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

Finally, Xingge spoke, her voice trembling.

She glared at Seiji Fujiwara.

"Fujiwara Seiji!" she roared, her voice filled with anger and unease. "What do you mean by calling Nijika here? What does this have to do with her?!"

Meanwhile, Hongxia, standing to the side, asked in a complicated tone, "Seiji... why is my sister here?"

In fact, given the current situation, both of them were aware of the circumstances.

They just don't want to face it yet.

"I mean……"

Seiji Fujiwara chuckled softly and walked between the two sisters.

He reached out in front of Xingge and pinched Hongxia's cheek in an extremely intimate manner.

"My cute and energetic younger sister, Hongxia."

Then, in front of Hongxia, he reached out his other hand and, with an aggressive and provocative gesture, lifted Xingge's chin.

"...and you, my proud and arrogant older sister, Xingge."

A devilish smile appeared on his face.

"They are all my wings."

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

The two sisters were completely petrified.

The truth was brutally revealed, leaving both of them in a state of mental blankness and confusion.

……

silence.

After a three-minute silence, the first to recover from the shock was Ichiji Hoshika.

"You... bastard!"

With an angry scream, she pounced on Seiji Fujiwara like an enraged cat.

But how could her strength compare to Seiji Fujiwara?

With a simple movement, Fujiwara Seiji grabbed her wrist and pinned it down.

"Let me go! You bastard! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

Xingge struggled and writhed violently, tears of humiliation and resentment streaming from her usually stubborn and proud red eyes.

Meanwhile, Ijichi Nikka seemed not to have reacted yet.

She stood there blankly, staring at the chaotic scene before her, a bitter smile curving her lips.

elder sister……

Did my sister also make a deal with Seiji?

Ugh, I'm such an idiot.

She naively believed she had saved everything... and was even smug about taking advantage of him...

A tremendous sense of frustration washed over me like a flood.

Utaha and Eriri, who witnessed all of this, showed expressions of surprise.

"...He really detonated it like that?" Eriri lowered her voice and said, "That older sister looked so scary, like she was really going to kill him..."

"Terrifying?" Shi Yu shook her head slightly. "It's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

As she spoke, she glanced at Eriri.

"You've experienced Seiji's abnormal power before."

Eriri blushed instantly upon hearing this, recalling certain nights when she was supported by a pillar.

……

Seiji Fujiwara ignored Hoshika's shouts and simply waved to Utaha and Eriri.

The two of them had been with Seiji Fujiwara the longest and understood his feelings the best.

Upon seeing the gesture, they immediately stood up.

One of them took out a specially made restraint strap from his pocket, put it on Xingge's hands, and tied them behind his back.

"What...what are you doing?" Xingge asked, her expression becoming flustered.

Beside her, Hongxia also looked worried and stepped forward to try to stop her.

But the other person was faster.

Eriri took out an exquisite metal gag and quickly put it on Hoshika.

"Waaaaahh ...

Xingge let out a sob, her eyes filled with fear and confusion.

After doing all this.

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Ijichi Hoshika." Utaha smiled and gave her an elegant curtsy, a mischievous sly smile on her face. "From today onwards, we are 'sisters'. Please take good care of me."

“That’s right, that’s right!” Eriri chimed in from the side, “From now on, we’ll all be ‘serving’ our common ‘master’ together! Please don’t always make such a fuss and cause us trouble!”

Xingge was completely dumbfounded.

She looked at the two perfect women in front of her in disbelief, both of whom were top-notch in terms of temperament and appearance, and addressed Fujiwara Seiji as "master".

She is such an outstanding young woman; she deserves a bright and wonderful life.

Why should you willingly degenerate?

“Seiji…the two of them?” Nijika looked at Fujiwara Seiji with lingering fear.

She could accept being one of Seiji Fujiwara's many women.

But calling her "master" and being a slave... she simply couldn't accept it.

“…You two, stop causing trouble.” Fujiwara Seiji was even more speechless than Hoshika and Nijika, and turned around to slap the two guys with a chop to the neck.

"Woo!" *2

Utaha and Eriri clutched their heads in pain.

The way they addressed each other just now was all intentional; they deliberately brought the intimate moments from their bedroom into normal conversation.

"Alright, stop listening to their nonsense." Fujiwara Seiji restrained Hoshika with one hand and gently comforted Nijika with the other, "You didn't do anything wrong. Neither did your sister."

"It's just that I'm a bit greedy."

"I want both of you."

Seiji Fujiwara spoke with complete composure.

Of course, such words are not accepted.

After hearing this, Xingge's eyes seemed to spit fire.

But it's okay.

"Is...is this how it is?" Hongxia, who was in his arms, showed a complicated expression, and her stiff body slowly relaxed.

Hongxia is such a good child.

As Fujiwara Seiji sighed, he cast a smug look at Hoshika.

Once I've got your sister under control, do you think I can't handle you?

Then, he lowered his head and kissed Hongxia's soft, trembling lips.

"woo woo woo woo!!!"

Xingge immediately struggled like a fish thrown into boiling water, her eyes flashing with a ferocious light.

But Seiji Fujiwara ignored her.

Since she's already like meat on a chopping board, Xingge can't escape.

“Learn more from your sister, Xingge.”

Seiji Fujiwara scooped up Nijika, who was breathless from his kisses, and placed her on the large sofa.

“Eri Shiwa,” he said without turning his head to the two “accomplices” who were excitedly watching the show, “invite our ‘Miss Hoshika’ over here as well.”

"Good master~"

"Yes, Master!"

The two responded cheerfully, and one on each side, they carried Xingge to the other side of the sofa.

She was forced to sit there like a duck, watching helplessly as Fujiwara Seiji began to undress her sister piece by piece.

At this moment, Xingge's eyes seemed to hold the fury of a lion, ready to devour anyone who might harm him.

"no, do not want……"

Hongxia finally came to her senses. She subconsciously pushed away the large hands that were roaming freely over her body.

It wasn't that she rejected Seiji Fujiwara...

Rather, he couldn't do Huang Zhong's things in front of his sister.

However, how could she possibly resist Seiji Fujiwara with her limited strength?

“Hongxia,” he whispered seductively in Hongxia’s ear, “look at your sister.”

"Haven't you always felt like you owed her something?"

"Now is your best chance to 'make it up' to her."

"Let her see for herself how you please me, let her understand what a huge 'sacrifice' you've made for her."

"Isn't this also a form of 'love'?"

Hongxia was speechless after hearing this set of fallacies and sophistry.

Beside them, Utaha and Eriri's lips twitched as well.

Xingge's face darkened, as if it had turned black.

“…Okay.” But Hongxia stopped struggling.

She sighed softly, her tone helpless and aggrieved, "Anyway, you're determined to do it, and you won't stop no matter what I say, right?"

talking.

Hongxia turned her head and gave her sister an apologetic look.

Then, she took the initiative to reach out and put her arm around Seiji Fujiwara.

"!?"

Under the horrified gaze of her sister, and amidst the excited and gloating observation of the other two women.

Clothes were scattered all over the floor.

With her smooth, fair skin, Nijika was inextricably linked to Seiji Fujiwara.

……

……

In the week following the confrontation, the Iji sisters were strangely calm.

They had to accept reality.

During the day, they were all busy with their own things, and at night they took turns visiting Fujiwara Seiji.

After the two became aware of each other's identities...

Seiji Fujiwara became even more uninhibited, arranging and combining things at will.

Sometimes it's Hoshika standing in front of the living room's floor-to-ceiling window, enjoying the Tokyo night view while feeling the rhythm of shame and conquest behind her, her younger sister blushing as she prepares food in a maid outfit; other times it's Nijika pressed against the glass door in the misty bathroom, her blurred silhouette echoing Hoshika outside.

They didn't need to do anything; their mere existence was enough to excite Seiji Fujiwara.

For example, when Hongxia knelt on the carpet to serve him, Xingge sat on the sofa and watched the whole process. The suppressed breathing and wet sounds were amplified infinitely in the silent room, becoming a form of torture for Xingge.