Anime Crossover: This eroge is so realistic!

[Gained +0.5 Stamina!]

[Gained Agility +0.5!]

After about an hour of physical activity within the area, my vitality suddenly dropped to zero.

Just like last time, he suddenly sat up in bed.

So cool~!

That was awesome!

This butter looks so incredibly realistic.

With a smile, Fang Yuan lay back down on his makeshift bed, savoring the details of what had just happened.

He immediately took out his phone, opened the game's homepage, and checked the data.

Name: Fang Yuan

【Age: 18】

Occupation: Convenience store clerk

【Strength: 3.8】

[Agility: 2.3]

[Endurance: 2.2]

【Spirit: 0.8】

[Skill: Combat Mastery (Perfected)]

Chapter 1: Night Raid on a Single Mother and Her Adopted Daughter

The mother's strategy accounted for 61%, while the adopted daughter's strategy accounted for 10%.

Trophy [Spectator: When a bystander is present during an operation, the player's and target's sensitivity is doubled!]

Isn't this trophy just for a few people's sport?

I'm getting more and more excited to see what will happen tonight.

But it's a bit strange.

The fight seems to only generate Strength and Agility stats, while Izumi Kirishima's stats are increased by Stamina and Agility.

The spirit has not yet emerged, nor have new skills.

Fang Yuan flipped through the pages again, looking at every place, and suddenly found a withdrawal window.

Excluding the 20 yen spent on two pills yesterday, Fangyuan still has 50 yen left in his account.

Leave 20 yen as a safety net, and withdraw all 30 yen.

A black slit immediately appeared in front of Fang Yuan, from which thirty 10,000 yen bills were extended.

Fang Yuan took it and immediately felt like he was about to become rich.

Bread will come, love will come, and strength will come.

Fang Yuan got up and went downstairs, rushing into the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Izumi Kirishima also sat up, dragging his tired body.

I sweated last night, so the effects of the alcohol have long since worn off.

But madness still lingered within him.

That guy had some incredible strength; he almost tore people apart.

Looking at the water-stained sheets, Izumi Kirishima frowned. They had just been changed yesterday, and now they had to wash them again. It was a real headache.

Behind the half-open door, a drop of viscous liquid shone brightly in an inconspicuous dark spot.

Chapter 004 One Against Ten, Saeko Busujima's Approval

"Wow~!"

Just like yesterday, Fang Yuan walked out of the convenience store feeling refreshed.

But the difference is that no one came to block the door this morning.

Fang Yuan looked around, somewhat dejected.

Besides cleaning, it means that nearby shop owners are tidying up their shops.

He really didn't come?

That guy was kicked so hard by me, and he just let it go like that?

Fang Yuan circled around, keeping an eye on all directions.

He then threw two punches at the empty street.

The two punches were so fast that they left afterimages.

Hitting the target will definitely make you fall asleep immediately.

pity!

What a pity!

Nobody's here to practice on.

But forget it.

"open for business!"

Fang Yuan gave a soft shout and walked into the store.

Time flew by and it was already afternoon. Fang Yuan was standing behind the counter, idly flipping through magazines.

Suddenly noticing the hurried pace of passersby outside, he looked up and a smile of excitement spread across his face.

"Kid, our boss is looking for you. Come out if you dare."

The gang leader who kicked him in the balls yesterday pinched his pinky finger and yelled at him in a sarcastic voice to leave the store.

Fang Yuan stood in the shop and swung his fist at the small leader, who immediately squatted down in fear, covering his head.

The thugs behind couldn't stand it anymore, so they rushed up and delivered a flying kick, sending the leader tumbling twice and rolling on the ground.

"Boy, you are very arrogant."

Pa~!

A bottle of beer was smashed directly at him with incredible speed.

The thug dodged to the side, but the beer still hit one of his underlings behind him and shattered with a thud.

Fang Yuan grabbed a bottle of beer, leaned against the convenience store entrance, and took a swig.

"Since so many of you have come uninvited, I don't have much to offer in terms of hospitality."

"Why don't you go and eat prison food in a public prison?"

The thug squinted and said, "Brothers, let's attack together and finish this quickly."

"Don't hold back when beating people or burning down shops."

At a command, nearly twenty men charged towards Fang Yuan in a massive attack, the scene resembling a collapsing building, making everyone hold their breath for Fang Yuan.

Not far away, Saeko Busujima, carrying a bamboo sword, was walking home from school when she spotted a group of young thugs charging at a helpless convenience store clerk.

In the heat of the moment, she didn't have time to think, drew her wooden sword and shouted, "What kind of man is it to bully one person like that!"

"Come at me if you dare."

In an instant, she took three steps in two, brandishing her wooden sword and charging into the crowd.

Saeko Busujima's family owns a dojo, and she herself won the national high school kendo championship.

Although he was holding a wooden sword, its fierce power was in no way inferior to that of a real weapon.

As the wooden sword was swung, afterimages appeared.

Undeniably, she was quick.

But Fang Yuan was faster than her.

With each punch and kick, someone will fall or be sent flying.

In just five seconds, a bunch of people were lying on the ground.

The remaining few people, seeing that the situation was tricky, hesitated to step forward.

Fang Yuan shook his hand, a hint of roguishness on his face: "I hate being passive the most. If you guys don't step up, then I will."

With a sudden burst of power from his feet, Fang Yuan moved like a cheetah, taking down three people in an instant.

The others turned and ran, but Saeko Busujima, who had arrived just in time, caught them and knocked them unconscious on the ground.

Saeko Busujima glanced at the dozen or so thugs lying on the ground and bowed slightly to Fang Yuan.

"I didn't expect you to be a master of free fighting! My apologies!"

Fang Yuan waved his hand: "You came to help me, so I should thank you properly."

"Don't move around here, I'll go buy you two oranges."

Fang Yuan turned around and went back into the store, handing Saeko Busujima a bottle of orange soda: "Just finished exercising, want a sip?"

Just then, the heroes from the Hero Association arrived.

"Excuse me, are these people who are causing a disturbance?"

"Yes."

Perhaps because his rank was too low, Fang Yuan had no impression of him at all.

"Sigh! Another wasted trip. So, may I ask, who took down these troublemakers?"

"it's me."

Fang Yuan patted his chest, thinking there would be some kind of reward.

As a result, the hero who arrived immediately knelt down in front of Fang Yuan.

"Please, if I fail my rose evaluation this month, I'll be demoted to grade D."

"Can you let me boost these people's sales figures?"

A hero knelt on the ground, wringing his hands, looking pitiful.

Fang Yuan was a little speechless: "I do pity you, but this kind of thing can't be solved by helping once. I'm sorry, I won't give you credit for this."

Fang Yuan's answer made Saeko Busujima's eyes light up.

They are compassionate, principled, and capable.

He's a good man!

At this point, the police car arrived late, and after taking statements from everyone and taking them away, half an hour had passed.

"Hey, Pokjima, how much would it cost if I wanted to become your apprentice and learn Taoist magic?"

Why does Fang Yuan want to learn swordsmanship?

"Because I feel that my martial arts skills have reached a certain level, and to improve, I need to incorporate new elements."

Saeko Busujima thought for a moment and said, "If that's the case, then I won't take your money."

"Consider it an exchange between martial artists."

"That would be too much trouble, you should at least offer something in return."

Fang Yuan looked at the orange soda in Saeko Busujima's hand: "How about I bring you a can every day when I go to the dojo?"

“Okay! Fang Yuan, this is my email address. I will send you the location of the dojo.”

After receiving the message, the two formally said goodbye.

Under the setting sun, Saeko Busujima's tall figure looked exceptionally beautiful.

Back at the convenience store, Fang Yuan couldn't help but imagine things.