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

Kasumigaoka Utaha and Yamada Ryo both stopped what they were doing and looked at the trembling golden retriever on the ground with a 'I knew it' look in their eyes.

"Heh... It seems that the first loser has emerged among us."

Shi Yu said with a smile, an elegant smile on her face.

She glanced at Yamada Ryo, who was still struggling with the onion, and thought to herself, "You're next."

Yamada Ryo silently swallowed, then readjusted the "candy" in his mouth, which had slightly melted due to the tension, to a safer position.

She looked at Eriri, who was squatting on the ground, and a hint of relief flashed in her blue eyes.

I'm glad I wasn't the first one to give up.

Then, the two of them looked at each other.

A new consensus was reached through their eyes—

They are the truly evenly matched opponents!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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Chapter 107 Exchanging and experiencing each other's items (1/1)

The time came in the afternoon.

This is also the longest and most grueling phase of the game.

Seiji Fujiwara didn't make any further unreasonable demands. He simply sat leisurely on the sofa in the living room, as usual, enjoying the performance of the two contestants in the living room.

Wearing headphones, Yamada Ryo sat cross-legged on the carpet, his fingers dancing nimbly on the bass guitar.

She was completely immersed in her own musical world, as if she had forgotten that she still had a "bomb" in her mouth that was enough to ignite all her senses.

But only she knew that the specially made "gag ball" had already melted.

Just moments ago, as her eyes welled up with tears from chopping onions and she unconsciously swallowed hard, the outer shell of the chew toy cracked open under the pressure of her tongue and palate.

Then, a liquid, filled with the familiar scent of Seiji Fujiwara, slightly salty and sweet-smelling, flowed out from the crevice.

Yamada Ryo instantly realized what it was.

She had tasted it countless times on countless nights and developed related neural responses.

To put it simply...

As soon as I smelled the scent, my body started to feel it.

As the crack in the candy ball widened, more liquid flowed out.

Yamada Ryo's body stiffened almost imperceptibly. The bass music in the headphones seemed to pause for half a second.

A strong surge of heat rushed from the base of her tongue straight to her brain.

Her first reaction was to spit it out.

But she stubbornly endured it.

She wants to win!

So, Yamada Ryo silently used her tongue to press the broken remnant of the "candy" against her palate, and then carefully held the constantly flowing, aggressive liquid in her mouth, not letting a single drop spill out.

From that moment on, every piece she played and every breath she took became a struggle against desire.

-

Meanwhile, Kasumigaoka Utaha sat at the other end of the sofa, passing the time with a foreign novel in her hand.

She also tried to calm herself down and enter a state of "stillness of mind" while reading.

However, she failed.

She found that she simply couldn't concentrate on those profound words.

Every word in the book seemed to dance and distort before her eyes, eventually converging into the hateful face of Seiji Fujiwara.

Her heart was pounding restlessly, like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins.

The more anxious you are to suppress it, the more your heart rate will rise.

"Beep—" Fujiwara Seiji's phone emitted a soft notification sound.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's body stiffened instantly.

She knew that was her heart rate, which had exceeded the warning line of 120.

The wicked little thing inside her responded in unison.

It was a more intense, tingling vibration than before, like waves crashing one after another.

"No... Calm down... Kasumigaoka Utaha, you need to calm down..."

She bit her lower lip hard, trying to distract herself with the pain.

He even began to memorize the plot outline of his novel in his mind, using creative rationality to fight against his physical instincts.

However, all this is in vain.

She discovered that the more she tried to "calm down," the more "uncalm" her body became.

She could feel a hot, unfamiliar torrent slowly rising from her lower abdomen, gradually washing away her reason.

Utaha Kasumigaoka instinctively brought her legs together, attempting to resist the tremor that originated from the depths of her soul with this almost instinctive defensive posture. But this action only made the irresistible tremor more concentrated and more violent.

An uncontrollable current surged from the deepest part of her body, instantly engulfing her limbs and bones.

A broken, low moan escaped helplessly from between her tightly clenched lips.

What followed was the complete collapse of the last line of defense deep within the body.

A sudden warmth and dampness instantly drained all her strength. The cold stockings, as if affected by this unexpected turn of events, emitted a strange, shameful sensation, constantly reminding her of her recent defeat.

The originally cool stockings became damp and sticky after coming into contact with the warm liquid.

That feeling of being defiled completely shattered Shi Yu's psychological defenses.

She abruptly stood up from the sofa, her face displaying a complex expression of shame, humiliation, and a hint of relief.

"I...I give up..."

She used almost all her strength to squeeze out those three words from her throat.

Then, she squeezed her legs together and, in an extremely awkward posture, rushed into the second-floor bathroom without looking back.

The second person to fall has appeared.

-

Silence fell over the living room once again.

Fujiwara Seiji watched Kasumigaoka Utaha's retreating figure, a smile full of admiration spreading across his face. "As expected of Utaha," he thought, "even her defeated posture is so alluring."

Meanwhile, Yamada Ryo, who was playing bass, also stopped what she was doing. She slowly took off her headphones.

Won.

Yamada Ryosuke breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned her head and looked at Seiji Fujiwara with her clear and serene blue eyes.

No words were spoken.

That look seemed to say, "I've won. Now, it's time to fulfill your promise."

Seiji Fujiwara smiled, stood up, and walked over to her. "Congratulations, Ryo. You are the ultimate winner of the game."

"Ah."

Yamada Ryo nodded and slowly opened her small, tightly pursed lips.

Under the gaze of Seiji Fujiwara, Eriri, and Utaha, who had just come out of the bathroom.

She stuck out her pink, delicate tongue and scooped up a handful of clear, viscous, milky-white liquid that emitted an unusual odor.

It was shown to everyone.

"!!!"

Eriri and Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes widened instantly!

It felt like I couldn't breathe!

They instantly understood what it was!

That blue-haired woman, her "candy" has long since melted away!

She actually... she actually kept that thing in her mouth the whole time?! And she did it without batting an eye, until the very end?!

Isn't this competitiveness a bit too strong?

If it were them, they definitely wouldn't be able to resist; they would either feel dizzy and nauseous, or they would just swallow it.

However, what shocked them even more was yet to come.

After showing off his "trophies" to everyone, Yamada Ryo...

His face remained expressionless.

Her Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

Then, without changing his expression, he swallowed the entire handful of liquid, which was filled with an aggressive aura.

"!!!!!!"

Eriri and Utaha were completely petrified.

They watched as Yamada Ryo, after doing all that, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, as if savoring something.

In my heart, only two words remained—

abnormal!

……

……

Night falls.

The atmosphere in the living room became strange again.

The game is over.

Now, it's time for the "losers" to be punished.

Yamada Ryo didn't make any excessive or romantic requests. She simply said, "Tonight, I want to eat your homemade omelet rice. With lots of ketchup."

This simple, even somewhat "shabby" wish surprised even Seiji Fujiwara.

But since it was Yamada Ryo's request, he naturally had no reason not to comply.

Moreover, the so-called requirements were just for fun.

As long as the three women have any needs, Seiji Fujiwara will naturally do his best to satisfy them.

of course.

The real "main event" fell on those two poor "losers".

"Alright, now that dinner is finished, it's time for punishment."

Seiji Fujiwara clapped his hands, revealing a smile that sent chills down the spines of Eriri and Utaha.

"However," he changed the subject, "in order to increase the fun of the game, and also to allow you to more deeply experience the pain of 'comrades-in-arms,' thereby strengthening your 'bond' with each other..."

"I've decided that during the movie, you can exchange the 'props' you've experienced today."

"What?! An exchange?!" Eriri and Utaha both exclaimed in surprise.

“That’s right,” Seiji Fujiwara said without room for argument. “In other words, from now on, Eriri, you’ll be sucking on a gag.”

Eriri's expression changed slightly.

The thought of what might be inside the candy filled her with resistance.

"No, no! I don't want to! That's too dirty!" she instinctively resisted.