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

But after the initial excitement, rationality returns.

When she saw the two people in front of her, barely alive and almost unconscious, her mind went blank.

She couldn't believe she had done this.

But the wooden knife still dripping blood in her hand told her that she was the "culprit"!

What terrified her even more was that another boy witnessed her crazy and terrible side!

She was almost in despair at the time, feeling that the reputation passed down through generations of the Busujima family might be ruined by her today!

In that situation, she had no idea what to do, and slowly walking towards the boy was just a subconscious, instinctive action.

If this boy had reported this scene to the Japanese police, his life would probably be over.

The outside world will realize that the daughter of the Busujima family is not a swordsmanship genius at all.

She's just a violent, utterly insane woman!

Even so, there was nothing she could do.

She can arbitrarily take action against criminals who endanger her, but she cannot convince herself to feel even the slightest hostility towards innocent bystanders.

So even if he turns and runs away, she won't stop him, but will leave it to fate.

But things didn't actually go as she expected.

The boy did not turn around and run away.

As she drew closer.

She could even sense a look of... amazement and excitement in his eyes!

Is he... admiring himself?

Saeko Busujima didn't know.

As she got closer, she held a sliver of hope in her heart—just a sliver of hope.

It's like a drowning person grabbing onto a straw clinging to the surface.

Even though it's likely to be a futile effort, she still has to try, to do something for the Dokushima family and to salvage her own life!

Then, in the next moment, a miracle really happened.

The boy not only accepted her exaggerated crying, but even offered her sweets, comforted her, and put his coat on her.

Even though she was the one who did something wrong, he forgave her without hesitation.

She felt she would never forget the words he said before calling the police.

"As the victim, all you need to do now is keep your head down and remain silent. If you're not good at crying, then don't cry. If you encounter unavoidable questions, just answer that you were very scared at the time. Leave everything else to me."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Why did you... go to such lengths for me back then?" Saeko Busujima was now eager to know the answer to the question she hadn't had a chance to ask last night.

Gen Chiya smiled and said, "That's because I think Pokjima-senpai is completely right."

Saeko Busujima faced his smile up close, her toes curling under her little bottom, but her eyes remained dark: "But I hit him so hard back then, it was clearly beyond the scope of self-defense."

"So what?" Minamoto Chiyo's matter-of-fact tone stunned Tokushima Saeko.

She never imagined that this matter, which had caused her so much pain and kept her tossing and turning all night, would be so easily dismissed by the other party.

Yuan Qianye continued, "Putting myself in their shoes, if someone hurt me, I would beat them half to death too. It's only human nature."

Saeko Busujima lowered her head and shook it, her expression forlorn: "Gen-kun, you don't know, things aren't as you think. I noticed from the beginning that someone intended to harm me, and then I deliberately went to a secluded place, just so they would attack me so I could retaliate... I, I actually..."

"You are actually a violent person with a dark and filthy heart, driven by your own desires... Is that what you want to say?"

"..." Saeko Busujima lowered her head.

Gen Chiya sighed softly: "Please lift your head, Busujima-senpai."

Saeko Busujima did as she was told, but her eyes were completely obscured by her long purple bangs.

“If you were really such a terrible person, you wouldn’t be troubled by this, and you wouldn’t be confiding in me like this.”

"..."

"Aside from those two from last night, have you hurt anyone else so far?"

"..." Saeko Busujima shook her head.

"So you're feeling sad and reflecting on your own behavior because of two criminals, doesn't that say something?"

Yuan Qianye reached out and cupped her cheek, lifting her lowered head, and looked directly into her dark eyes with sincere eyes.

"Senior Busujima, don't you understand? Even if you have a little sadistic desire, it doesn't change the fact that you are kind-hearted."

If after listening to me you still think it's just words of comfort, and you firmly believe deep down that you are a terrible woman, that's okay too.

"Because from the moment I witnessed what happened last night, the moment I saw Busujima-senpai's true nature revealed in her unrestrained laughter, I became completely captivated by that utterly awful side of you."

At this moment, because of Chiya Minamoto's words, a glimmer of light slowly emerged from the depths of Saeko Busujima's eyes, which had been silent and lifeless for a long time.

Gen Chiyo's gentle expression remained unchanged, even becoming more tender: "But I hope you won't do that kind of thing again, Pokjima-senpai..."

Saeko Busujima's eyes, which had finally brightened, dimmed again.

"...Those scum, it doesn't matter if they break their bones, suffer a severe concussion, or even die, but if something happens to you, senior, I will be very sad."

[Saeko Busujima can now be selected as the binding target.]

…………

034: Let her win once next time.

Eriri came to visit someone's house after school today.

During lunch, as usual, she learned from Rikka Takanashi that Chiya Minamoto had been taken to the police station the previous night!

She was very worried and wanted to find out what had happened, but seeing that Yuan Qianye didn't seem to want to talk about it, she held back.

After school in the afternoon, Chiyo had something to do and told them not to wait for her and to go home first. With doubts and worries in her heart, she simply skipped the art club activity and went home with Rikka.

As friends, it's perfectly normal for you to come to my house today and I to come to yours tomorrow.

Just as Eriri was listening to Rikka, who was acting like a drama queen, vividly recounting Chiya's "thrilling" encounter the previous night with expressive gestures, Eriri was...

When Aunt Junko came home from get off work, she greeted Eriri and casually told them, "By the way, Rikka, your brother just called to tell me that he went to a friend's house and might be back late. You don't need to wait for him for dinner tonight."

friend?

Eriri seemed very concerned.

Rikka asked, just as she had hoped, "Which friend?"

"He only said they were friends, but didn't say who they were. Okay, I'm going to take a shower now. You two have fun."

As soon as her mother left, Rikka perked up again: "Chiya doesn't seem to get along much with other people at school."

Eriri shook her head and retorted, "Haven't there been some blond boys who seem to be getting along well with him lately?"

"Now that you mention it, it does seem true. But it's really strange that that arrogant Chiya can actually make friends."

Eriri laughed along, but didn't respond in kind; she felt that Rikka was underestimating her brother.

Given Qianye's exceptional qualities, if he wanted, there would be plenty of people willing to be his friend, regardless of gender.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Gen Chiya sat upright on the tatami mat, checking his personal information.

Name: Minamoto Chiya

【Strength: 17.9】

[Agility: 17.7]

[Physical Fitness: 19.8]

(The average human age for 12 years is 10.3)

【Charm: 25.9】

[Skills: Japanese LV5, Chinese LV5, English LV5, Painting LV4, Cooking LV4, Piano LV1, Aikido LV1...]

Well, my current physical condition is probably comparable to that of an adult.

He then opened the new bindable object, Saeko Busujima's message.

Name: Saeko Busujima

[Skill: Kendo LV7...]

Yuan Qianye's eyelids twitched; there was no need to look at the skill bar anymore.

The mere mention of "Kendo LV7" made his heart pound with excitement!

This also confirms his earlier conjecture that LV5 is indeed not the upper limit of skills!

Without hesitation, he bound himself to Saeko Busujima, and the kendo skill appeared in his skill bar, with his experience points visibly increasing.

Having done all this, Yuan Qianye logged out of the system and began to look around.

He is currently at Saeko Busujima's house.

As for the Dokjima family's residence...

His first reaction was that it was impressive.

Wuwa Redwood, with its exquisite decoration and elegant style, is a comfortable and livable place surrounded by greenery, offering a pleasant and private atmosphere.

Another thing is that it's big.

If the garden of the Yukinoshita family is small and beautiful, then the garden of the Busujima family is large and complete.

Dry landscape garden, stone lanterns, flower and grass pavilions, koi ponds, gardens and bridges—it has everything.