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

Kato Megumi thought to herself.

This sense of loss was so intense that it made her feel restless and uneasy.

She unconsciously reached out and gently stroked her arm, as if the warmth and touch of Seiji Fujiwara still lingered there.

“… Damn it…”

The girl muttered a curse under her breath.

The desire awakened by Seiji Fujiwara became even stronger and more intense without his stimulation.

As if possessed, she reached out to her own body.

Fingertips traced along the slender neck, slipped into the shirt collar, and touched the skin underneath.

soon.

Her breathing became rapid, and a blush rose to her cheeks.

In the living room.

An unbelievable scene unfolded silently.

The gentle and quiet girl was focused and working on the computer, but one of her hands naturally slipped inside her clothes, mimicking Seiji Fujiwara's usual gesture.

She even thought of the props left behind by Seiji Fujiwara.

'What...what am I doing?'

Reason was screaming, but the actions didn't stop at all.

The girl felt ashamed as she searched for various props, including several that she had previously found unbearable to look at.

As the props were used, the joyful memories etched into her bones were all awakened, causing her eyes to become hazy.

When I came to my senses...

On the computer screen, her work and assignments were completed, neatly formatted, and the content precise. But she was also covered in various props.

buzzing-

The props made a soft humming sound from all over his body.

The chair I was sitting on also felt cool and damp.

"I actually..."

Kato Megumi's expression shifted slightly, as if she couldn't believe it.

for a long time.

She sighed softly, so softly that it was almost inaudible, only she could hear it.

"Fujiwara-sensei, you... pervert." She cursed softly, but this time, there was no anger or resistance in her curse, only an unspeakable sense of fate, or rather, resignation.

Then, she took out her phone, tapped the screen with her fingertips, and opened Seiji Fujiwara's LINE chat window.

"Fujiwara-sensei, congratulations on getting what you wanted! (angry emoji)"

She sent this short message.

Almost instantly.

My phone vibrated, and the screen displayed Seiji Fujiwara's reply:

A simple smiling emoji.

On the other side, Seiji Fujiwara put down his phone, leaned back on the sofa in the Osaka Hotel (feeling good about it), his eyes full of pride and joy.

"It worked..."

He completely shattered Kato Megumi's psychological defenses, turning this gentle and resilient girl into someone whose mind was filled with awkwardness when she was around him.

……

……

Genesis Company, on a typical weekday afternoon.

In the president's office, sunlight streamed through the blinds, casting dappled shadows on the solid wood floor.

Seiji Fujiwara had just returned from Osaka when he summoned Megumi Kato to his office.

She was wearing a gray business suit, well-tailored, with her long hair tied up with a simple headband, and her expression was as serene and gentle as ever.

She took the documents from Seiji Fujiwara and calmly reported on the latest project progress.

"...Regarding the planning department's proposal, the publicity department believes that some adjustments need to be made to the promotion strategy."

Seiji Fujiwara sat in the large executive chair, leaning slightly forward. His long, slender hand roamed freely over her thigh or gently pinched her waist during the breaks in his report.

Kato Megumi's body will react instantly.

Breathing rapidly, lips slightly parted...

However, the speed and content of the report remained completely unaffected.

She would even subconsciously adjust her posture, letting her skirt slide up slightly by an inch, making it easier for Seiji Fujiwara's fingers to explore her inner thighs more deeply.

"For example, when targeting overseas markets, we could consider partnering with leading local social media platforms..."

Kato Megumi spoke slowly, calmly, and carefully, with clear enunciation.

As Fujiwara Seiji's fingertips gently caressed her private parts, waves of tingling sensation surged deep within her body, and moist fluid began to secrete, leaving streaks of moisture on her stockings.

But the girl's eyes remained clear, and her logic was sound.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door. The knock was moderate, but it seemed somewhat abrupt in the quiet atmosphere.

“Come in,” said Seiji Fujiwara, his voice steady.

The door slowly opened, and Shiho and Eriri walked in.

They were also dressed in business suits, but their faces showed vigilance.

Chapter 153 Utaha/Eriri: Sisters, Seiji Fujiwara succeeded! (1/1)

The two women were summoned to Fujiwara Seiji's office. They didn't want to come, but since Fujiwara had called them in to discuss a new animation project, they had no choice but to come.

They entered the president's office with a wary attitude.

Upon entering, I saw Kato Megumi sitting at Fujiwara Seiji's desk, looking like she was doing her usual work, with the desk piled high with documents.

Kato Megumi was elegant and her hair was perfectly styled, just like the dignified and proper girl they remembered.

Utaha and Eriri both breathed a sigh of relief, a barely perceptible hint of relaxation flashing in their eyes.

'It seems he's still keeping his head up,' Shiyu thought to herself.

"Fujiwara-sensei, what brings you here?" Utaha asked politely.

In formal settings, Utaha often keeps her distance from Seiji Fujiwara to avoid affecting her daily work.

Eriri followed closely behind.

Their gazes darted quickly between Kato Megumi's slightly flushed cheeks and Fujiwara Seiji's, trying to find a clue.

"Seiji, is this a project discussion meeting?" Eriri asked cautiously.

She didn't mind what she was addressed by, since everyone in the company already knew about their relationship. Even if she changed her address to "President," people would still gossip about them behind their backs.

Therefore, it's better to be open and honest.

Seiji Fujiwara smiled calmly, his hands still moving.

He didn't rush to answer Shiwa, but instead gave Kato Megumi a mischievous look, as if to say, 'Your turn.'

Kato Megumi received his signal, sighed inwardly, picked up a document, and began her report in a calm and clear voice: "Seniors, regarding the project plan for the next original animation, 'Star Path Idol,' there are several points that need to be discussed..."

Upon hearing that it was serious content, Shiwa and Eriri both perked up.

"First, there's the character design and world-building. We will adopt..." Kato Megumi said calmly, her expression serious.

He seemed completely absorbed in his work.

However, with the actions of Seiji Fujiwara.

Kato Megumi's breathing began to quicken.

123 Her gaze shifted repeatedly between clarity and confusion, yet it never strayed from the documents in her hands.

"...Secondly, we have decided that the B group of illustrators will be responsible for the initial character designs, and the C group will be responsible for the backgrounds..." Kato Megumi's voice became soft and sticky.

Her body began to sway slightly, as if to cooperate, but her eyes remained fixed on the documents, and her speech remained professional and efficient.

Such a change naturally did not escape the notice of the two people opposite.

Shi Yu's smile froze on her face, and her pupils dilated slightly.

‘What’s going on? ’

She looked at Kato Megumi's rosy face and her reporting tone, which was as steady as a robot's.

'It's clear that... but the voice and the look in her eyes...'

Eriri gasped, her eyes filled with disbelief.

She stepped back slightly, as if pushed away by an invisible force.

'This...this really is Megumi? The dignified and composed Megumi Kato?'

As she watched Seiji Fujiwara's hands move freely and Ena Kato cooperate as if it were the most natural thing in the world, her stomach churned.

'It's supposed to be work, but...'

Both of them believed their own eyes. How did a work report turn into this kind of thing?

"above."

After the report was finished, Kato Megumi calmly put down the document, while Fujiwara Seiji's hand remained closed.

She even slightly raised her chin, a faint smile curving her lips, revealing a satisfied expression, as if enjoying this intimate teasing.

It was as if she was silently declaring something—that she had completely accepted this "daily routine".

At this time.

Fujiwara Seiji withdrew his hand, then looked at Utaha and Eriri meaningfully, his tone tinged with amusement: "I'm really looking forward to seeing how you two perform after I've given you some serious training."

His gaze seemed to penetrate clothing, burning intensely.

Eriri was so startled that she took two steps back, almost bumping into the door frame, her voice trembling slightly: "Seiji, I... (bgcg) We still have some work to do, so we'll have to take our leave!"

She turned around almost as if fleeing, and without even waiting for Shiyu, rushed straight to the office door.

Shiyu also came to her senses and forced a stiff smile at Fujiwara Seiji: "Fujiwara-sensei, then we'll have to excuse ourselves."

She also ran out of the office in a panic.

If we don't run now, what are we waiting for?

They don't want to be overly exploited! They don't want to end up like Xiaohui!

……

The two rushed out of the president's office.

In the corridor, some passing colleagues looked at them with surprise when they saw their flustered appearance.

"Those are Sawamura and Kasumigaoka, right? Why are they running so fast?" an ordinary employee muttered curiously. "Their faces look like they've been chased by a ghost. What happened in the president's office?"

"I don't know... they don't look too good," another colleague whispered. "But speaking of which, have they been going to the president's office quite often lately?"

She lowered her voice, her face bearing a slightly ambiguous, gossipy expression.

Hear the words.

The others, especially the female colleagues, exchanged glances, their eyes filled with gossip and unspoken understanding.

Utaha and Eriri practically ran all the way out of the company gate.

Their hearts were pounding, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying. They hailed a taxi and left the Genesis Building.

Thinking back to the scene in the office just now.

The two were filled with disbelief and fear of Seiji Fujiwara's unfathomable "training abilities".