A muscular girl is presented to the passionate world of crossover anime.

“Stubborn girl… hiccup… ungrateful.” Oliva took a deep breath, stopped hiccuping, and mustered his remaining strength: “Then come on, I’ll eat with you until the end.”

"You can admit defeat anytime you want," Hana said, not backing down an inch.

So the two of them shut their heads again and began to eat and drink.

Oliva ate two more plates of meat, looked up, and saw that Hanon was still eating.

He ate two more plates of fried noodles, and look, Huayin is still eating.

After eating another plate of shrimp dumplings, I felt a bit full. When I took a break, I looked again and saw that Hanon was still eating!

Good heavens! How could she possibly keep going?

Oliva was shocked, and an unprecedented sense of insecurity surged up. The possibility of "defeat" filled his mind, making him feel a bit of a stomachache... Well, the stomachache might be from being too full, but the pressure that Kanon brought to Oliva was not fake.

"Why? Her appetite wasn't large before, and it was already close to her limit..."

Then Oliva saw steam rising from Kanon's body. Huh, steam?

Kanon's forehead was covered in sweat, which was normal; people tend to sweat more when they're full. Oliva was also drenched in sweat, but Kanon was sweating way too much! Her back seemed completely soaked, and the hot sweat was evaporating rapidly, the moisture spreading around her and refracting the light so much that Kanon appeared distorted in Oliva's eyes...

No! Kanon is really transforming!

To be precise, it was her back. Her clothes, soaked with sweat, clung to her back, revealing the rhythmic movement of her muscles. Hana's muscles were moving in waves of rapid, rhythmic motion!

Remember when Duan Yu first met Qiao Feng in "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" and they drank together? Qiao Feng had an amazing capacity for alcohol, while Duan Yu couldn't hold his liquor. So he used the Six Meridian Divine Sword to condense the alcohol into water arrows and shoot them out of his body, fighting Qiao Feng to a standstill. Hua Yin's current situation is similar. Since she can't beat Oliva in terms of sheer appetite, she'll use her "Six Meridian Divine Sword" to control her muscles to move rapidly and burn calories so she can eat more.

"I see." Oliva suddenly understood, then exclaimed in shock, "To be able to do such a thing, Miss Ye, you truly deserve the title of an unparalleled powerhouse!"

He stood up—was he admitting defeat?

No, Oliva walked up to Harada: "Officer Harada, please shoot me, preferably with a shotgun."

Harada and Kanon were both stunned: "What did he just say? Shotgun?"

Seeing Harada standing there in a daze, Oliva grabbed a shotgun from inside the house and placed it in his hand. Then, he stepped back a few paces, covered his head with his hands, and shouted, "Shoot!"

The sound was like a thunderclap; Officer Harada's hand trembled, and he actually fired. At the same time, Sakura Hibiki, who was feeling sleepy after eating, was woken up by Oliva, but her eyes were covered by Kanon: "Hey! Don't shoot randomly! This kind of behavior has a very bad influence on teenagers!"

Harada fired two shots before realizing what was happening and hurriedly threw his gun away. His officers pushed open the door, only to find a bizarre scene: Oliva had some small bloodstains on his body, and the wall behind him was riddled with bullet holes, but otherwise, everyone else in the room was unharmed, and they were eating around the dining table, even amidst the smell of gunpowder.

"Commander Harada, this is..."

"Are you... alright?" Harada was also confused and subconsciously asked Oliva. Oliva smiled slightly: "I'm fine~ Please give us some space."

Harada dismissed his subordinates, and when he turned around, Oliva was already back at the table, casually competing with Kanon in terms of eating capacity.

"Monster!" This was the umpteenth time Harada had exclaimed. He wasn't a literary genius, and he couldn't think of any other adjectives.

Of course, he already knew Oliva's purpose. He had witnessed a similar scene when he went to the United States a few days ago to invite Oliva to Japan to arrest death row inmates. Oliva's muscle movement might not be as efficient as Kanon's, but he was also a muscle monster with enough strength to withstand shotgun fire. His injuries could be healed by eating more. Now that he had deliberately been shot, Oliva was trying to increase his food intake through physical recovery so that he could "fight to the death" with Kanon.

"Oh, why did you do this..." Hua Yin felt as if "Brother Chuan Chang actually managed to vomit dozens of taels of blood while composing couplets, which is unprecedented and unparalleled. I admire you."

Well, there's nothing really unreasonable about it. The eating contest was just a casual "free battle" at first, but as the situation developed, Oliva's competitive spirit was fully ignited, and now he wants to compete with Kanon!

Although Kanon's muscle rhythm efficiency was extremely high, almost increasing her food intake by three or four times, Oliva's original food intake was greater than Kanon's. Even though the increase in food intake after being shot was only one or two tenths of what it should have been for recovery, Oliva's performance was no less impressive than Kanon's. This eating contest lasted for another ten minutes, and the outcome was still undecided.

But everything has an end.

In principle, Kanon's use of muscle rhythm to dissipate the heat while constantly replenishing her food seems like an invincible situation, comparable to a perpetual motion machine. However, don't forget that the conversion of food and calories is proportional; only a portion of it becomes energy after entering the mouth, while the rest, waste residue, accumulates in the stomach and intestines, eventually leading to... well, either vomiting or diarrhea.

So it was Oliva who couldn't hold on any longer!

Hanon's muscle contractions consistently resulted in a higher energy conversion rate. If she left about 2% of her food uneaten, then Oliva, who was stuffing himself with food, would leave at least 5% to 10%. The massive amount of food resulted in a massive amount of waste, and this seemingly endless battle of culinary skills finally ended with Oliva's expression changing drastically as he finally couldn't hold it in any longer and ran to the toilet.

When they first met, Kanon jokingly said that Oliva "must be quite a sight when he goes to the toilet," and now her words have come true...

No more, there's no more Oliva.

Olly 8, withered.

Author's Note: That's all for now, let's get this going! Two more chapters tonight...

Section 639, Chapter 632: The Scumbag Eunuch Yujiro

As expected of a high-end hotel's drainage system, the bathroom at the Ginza Hotel wasn't clogged by Oliva. However, this unusually large man still took a long time to finish his personal business and then leisurely returned to his room.

At this moment, Hibiki Sakura was already fast asleep in her comfortable bed; she was incredibly sleepy!

Oliva's attitude remained gentle: "Miss Ye, you're really something, I admire you!"

"No problem." Hana blushed. "If we're talking about eating capacity, I'm nowhere near as good as you."

“But the rules were set in advance, and I won’t renege on them.” Oliva laughed heartily, “Then I won’t interfere with Miss Ye’s freedom to arrest death row inmates!”

After saying that, Oliva suddenly blinked: "The above is just fulfilling the agreement. As a gift for my admiration for you, and also to uphold my ideals of freedom and avoid wasting manpower and resources, let me give you a piece of information—Sikorsky is at another hotel not far away~"

"What!" Hanon exclaimed in surprise, "How do you know that?" If she remembered correctly, Oliva had only been in Tokyo for a day or two and had been working with Inspector Harada without conducting any investigation. How did he know Sikorsky's whereabouts?

Judging from Harada's even more exaggerated expression than Kanon's, he obviously didn't know about this either.

Oliva grinned and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, I have an old friend named Yujiro Hanma, do you remember him?"

"Him?" Hua Yin had a headache. "How did this get involved with that fierce-looking uncle?"

"Although Yujiro Hanma is known as the 'Great Fiend,' he is actually a gentle man. He cares a lot about his son, Baki Hanma. Hearing that Baki is currently in a passionate relationship, he went to Sikorsky and asked him to bring Baki's girlfriend to meet him." Oliva checked his watch: "Sikorsky has probably brought her over by now."

Kanon was speechless. What did he mean by "take her to see"? Taking a vicious death row inmate like Sikorsky to handle this was practically kidnapping; there was no beautifying it. Yujiro Hanma wasn't looking after his daughter-in-law; he was practically breaking up a loving couple! Although they weren't particularly close, Kanon remembered that at the Tokyo Dome underground arena convention, Baki had brought a girl named Matsumoto Kozue, a rather innocent high school girl. She shouldn't have to go through something so terrifying.

"Hiss, this is tricky. I have to go check it out." Hanon rubbed her hands together. She didn't want to see Yujiro Hanma, but at least for Baki's poor little girlfriend, she had to go.

After asking Officer Harada to take Hibiki home and confirming with Oliva the location where Yujiro and Sikorsky had agreed to meet, Kanon rushed off. When she arrived downstairs, the street was already packed with people, all craning their necks to look at something.

Hanon had good eyesight. She looked up and was startled to see that Sikorsky had been knocked off a high-rise building and was hanging on the exterior wall of the building with one hand, like Spider-Man.

"Oh dear, we're too late. They've already made their move." Hanon frowned. "It looks like Baki did it—if it were Yujiro Hanma, Sikorsky wouldn't be hanging on the wall sober."

Her prediction was correct; it was Baki who had made the move upstairs. Sikorsky had brought Kozue to Yujiro's side, which enraged Baki. He had tracked her down and started fighting without hesitation, kicking her down the stairs—his actions were clearly aimed at killing her.

Sikorsky's finger strength was truly astonishing. Hanging from the exterior wall of the tall building, he showed no signs of struggling; instead, he began to slowly climb upwards, drawing applause and cheers from onlookers: "Fantastic! He's alright!" "Amazing, he's practically Spider-Man!" "Is this a stunt scene in a movie? The actor is really dedicated..."

If the public knew that the figure hanging on the outer wall was a ruthless killer, I wonder what their reaction would be.

Before Sikorsky could climb up, Kanon had already hurried upstairs. As the saying goes, "looking at a mountain makes a horse run itself to death," and she was watching from downstairs, still quite a distance from Baki's floor!

Unfortunately, despite her haste, when Kanon finally found the room where the incident had occurred, she saw a team of police officers had already broken down the door. Amid the commotion, Sikorsky, who had only climbed up a short distance, suddenly jumped back down, returning to the building's exterior wall—after all, he possessed extraordinary finger strength, allowing him to climb the building with ease, and he slid down like Spider-Man until he disappeared from sight.

He escaped.

"Damn it, this is ridiculous!" Hanon stomped her foot in anger. She had just arrived and the person had already run away. Was this some kind of joke? However, glancing around the house, Baki and Kozue were both safe. As for Hanma Yujiro, he actually calmly accepted the police's questioning, which made Hanon's opinion of him change. Perhaps, as Oliva said, he was a gentle person... But Hanon still didn't want to see him. She and the "giant killer" had nothing in common.

She turned and left.

It's true we took a wrong turn, but it won't happen again. While we were watching downstairs, Hana had already arranged for a satellite to capture Sikorsky's location. We can find him by tracking him all the way there.

Sikorsky's hideout was an abandoned building, which, although a splurge, was much more classy than the police station in Spek and the sewers in Dorian, at least allowing him to live a somewhat normal life.

Sikorsky fetched a bucket of water, washed his clothes and dried himself off. After fussing around for most of the day, he was also a little tired.

But the wind wouldn't stop blowing even when the tree wanted to be still; the sound of hammering metal came from behind him.

"Sorry, there is no door here."

Sikorsky turned around abruptly and saw a girl standing in the distance. It was none other than Ye Hanane, whom he had met before in the basement of the Tokyo Dome and even exchanged a few blows with.

“It was her…” Remembering how she had severely injured his hand with a flick of her wrist, Sikorsky dared not be careless and immediately assumed a fighting stance.

Hanon wasn't in a hurry. They were already here; why worry about him running away? She coughed lightly and pointed to the side—there lay Sikorsky's underwear. Sikorsky, having just wiped himself, was naked…

"Hahahaha..." Sikorsky burst into wild laughter: "So, the champion of the arena is just an ordinary woman after all!"

Sikorsky decided not to pick up the underwear. It was obvious that Ye Huayin was shy about being naked, which was a psychological advantage. In addition, she was familiar with the environment. Although her opponent was strong, she might not be without the chance of winning... Wait, how did she get in front of me?

Before Sikorsky could think much, he was suddenly approached by Kanon's "Unpredictable Transformation" and then, for the first time in a long time, "pulled the trigger" on his chin.

Seeing Sikorsky collapsed on the ground, Kanon looked disgusted: "Do you really think I'm unsophisticated? Is this all you've got?"

Although Sikorsky had extensive "super-real combat" experience, superhuman finger strength, and quite good fighting skills, he underestimated Kanon, so it was only natural that he was instantly defeated.

Even Yujiro Hanma wouldn't dare to underestimate Kanon now!

In short, another death row inmate was dealt with. Just as Hana was about to call the police to come and take him away, she heard footsteps behind her. Was there someone else?

Author's Note: Although Sikorsky is weak, helpless, and pitiful, he is still somewhat useful as a tool...

Section 640, Chapter 633: I have something to say, please listen carefully.

Kanon turned around and saw Baki Hanma.

Why are you here?

“I should be the one asking the question, Miss Ye.” Baki said seriously, “I tracked him for a long time before finding this place, but you found him so easily. I’m quite surprised.”

Kanon shrugged: "It's probably the power of money."

Then the two of them froze, speechless for a long time.

Hana couldn't hold back any longer and said, "Um, if there's nothing else, I'll call the police."

"Please wait a moment." Baki waved his hand. "If possible... please hand over Sikorsky to me."

"Huh? Why?"

Baki frowned: "He actually dared to attack Kozue... Ah, Kozue is my girlfriend..."

"I know." Hanon nodded. "I've heard about what happened between you two. Luckily, nothing bad happened... So you want to beat him up?"

Baki nodded.

"Then please make your choice~" Hanon gestured for him to eat: "Freshly baked Sikorsky brand sandbag, made in Russia, plump and meaty, already skinned, ready to be enjoyed immediately."