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

It was the only bit of dignity she could retain in this humiliating transaction.

however,

Seiji Fujiwara simply smiled.

His smile carried a hint of disdain.

He stood up, walked out from behind his desk, and approached Xingge step by step.

His tall figure cast a huge shadow in the bright sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows, completely enveloping Xingge's body with an immense sense of oppression.

"Fujiwara-sensei?" Hoshika took a half-step back uneasily.

Seiji Fujiwara walked up to Hoshika, looking down at her with a mocking glint in his eyes.

“Miss Ichichi,” he scoffed, “you seem to have misunderstood something.”

As he spoke, he reached out, picked up a document from the desk, and casually tossed it in front of Xingge.

The documents were scattered on the ground.

On the top document's title bar, several huge characters, like sharp blades, pierced Xingge's eyes.

[Agreement Regarding the Transfer of Ownership of the 'Shimokitazawa Ichiban-gai' Land Plot]

[Party A: Mitsui Fudosan Co., Ltd.]

[Party B: Genesis Entertainment Co., Ltd.]

Xingge's mind went blank for a moment.

"What...do you mean?" Her voice trembled slightly with fear.

"The meaning is very simple." A cruel smile curled at the corner of Fujiwara Seiji's lips.

“Starting yesterday afternoon, the land you are standing on, which is about to be demolished, and the right to develop it, have been transferred from Mitsui to my hands.”

"I get along quite well with Mitsui and his team."

Seiji Fujiwara spoke casually, as if recounting a trivial matter.

He didn't just sit and wait to die.

Now that they've set their sights on Xingge, they certainly won't give her a chance to escape.

Therefore, preparations are being made in secret.

Reaching out, with those icy fingers, I gently lifted...

"So, Miss Ijichi,"

As he spoke, Seiji Fujiwara reached out and flippantly lifted Hoshika's chin, forcing her to look him in the eye.

"You are not in a position to negotiate with me right now."

You have no choice but to accept it.

"or……"

“Watching 'STARRY' get bulldozed.”

Upon hearing these words, Xingge trembled with anger.

"Fujiwara Seiji, you scum!!"

She glared angrily at Seiji Fujiwara.

Those beautiful eyes were filled with the anger of being deceived, the shame of being manipulated, and the ferocity of a wild beast driven to the brink of despair.

"is it?"

Instead of getting angry, Seiji Fujiwara laughed even more happily.

He likes Xingge's expression.

It's like a cat cornered against a wall, with nowhere to run, yet still stubbornly bristling its fur, trying to intimidate an enemy a hundred times stronger than itself with its harmless meow.

So funny.

“Alright.” Seiji Fujiwara shrugged, looking regretful.

Miss Xingge is still struggling?

This is not good.

We need to put more pressure on them.

He turned around, walked back to his desk, and picked up the phone.

"Hello, is this the demolition department?"

"The Shimokitazawa 'Ichiban-gai' project can be launched now."

"Yes, let's start with that livehouse called 'STARRY'."

"immediately."

Cold words came from Seiji Fujiwara's mouth.

Ichi Hoshika felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head, and her whole body went cold.

Do not……

don't want……

Her mind went blank.

My body felt as if all my strength had been drained, and I almost collapsed to the ground.

“Ms. Ijichi,” Seiji Fujiwara walked up to her, looking down at her, “now, can you tell me your choice?”

Xingge did not answer.

He just gritted his teeth and stared at Fujiwara Seiji with eyes full of hatred and humiliation.

Seeing her unyielding, thorny rose-like appearance, a deeper sense of pleasure flashed in Seiji Fujiwara's eyes.

He stopped talking nonsense.

He reached out and swept Xingge up in his arms, striding towards the secluded lounge in the corner of the office, a lounge specially prepared for him.

"No... let me go! You bastard!"

When her body suddenly became suspended in mid-air, Xingge came to her senses and struggled desperately.

She pounded her fists on Fujiwara Seiji's chest, her legs kicking wildly in the air. Her well-tailored suit became disheveled and disheveled in the struggle.

But her strength was like a cat bluffing at Seiji Fujiwara; it posed no threat whatsoever and only fueled his desire to conquer her.

boom--

He kicked open the door to the lounge and slammed it shut behind him.

He sang Xingge, still on the big bed.

Just as Xingge tried to get up, Fujiwara Seiji had already pounced on her and pinned her down.

"Get out of here! You bastard! Scumbag!"

Xingge used all her strength to roar and curse.

But Seiji Fujiwara easily restrained Hoshika's arms with just one hand.

Her tightly pressed legs were forced apart by his knee, for the first time for a man.

Xingge was like a fish nailed to a chopping board, only able to watch helplessly as the knife peeled away its scales bit by bit.

Seiji Fujiwara leaned down, leaned close to her ear, and whispered with a smile:

"Go ahead and curse."

"I like listening to your voice."

"This will make me even more excited and will make what follows even more romantic."

After saying that, she lowered her head and pressed her lips firmly against Xingge's stubborn mouth.

That was a kiss filled with aggression.

He roughly pried open her pearly teeth, and plunged in, wantonly plundering every inch of the sweetness in her mouth.

Xingge's mind went blank with a "buzz," unable to think.

The opponent's strength, however, was like an iron clamp, rendering her unable to move.

What's worse, the other person's kiss was so skillful it was outrageous.

That nimble tongue seemed to know every secret of her body, and every tease it gave precisely struck her most sensitive nerves.

A strange shiver, like an electric current, shot up her spine and spread throughout her body in an instant.

Her body, which had been stiff with anger, shamefully softened.

No...can't...

Xingge let out a desperate lament in her heart.

She tried to regain control of her body, but the ignited flames were already spreading like wildfire, madly burning away her reason.

Seiji Fujiwara keenly noticed the changes in her body.

His smile deepened.

He slowly raised his head, looking at her face, which was flushed red from lack of oxygen and embarrassment, and teased:

"Miss Ijichi."

"Your body is much more honest than your mouth."

These words completely shattered Xingge's psychological defenses.

Tears of humiliation could no longer be held back and streamed down her face.

Without any further hesitation, Seiji Fujiwara took her completely, with an irresistible force.

……

……

It's hard for Xingge to describe that feeling.

First came the excruciating pain.

But what followed was an immense pleasure.

She felt like a small boat, tossed about in a storm.

In less than a few minutes, my consciousness was shattered by the overwhelming sensory assault.

Xingge forgot who she was, where she was, and all her pride and dignity.

The angry curses that had been uttering in her mouth had somehow turned into sobs that sounded like crying. Some kind of instinctive demand made her subconsciously tighten her long legs and wrap them tightly around Fujiwara Seiji's waist.

……

……

for a long time.

When Xingge's consciousness returned to her body.

The sunlight outside the window had turned into a warm orange-yellow.

It's evening.

She was like a broken rag doll, limp and powerless, lying on the messy sheets stained with suspicious liquid.

Those beautiful golden eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, devoid of any light.

at this time,

A cell phone ring broke the silence in the room.

Seiji Fujiwara rolled off her, picked up the phone next to him, and pressed the speakerphone button.

"Hello, President." A respectful voice came from the other end of the phone. "The demolition team you ordered has assembled at the entrance of 'STARRY.' Shall we begin work now?"

Upon hearing the word "STARRY," a glimmer of life finally returned to Xingge's empty eyes.