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

"The higher the body temperature, the stronger the tactile sensation and the more varied the patterns."

Eriri's face showed obvious resistance.

Just seeing this thing brought to mind countless unhealthy images from notebooks.

"In the end, it's your turn to suffer."

Seiji Fujiwara took out the last item. It was a crystal-clear sphere, sealed in its own packaging, that looked like a high-end handmade candy.

"This is a specially made gummy candy containing a trace amount of stimulant ingredients."

"All you need to do is keep it in your mouth all day long."

"Its outer shell is made with a special process and will not melt under normal circumstances. However, once you talk, swallow saliva, or for any other reason, it rubs violently against the soft tissue in your mouth, then its outer sugar coating will be worn away and melted little by little, releasing the 'surprise' inside!"

"The more you want to spit it out, or the more you want to talk about it, the stronger the stimulation it brings will be."

Yamada Ryo stared at the transparent "candy," a flicker of doubt crossing his expressionless face.

She felt that what she was given was too simple.

Is Seiji taking special care of me?

Yamada Ryo glanced at Fujiwara Seiji discreetly.

Fujiwara Seiji, however, paid no attention to her and instead pushed the three "equipment" items in front of the three girls respectively.

"The game officially begins the moment you put on these 'equipment'. It lasts for 24 hours."

"What you need to do is live, communicate, and interact normally as usual in the coming period. Of course, you can also verbally 'attack' each other."

"Whoever can hold out until the end, without being defeated by these 'equipment' and without revealing any abnormalities, will be the final winner."

"And the winner's reward is to make a request of me once."

“Of course,” he changed the subject, a devilish smile returning to his face, “losers get punished too…”

"Alright, now you can all put them on."

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Silence fell over the dining table.

The three girls, looking at the embarrassing "equipment" in front of them, felt a strong urge to hit and curse.

I really want to throw all of this, along with the man who came up with this shameless game, out the window.

But clearly, they couldn't refuse.

Whether it's her 'obedient' personality that has long been trained, her well-developed body, or her life that has long been sold to Seiji Fujiwara.

All of this made it impossible for them to even think of refusing.

The three women could only glare at Fujiwara Seiji with the eyes one would give a scumbag.

But hidden deep within that contempt was a hint of excitement that they themselves dared not admit.

Then, after a brief silence...

All three girls silently reached out their hands.

Shiyu slowly opened her mouth: "Hehe... Seiji-kun, you really are something, you always manage to come up with some unique and bizarre games."

Her words were as sharp and precise as ever.

"However, since it is your wish, I have no reason to refuse."

She stretched out her slender fingers and pinched the pink heart-shaped vibrator. Then, she gave Fujiwara Seiji a seductive smile full of provocation.

"I'm just a little worried that my heart rate might be too calm later, and that might disappoint you?"

“That means only I can personally subdue you, this bewitching demon,” Fujiwara Seiji replied with a smile.

Eriri stared speechlessly at the two of them. Could they still be flirting at a time like this?

"Pervert! Pervert! Shameless! Vulgar! Demon! Scumbag!" She cursed in a low voice, her face flushed with shame and indignation.

With a trembling hand, she quickly grabbed the two jelly-like pieces and clenched them tightly in her palm.

"I... I won't lose to a ridiculous game like this, devised by a pervert like you! And I definitely won't lose to these two women next to me! Just you wait and see!" she said fiercely, though her words betrayed her inner weakness.

Yamada Ryo, however, remained expressionless.

She picked up the transparent "candy," examined it for a moment, tore open the packaging, and, under the surprised gazes of the other two girls, put it into her mouth without hesitation.

He demonstrated his determination through simple and practical actions.

Seeing that all three girls had accepted the challenge.

A satisfied smile appeared on Fujiwara Seiji's face.

"very good."

"So, the game..."

"Officially begin!"

……

……

Yamada Ryo took a bite of candy.

Utaha and Eriri also went into the room and put on their props.

Afterwards, the three girls gathered in the living room and began this 'fun' game that lasted for 24 hours.

Of course, Seiji Fujiwara didn't think it would last that long.

The results should be available by the morning.

The first challenge of the game was to clean up the breakfast dishes.

This is a simple household chore that requires bending over and walking.

In the past, this would have been a piece of cake.

But at this moment, in the eyes of the three girls, it was no different from carrying out a highly difficult bomb disposal mission on a battlefield full of landmines.

Every step Shiyu took was like that of a supermodel walking the runway.

She tried to control her breathing and keep her movements steady.

But the restless little thing inside her seemed to have a life of its own. Every time she bent down to pick up the plate, the muscles would squeeze together and have an intimate encounter with her most sensitive nerves.

The slight vibration she felt made her instinctively squeeze her legs together even tighter, making her posture appear slightly unnatural.

Eriri, on the other hand, was completely tense, like a frightened hamster.

She hurriedly gathered up the cutlery, her palms sweating.

She could clearly feel the two cool "slime" pieces subtly changing with her body temperature, becoming sticky and slippery.

This feeling is extremely uncomfortable.

So much so that her hand trembled and she almost broke a cup.

In her fright, her body temperature rose instantly, making the two "jelly" pieces seem to come alive. As the material's structure contracted, she gently squeezed them.

The sudden, playful touch made her shudder, and she almost actually threw the cup away.

Yamada Ryo, on the other hand, seemed the most "normal" of the three.

But her tightly pursed lips and the occasional uncontrollable movement of her Adam's apple betrayed her inner turmoil.

The "candy," much larger than she had imagined, lay quietly on her tongue, forcing her mouth to secrete more saliva than usual.

Each swallow removes a layer of sugar coating from the surface.

The three of them did housework while subtly observing each other.

They both wanted to find even the slightest trace of "about to collapse" on the other person's face or in their actions.

This is a war between "endurance" and "acting skills".

……

……

After the tense and exciting "breakfast trial" session.

Time flew by and it was noon.

All three possessed remarkable willpower and showed no signs of defeat.

Fujiwara Seiji, citing the need for the referees to rest, entrusted the task of preparing lunch to the three girls.

The kitchen instantly became their new battlefield.

"Yamada-kun, could you please chop that onion for me?" Shiyu asked Yamada Ryo, who was washing vegetables by the sink, while using the tip of a knife to remove the innards from a fresh fish.

She deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "cut".

Cutting onions is something that easily makes you cry. And crying, in turn, triggers intense activity in the mouth and nasal cavity.

She wanted to see how long this expressionless blue-haired girl could maintain her damn composure under the stimulation of "tears."

The sobbing and swallowing while crying must make that little thing in her mouth very "interesting", right?

Yamada Ryo glanced at Shiho and guessed her intention to show disgust.

But she was fearless and took the onion and the knife directly.

Da da da da——

Her movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

The moment the blade sliced ​​through the onion, bursts of pungent gas filled the air.

Yamada Ryo's eyes inevitably reddened and became moist. Physiological tears began to well up in her eyes, and her vision became somewhat blurred.

But she remained expressionless.

She clenched her teeth, lifted her chin, and tried to stop herself from crying.

Because she knew that once she started sobbing, the "candy" in her mouth would melt faster.

She could even feel the candy's shell making a barely perceptible "click" sound as she clenched her teeth.

On the other hand, Eriri was assigned the seemingly simple task of "kneading dough," which was actually very physically demanding.

She vented her anger on that innocent piece of dough.

While exerting force, he mentally bound Fujiwara Seiji and Utaha to the cross and purified them with flames a hundred times.

As she moved her body violently, the two "slime" pieces also began to become more and more active.

The tingling, hot, and sticky sensation, like countless tiny ants crawling on her skin, made her feel like her body couldn't hold on any longer.

Eriri's face grew increasingly red, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

My body temperature is rising uncontrollably.

"No... this can't go on..."

"If this continues, I will definitely... I will definitely be the first one..."

Eriri gritted her teeth, trying her best to remain calm.

But the contents of those notebooks kept flooding into my mind.

She couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if she weren't wearing this ordinary T-shirt right now, but instead...

Instead, it was the kind of specially made "slime restraint suit" that often appeared in her notebooks, consisting of only two thin straps that barely covered the vital parts, filled with a sense of "restraint" and "shame"...

Then, dressed in that outfit, she was tied up in the kitchen, kneading dough, while the demon named "Seiji," standing behind her, used various methods on her...

"what--!!!!"

This thought was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, instantly shattering Eriri's already precarious mental defenses!

She let out a scream filled with despair and shame, her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground, trembling all over.

Her eyes shimmered with tears, her expression dreamy.

……

An eerie silence fell over the kitchen instantly.