikuru and Haruhi Suzumiya can both trust.

Nagato the Great God, a professional trouble-solver for three hundred years.

"Once she returns, we'll devise a detailed plan and launch a full-scale counterattack against Gilgamesh. I refuse to believe that Gilgamesh truly has not a single weakness."

"Very well, but before we delve into this grand and detailed plan, how about we sample my masterpiece first?"

Mikuru looked at Haruhi Suzumiya's smugness, but had no intention of agreeing with her. Instead, she pulled Haruhi Suzumiya back to reality from her future plans.

This was also one of the things Mikuru felt she should do. Even though Haruhi Suzumiya seemed never to get tired, as long as she was home, back by her side, Mikuru would do her best to help Haruhi Suzumiya return to her normal routine. Mikuru believed that this was the best way for her to support Haruhi Suzumiya.

"Hmph, alright, seeing how sincere you are, I'll reluctantly try it and see if it's any good!"

Despite maintaining her haughty demeanor, Haruhi Suzumiya cut off a large piece without any sign of reluctance. This was undoubtedly a major perk of Haruhi Suzumiya becoming a Transcendent; at least she no longer had to worry about her weight and could greedily savor all the delicious food prepared by Mikuru.

"Awoo—"

Haruhi Suzumiya opened her mouth wide and took a huge, terrifying bite, which Mikuru found both amusing and exasperating. She quickly turned around to prepare some juice for Haruhi. Even though her cake wasn't dry at all and was as smooth as cheese, it wasn't meant to be eaten like that.

However, as soon as she turned around, she heard a sound that sent chills down her spine: vomiting.

"vomit--"

Mikuru turned around quickly and was surprised to find that Haruhi Suzumiya was pale and had spat out all the cake she had just swallowed and chewed. Even the remaining cake on her plate fell to the ground.

"Spring Day, what's wrong with you!"

Mikuru quickly tried to help Haruhi Suzumiya up. The pale-faced Haruhi looked bewildered and looked at Mikuru with a slightly apologetic smile, saying, "Um, I'm sorry, it wasn't your cake... I don't know... Waaah!"

However, she had barely uttered three sentences when Haruhi Suzumiya's face instantly turned ashen. She covered her mouth, turned and rushed out of the kitchen without looking back, into the bathroom, and began to vomit violently. Even Mikuru, who was frozen in shock in the kitchen, could hear her almost heart-wrenching vomiting.

"Haruhi!"

Mikuru then realized that something must have happened to Haruhi Suzumiya!

As she rushed towards the restroom, she gently pressed the brooch on her chest and said urgently, "Ryoko, come back quickly, Haruhi is in trouble!"

She hesitated for a few seconds, then pressed the brooch again and said, "Yuki, if you can, please come back. I have a feeling... a feeling that something terrible has happened!"

092 I understand!

In the blink of an eye, Ryoko Asakura appeared in the living room. The Black Mud Army had retreated for some reason, giving her a rare moment of peace. However, due to her prejudice against Haruhi Suzumiya and past unpleasantness, she didn't live with Haruhi Suzumiya.

The moment she appeared, she saw Mikuru running towards the restroom. Mikuru's pale face startled her, but before she could follow, Haruhi Suzumiya emerged from the restroom, covering her mouth.

Seeing this, Ryoko Asakura breathed a slight sigh of relief. Since Haruhi Suzumiya was still standing there, whatever problems arose wouldn't be a major issue.

"Spring Day, are you alright? Was it my cake...?"

Mikuru approached with a worried expression, while Haruhi Suzumiya quickly waved her hand to indicate that she was fine, saying, "I don't know what's wrong with me, I suddenly feel very nauseous. It's definitely not your cake that's the problem. Even if it were a truly awful dish, with your excellent cooking skills, it certainly wouldn't hurt me..."

However, before she could finish saying those words, which had a strong sense of foreshadowing, Haruhi Suzumiya covered her mouth again, pushed Mikuru away, and rushed back to the bathroom without looking back, locking the door from the inside as well.

Hearing the heart-wrenching sounds of vomiting coming from inside, Mikuru's face turned extremely anxious. She pounded on the door, but Haruhi Suzumiya was too busy vomiting to respond.

What exactly happened to make Haruhi Suzumiya look like this?

Ryoko Asakura, standing to the side, was also dumbfounded. However, being non-human, her vast knowledge allowed her to instantly consider numerous possibilities. She then shook her head, ruling them out. As the center of the SOS Brigade and the world's power, Haruhi Suzumiya was practically a god, making it impossible for her to be troubled by ordinary human diseases.

It could even be said that no toxin or virus could harm Haruhi Suzumiya in the slightest. Haruhi Suzumiya is currently the only member of the SOS Brigade who can completely ignore the threat of the Black Mud.

However, Haruhi Suzumiya's current condition clearly indicates that she has a health problem.

"If external factors cannot affect Haruhi Suzumiya's physical condition, then it must be that Haruhi Suzumiya's own body has changed, and that change in her own body is causing this severe vomiting..."

"But...no way?"

Ryoko Asakura's lips twitched. She reached out and pulled Mikuru, who was crying uncontrollably, closer, whispering in her ear. Mikuru froze instantly, and after a good dozen seconds, she exclaimed, "How could this be? How could Haruhi be dating any man?!"

"Keep your voice down! You know Chunri's temper. How can she possibly admit it when you're raising your voice like that!"

A flame of gossip ignited in Ryoko Asakura's eyes. Although she was only guessing at the moment, she thought this was probably the most likely reason.

"You really can't judge a book by its cover," Ryoko Asakura remarked.

Despite hating men the most, and even initially wishing to castrate all men, Haruhi Suzumiya secretly started a relationship with a young man behind everyone's back, and they even had a child together. If Ryoko Asakura hadn't witnessed it all, she definitely wouldn't have believed it, even if someone showed her a pornographic film of Haruhi Suzumiya and the young man.

"But, but..."

Mikuru, who had been pale, suddenly blushed as if she had thought of something. She stammered, wanting to defend Haruhi Suzumiya but unsure where to begin. Although Mikuru appeared weak and easily bullied, she wasn't stupid. As a person from the future, she was at least knowledgeable in various areas.

Now, recalling Haruhi Suzumiya's state just now, Mikuru couldn't deny Ryoko Asakura's words. The thought that Haruhi Suzumiya had secretly done something intimate with a boy, without any protection, at some unknown time and place, made her feel like she was about to faint!

"What are you talking about... admitting to what?"

Haruhi Suzumiya finally emerged again, glaring at Ryoko Asakura and Mikuru. She hadn't heard what the two had been discussing; the overwhelming nausea made her head spin. Seeing Ryoko Asakura's gossipy expression, she instinctively assumed that Ryoko was talking behind her back.

Ryoko Asakura blinked, her eyes almost turning into excited cat eyes. She was looking at Haruhi Suzumiya as if she were an alien, making Haruhi feel uneasy all over. Especially since Mikuru was doing the same thing, Haruhi instantly bristled.

"You two, are you trying to team up to mess with me? Let me make this clear, even if it's Mikuru, I won't be polite. Let me think... this time, I'll have you wear a backless sweater and take three hundred photos without a bra?"

"Eek! No, no, no, Haruhi!"

Mikuru screamed instantly. Haruhi Suzumiya's hobby of preparing embarrassing outfits for her hadn't changed at all. Especially after experiencing so many worlds, whenever Haruhi Suzumiya saw an interesting outfit, she would always bring it back for Mikuru to cosplay, which had almost become the biggest tragedy in Mikuru's life.

"Alright, alright, stop trying to change the subject!"

Ryoko Asakura pulled Mikuru, who was almost surrendering, behind her. How could she let Haruhi Suzumiya get away with this? Ryoko Asakura was worried that Haruhi Suzumiya would never be able to get over the past, which would have a bad influence on the SOS Brigade.

But now things are different. They've even had a child. Haruhi Suzumiya has definitely moved on from the past and has long since fallen into the arms of some young man at some unknown time and place.

This is absolutely fantastic!

"Hey, Kasuga, aren't you going to tell us who he is? Even if you don't consider me a friend, you should at least tell Mikuru! Your health is definitely at a point where you need to take good care of yourself. Even if you don't think about yourself, shouldn't you think about the child?"

Asakura Ryoko spoke earnestly, transforming into a neighborhood committee auntie. Mikuru, who was behind her, also peeked out. By this time, she had already put her fear of backless sweaters behind her back and nodded solemnly at Suzumiya Haruhi.

Haruhi Suzumiya is the center of everyone's attention, and at this time, her health absolutely needs careful attention. Mikuru has already started thinking that from today onwards, she will revise the diet plan and devote all her energy to taking care of Haruhi Suzumiya and the child.

Oh right, should we start preparing clothes for the baby now? I don't even know how many months old the baby is now!

"What are you talking about? Have you all lost your minds? I'm just feeling a little unwell. What do you mean, 'who is he' and what's this 'child' nonsense?"

Haruhi Suzumiya was indeed caught off guard, while Ryoko Asakura and Mikuru exchanged a glance, realizing with disbelief that Haruhi Suzumiya didn't seem to be lying. Things suddenly took an absurd turn; after staring at each other for a long time, Ryoko Asakura suddenly tapped her palm lightly with her fist.

"I understand, Haruhi!"

"You must have failed your health and physical education class, right?"

093 Aren't you dead?

Haruhi Suzumiya didn't do well in health and physical education class? That's impossible.

Although Haruhi Suzumiya seems unreliable in many ways and didn't study much in the original work, she is undoubtedly very intelligent and ranks among the top students in her class.

Furthermore, Ryoko Asakura wasn't just subtly hinting at Haruhi Suzumiya's profound knowledge; she was practically telling Haruhi directly what had happened to her. Seeing the strange expressions on their faces, Haruhi finally understood Ryoko Asakura's meaning.

"Are you guys out of your minds?!"

This was Haruhi Suzumiya's unwavering mockery of Ryoko Asakura's and Mikuru's speculations. Although she didn't know what was wrong with her body right now, there was no way she could be pregnant!

Are you kidding me? She's never even kissed any other boy. Do you expect Haruhi Suzumiya to believe that she got pregnant just from being glared at, that she got pregnant just from being touched, or that she got pregnant just from eating something bad?

Believing this makes Haruhi Suzumiya truly a failure in health and physical education!

"Don't be so quick to deny it!"

Ryoko Asakura smiled, her eyes flashing with data. Although she hadn't been in contact with Haruhi Suzumiya, her sense of responsibility compelled her to begin examining Haruhi's body. Sure enough, something was amiss with Haruhi's health. While the data was somewhat strange, Ryoko Asakura was now completely convinced that Haruhi was concealing something.

“We know you’re easily embarrassed and can’t stand the slightest bit of shame. It’s like how you always want to dominate every situation; it’s actually a sign of your insecurity. You don’t have to believe me, or you don’t have to believe Mikuru, but please believe in medicine.”

After saying that, Ryoko Asakura flashed a light in her hand, and a device resembling an electronic thermometer appeared in her palm, which she handed to Haruhi Suzumiya.

Pregnancy test.

Haruhi Suzumiya's face was horribly dark. Didn't she know whether she was pregnant or not? Didn't she know whether she had sex with other men?

Haruhi Suzumiya felt humiliated, a million times humiliated.

Especially since Mikuru's face was flushed red and she didn't dare to look at her, Haruhi Suzumiya felt as if she had been betrayed.

"Don't hesitate, this isn't a bad thing. On the contrary, we're really happy, for reasons such as... the SOS Brigade having a new successor, new hope?"

Ryoko Asakura seemed completely oblivious to Haruhi Suzumiya's charcoal-black face, instead continuing to provoke her. This was a hard-won opportunity to ridicule Haruhi; after all, this was their usual way of interacting. Thank goodness, Ryoko's heart was still trembling; she felt she could use this topic to mock Haruhi for the rest of her life.

Pfft, she pretends to hate men the most, but secretly she's already pregnant without even realizing it. Is this what it means to be a prostitute and still have a virtuous image?

"That's enough!"

As expected, Haruhi Suzumiya erupted in anger, like a tiger baring its fangs. She was about to slap the pregnancy test out of Ryoko Asakura's hand, but she immediately covered her mouth with her raised hand, and her face turned pale.

Again!

In an instant, Haruhi Suzumiya turned around and ran to the toilet again, grabbing the pregnancy test from Ryoko Asakura's hand with her other hand.

It wasn't that Haruhi Suzumiya actually thought she might be pregnant or anything; rather, she wanted to try and shut up that bastard Ryoko Asakura. Meanwhile, Mikuru had already summoned Yuki Nagato, and once Yuki arrived, Haruhi Suzumiya was going to fire this replacement, Ryoko Asakura!

What kind of time is this to not take the initiative to check her physical condition, and even make such a low-class joke? Ryoko Asakura, this substitute, deserves to get lost!