Crossover Anime: The Heroine is in Trouble? I Take Advantage of the Situation

"Just a draft for now," Fujiwara Seiji said with a smile. "How about I demonstrate the waist part for you right now? Ryo would agree, wouldn't he?"

He looked at Yamada Ryo as he spoke.

Yamada Ryo nodded expressionlessly and read aloud, "Yes, I'd be happy to."

"Great, that's wonderful!!" Hongxia clapped her hands excitedly.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Liang." Fujiwara Seiji smiled and said, "Bring me a guitar."

Ryo Yamada stood up with a strange look on her face, turned around and went into her music room, where she took out one of her Fender electric guitars.

Although her position is bass, she also tries playing guitar.

There are also corresponding treasures at home.

"Here you go." Yamada Ryo handed over the guitar.

"Thank you."

Seiji Fujiwara took it from her hand, placed it in front of him, and put his fingers on the strings.

However, his movements were clearly clumsy.

Hongxia's brows furrowed unconsciously.

She noticed something: Seiji Fujiwara's fingers were fair and slender, but his fingertips did not have the calluses left from years of playing musical instruments.

At the same time, his movements of adjusting the straps and holding the guitar appeared very unskilled, not at all like someone who could play the guitar.

Yamada Ryoya frowned, stood aside with his arms crossed, and began to think about what excuse he should use to save Fujiwara Seiji's face.

Then, Seiji Fujiwara began to play.

The first few notes were incredibly awkward, even somewhat out of tune, like those of a novice who had been learning the piano for less than an hour.

Hongxia's doubts deepened, and she couldn't help but turn to look at Yamada Ryo, her eyes full of questions.

Yamada Ryo remained expressionless, but he had already prepared a thousand reasons in his mind, such as "Mr. Fujiwara is actually a keyboardist and not familiar with the guitar."

But the situation changed in the next second!

Seiji Fujiwara's finger technique suddenly became incredibly fluid!

The awkwardness vanished instantly, replaced by a smooth and precise flow.

His fingers flew across the fingerboard, so fast that they even left afterimages!

It was as if in just a few breaths, he transformed from a novice into a top-notch guitarist with superb skills!

This astonishing transformation nearly made Nijika and Yamada Ryo's eyes pop out of their sockets!

Under the astonished gazes of the two.

A sound, ethereal and fragmented, like the broken chords of a crystal wind chime being struck on a winter night, flowed out slowly.

Seiji Fujiwara spoke at the same time.

He sang the lyrics in a deliberately suppressed, clear yet slightly hoarse voice.

"Teaching the teachings of teachings and teachings..." (Tell me, tell me the structure of this...)

"Who is the servant in my body?" (Who is in my body?)

The song was a reward he received from the system—"unravel"!

壊れた壊れたよこの世で (It’s broken, this world is broken)

You laughed.

He も见えずに (clearly can't see anything)

-

壊れた布なんてさ（I am broken）

Stop breathing (stop breathing)

……

A melody filled with despair and madness, heart-wrenching lyrics, and an arrangement that builds from repression to explosive tension...

And Seiji Fujiwara's magnificent high notes, which are like a monster, seamlessly switching between his true and falsetto voices and soaring straight to the sky!

All of this merged into a torrent, shattering Hongxia's spiritual world.

She stood there blankly, her mouth agape, but no sound came out.

She felt as if she had become a lone boat in a raging storm, tossed back and forth by the stirring emotions in the song, carried away to who knows where.

What's this?

Is this a song that a human can sing?

Yamada Ryo's reaction, however, was even more intense.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the man holding a guitar, singing such a crazy, desperate song, yet his expression remained calm, even showing a hint of enjoyment.

powerful!

too strong!

Whether it's skill, emotion, or personality!

They're all incredibly strong!!

Like the morning star, it releases dazzling light, declaring its existence with an undeniable presence!

……

……

As the last note faded into the air, the living room fell into a deathly silence.

Seiji Fujiwara slowly put down his guitar, regaining his calm and collected demeanor, as if the person who had just unleashed such devastating energy was not him at all.

He looked at Hongxia, who was completely petrified, and Liang, whose eyes were burning with fanatical flames, and smiled as he asked, "How is it?"

"marvelous!!"

Hongxia clapped excitedly, her face flushed.

She had no more doubts, and at this moment, the way she looked at Seiji Fujiwara was no different from looking at a god.

In the time that followed, she completely transformed into a thirsty elementary school student, earnestly seeking advice from Seiji Fujiwara on various issues related to drumming, from rhythm arrangement to dynamic control.

With the musical knowledge bestowed upon him by the system, Seiji Fujiwara answered all her questions one by one. Every word he spoke went straight to the heart of the matter, which enlightened Nijika and instantly resolved several bottlenecks that had troubled her for a long time.

Only Yamada Ryo stood to the side with his arms crossed, watching all of this with a strange expression.

An hour later, Hongxia reluctantly took her leave.

Her mind was still in a state of extreme excitement and shock, completely filled with discussions about music.

Seiji Fujiwara originally wanted to give her a ride, but Nijika politely declined with a smile, saying that she had come by electric scooter, which was very convenient.

Upon hearing this, Fujiwara Seiji stopped insisting and, together with Yamada Ryo, escorted her to the door.

"Be careful on the road."

"Yeah, I will."

Both sides said goodbye.

Neither side was aware of any problem.

· ······Request flowers·· ······

On the way back.

Ichi Niji Natsumi rode her electric scooter through the cold evening wind, but her heart was burning with passion.

Her mind kept replaying everything that had just happened at Yamada Ryo's house.

Seiji Fujiwara's masterful guitar playing, and the stunning song "unravel".

Every note, every lyric, was like a red-hot branding iron, deeply imprinted on her heart.

too strong!

It's really too strong!

So music really can reach this level!

At the same time, she was filled with unprecedented enthusiasm.

Mr. Fujiwara's guidance on drumming techniques was like a wake-up call, instantly dispelling all the fog before her eyes and showing her the path to a higher level.

She couldn't wait to get back to the practice room and put those theories into practice!

"I'm so lucky to have met Fujiwara-sensei!"

Hongxia couldn't help but sigh.

and many more.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind like lightning in the night.

"wrong!"

Hongxia slammed on the brakes, bringing the electric scooter to a stop on the side of the road, her expression turning surprised and suspicious.

Her mind began to race back to the present.

An hour earlier, when she said goodbye and left, Fujiwara Seiji and Yamada Ryo actually saw her off to the door.

That posture was all too natural.

It felt natural, like a couple who had been living together for many years seeing off a friend who had come to visit.

As a result, Hongxia didn't notice the problem at all.

"It's already ten o'clock, isn't Fujiwara-kun leaving yet?" Nijika belatedly realized the problem and asked in surprise, "Is he going to stay overnight?"

hiss!

The girl was so shocked by her own bold guess that she gasped for breath.

0 ... 0

She began to recall more carefully.

Just now when we said goodbye...

Seiji Fujiwara stood casually, while Ryo Yamada stood quietly beside him, the two so close they were almost touching. Their expressions, the smiles they wore when seeing off guests, were strikingly similar.

The scene at that moment was not one of "friends seeing off friends," but rather one of "hosts seeing off guests."

Once this thought arose, it was like a whirlwind that blew away the fog.

More details, which she had subconsciously ignored, sprouted up from the corners of her memory like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

— Liang, that life idiot, why are there clearly used kitchen utensils and tableware in the kitchen, and they're for two people?

Why is Ryo dressed so casually, while Mr. Fujiwara is dressed neatly, as if he were the master of this place?

—And then there's that strange, faint scent she caught in the kitchen, which she mistook for high-end incense…

At this moment, all the clues came together and pointed to a possibility.

Their relationship was not at all that of "friends who discuss music"!

"Liar...liar!"

Hongxia murmured to herself.

Thinking of a certain possibility, she felt her cheeks burning as if they were on fire, so hot they were about to steam.

An indescribable sense of shame, along with a strange anger and feeling of betrayal, welled up inside me.

"That Liang guy actually kept it from me!"

Hongxia bit her lip, took out her phone from her pocket, found the number, and dialed it.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected.

"Hello, Hongxia?" Liang's calm voice came from the other end of the phone, just as it always was.

"That's cold!"