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

"This...this is..."

She was completely overwhelmed by the perfect technique and the intense, overwhelming emotion.

She even subconsciously compared the performance in the video with her own performance.

Then, she came to a conclusion that she found hard to accept—

I lost.

They lost miserably, utterly humiliated.

Just then, she suddenly realized that the boy's profile in the video looked very familiar.

"Wait a minute...this person...isn't he..."

She immediately turned on her computer and entered a few keywords into the search bar.

Soon, a familiar photo appeared at the literature prize award ceremony.

"It really is him! The youngest genius writer to win both the Rampo Award and the Naoki Prize—Seiji Fujiwara!"

Touma Kazusa exclaimed in surprise, "I never imagined... that Fujiwara-sensei... had such a high level of piano skill?!"

She had always loved Seiji Fujiwara's novels and even secretly bought signed copies of all his works. In her eyes, Seiji Fujiwara was a "genius" in the literary field, just as she was in the musical field.

But she never dreamed that this literary genius was also a musical genius!

She immediately picked up her phone and quickly sent a message to her mother:

[Mom! You ran into Seiji Fujiwara! That author! Is he still here?! I want his autograph!!!]

On the train, Touma Yoko looked at the series of exclamation marks in the message her daughter had sent, and only then did she belatedly realize that Fujiwara Seiji had another identity.

She secretly regretted that she hadn't recognized him earlier.

She replied:

He's gone. But I've added him on LINE. There should be other opportunities in the future.

Then, after thinking for a moment, she directly sent Fujiwara Seiji's LINE contact information to her daughter.

If you can't wait, you can add it yourself.

In her Vienna apartment, Touma Kazusa stared at the LINE contact card that had been pushed to her phone screen, completely frozen in place.

Her face began to burn uncontrollably.

Should I... add my idol as a friend?

Isn't this...isn't this too presumptuous?

Will he agree?

What should I say to him after adding him?

For the first time, her heart, which had always beat solely for the piano, became frantic.

After hesitating for a long time while looking at the business card, the girl finally couldn't suppress her longing for her idol.

With trembling hands, Touma Kazusa pressed the "Send Friend Request" button.

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Meanwhile, Seiji Fujihitsu was still browsing other musical instrument shops in Ginza. He was playing with a valuable Stradivarius violin with great interest.

The phone vibrated.

He took it out and saw that it was a friend request from someone named "KazusaTouma". Below it was an explanation from Touma Yoko: "[This is my daughter, Kazusa. She's a fan of your books.]"

Seiji Fujiwara immediately chuckled.

“Touma Kazusa… That’s really interesting.”

He knew very well that she was also a top-tier beautiful girl with long, straight black hair, no less than her mother.

However, he's not in a hurry right now.

I casually accepted the friend request and then sent a simple greeting:

【Hello. 】

After sending the message, he put his phone back in his pocket and never spoke again.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, after receiving that simple "hello," Touma Kazusa paced back and forth in her room, clutching her phone, struggling with her dilemma for quite some time.

I don't know how to reply in order to start the next chat.

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The backstage office at StarryLiveHouse had a somber atmosphere.

Ijichi Hoshika looked at the A4 sheet of paper with the "Final Notice of Commercial Land Acquisition" and scratched her short, golden hair in frustration.

“PA-san, this time… there’s really no other way.” Her voice trembled slightly. “The compensation from 077 isn’t even enough to find a new place to renovate, not to mention the lease here still has six months left… the penalty for breach of contract plus the bank loan, I…”

"It's alright," Ms. PA sighed softly, pushing a cup of hot coffee toward her.

Her face had lost its usual languor and casualness, replaced by a deep solemnity.

“Xingge, you’ve been carrying this alone for too long.” Ms. PA’s voice was soft, yet it carried a comforting strength. “This matter can no longer be kept from Hongxia. She has the right to know about her family’s situation.”

"No way!" Ijichi Seika instinctively rejected the suggestion. "Nijika's band career has just gotten on track, and the band is about to be on the right track. I can't... I can't let her get distracted at this time!"

The two women deliberately lowered their voices, completely unaware of the office door that wasn't fully closed.

A petite figure was tightly covering her mouth, trembling all over.

Ichi Nijika's expression was solemn.

She originally came to deliver the sweets she made to her sister and PA-san, but she never expected to hear such a cruel truth.

"Debt," "bankruptcy," "penalty for breach of contract"... each word felt like a bucket of cold water being poured on me.

She didn't know how long she had been standing outside the door until she heard Ms. PA getting up inside. Then, as if waking from a dream, she ran away in a panic.

After finishing their heavy conversation in the office, Ms. PA stood up and prepared to go to the bar to get something.

As she walked to the door, she caught a glimpse of half a footprint on the ground out of the corner of her eye.

Miss Pa suddenly stopped in her tracks.

She crouched down, examined it closely, and murmured, "Hongxia?"

Ms. PA sighed softly.

She and Xingge went to great lengths to protect Hongxia's dream, but they never expected that the truth would be revealed in such the worst possible way.

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Meanwhile, Seiji Fujiwara was driving with Kikuri Hiroi through the streets of Tokyo.

He has already rented a brand new apartment for Kikuto Hiroi.

At this moment, I am taking her to see a psychologist who is very famous in the field of withdrawal treatment.

"Seiji, is it really necessary to go this far?" Hiroi Kikuri asked in a low voice, looking uneasy, sitting in the passenger seat. "I can control this myself..."

"Is that so?" Fujiwara Seiji glanced at her, a half-smile on his face, and said, "Then what about that half-bottle of sake you secretly hid under the bed last night?"

Hiroi Kikuri's face flushed red instantly, and she couldn't utter another word.

Seiji Fujiwara smiled, didn't continue the topic, and instead took out his phone and opened another chat window.

He sent a LINE message to Eliza Shimizu:

[Where are today's photos? In cosplay outfit.]

Just seconds later, the other party replied with only a period:

【. 】

Seiji Fujiwara's smile deepened. He could imagine the blonde beauty's exasperation and helplessness on the other end of the phone.

Chapter 102 Miss PA's Miscalculation (1/1)

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Seiji Fujiwara's imagination was spot on.

At this moment, in her own secret paradise filled with doujinshi and cosplay costumes, Shimizu Eliza was gripping her phone tightly, trembling with anger.

"Scumbag! Bastard! Devil! Demon!"

She muttered every vicious word she could think of.

Her delicate face flushed red with extreme anger, and her beautiful long golden hair was torn into a bird's nest from her irritation.

She wanted nothing more than to smash her phone over the man's head!

But she can't.

"Aaaaaahh ...

Eliza grabbed a cute magical girl body pillow next to her, buried her face in it, and let out a scream of impotent rage.

She felt like a butterfly caught in a spider web.

No matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't escape the spider web named Seiji Fujiwara.

finally.

She could barely get out of bed, walked to the wardrobe filled with all sorts of cosplay outfits, and took out a cosplay outfit that wasn't too revealing...

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Eliza Shimizu is very concerned about Kikuri Hiroi's alcohol rehabilitation and monitors her progress every day.

In return, or rather, as a continuation of the "hush money," she had to fulfill certain special "obligations" every day.

For example, sending some "casual photos" of casual clothes and cosplay outfits.

For example, I would greet him with a voice message every morning and evening.

Eliza was so angry she wanted to climb over the internet cable and tear him to pieces. But there was nothing she could do.

Seiji Fujiwara stared at the cold, lifeless period, his fingers flying across the screen:

It seems you don't want to send it. I happen to be free this afternoon. What's the name of the apartment building you live in?

He deliberately only hit half of it.

That half alone was enough to completely break down Eliza Shimizu's defenses on the other end of the phone.

【I'm sending it!!!】

【I'll send it right now!!!】

A string of angry words, accompanied by a photo, was sent over.

In the photo, the blonde beauty is wearing a well-tailored combat suit inspired by a famous video game character, her voluptuous figure accentuated by the tight-fitting garment.

She made a "V" sign at the camera, but her face showed a gritted-teeth expression, as if she wanted to eat someone alive.

Seiji Fujiwara kept the photos with satisfaction.

After posting the photos, Shimizu Eliza vented her anger on Hiroi Kikuri.

She dialed the phone of Kikuto Hiroi and, in a stern tone, gave her a half-hour-long, profound lecture on the "harms of alcoholism" and "life responsibilities."

The overwhelming sense of oppression was so intense that even after Hiroi Kikuri hung up the phone, she was still trembling.

She even began to seriously reflect on whether she had offended this usually gentle and considerate friend recently.

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On the other side, at Shimokitazawa High School.