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

"Was I already this abnormal at 14?"

The girl looked embarrassed and ashamed, and kept covering her face with her hands.

Her cheeks flushed a lovely pink, like a light layer of rouge.

At this moment, he was flipping through his old, somewhat immature but full of whimsical drawings, muttering to himself.

"Perverted... Vulgar... Shameless... How did I even come up with this kind of plot in the first place..."

Although she kept cursing, her eyes were very serious.

In the artwork—the girl's eyes are tightly closed, her body stiff yet trembling slightly as the thief cautiously probes; the thief's face displays an expression of tension mixed with excitement, brimming with a desire for conquest…

These images, drawn by her own hands, were given an unprecedented sense of excitement when filtered through the lens of "about to experience them firsthand."

Her heart began to beat faster without her realizing it.

Her mind had even begun to uncontrollably immerse herself in the role—if she were that girl, and Seiji Fujiwara were that thief, as he carefully lifted the blanket, as his hand…

"ah--!"

Eriri slammed the notebook shut, covered her burning cheeks with her hands, and let out a short scream.

She found herself actually...actually looking forward to the evening!

The thought immediately made her blush crimson.

"I...I didn't expect anything! Absolutely not! It was that bastard who forced me to!" She shook her head violently, trying to shake off the messy, embarrassing images in her mind.

However, that quietly growing "expectation" lingered in my heart like a vine.

……

……

Night falls.

It was only 9:00 AM when Eriri washed up, dried her hair, and went into her room.

She washed herself carefully three times, every inch of her skin exuding the fresh scent of shower gel. Her long, golden hair was also carefully dried, falling smoothly over her shoulders, the ends still slightly damp.

She abandoned her previous tank tops and hot pants for pajamas and opted for a pure cotton nightgown.

As soon as she entered her room, she immediately turned into an ostrich, burying her head in the blankets and wrapping herself up tightly, leaving only her eyes peeking out as she nervously glanced around.

In the living room, Shiyu, who was reading a book, keenly noticed this series of unusual actions.

She first saw Eriri walk into the room as if going to her death, and then Fujiwara Seiji put down his phone at the right moment and walked slowly toward Eriri's room.

Shi Yu couldn't help but shake her head and let out a barely audible sigh.

"It's only been a few days... and they've already got him under their control."

She closed the book in her hand, a complex emotion flashing in her wine-red eyes. "What a useless little golden retriever."

In this sigh, there was disdain for Eriri's "lack of ambition," self-mockery of being tricked in the same way herself, and a trace of... a subtle sense of balance that even she herself hadn't noticed when she saw her companion fall into the water.

But soon, this complex emotion was replaced by a deeper level of reflection.

Shi Yu's gaze deepened.

She knew that Seiji Fujiwara's ambitions went beyond that.

Eriri is just the beginning.

In the future, there will definitely be more girls in the family.

The new members aren't necessarily as naive or easy to deal with as Eriri.

She needs to prepare in advance.

"It seems I need to find an opportunity to completely win over this stupid golden retriever who poses no threat to me to my side." Shi Yu secretly made up her mind, "I want to make her a pawn in my hands."

……

……

In Eriri's room, the curtains were drawn tightly shut, leaving only a quiet, dim space.

Seiji Fujiwara pushed open the door and entered, his footsteps extremely light, like a real thief.

He spotted the petite figure curled up in a ball on the bed at a glance.

The blanket completely covered her, leaving only a faint outline visible. Her breathing was steady and long, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.

But Seiji Fujiwara laughed.

He could clearly sense that his steady breathing rhythm became momentarily disordered the instant he entered the room.

Just like in the story!

Eriri, a perfect performance, awesome!

He chuckled inwardly, beginning to enjoy this tacitly understood "performance."

Instead of rushing closer, he paced around the room, making soft, deliberately groping sounds, just like in the script, creating a tense yet ambiguous atmosphere.

Then, Seiji Fujiwara walked to the bedside and, in a deliberately lowered voice, uttered lewd and greedy words.

"Tsk tsk tsk... I never expected that this family's daughter would be such a beautiful young woman."

"I saw the student ID. Her name is Ringo Yukiko. Is she still an active high school girl?"

"Oh my god! That golden hair, and that fair, smooth skin—she's absolutely gorgeous!!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a hook, each word precisely piercing Eriri's ears, causing the girl's body, wrapped in the blanket, to tense uncontrollably.

These lines... are so vulgar!

It was even more explicit than what she wrote in her notebook!

Eriri bit her lip hard, forcing herself to relax and continue to maintain her "sound asleep" state.

"Sleeping so soundly, without any guard up at all... What an innocent and adorable young lady." Fujiwara Seiji's tone was full of lust as he slowly reached out and carefully lifted a corner of the blanket.

The girl's slender figure, clad in a pure cotton nightgown, was instantly exposed to the air.

The hem of her nightgown was slightly rolled up due to her sleeping posture, revealing a pair of long, straight, and ivory-white, smooth calves.

"Wow... those legs... they're practically works of art... so long and straight, if only I could wrap them around my waist..."

Seiji Fujiwara continued to make his comments with vulgar language.

At the same time, his hand began to slowly and tentatively move upwards.

Eriri felt her mind go blank, all her senses focused on the hand slowly moving across her leg. The hand was burning hot, and wherever it touched, it sent shivers down her spine.

She instinctively wanted to pull her legs back, but reason commanded her firmly: Don't move! If you move, you'll be discovered!

This intense conflict between her physical instincts and rational will gave her an unprecedented sense of excitement.

She found herself even more excited.

Am I really a pervert?

Eriri couldn't help but ask herself this question.

Seiji Fujiwara was equally excited. He could clearly feel the skin beneath his hands trembling slightly, as if it were desperately suppressing a reaction. This sense of control, of "manipulating" the skin, greatly satisfied the dark desires within him.

His hand continued upwards, continuing to admire the girl's perfect body as he began to take things further.

Both of them were completely absorbed in the "role-playing" activity.

One is a greedy thief, the other is a girl pretending to be asleep.

……

……

The next morning.

Seiji Fujiwara woke up slowly, alerted by his biological clock.

He turned his head and looked at Eriri, who was still fast asleep beside him.

The girl's sleeping face was serene and beautiful, her long eyelashes like two small brushes casting faint shadows under her eyes. Only her slightly furrowed brows suggested she was still reliving the absurdity of the previous night.

Seiji Fujiwara smiled, reached out to tuck the blanket around her, and then quietly got up and went into the bathroom.

The warm water washed over his body, bringing him fully awake.

Seiji Fujiwara closed his eyes and silently recited the mantra.

"System, check the rewards."

[Ding! Target: Eriri Sawamura Spencer!]

[Calculating stage rewards based on the core traits of the target...]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained the third-stage strategy reward: God-level painting skills (covering all art styles, from ink painting to CG)!]

[Ding! Detected that the target has been completely conquered, triggering additional rewards...]

[Congratulations, host, on receiving the final reward: a legitimate right to inherit a huge fortune!]

[Reward Details: You will receive 30 billion yen in cash, a commercial building in a prime location in Chiyoda Ward, and ownership of the shell company "Genesis". (The source of all assets has been legally verified. Fifteen years ago, a distant relative with the same surname, Fujiwara, passed away and entrusted his property to the Kuroiwa Law Firm for safekeeping in a confidential manner until you turn eighteen. The relevant lawyer passed away ten years ago, and all documents have been legally sealed and are unknown to anyone.)]

This is the reward that the system notified me of last night.

Seiji Fujiwara was too busy playing with the sleeping girl to pay attention.

Now I'm finally accepting the system's reward.

"Have all the sources of assets been rationalized?" Seiji Fujiwara rubbed his head as the system fed him the relevant information.

The overseas man with the same surname, Fujiwara, is real, and so is the Kuroiwa Law Firm.

The lawyer who took over the case did indeed exist.

But these two people were specially selected by the system; they were already 'dead,' and their names were used to legitimize a property.

In fact, the two of them have no relation to Seiji Fujiwara.

……

After digesting the information.

As Fujiwara Seiji stepped out of the bathroom, Utaha happened to be carrying breakfast out of the kitchen.

Good morning, Seiji.

Shiyu greeted him with a smile, but her gaze subtly swept over him as she teased, "Was the battle intense last night? Eriri's voice was exceptionally emotional."

"That was incredibly intense!"

Seiji Fujiwara gave a wistful look, then casually took Eriri's copy of "The Girl's Night When a Thief Broke In" from his pocket and handed it to Utaha, saying, "Take a look at this."

"what?"

"Eri Kashiwagi's debut work."

"Eh?"

Upon hearing this, Shiyu took the notebook, curiously flipped through a few pages, and then looked at Fujiwara Seiji with a teasing expression: "You actually used her work as a script, you really know how to play... No wonder that little golden retriever was so enthusiastic last night."

Seiji Fujiwara brazenly sat down, picked up a slice of toast, and began to enjoy his breakfast.

Shi Yu continued flipping through the pages.

Last night, Seiji Fujiwara played a role that was only part of the first season's storyline.

There are also a second and third part. The second part is about "a female senior from the girls' club coming to visit, and having to stay overnight because of a rainstorm, and then the thief comes again that night".

Upon seeing this, Shi Yu's expression instantly became meaningful: "They even prepared a role for me."

“That’s right!” Seiji Fujiwara patted his chest, his face full of righteous indignation: “I’m not the kind of person who neglects my old love just because I have a new one!”

"cut!"

Shi Yu pouted and continued watching the plot.

After finishing the second part, she put down the notebook, took light steps, and walked behind Fujiwara Seiji. She wrapped her arms around his neck from behind and pressed her soft body against him.

"The thief in the later part of the story seems to really enjoy getting the senior members of the gang's white silk pajamas dirty."

Her breath was sweet as orchids. As she spoke, she deliberately pulled down one strap of her nightgown, revealing her rounded, fair shoulder. "Mr. Leading actor, would you like to rehearse your lines with me beforehand?"

Seiji Fujiwara's eyes lit up immediately.