In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

Her classic arrogance and hypocrisy were inherited from Mr. Spencer.

It was only because Sayuri Sawamura took the initiative that Eriri was able to be born safely.

However, Eriri inherited most of Mr. Spencer's embarrassing traits.

But there is still a small margin left, allowing Sayuri Sawamura's genes to have a place.

Normally it lies dormant and unnoticed, but at crucial moments, like now, it can suddenly exert its influence, taking complete control without Eriri even realizing it.

Rikka is starting to feel like she can't hold back any longer; it feels like she might leak something at any moment.

My best friend, who always had a smile on his face, had a terrifying expression on his face right now!

I've never seen her with such an expression before. Even when I slept in the same bed with her before and kicked her to the floor, she never seemed so sharp and menacing, as if she wanted to devour me!

However, fear only accounts for a small part of the reason.

The most important thing is that Eriri is not only showing a frightening expression, but also actually resorting to coercive actions.

She held onto the skirt tightly, preventing it from coming off, and she gently pressed down on the lower abdomen.

The location is quite discreet, with no one else to disturb you, making the toilet stalls very private.

This is outrageous school bullying!

"Eri... Eriri... Let's talk this out, you... let me go to the toilet first."

"No, explain yourself first!"

"But I promised I couldn't..."

"Huh?!"

Eriri increased the pressure on her hands.

In addition, she made a tongue-twisting sound, somewhat like a thug threatening someone, when she leaned close to her ear...

Is this still the Eriri I know?! It's like she's completely changed her personality!

"I...I know...It was last night, when Sister Shiyu came to my house, and I saw it when I went to call them for dinner..."

Rikka repeatedly emphasized to herself, "I was forced, I really had no choice..."

Then she told him everything she knew in one go.

Eriri blushed when she learned that Kasumigaoka Utaha had actually engaged in such intimate behavior with her childhood friend under the guise of research.

However, the actual unfolding of the situation did not seem to be as serious as she had thought.

Seeing how mysterious Rikka had been beforehand, and then suddenly learning that Kasumigaoka was related to her, she thought that Chiya and she were officially dating or something, and felt like the end of the world was coming...

However, it is indeed quite important and cannot be taken lightly!

How could there be such a cunning woman? She's like a cat that steals fish! A wildcat with absolutely no sense of shame!

"Okay, I've said everything, can you let me go now?"

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Eriri learned the truth. Although she was quite indignant on the surface and in her heart, and felt contempt and dissatisfaction towards the woman in black stockings, her expression and overall demeanor were much more restrained. The dark and cruel feeling from before had disappeared, as if it had never existed.

She released her grip on Rikka, and the next moment Rikka hurriedly took off her skirt and white cotton panties and squatted down. Before Eriri could even turn around, she was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Rikka, you just said that they went back to their room together after dinner. Don't you know what they were doing at that time?" Eriri squatted down in front of Rikka.

Rikka gave a deadpan look: "Eriri, did you have to ask me this question at this time?"

"This is very important!"

"Even important things should wait until I'm better, don't keep staring at me!"

"What does it matter if they're all girls!"

"Okay then, from now on I'll follow you to the toilet every day and do what you're doing to me now!"

Come on, hurt each other!

Eriri looked at Rikka like this, gave an awkward smile, and chose to back down.

At this point, Rikka, her face flushed red, showed a rare display of anger, which made Eriri, who had been staring intently at her, temporarily slow down her questioning. She stood up and turned her back, leaving Rikka a relaxed atmosphere where she could let loose.

After that, Rikka got up and lifted her skirt, and Eriri squatted down instead.

Rikka did not retaliate for what had just happened.

Eriri's terrifying state just now still left her with lingering fear.

However, while she dared not confront them directly, she still dared to sneak a peek.

Eriri has similar tastes to me, except hers is blue and white striped, and... it's definitely different from mine.

Eriri's hair is the same golden color as her hair...

After they finished, the two came out of the bathroom.

After washing his hands and wiping them with a tissue, he slowly walked towards the classroom.

Eriri crumpled the damp tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can, then eagerly returned to the question she had just asked.

Rikka was quite helpless.

"...So, I've already told you everything I know, Eriri. Chiya closed the doors and windows very tightly back then. Not even a fly could get in, let alone me. How could I possibly know what they were doing inside?"

Eriri stomped her foot, her face full of disappointment: "Didn't you even listen to what was going on inside through the window?"

Rikka felt completely relaxed at this moment, believing that Eriri no longer had any leverage against her. In addition, her friend was no longer as intimidating as before when her unknown cosmos suddenly erupted. Her tone became relaxed again: "Although I was very curious at the time, I felt that I didn't need to go to that extent at all."

Eriri paused upon hearing this.

Rikka chuckled and poked her friend's soft waist with her finger, wanting to get revenge for being bullied like that earlier. So she teased with a smile: "Eriri, I never expected you to react so strongly. If you really care about this so much, don't ask me, who only knows the general situation. Just ask my older brother. It's almost lunchtime, I'll text him now and ask him to meet up."

Eriri shoved the phone that Rikka had just taken out back into place.

"No, don't misunderstand. I didn't care that much. I just think that Kasumigaoka is completely ungrateful. He bothered Chiya at such an important time when she was going to participate in the science fiction literature award. He really doesn't know how to consider other people at all."

Her voice rose, and her speech suddenly quickened.

"Alright, class is about to start, let's go back!"

After saying that, she quickened her pace, swinging her arms faster as well, her golden ponytail swaying joyfully in the air.

Ah...it got away.

This is the real Eriri.

But what exactly happened in the toilet stall just now?

Ultraman transforms? A Saint Seiya unleashes his cosmos? A Super Saiyan awakens on the spot?

Rikka shook her head, not understanding, and quickened her pace to catch up.

Zongwu High School.

Lunch break.

The school rooftop.

Same place, same two people.

When Saeko Busujima saw Kasumigaoka Utaha, she noticed her genuinely bright expression and the cheerful smile that still graced her lips, and knew that she was in a very good mood today.

And indeed, what she thought was correct.

"Aunt Takanashi was very happy to receive the gift you asked me to deliver, Saeko. She said she would seriously consider giving a return gift later. She also asked me to thank you. It's so thoughtful of her. I'll visit her more often in the future."

"I'm glad you like it, and I'm also grateful that you made this special trip for me."

"What are you saying? Given our relationship, wouldn't it be too formal to specifically thank someone for something like this?"

"That's true."

The two opened their respective lunchboxes.

Kasumigaoka affectionately shared a piece of the shrimp cake that her mother had made, which was her favorite food, with Saeko.

Saeko reciprocated with a sweet tamagoyaki.

"So, how was last night?"

Saeko took the initiative to start the conversation.

That was just an ordinary, everyday greeting.

Aunt Takanashi's attitude towards herself is important, but not the most important thing.

What she really cares about now is the plan she had devised long ago, the plan she secretly implemented for her most beloved Chiya.

She didn't tell anyone, not even Chiya, so she could only learn about the specific progress of the plan from Kasumigaoka.

While keeping an eye on things, we can make adjustments as needed if unexpected situations arise.

“Last night…” Kasumigaoka recalled with a smile, “Toka-nee not only cooked a lot of dishes, but also specially prepared barbecue. It was quite a sumptuous meal. I couldn’t control myself and ate my fill. My nutritional intake even exceeded my set standard.”

She showed Saeko a tiny bento box that was probably barely enough to feed a cat.

"So today I specifically asked my mom to prepare less food for me, since I ate too much yesterday and need to reduce it today."

"Shiyu, you don't need to worry about that at all. With such a slender figure, you have every right to relax."

"You can't say that. Unlike you, Saeko, I'm not disciplined enough to guarantee a certain amount of exercise every day. I'm a lazy person who hates sweating. If I can't get moving, I at least have to control my diet. I can only demand more of myself in this regard. If I get out of shape and then think about getting back in shape, it will be too late."

Saeko couldn't help but laugh.

But at the same time, Shiyu's words also stirred up new worries.

Yes, back then I was only thinking that I couldn't satisfy Chiya right now, so I needed to find a suitable replacement.

Kasumigaoka Utaha naturally came into her view during that period.

Everything was such a coincidence, but Saeko only realized it now.

This young literary student's physical condition seems worrying.

Even with my physique, which allows me to run several kilometers in one go and then practice vibration for an hour, I couldn't persevere through one-on-one interactive practice with Qianye.

It started to gradually lose momentum halfway through, and also released some other things along the way, quite a lot of them.