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

With a little effort, he pulled her into his arms.

The girl's body was thin, but not gaunt. Through the thin fabric, one could feel a firm and elastic texture unique to young girls.

At the same time, a faint scent, like shower gel mixed with a young girl's natural fragrance, entered my nostrils; it smelled wonderful.

Seiji Fujiwara lowered his head, scrutinizing that adorable face up close.

Without makeup or embellishment, she possessed a natural and exquisite beauty. Especially her lips, pink and full, like a cherry waiting to be picked, exuding a silent invitation.

Kato Megumi's cheeks flushed crimson instantly.

She did not resist, but simply let Seiji Fujiwara pull her into his arms, his aggressive masculine aura instantly enveloping her.

"Open your mouth." Seiji Fujiwara lowered his head and kissed him.

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The living room was bright and clean, with warm sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows and casting dappled patterns on the floor. And within this light, a primal battle was unfolding.

Seiji Fujiwara pressed Megumi Kato down onto the sofa. Without unbuttoning her complicated clothes, he roughly tore her light blue dress open with a ripping sound.

She was like a daisy growing in a quiet corner, unnoticed by anyone, but now she was uprooted by a ruthless hand and exposed to the scorching sun.

This sudden exposure made the girl tremble with shame, and her skin flushed a pitiful pink.

Seiji Fujiwara's gaze greedily swept over the body that was being shown to a man for the first time.

The girl's figure completely exceeded his expectations.

Beneath the seemingly slender dress lies a perfectly proportioned figure.

Her flat, firm abdomen had not an ounce of fat; her legs were long and straight, with rounded, full thighs and smooth calves, and the white cotton socks covering them added a touch of ascetic allure.

Beneath the torn dress, her breasts, though not particularly grand, were perfectly shaped, like two inverted white porcelain bowls, full and perky, with two delicate pink buds standing shyly in the cool air, as if waiting for the storm to arrive.

Without giving her much time to adjust, he stepped in.

"Well!"

Kato Megumi let out a suppressed cry of pain.

She instinctively tried to struggle, but Seiji Fujiwara held her down firmly, giving her no chance to escape.

He could clearly feel the extreme tightness and resistance, as if he were exploring a secret realm that no one had ever set foot in before.

But soon, Seiji Fujiwara sensed something was wrong.

He discovered that as his movements became more brutal and ruthless, the girl beneath him, whose suppressed cries of pain gradually turned into faint, sweet moans. Her body, tense with pain, began to secrete a slippery, honeyed fluid from its deepest, most intimate parts, as if silently welcoming his intrusion.

"Hmm? You say no, but your body says otherwise, Megumi."

Seiji Fujiwara's lips curled into a smile, as if he had discovered a new toy.

He leaned down and whispered teasingly in the girl's ear, which was flushed with embarrassment and indignation, "You could feel it? It seems like they're really welcoming me from inside."

The girl bit her lip, remaining silent in a muffled voice.

Seiji Fujiwara chuckled, no longer showing any pity, and his movements became more expansive, each penetration seeming as if he wanted to pierce through her entire body.

The thud that made one blush echoed in the empty living room.

Kato Megumi's mind went blank.

The brutal treatment, which seemed to tear her apart, did not cause her pain. Instead, it aroused a strong pleasure that she had never experienced before, like an electric current coursing through her body.

"No...don't...uh..."

Her refusal turned into an invitation; her tears were tinged with joy.

A misty haze settled over her clear eyes, and her tightly clenched lips parted, releasing a series of high-pitched and sweet moans.

Her waist began to actively respond to every movement of Seiji Fujiwara.

Patches of flush rose on her fair, alabaster skin, mixed with glistening beads of sweat, shimmering with a seductive glow in the sunlight.

Seiji Fujiwara grew increasingly excited as he watched the girl beneath him react.

"Only the first time, and you're already this clingy?" he teased with a laugh. "You're really talented, Xiao Hui."

These words were like a needle, piercing Kato Megumi's last line of defense, making her so ashamed that she almost fainted.

Time, in the ever-increasing waves of climbing to the top, loses its meaning.

Until the sun outside the window had risen to its highest point.

This campaign has finally come to a slow end.

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As Fujiwara Seiji held the delicate body in his arms, which seemed to have been drained of all its strength and was limp as mud, his heart was filled with unparalleled satisfaction.

Kato Megumi curled up in his arms like a cat that had just weathered a storm.

The vibrant flush on her face still lingered. Her usually calm eyes were now tightly closed, and a few glistening tears clung to her long eyelashes, their color a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Seiji Fujiwara looked down at his masterpiece.

The girl's body was covered with the marks he had left behind. Her fair skin was marked with red dots, like plum blossoms blooming in the snow. Her most private place, which should have been pink and shy, was now swollen and bruised, a muddy mess, yet it exuded a decadent and alluring beauty.

This appearance of being wantonly manipulated is a thousand times more alluring than her previous (De Nuo's) calm and composed demeanor.

"That's wonderful, Megumi." Fujiwara Seiji stroked her sweaty hair and whispered, "Your body is actually a combination of inner seduction and masochistic tendencies."

"So-called inner charm is being very adaptable to a man's conquest and being able to persist for a long time."

"Masochism is a certain degree of pain and roughness, which can actually make you more excited."

Kato Megumi's face stiffened upon hearing this.

She doesn't want either of these physical constitutions.

“I will take good care of you from now on, don’t worry,” Fujiwara Seiji said gently.

No, I don't want to be developed!

Kato's body grew increasingly stiff, his heart filled with resistance.

She couldn't imagine how this man would treat her body, which had become "strange."

But she couldn't bring herself to say a word of refusal.

Just then, a system notification sounded in Seiji Fujiwara's mind.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully 'collected' the rare character [Kato Megumi]. Rewards have been issued!]

[Bonus: Complete scripts for both seasons of Legal High + Special!]

A barely perceptible glint flashed in Seiji Fujiwara's eyes.

Legal High!

In its previous life on Earth, this was hailed as a phenomenal masterpiece, the pinnacle of legal comedy!

Seiji Fujiwara was slightly pleased.

It seems that his Genesis company can expand into new areas.

Since the "Puella Magi Madoka Magica" project became a hit, the company has generated a large amount of cash flow through copyright derivative operations, and employees are eagerly hoping to develop new businesses.

Perfect timing! With "Legal High," I can enter the television drama field and make a splash!

…dog…

After a moment of tenderness, Seiji Fujiwara released his embrace and suggested, "How about we take a bath together?"

“…No, no need.” Kato Megumi immediately refused. She broke free from Fujiwara Seiji's embrace, grabbed her tattered dress, and awkwardly covered herself. With her head down, she quickly fled back to the guest room bathroom. “I…I can do it myself.”

Chapter 128 A Genesis New Project, Seiji Fujiwara Loses His Way (3/2)

(The picture shows long-haired Megumi Kato)

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Watching her flee in panic, Fujiwara Seiji didn't press the matter.

There is ample time.

From this day forward, this girl belongs to him.

Seiji Fujiwara wasn't in a hurry.

He leisurely walked into his master bathroom, showering himself while absorbing all the information about Legal High in his mind.

Kensuke Komikado's mind-blowingly sharp tongue, Machiko Mayuzumi's idealistic naiveté, classic courtroom debates, and ingenious plot twists...

Seiji Fujiwara's lips slowly curled upwards.

He seemed to already see a storm sweeping across the entire Japanese entertainment industry, which he was about to unleash himself.

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Genesis Corporation, located in the headquarters building in the heart of Kyoto, top-floor conference room.

At the head of the long conference table, Seiji Fujiwara leaned back lazily in his chair, his fingers lightly tapping the tabletop.

Opposite him were several senior executives of Genesis Corporation. Some of them had worked at Genesis Corporation before he took over, while others were recruited by Seiji Fujiwara from other places.

After the success of the "Madoka Magica" project, the senior management unanimously believed that the company could further develop.

"Fujiwara is sensible,"

A middle-aged man with a receding hairline excitedly said, "Regarding the company's next stage of development plan, after discussion, we unanimously agreed that we can focus on the field of television animation. Taking advantage of the popularity of 'Madoka Magica,' we will launch several similar or novel animations to quickly seize market share and strive to secure a top-three position in the industry within three years."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other executives immediately echoed his words.

"Yes, that's sensible. We have ample funds and sufficient talent reserves now, making it the perfect time to press our advantage."

"Animation is the field we are most familiar with; the risks are controllable, and the returns are stable."

"Moreover, our company is originally in the animation industry, so we are very familiar with the market."

Seiji Fujiwara listened quietly, his face expressionless.

He only spoke slowly after everyone had finished speaking:

"Of course we'll make the animation."

Upon hearing this, the higher-ups showed a hint of joy, assuming that Seiji Fujiwara had adopted their suggestion.

However, Fujiwara Seiji's next words stunned them.

"But we also need to explore new avenues, such as... entering the television drama field."

The meeting room fell into a deathly silence.

Entering the television drama market?

All the senior executives looked at each other, their faces filled with astonishment.

That's a completely different track!

A field that has been monopolized by a few major established television stations and film and television production companies for decades, and is extremely exclusive and closed!

While Genesis was renowned in the animation industry, they were complete outsiders when it came to the television drama industry.

“090 is sensible, but isn’t this… too risky?” The animation division manager forced a smile and advised, “The production costs, distribution channels, and connections for TV dramas are worlds apart from animation. We have no foundation whatsoever; if we plunge in like this, we could easily stumble!”

"Yes, that's sensible. Please think it over!"

"Let's solidify our animation base first!"

Voices of persuasion rose and fell, in their view that Seiji Fujiwara's decision was too risky.

Seiji Fujiwara smiled dismissively at their anxious expressions.

He pushed a folder that he had prepared beforehand onto the center of the table: "I won't fight a battle unprepared. Take a look at this first."

The executives, filled with doubt, passed the folder around for a while.

That was a script.