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

She felt like a small boat in a storm, tossed up to the clouds and then crashing into the sea again and again by the towering waves.

In a daze, I completely lost my sense of time and space.

All one can do is drift along in this ultimate, dizzying pleasure...

-

I don't know how much time passed, maybe a full hour, maybe longer.

When everything calmed down, Shimizu Eliza was already in Fujiwara Seiji's arms, lying on her own bed.

She felt weak all over, her mind went blank, and her face was filled with shock.

so comfy!

It even gave her an addictive feeling.

'How can it feel so comfortable?'

'Isn't it said that a girl's first time is more uncomfortable?'

Why am I feeling so incredibly happy?

Eliza's mind is in turmoil.

Just then, she heard Seiji Fujiwara's slow, leisurely voice.

"Alright, now we can talk."

What to talk about?

Eliza, her thoughts interrupted, glared at Seiji Fujiwara with displeasure.

“First of all, I didn’t threaten Yamada Ryo. What you saw outside the hospital just now was just a kind of… role-playing between us,” Fujiwara Seiji said slowly.

"what?!"

Eliza Shimizu stared in astonishment.

“Secondly,” Seiji Fujiwara continued, “regarding Kikuri Hiroi… she was actually willing.”

He looked at Eliza Shimizu's skeptical eyes and added, "Of course, she was indeed frightened at first. You can ask her about that for yourself tomorrow."

If Kikuri Hiroi is truly resistant, then Seiji Fujiwara and Ryo Yamada will eventually stop.

But clearly, the other party was happy to accept.

"Are you kidding me?" Eliza Shimizu was even more surprised after hearing this.

Then, in front of her, Seiji Fujiwara took out his phone, found the photo he had just taken, and pressed the delete button.

"I deleted the photos."

He turned his head and looked at the blonde beauty in his arms, who was still in a daze.

"But you're really great. If you're free in the future, we can meet up again."

After saying that, Seiji Fujiwara adjusted his position, holding her even tighter in his arms, and then... closed his eyes, turned over, and went to sleep.

Eliza was completely stunned.

Role-playing? Was Kiku willing? Photos deleted? Continuing the date?

What...what is all this?!

Countless thoughts were clashing in her mind.

Finally, exhaustion overwhelmed her, and she could no longer hold on, falling into a deep sleep.

-

When I woke up the next day, it was already broad daylight.

"Ok?"

Eliza woke up, slowly opened her eyes, and looked around.

Seiji Fujiwara has left.

Eliza sat up and found a prepared breakfast and a glass of warm milk on the bedside table.

Seiji Fujiwara's words from last night came back to mind.

She remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he picked up his phone and called Kikuri Hiroi.

The call is connected.

“Eliza…?” Hiroi Kikuri’s voice sounded like she had recovered a lot of energy.

"Kikuri." Eliza Shimizu took a deep breath and asked seriously, "Tell me what happened last night! Don't leave out a single word!"

On the other end of the phone, Kikuto Hiroi was surprised.

After a pause, she hesitantly recounted everything that had happened last night.

Her statement was completely consistent with Seiji Fujiwara's statement!

After hearing this, Eliza Shimizu was completely stunned.

She slowly put down her phone and buried her face deeply in the pillow.

So, all along, she was just deluding herself?!

She actually offered herself up to him?!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh-!!!"

A surge of intense shame and indignation instantly welled up in her head.

Eliza was in her room, clutching her head, letting out a scream of impotent rage.

……

……

Meanwhile, Seiji Fujiwara drove to the hospital and picked up Ryo Yamada and Kikuri Hiroi, who had recovered their spirits.

The two of them followed him back to the Yamada family home to rest.

During this time, Seiji Fujiwara looked at Kikuri Hiroi, who seemed quite uneasy, and said calmly, "I will find you a new place to live, and also find you a doctor to help you quit drinking."

Chapter 99: The Surprised Youko Touma (2/2)

"As a price..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but Hiroi Kikuri understood instantly.

Her already pale face flushed bright red, reaching her ears, and she lowered her head shyly.

After Yamada Ryo and Hiroi Kikuri went back to their rooms to rest.

Seiji Fujiwara finally had time to examine his "harvest" from the previous night.

[Ding! Detected that the host has successfully conquered 'Hiroi Kikusato' (Stage 1). Rewards are being distributed...]

[Congratulations, host, you have gained the ability: an iron stomach capable of withstanding large amounts of alcohol!]

[Ding! Detected that the host has successfully conquered 'Eliza Shimizu' (Stage 1). Rewards are being distributed...]

[Congratulations, host, you have gained the ability: Encyclopedia of Otaku Goods!]

Seiji Fujiwara looked at the two rewards and a slight twitch of his lips.

These are all rewards that aren't very useful.

However, the main event is yet to come.

[Ding! Detected that the host has completely won over 'Yamada Ryo', completing the third stage of the mission. Rewards are being distributed...]

[Congratulations, host, you have received a reward: the entire music library from your previous life on Earth!]

[Ding! Detected that the host has completely won over 'Yamada Ryo', extra rewards are being distributed...]

[Congratulations, host, you have gained a permanent ability: World-class composition/arrangement talent!]

boom--!

As the system notification sound faded, a massive flow of information instantly flooded into his brain!

Countless melodies, countless chords, countless arrangement techniques, countless familiar, classic, niche, popular, and classical songs from my past life on Earth...

At this moment, all the music was integrated into Seiji Fujiwara's knowledge base.

He seemed to have transformed into a god of music, possessing a thorough understanding of various techniques, styles, and genres. The abundant emotions of many masters throughout history surged within him like a turbulent tide.

Bach's rigor, Mozart's agility, Beethoven's passion, Chopin's poetry...

The souls of countless classical masters seem to whisper at his fingertips.

Those rock, pop, jazz, and electronic melodies, like rushing rivers, converged and collided in his consciousness, sparking entirely new ideas.

He can now not only perfectly reproduce any piece of music he has "heard", but also deconstruct and reassemble it in an instant, giving it a completely new life with a different style and a different arrangement.

This feeling is like a programmer suddenly mastering the underlying logic of all programming languages ​​in the world, making everything coded; or like a painter instantly understanding all the mysteries of light and shadow, making every stroke a masterpiece.

Seiji Fujiwara was immediately captivated by it.

at this time.

The television in the living room was playing a news program as background noise.

"...It is reported that the world-renowned pianist, Ms. Yoko Touma, arrived in Tokyo today. She will hold her first solo recital since returning to Japan next week at the Tokyo Metropolitan Theater..."

However, at this moment, Seiji Fujiwara was immersed in the system's rewards.

I haven't heard any of this news.

for a long time.

Seiji Fujiwara opened his eyes and muttered to himself, "Shall we buy a piano to play with?"

Since I have both money and time, I can experience the style of high society.

He thought for a moment, got up, grabbed his car keys, and left the Yamada residence.

The destination was the renowned Okuda Piano House in Ginza, a long-established piano brand in Tokyo.

-

Meanwhile, at Tokyo Narita International Airport.

Surrounded by reporters and fans, a black-haired woman wearing sunglasses and exuding a cool and aloof demeanor walked quickly out of the VIP passage, escorted by several bodyguards.

She is Yoko Touma, an internationally renowned and talented pianist.

"Mr. Touma! What are your thoughts on holding this concert back in Japan?"

What are your thoughts on the development of the Japanese classical music scene in recent years?

Faced with a barrage of questions from reporters, Touma Yoko simply nodded slightly, remained silent, and got into a black sedan that was already waiting by the roadside.

The car door closed, shutting out all the noise from the outside world.

"Still so noisy." Touma Yoko took off her sunglasses and rubbed her throbbing temples. A hint of fatigue was visible on her exquisitely sculpted face.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Yaozi." The manager, sitting in the passenger seat, handed over a bottle of water. "The schedule is all set. Let's go back to the hotel and rest first. This afternoon..."

“No,” Touma Yoko shook her head, “Let’s go to the Okuda Piano Studio in Ginza first.”

"Huh? Are we going now?" the agent asked, somewhat surprised.

In his view, teachers who have just experienced a long flight need rest more than to immediately return to work.

"Hmm." Touma Yoko looked out the window at the rapidly receding street scene and said calmly, "The Bösendorf at home needs a full inspection and tuning, and then we need to arrange for it to be transported to the concert venue. For the upcoming performance, I must personally go and talk to Mr. Okuda about it."

For a top pianist, the piano is an extension of her body and the other half of her soul, allowing no room for carelessness.

“Okay, I understand.” The agent immediately took out his phone and began contacting the person in charge of Okuda Piano Studio.

-...

……

Seiji Fujiwara parked his car in a nearby parking lot and walked to the entrance of the Okuda Piano Museum.