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

She was shocked that this man actually had feelings for her!

She was even more shocked that he could talk about "unspoken rules" in such a righteous and high-sounding way!

Not only that, he also blatantly threatened her in a way that implied, "If you don't pay the price, what you say is like farting."

At this moment, the last glimmer of hope in Ms. PA's heart was completely shattered.

The dignified and gentle facade on her face could no longer be maintained and was completely ripped off.

She looked at Seiji Fujiwara and said with a forced smile:

"Hehe... Fujiwara, you really have a good appetite. You want to devour every woman you see?"

Faced with her mockery, Seiji Fujiwara remained thick-skinned, not even raising an eyelid, and his heart was completely unmoved.

He simply released Miss PA's hand, stood up, and walked out of the pub without saying another word.

That meaning is already obvious.

Either you pay the price.

Or, just pretend nothing happened tonight.

Miss PA watched his resolute back and sighed helplessly.

Now that things have come to this, she has no way out.

Miss Pa could only curse Fujiwara Seiji's ancestors in her heart as she hurried after him.

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Outside the tavern, a cool night breeze blew.

Seiji Fujiwara stood by the roadside, took out his phone, and called the hotel's designated driver.

Soon, a black sedan stopped in front of him.

He opened the back door and got in.

As Ms. PA watched this scene, she sighed silently once again.

She knew she had made her choice.

She opened the back door, got in, and gently pressed her body against Seiji Fujiwara.

The soft, supple touch, and the unique scent emanating from her, a blend of alcohol and perfume, were quite enjoyable for Seiji Fujiwara.

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However, because there was another designated driver ahead of him, he didn't do anything out of line.

He simply reached out again, grasped Ms. PA's hand, and intertwined their fingers.

Ms. PA instinctively struggled, but found that the other person's hand was like an iron clamp, and she couldn't break free at all.

She could only frown and let Seiji Fujiwara hold her hand.

The vehicle quickly arrived at a five-star hotel located in the city center.

Seiji Fujiwara has been reserving a presidential suite on the top floor here for an extended period.

After parking the car, the designated driver respectfully left.

"Please, Pa-san."

Seiji Fujiwara got out of the car with a smile, opened the door for Ms. PA, and gestured for her to enter.

Looking at the magnificent hotel before her, Ms. PA's last shred of hope vanished completely.

"understood."

She sighed, took Fujiwara Seiji's hand, and stepped out of the car.

……

……

Meanwhile, StarryLiveHouse.

Ichi Seika glanced at the clock on the wall and frowned deeply.

The performance was about to begin, but PA, who should have been there long ago, was nowhere to be seen.

"Did this guy... oversleep again?" she muttered, somewhat puzzled.

She took out her phone and dialed Ms. PA's number.

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

At this moment, Ms. PA had no chance to think about the luxury of "oversleeping".

She had just stepped into the presidential suite and hadn't even had a chance to see the whole room when she was picked up and carried around the waist.

In the blink of an eye, she was being carried and placed on a soft, large bed.

"you!"

Ms. Pa gasped, looking nervously at Seiji Fujiwara, and put her hands in front of her.

"Don't move, let me take a good look at you."

Seiji Fujiwara leaned in and separated her hands, but did not rush to take the next step.

Instead, he slowly explored, his fingers tracing the smooth fabric of the dress, feeling the amazing curves beneath, and admiring this mature and alluring body.

"..."

Miss Pa blushed deeply at being completely subdued.

She felt like a sheep in the clutches of a hungry wolf, completely at the mercy of the wolf, powerless to resist.

Just then, the phone rang urgently.

"It's...it's Xingge on the phone!" Ms. PA took the opportunity to push Fujiwara Seiji away. "I'll take this call."

She spoke to Seiji Fujiwara, who was looking at her with amusement.

Seiji Fujiwara raised an eyebrow, readily agreed, and rolled off her, sitting to the side with an expression of watching a good show.

Ms. PA glared at him before taking out her phone and pressing the answer button.

"Hello? Xingge?"

"PA-san! Where did you go, 077?! The show is about to start, and I still haven't seen you!" Ichiji Hoshika's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Ah... haha, um... sorry, sorry!" Ms. PA tried her best to make her voice sound no different from usual.

But her hurried tone and the slightly trembling, uncontrollable ending of her voice betrayed her inner tension.

"I...I've run into a sudden emergency! Yes! It's extremely urgent! So...so I might need to take the day off tonight!"

"What?! Taking leave?!" Ijichi Hoshika's voice instantly rose. "What are you up to now? There's something off about your voice."

"No, nothing's wrong! It's just... just a bit of a cold! Anyway, don't worry about me! I'll leave the livehouse to you for now! I'll be there on time tomorrow! Bye!"

After Ms. PA finished speaking, she hung up the phone without giving Xingge any chance to ask further questions.

Backstage, Ichika Hoshika frowned even more deeply as she listened to the busy tone on the phone.

She could hear an unusual panic in Ms. PA's voice.

But her work at the livehouse was about to begin, and she didn't have time to delve into this strangeness.

Xingge could only suppress her doubts for the time being and focus her energy on the work that was about to begin.

……

……

In the hotel room.

After hanging up the phone, Ms. PA breathed a long sigh of relief and collapsed onto the bed.

She was somewhat relieved that Seiji Fujiwara hadn't taken the opportunity to cause trouble; otherwise, she really wouldn't know how to handle the situation.

As if reading her mind, Fujiwara Seiji smiled and said, "What? Did you think I would embarrass you at a time like that?"

“I’m not the kind of person who would let the women who serve me get hurt.”

"Tch." Miss PA scoffed at him.

In her opinion, not a single punctuation mark of what this man said could be trusted.

Fujiwara Seiji didn't care about her attitude. He leaned down again and continued his "admiration" that he hadn't finished earlier.

His movements were slow and deliberate, unbuttoning the back of her dress one button at a time, revealing her mature, artistic body.

"What brand is this shirt? The fabric looks really nice," he asked casually as he unbuttoned it.

"...Bought at Shibuya 109, it was on sale."

"I didn't realize. You have excellent taste."

He continued to admire it, while also continuing his questioning.

What are your measurements?

"...What does this have to do with you (bgcg)?"

"If you don't tell me, then I'll just have to measure it slowly."

“…92, 60, 90.” Miss PA gritted her teeth and recited a string of numbers that would make any man’s blood boil.

"Very standard. What are the weaknesses?"

"It has no weaknesses."

"Is that so?" Seiji Fujiwara smiled and gently traced a line across her waist with his finger.

Ms. PA was instantly jolted as if struck by lightning; her body trembled violently, and she let out a suppressed groan.

Seiji Fujiwara's smile deepened.

Ms. PA's face flushed red. She hadn't expected her body's reaction to betray her so easily.

In an attempt to save face, she forcefully steered the conversation back on track.

"I advise you not to have too high hopes for me," she said in a deliberately indifferent tone.

"Oh why?"

"Because I am a 'stone woman'."

Ms. PA said without changing her expression, "From a young age, I have had absolutely no interest in or feelings about that kind of thing."

This is the truth.

From childhood to adulthood, she had never been interested in those things.

“Hehe…” Fujiwara Seiji laughed, but he didn’t believe it.

"That's because you don't understand the advanced techniques of happiness."

"Advanced techniques?" Ms. PA's face revealed undisguised disdain.

In her view, the so-called "advanced techniques" were nothing more than the things she had seen in countless doujinshi and health publications.

She had seen those words and pictures many times, but each time, she felt no emotion whatsoever.

She didn't believe this man could pull off anything else.

However, Fujiwara Seiji then proved to her with his actions—

Theory and practice are two different things.

"It's starting now," Fujiwara Seiji said, and began his formal attack with both hands.

It was only then that Ms. PA realized she was wrong.

Seiji Fujiwara was like a hacker who had mastered all the codes of her body. Every move he made easily broke through her defenses, igniting a raging fire in her untouched, barren land of desire.

Ms. PA's figure is full and voluptuous, quite different from Eliza's more Western-style athleticism and Yamada Ryo's still-immature naiveté.

Her temperament was languid yet alluring, and her reactions were intense yet wild.

All of this brought Seiji Fujiwara a unique experience.