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

However, at the end of the day, all she gained was disappointment after disappointment.

"Kato, we sympathize with your situation, but... legally speaking, your uncle, as your father's brother, is indeed the first-in-line guardian..."

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"We only provide basic legal advice here. We can't help with cases that have already entered the judicial process..."

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"The school can provide you with psychological counseling, but it cannot interfere with the court's judgment..."

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Everyone sympathized with her, but everyone said they were powerless to help.

In the evening, she returned home, utterly exhausted.

I haven't even settled in yet.

Those three repulsive figures reappeared at her doorstep.

"Oh, you're back?" Kato Jiro laughed arrogantly. "Got a court summons, huh? Spent the whole day running around, did you find anyone who can help you? Let me tell you, don't waste your energy! Megumi, you can't escape this!"

"Open the door now and we might be kind enough to give you a room." Kato Kazuko's words, like the forked tongue of a viper, were full of malice. "Otherwise, after the trial, this whole house will be none of your business!"

Are they even going to take away her home, leaving her with nowhere to live?!

Kato Megumi was furious.

“We’re all relatives,” Attorney Tanaka began, playing the good cop. “Your uncle and aunt are just worried that you’re too young to protect such a large sum of money, and that you might be cheated by bad people. Just accept their care and wait until you’re eighteen. Everything will be fine then, won’t it?”

Kato Megumi just sneered.

Despite Kato Jiro's best efforts to persuade him, he received no response.

The door remained closed.

Seeing that his niece was unresponsive to his persuasion, Kato Jiro also lost his patience.

"Fine! You wait! Five days from now, let's see what you do!"

The three left cursing.

Kato Megumi leaned against the door, biting her lip, her expression a mixture of unease and anger.

She took the court summons out of her pocket, looked at the court date five days later, and felt only despair.

"There's nothing I can do on my own..." Kato Megumi murmured to herself.

But if we rely on others, there seems to be hope.

Thinking of this, she gave a wry smile and took out her phone.

Opening the text message, I found several messages that Seiji Fujiwara had sent me.

Two scenes involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

Scene 1: She lost the lawsuit, and her uncle and aunt took everything away from her, kicked her out of the house, and left her homeless. Or they treated her like merchandise, marrying her off to anyone they could, in exchange for their last bit of profit.

Scene 2: She accepted Fujiwara Seiji's deal, selling her body and freedom, becoming the woman of a philandering scumbag.

Neither of these options is a good choice.

A bitter smile appeared on Kato Megumi's face.

Has her life reached the point where she has to choose the lesser of two evils?

"We have no choice but to make a decision," Kato Megumi sighed, standing up.

She's not one to sit idly by and wait to die.

She needs more information before making a final decision.

Taking a deep breath, Kato Megumi turned on her computer and typed in the name "Fujiwara Seiji".

Information about him is everywhere online.

A genius writer, a business prodigy, the mysterious president of Genesis Corporation... and of course, countless scandalous stories.

On the Toyosaki Academy's internal forum, there are also well-known ambiguous relationships between him and Kasumigaoka Utaha and Sawamura Eriri.

Meanwhile, entertainment news also reported that Seiji Fujiwara helped Yamada Ryo, the bassist of an underground rock band, reclaim a hospital from unscrupulous capitalists and even created a personal music label for him.

Furthermore, in financial magazines, Seiji Fujiwara arranged for Utaha Kasumigaoka and Eriri Sawamura to join Genesis, and had them participate in the phenomenal anime project, Puella Magi Madoka Magica…

She calmly and meticulously organized this information, line by line.

An hour later, she closed all the pages, having already made up her mind.

Seiji Fujiwara is indeed a scumbag with a chaotic private life, domineering, and shameless.

However, he showed extraordinary generosity and protectiveness towards his women.

Compared to the malice of her uncle and aunt, Seiji Fujiwara's "protection with a clear purpose" was actually a much better choice.

Having figured this out, Kato Megumi stood up, went to the living room, and lit an incense stick for her parents' black and white photograph.

As the smoke curled upwards, she closed her eyes and silently said in her heart:

"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry."

“I failed to become the independent adult you expected.”

"But, in order to survive, in order to protect what you left me... please forgive me."

After saying that, she opened her eyes, and there was no longer any confusion or despair in them, only a calm desperation.

She took out her phone, scrolled through her contacts, and removed the number that was the first one she had blocked from the blacklist.

Then, I pressed the dial button.

beep...beep...

A beep came from the receiver.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Hey?"

A male voice with a lazy laugh came from the other end of the phone.

Seiji Fujiwara.

He seemed completely unsurprised by the call, even displaying a hint of long-awaited amusement.

Kato Megumi's fingers, gripping the phone tightly, turned slightly white from the force.

But the voice spoke with unusual calmness:

"Good evening, Fujiwara-sensei. This is me, Kato Megumi."

"Oh? Kato-kun." Seiji Fujiwara's voice was full of laughter as he said leisurely, "Calling me so late, have you finally come to your senses?"

That flippant tone made Kato Megumi feel humiliated.

But she knew she no longer had the right to be willful.

From the moment I dialed that number, I became someone else's prey.

“Yes, I need your help, Fujiwara-sensei.” She closed her eyes, suppressing all her emotions, and calmly replied, “Please help me, I beg you.”

"Hehe, a wise choice." Fujiwara Seiji was very pleased with her compliance.

"How can I get your help?" Kato Megumi asked proactively.

These words were like an invisible contract. The moment they were spoken, it meant she had accepted all the preconditions of the deal and given up resistance.

Seiji Fujiwara chuckled softly on the other end of the phone, his laughter filled with pleasure.

"I will send someone to pick you up."

"……I see."

"Well then, I look forward to seeing you, Xiao Hui."

Seiji Fujiwara spoke in an intimate tone, and then hung up the phone.

Hearing the busy tone from her phone, Kato Megumi slowly put it down.

Everything has settled down.

She turned around expressionlessly and walked into the bathroom.

Take off your clothes and turn on the shower.

Warm water cascaded down from above, enveloping her slightly trembling body.

She closed her eyes and scrubbed every inch of her skin vigorously, as if she wanted to wash away not only the dust on her body, but also her naive and weak self.

……

Fifteen minutes later, she dried herself off and went into her bedroom.

Opening the wardrobe, one finds mostly simple, understated everyday clothes, consistent with her usual "low-profile" style.

Her gaze swept around the wardrobe and finally landed on a dress that she hadn't worn much.

It was a light blue, knee-length dress with lace trim.

It was last summer when her mother took her shopping and insisted on buying it for her. Her mother said, "Our Xiaohui will look as cute as a little princess in this."

She felt a little embarrassed at the time, thinking that the dress was too glamorous for her.

And now...

Kato Megumi paused for a moment, then reached out and took the dress off.

She changed into a dress, then took a comb from the drawer and carefully combed her hair neatly.

After doing all this, she went to the living room and sat down quietly on the sofa, like a doll waiting to be taken away, waiting for her destiny to arrive.

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the other side.

A penthouse duplex apartment in downtown Kyoto.

Seiji Fujiwara hung up the phone, a satisfied smile on his face.

He admired intelligent girls like Kato Megumi.

He opened his phone and tapped on the "Blue Wing" internal software.

He contacted a female bodyguard and sent her a few messages.

“Understood, boss,” the person codenamed Nightingale replied quickly.

Close the software.

Seiji Fujiwara dialed a number.

beep...beep...

Soon, the call was connected.

"Moshi Moshi, this is Black Rock Law Firm. How can I help you?" A capable and polite female voice came from the other end of the phone.

“It’s me, Fujiwara.”

"Mr. Fujiwara!" The woman's voice instantly became extremely respectful. "Good evening! May I ask what you need?"

“It’s a small matter.” Seiji Fujiwara leaned back on the sofa and, in a casual tone as if discussing the weather, briefly recounted the guardianship dispute that Megumi Kato was facing.

"...That's roughly the situation. The other party hired a mediocre lawyer who exploited legal loopholes to forcibly apply for guardianship, and the court seems to have already issued a summons."

Chapter 126 One phone call, and the problem is easily solved (1/2)

The VIP secretary on the other end of the phone, while quickly taking notes, replied in a deep voice, "I understand, Mr. Fujiwara. From a legal perspective, in the absence of other immediate family members, the other party's approach does indeed have an advantage. But that's not a problem."

“I know this isn’t a problem,” Seiji Fujiwara said calmly. “I’m not here for legal advice. I’m here to get you to solve the problem.”

"At the same time, I want that girl's uncle and aunt, and the lawyer they hired, to pay the price. Do you understand what I mean?"

His words carried a hint of arrogance.

Seiji Fujiwara no longer needs to play games with others within the rules.