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

But today, Shiyu was surprised to find that her heart was not stirred by much.

It's as if all the bottom lines have been crossed, and people have become indifferent.

"Damn it, Seiji Fujiwara!"

As is customary, I mutter a curse under my breath about some scumbag.

Shi Yu dragged her tired body to her feet, went into the master bedroom's bathroom, and began to wash up.

After washing up.

As usual, she went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Seiji Fujiwara is too lazy to move.

If she's too tired to get up, she'll just order takeout.

"Seriously, isn't this scumbag's stamina amazing?" While making breakfast, Shi Yu frowned, feeling her aching back and waist. "How can he work like an animal, without getting tired at all?!"

She was exhausted.

But Seiji Fujiwara was still able to get up every day before she woke up and do another morning exercise.

That stamina is insane!

Shi Yu secretly felt that she couldn't take it anymore. Could she hold on if this continued?

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Chapter Thirty-Five: Second Stage Rewards for Conquering Shi Yu! "After School"!

Seiji Fujiwara was already sitting at the table reading the newspaper. When breakfast was served, he casually took out a supplementary card.

"There are 30 million in the card, and the password is your birthday."

"Yes."

Shi Yu's gaze fell on the bank card, and she calmly put the card into her pocket.

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finish breakfast.

Shiyu went to the bank.

She took a number without expression, queued up, and skillfully handed over her card and her mother's account information at the window.

"Transfer 30 million."

The transfer was completed quickly.

She walked out of the bank and dialed her mother's number.

"Mom, the money has been transferred to your account."

"Shiyu...I..."

"Stop talking, Mom." Shiyu interrupted her mother and said calmly, "Life has to move forward... Give the money back to the relatives and focus on getting better."

She quickly hung up the phone, unwilling to say anything more.

There's no point in saying more.

It will only add to your troubles and emotions.

But don't want to.

An hour later, my relatives started bombarding me with phone calls.

"Hello? Is this Xiaoyu? It's your aunt! Oh, your mom returned the money to us. We're all family, don't be so polite! Come over to my house for dinner this weekend!"

"Xiaoyu, it's your uncle! I've received the money. You're a good kid! If you ever need anything in the future, just tell your uncle!"

Hearing the obsequious and hypocritical tone on the phone, Shi Yu slowly curled a cold smile onto her lips.

She couldn't help but shake her head, a cold smile playing on her lips.

Is this reality?

Fujiwara Seiji's blatant transaction, compared to the hypocritical faces of his relatives, actually seemed much more "sincere."

At least, he never pretends.

Shi Yu shook her head, casually brushed off the calls from her relatives, hung up, immediately added the number to a whitelist to block unknown calls, and planned to change to a new number another day.

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Inside the apartment.

Seiji Fujiwara was comfortably reclining in his study, checking the system records.

[Ding! Kasumigaoka Utaha - Phase Two In-Depth Guide Completed!]

[Reward: The complete manuscript of the classic mystery novel "After School," along with corresponding creative experience and techniques from the work's creator (Keigo Higashino)!]

[Accept or not?]

"take over."

As he spoke, Seiji Fujiwara closed his eyes.

The next instant, a massive torrent of information flooded into his mind.

Outline, character biographies, drafts, main text, and thought process for "After School"...

Keigo Higashino's creative experience, sources of inspiration, and thought process...

The logic of character development, the control of narrative pacing, and the techniques for blending social realism and orthodox crime fiction, etc.

Everything was as if it were an innate instinct, which he grasped instantly.

Seiji Fujiwara slowly closed his eyes, savoring the moment.

He felt that he could easily create an excellent mystery story if he simply picked up a pen at that moment.

"Keigo Higashino...'After School'?"

Seiji Fujiwara slowly opened his eyes, a look of surprise in them.

This is a work that was famous in its previous life.

Not only did it beat out its contemporaries to win the Edogawa Rampo Award, one of the three major awards for mystery novels, but it was also successfully adapted into a highly-rated TV drama and movie.

"Having already acquired the complete set of 'A Certain Magical Index,' there's nothing left to do in the light novel field."

"Just send them out one by one."

"Next, it's definitely time to switch careers and upgrade, and get involved in the traditional novel industry."

Seiji Fujiwara muttered to himself.

Light novels may be profitable, but they don't have high social status.

In Japan, the lowest level of literature is light novels, and light novels can't even be considered literature at all.

It is an industry that will be despised and scorned.

Of course, Seiji Fujiwara thought all of this was nonsense.

An industry that makes money is a good industry.

It's not like we're killing or setting fires.

He doesn't care about public opinion.

“But social status is different.” Seiji Fujiwara stroked his chin, his eyes brightening. “Reputation is a good thing.”

"Especially in a society like Japan, which is a mixture of feudalism and capitalism."

"Reputation is a power that can directly leverage social resources!"

"Even if someone breaks the law, a serious crime can be reduced to a minor one, a prison sentence can be reduced to a suspended sentence, minor cases can be dropped, and even a death sentence can be granted for medical treatment!"

Seiji Fujiwara grew increasingly delighted with the thought.

Of course, this is not to say about his preparation methods, but just to give an example.

Writing a formal novel is undoubtedly the fastest way to gain fame.

"Is it reasonable for someone like me, who writes light novels, to switch to writing mystery novels?" Seiji Fujiwara nodded to himself, looking quite reasonable.

Japanese literature can be roughly divided into two categories.

Popular literature (including detective novels) and fine literature.

The highest award for the former is the Naoki Prize, and the highest award for the latter is the Akutagawa Prize.

There are specific awards for mystery novels, but if the content meets the criteria, it can also be nominated for the Naoki Prize, although it is more difficult.

"Let's put the Naoki Prize and Akutagawa Prize aside for now and focus on the awards for mystery novels."

Seiji Fujiwara got up and walked towards the study.

I turned on my computer and started typing out the outline for "After School".

But it's not a complete copy.

Instead, it was fine-tuned based on feedback from readers of the previous version and evaluations from various parties.

For example, a character's motivation becomes somewhat weak in the later stages.

For example, the way a key clue is presented feels slightly deliberate.

For example, while the ending was impactful enough, the emotional buildup could have been more nuanced...

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In the evening, Shiyu returned to her apartment.

The living room was empty; only the sound of running water could be heard from the master bedroom's bathroom.

She paused, her gaze falling on the frosted glass door, where she could vaguely see a tall figure inside.

Seiji Fujiwara is taking a bath.

Last night, his third condition resonated clearly in her mind—"What I want is your 'initiative'."

Shiyu bit her lip and pulled out a bath cushion that she had bought but never used because of her resistance.

He took 30 million yen from Seiji Fujiwara to solve his family's problems, and then last night he did something that crossed the line...

These events, like chips, completely tipped the scales in Shi Yu's heart to one side.

Although there was some resentment and anger.

But Shiyu had to admit that she had accepted being a canary.

So, I simply pushed open the bathroom door and went inside.

in the bathroom.

Seiji Fujiwara was taking a bath, the steam rising and filling the air.

Hearing the door open, he opened his eyes in surprise and stared at the girl who entered: "So proactive?"

Shiyu did not answer.

She simply walked silently to the edge of the bathtub and knelt down quietly.

She poured the shower gel onto the cushion and gently rubbed it with her hands, quickly creating a rich, dense lather. Then, she bent down and began to scrub Fujiwara Seiji's back.

The girl's fingers were soft yet strong, gently circling and massaging every inch of his broad back muscles through the foam.

Seiji Fujiwara turned his head to look at the girl kneeling beside him, calmly serving him.

“I thought,” he said with a hint of amusement, “that you would hesitate and struggle with this for several more days.”