In this anime crossover, who stole my module?

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……

"Hey! You little brat, this is my house!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka couldn't help but protest.

Natsume Ryo, however, disagreed.

"Ok, I know."

"But precisely because this is Hiratsuka-sensei's home, it needs to be cleaned even more, doesn't it?"

"But...but I didn't ask you to clean the house for me..."

"Yes, but when Hiratsuka-sensei completely gave up on maintaining the most basic living environment for humankind."

"We have already lost sovereignty over this territory."

"Now, civilization has taken over this place."

"So please don't bother me, Hiratsuka-sensei."

"Then, I'll help..."

"No, Hiratsuka-sensei, just stand there and don't move."

"Otherwise, I'm worried that the cleaning will take even longer."

After finishing speaking, Natsume Ryo put on rubber gloves and began collecting the scattered beer cans one by one into a trash bag.

"I--!"

Faced with this uninvited problem student, Hiratsuka Shizuka was at a loss for words.

reject?

Seeing that Natsume Ryo had already started getting busy, it was clear that refusing was useless.

accept?

but.

—Having a student with whom you have a complicated relationship come to your home to help you clean up your mess…

Hiratsuka Shizuka felt her cheeks burning hot, wishing she could disappear into the ground immediately.

……

finally.

"Ugh……"

Hiratsuka Shizuka let out a long sigh.

Giving up all resistance, I picked up a relatively clean cushion from the sofa.

"Plop" sound.

"I'm dead..."

"Just pretend I'm dead..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka collapsed onto the sofa in a starfish shape, covering her face tightly with a cushion.

From beneath the cushion, a muffled, utterly resigned sound could be heard.

"..."

Seeing this, Natsume Ryo couldn't help but roll his eyes.

You're already in this state yourself, why don't you come and help?

It seems she was truly drunk and hadn't woken up yet.

but.

That's fine, it makes it easier for me to secretly use commands to clean up this clutter.

then.

It took less than half an hour.

Natsume Ryo cleaned the living room, which was originally a mess like a garbage dump, and made it look brand new.

—It has finally been restored to its original cleanliness.

The floor was as smooth as a mirror, and the windows were bright and airy.

Even the smell in the air has been replaced by the refreshing lemon scent of disinfectant.

"All right."

After doing all this, Natsume Ryo nodded in satisfaction.

Then, he glanced at the only unsightly spot in the living room.

The one who remained in the ostrich-like posture, burying her face in the cushion, motionless.

——Shizuka Hiratsuka.

……

"Alright, Hiratsuka-sensei."

"It's time to face reality."

Natsume Ryo didn't say anything, but walked to the sofa and gently patted the cushion that Hiratsuka Shizuka was covering her face with.

"..."

The body under the pillow stiffened slightly.

Several seconds later, Hiratsuka Shizuka blushed and slowly removed the pillow.

Seeing this, Natsume Ryo turned and walked towards the open kitchen.

The result took less than half a second.

"Hey, Hiratsuka-sensei."

Just as Hiratsuka Shizuka was feeling uneasy, Natsume Ryo's voice suddenly rang out.

"what?!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka was startled and quickly came to her senses.

I saw.

Ryo Natsume was standing in the open kitchen, holding a blackened frying pan in his hand. Inside the pan was a black, unidentified object that was not its original form, and it was emitting a pungent, burnt smell.

"Was this your masterpiece last night?"

"It's almost on par with modern art."

"I don't want you to care!"

With a "boom," Hiratsuka Shizuka's face instantly turned red. She quickly stepped forward, snatched the frying pan, and tried to hide it behind her back.

Seeing this, Natsume Ryo resisted the urge to roll his eyes and continued to look around the open kitchen, which was also as messy as a garbage dump, with a slight frown.

"To be honest, Hiratsuka-sensei, I'm starting to worry about you."

"If you continue living like this, you really will end up alone."

"I……"

Seeing that Natsume Ryo was helping her like this, Hiratsuka Shizuka was completely speechless and could only stand there obediently and take the scolding.

This is the end.

Natsume Ryo stopped talking and began to quickly start tidying up.

Pick up the scattered beer cans one by one and put them into garbage bags, and sort and pack the takeout containers.

Hiratsuka Shizuka stood there, watching the student, who was almost ten years younger than her, methodically tidy up the mess in her own home, and looked utterly helpless.

"I can do this myself..."

"No, teacher, just stand there and don't move."

"Otherwise, I'm worried it will take even longer."

Natsume Ryo's words left Hiratsuka Shizuka speechless. She could only stand there and watch as he cleaned the entire kitchen spotless in just a few minutes.

……

period.

Seeing that Hiratsuka Shizuka seemed to have recovered quite a bit, Natsume Ryo casually opened his inventory, made a steaming cup of honey water, and placed it on the coffee table in front of Hiratsuka Shizuka.

"Have some of this, it'll help you sober up."

"Also, Professor Hiratsuka, remember to drink less alcohol and more water in the future."

"not good for health."

"Thank you... thank you..."

Looking at the steaming cup of honey water that Natsume Ryo brought over, Hiratsuka Shizuka felt a mix of emotions.

"..."

She obediently picked up the cup and took small sips.

As the honey water slid down my throat, it dispelled some of the discomfort from the hangover, and my heart, which had become unusually restless due to the various events that had occurred throughout the day, finally calmed down.

……

But when Hiratsuka Shizuka finished drinking the honey water, she looked at Natsume Ryo with a slightly flushed face and a complicated expression.

Ryo Natsume had already placed the last trash bag in the entryway.

"Okay, it's all cleaned up."

"Take care of yourself, Hiratsuka-sensei."

"I am leaving……"

"Huh? He... he just left?"

Upon hearing this, Hiratsuka Shizuka instinctively spoke up, seemingly still wanting to persuade Natsume Ryo to stay.

Natsume Ryo did not answer.

He simply walked to the entrance, stopped at the door, and turned around.

"Oh, right, Hiratsuka-sensei."

"It's not shameful to rely on students occasionally."