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

Her "perfect solution" appears so pale in the face of Seiji Fujiwara's epic and vivid "story".

For the first time, she was acutely aware of the enormous gap between herself and Seiji Fujiwara.

That's not a difference in experience or ability, but a difference in perspective and vision!

Before she could recover from her shock, Seiji Fujiwara's fingers gently plucked the guitar strings in his hands.

A beautiful yet powerful melody, one she had never heard before, instantly resounded throughout the entire livehouse.

It was a perfect riff filled with the unique passion and sorrow of Japanese rock, as if it condensed "STARRY's" years of trials, dreams and perseverance into those few dozen seconds.

"This is the theme song I wrote for the opening performance."

Seiji Fujiwara said in a calm tone, as if he were stating something trivial, "How about we call it 'Song of the Stars'?"

Xingge was shocked once again.

She herself was once a guitarist in a band, and she knows better than anyone just how terrifying musical talent it takes to write a melody that combines technical skill, artistry, and pop appeal.

And this man simply flicked it out so casually.

She felt her pride as a musician being mercilessly crushed bit by bit by this man.

"How was it?" Fujiwara Seiji asked, looking at her after playing it once. "Could you keep up?"

“I…” Xingge’s throat was dry, and she was speechless.

“It’s okay if you can’t keep up.” Seiji Fujiwara smiled, put down his guitar, and walked towards her step by step. “Then we’ll try a different way that’s easier for you to ‘understand’.”

He walked up to her, picked her up in one go, and strode towards the dressing room behind the stage.

"You...you let me go! This...this is 'STARRY'!"

Xingge finally came to her senses when she was thrown onto the soft sofa and began to struggle violently.

She could tolerate it both in the office and in his apartment.

But here...

This place, which she considers her dream, cannot be allowed to be defiled by this man!

“I know this is ‘STARRY’.” Seiji Fujiwara pressed down on her. “That’s why I’m here to leave you with a lasting ‘memory’.”

"I don't want those horrible memories!!" Xingge's face flushed red.

You must have it!

Seiji Fujiwara lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Now, I'll use your body to personally teach you what it means to be 'one with the instrument'."

Xingge felt as if her body was being used as a musical instrument.

As Fujiwara Seiji rampaged through her, causing her body to churn, he explained the arrangement of the song "Star Song" to her as he did so.

"The first verse should use a sixteenth-note bass drum to build up the emotion... just like this... can you feel the frequency?"

.......

Chapter 114 System Rewards - [Military-Grade Safe House Base] (1/2)

(The picture shows Ijichi Nijika)

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"In the chorus, the snare drum rhythm should be emphasized on the off beat... Yes... Follow my movements... Lift your waist..."

"Before entering the Bridge, a brief pause is needed to create tension... and then, explode at the climax..."

Xingge's consciousness had long been washed away, leaving a blank.

Her reason was screaming, but her body shamefully enjoyed the trembling sensation of being penetrated.

Its normally cold and hard outer shell was completely shattered.

Hidden deep within, her softness and charm, like a perfectly ripe peach, were revealed to Seiji Fujiwara without reservation.

Xingge stopped cursing and stopped struggling.

She simply wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, letting out a series of poignant moans that sounded like both pleading and demanding.

……

More than half an hour later.

This "rhythm training" session has finally come to an end.

Like a lazy cat that had exhausted all its strength, Xingge curled up helplessly in Fujiwara Seiji's arms, not wanting to move a single finger.

Seiji Fujiwara smiled with satisfaction as he looked at her flushed, alluring face.

This delicate Xingge can only emerge when her outer shell is pierced through forcefully.

Once they appear, they become both delicate and clingy.

At this point, no matter how much you bully them, they won't fight back. They'll just whine and beg for mercy, saying things like "No, please," "It's too many times," "This is too shameful," and "Don't be so vulgar."

But she wouldn't actually reject Seiji Fujiwara.

……

……

A few days later, the opening performance of the new "STARRY" was an unprecedented success.

That evening, Ms. PA found Xingge backstage.

"Fantastic stage design, Star Song!" Ms. PA exclaimed sincerely. "Tonight's performance was simply perfect, like a dream! However..."

She tilted her head, scrutinizing Xingge closely. "I feel like there's something different about you. That cold aura you used to have seems to have melted away a lot. You've become... um... more 'feminine'?"

Xingge's cheeks instantly flushed an unnatural red.

Looking at her shy, girlish appearance, Ms. PA had a sudden realization and instantly understood something.

She gaped in shock, her voice trembling with disbelief: "No way, he won you over so quickly?"

"Where is my stubborn, aloof, and unyielding Ichiji Hoshika?"

Where did you hide her?

Xingge didn't answer, but turned her head away in shame and indignation. But her ears, which were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, said it all.

Ms. PA was completely speechless.

She turned around, took out her phone, and sent a text message to Seiji Fujiwara.

[Wow, Seiji! You got Hoshika under your control so quickly!]

Not a moment.

Seiji Fujiwara replied with a text message.

[How long did it take you to win me over? I have a long time to spare!]

"Pooh!"

When Ms. Pa saw the reply, she blushed and spat.

……

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The opening performance of the new "STARRY" was a great success, and Ijichi Seika's career reached a new peak.

Of course, the price behind this glory was her increasingly decadent daily life as the private property of Seiji Fujiwara.

While enjoying the sense of accomplishment brought by her career success, she also got used to having her body possessed by him, and even felt a sense of emptiness and expectation when he did not "summon" her for a long time.

Xingge knew that she was hopelessly sinking into depravity.

Seiji Fujiwara also sensed the other party's subjugation.

A crisp system notification sound rang out in his mind at just the right moment.

[Congratulations, host, you have completed the stage achievement—'The Utter Submission of the Arrogant'.]

[Based on the host's current stage of the strategy and the deepening of control over the target 'Ichiji Hoshiga', the system's Stage Two reward has been issued.]

[Reward: A military-grade safe house.]

[Note: This reward includes the safe house itself, as well as perfect experience in using its facilities, weapons, and items, and a proficiency-level experience pack in 'Military Reconnaissance,' 'Targeted Elimination,' and 'Trace Cleanup.']

A playful smile flashed in Seiji Fujiwara's eyes.

"Military-grade safe house? And an 'experience pack'?"

"System, your rewards are getting more and more 'thoughtful'."

Seiji Fujiwara sighed, closed his eyes, and began to receive the reward.

Various military technologies, experiences, skills, and weapons knowledge were suddenly poured into his brain.

……

……

Two days later, in the president's office of Genesis Entertainment.

Minister of Justice Kenji Sakaguchi reported to Seiji Fujiwara with a solemn expression.

"President, the situation is a bit tricky."

He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said in a deep voice, "Recently, some suspicious people have appeared downstairs in our company and near the homes of several core executives. We investigated and found that it's a private detective agency called 'Kuroda Detective Agency'."

Seiji Fujiwara understood.

This is because they are envious of the huge profits of "Puella Magi Madoka Magica". Commercial hyenas have come smelling blood.

"They are very professional, and also very good at skirting the line."

Ken Sakaguchi's face showed a look of disgust and helplessness. "All their actions were on the edge of the law. They just stalked and took pictures, but never got close or did anything substantial. We called the police, but they said they couldn't do anything."

"What's most disgusting is that they even bribed the company's cleaning staff in an attempt to obtain trade secrets."

"Although we discovered it in time, this buzzing sensation, like that of flies, is extremely annoying. Several executives said that their normal lives have been severely affected."

After listening to the report, Seiji Fujiwara remained calm.

He simply said three words: "I understand."

Since they are enemies, let's kill them once and for all, give them a good beating to prevent a hundred more.

understood?

That's it? No response?

"President..." Ken Sakaguchi was somewhat surprised, but he didn't ask any further questions and bowed before leaving.

……

Meanwhile, in a corner of a café across from the Genesis Entertainment headquarters building.

A man wearing a baseball cap was holding a professional camera with a telephoto lens, snapping photos of Genesis Company's floor-to-ceiling windows, a sneer playing on his lips.

"A mere kid who's written a few bestsellers thinks he's something special? The business world isn't something you can navigate with just talent." He dialed the number smugly. "Hello, Mr. Kuroda? Don't worry, that Fujiwara kid is a greenhorn. He hasn't noticed anything amiss. In three days at most, I guarantee I'll deliver a 'gift' that will satisfy you."

After hanging up the phone, the man whistled smugly, completely unaware that he was the one about to be sacrificed.

In the office, Seiji Fujiwara slowly walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

In an instant, the world he saw changed.

Airflow speed, light refraction, building structure, crowd movement...

Everything in his mind constructed an abstract three-dimensional battlefield.

Those cold, hard facts and experiences about shooting, stealth, and how to make a person "legitimately evaporate" from the world—which once only existed in movies and novels—became ingrained in his very being like instinct.

In an instant, he seemed to transform into a top-tier, battle-hardened assassin.

His gaze easily pierced through hundreds of meters, locking onto the "hunter" in the café who thought he was hiding well.

A playful smile appeared on his lips.

Seiji Fujiwara did not use any physical weapon; he simply used his mind to gently pull the virtual trigger.

[Authorization confirmed.]