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

In a luxurious office in Minato Ward, Tokyo, overlooking the entire Tokyo Bay.

A blond, blue-eyed middle-aged man in a bespoke suit is watching the news on a tablet with great interest.

He was Orlando, the person in charge sent to Japan by the Spencer family to clean up and consolidate the family's side assets.

“Fujiwara Seiji… Genesis…” He murmured thoughtfully, “This name sounds familiar.”

His Japanese secretary smiled and reminded him, "Mr. Orlando, this Mr. Fujiwara is the buyer who recently purchased the Sawamura family's villa in full."

"Oh, I remember now." Orlando suddenly realized, then, as if remembering something else, a playful smile appeared on his lips. "I remember, that girl who was expelled from the family council... what was her name again?"

“Eri Sawamura Spencer,” the secretary replied. “According to our previous investigation, she is still living in that villa.”

"Really?" Orlando zoomed in on the news photo.

In the photo, Eriri is wearing a white dress and standing intimately next to Seiji Fujiwara, though she has a hint of shyness on her face.

Orlando chuckled and casually tossed the tablet onto the table.

"Heh, it seems this child abandoned by his family has had some good luck," he muttered to himself. "He's found someone who seems quite capable to rely on. That's good, it saves us a lot of trouble."

A collateral branch of the bloodline that has been expelled from the family is considered a negative asset.

The family doesn't need them to make any contributions; on the contrary, if these people do anything bad, it will damage the family's reputation.

After confirming that Eriri's current life had nothing to do with the Spencer family and would not cause any potential trouble, Orlando put the matter out of his mind and stopped paying attention to it.

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In a mid-range apartment in Kyoto.

Mrs. Kasumigaoka was reading the news in the newspaper.

When she saw her daughter's name mentioned cryptically as "someone close to President Fujiwara," accompanied by that elegant and beautiful photo, she paused for a moment, then smiled with satisfaction.

“Our Shiyu is so lucky.” She took off her glasses and looked at her husband’s photo with emotion. “Fujiwara-kun is not only incredibly talented, but now he also has such a large business. He’s unbelievably young and accomplished.”

Shiyu's father's photo, of course, cannot speak.

Lady Kasumigaoka continued, "Yes, it's a blessing for Shiho to have met him. From now on, we don't have to worry about her future anymore."

In her view, her daughter's lifelong happiness was already firmly secured. With Fujiwara Seiji's current wealth and status, even if he only managed to squeeze out a little bit of money from her, it would be enough for her daughter to live a comfortable life.

As for the absurd titles of "First Madam" and "Second Madam," they are not unacceptable in the face of immense wealth and social status.

Rather, it was Fujiwara Seiji's public confirmation of their relationship that surprised Mrs. Kasumigaoka even more.

I was surprised by the extent of Seiji Fujiwara's love for his daughter.

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Shimokitazawa, Tokyo.

Inside a livehouse called "STARRY".

Inside the store, Ijichi Hoshika was lying on the bar, idly wiping glasses; while Ms. PA was in front of the mixing console, adjusting the equipment.

Wow! Look at this news!

The door to the livehouse was suddenly pushed open, and Ijichi Nijika, with her yellow side ponytail, rushed in like a gust of wind, waving a newspaper in her hand, her face full of excitement.

"Hongxia, what are you yelling about again?" Ijichi Hoshika raised her eyelids and said weakly.

"Sister! Look! This is Seiji Fujiwara! He's that super famous genius writer! He actually started a company! That's amazing!" Hongxia spread the newspaper on the bar counter, pointed to Seiji Fujiwara's photo, and said excitedly.

Just then, Yamada Ryo, carrying a bass bag, walked in with a blank expression.

She glanced at the newspaper but didn't react.

"A writer starts a company? What's so great about that?" Ijichi Hoshika curled her lip, clearly uninterested in this kind of financial news.

"He's no ordinary writer!"

Nijika Ichi's eyes almost sparkled as she introduced him with great familiarity, "He's the one who wrote 'After School' and won the Edogawa Rampo Award, and the one who wrote 'The Devotion of Suspect X' and won the Naoki Prize! Moreover, he's the youngest winner of both awards in history! He's a genius that comes along only once in a century!"

Upon hearing these two renowned book titles and awards, Ichiji Hoshika paused slightly as she wiped her wine glass.

Miss PA also curiously came over.

"Is she that amazing?" Ijichi Seika picked up the newspaper, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "Only eighteen years old... she's a monster."

Everyone was surprised after hearing this.

But that's about it.

For them, Seiji Fujiwara's world, whether he was a literary giant or a rising star in the business world, was too far removed from their lives.

Like the stars in the sky, they are dazzling, but they will never intersect with the land beneath their feet.

They sighed a few times, then went back to their own business.

Only Yamada Ryo.

She silently walked to the bar, sat down, and stared at the confident and composed face of Seiji Fujiwara on the newspaper with her light blue eyes, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

"This person... must be very rich," she murmured to herself in a voice only she could hear.

A thought, like a weed, uncontrollably sprouted from the depths of her mind.

If we had that much money...could we...buy the hospital back?

The thought only flashed through her mind for a moment before she extinguished it herself.

She gave a subtle, self-deprecating smile.

Why?

You have no relation to him whatsoever. Why should he help you for no reason?

Ryo Yamada, stop daydreaming.

She shook her head, banishing that unrealistic fantasy, took a few blades of grass from her pocket, put them in her mouth and chewed them, her face regaining its indifferent expression.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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Chapter 79 Yamada Ryo Offers Himself (1/2)

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Leave the gym.

Seiji Fujiwara took a shower, changed into spare clothes, and returned to the main villa.

It was already past seven in the morning.

Breakfast was already set on the table.

Shi Yu was sitting at the table, elegantly flipping through a book. She was wearing a black silk slip dress, and her long, fair legs were casually crossed, gleaming like ivory in the morning light.

Hear the door open.

She raised her eyelids, her wine-red eyes landing on Seiji Fujiwara.

“Looks like you worked really hard last night,” Shiyu smiled, her voice carrying a hint of languid meaning. “You still have the energy to do morning exercises? You’re really energetic, President Fujiwara.”

She deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the words "overtime" and "company president".

Upon hearing this, Fujiwara Seiji couldn't help but chuckle. He knew that with Shiho's intelligence, she had already guessed most of what happened last night, even if she hadn't witnessed it herself.

Of course, he didn't intend to hide it.

Seiji Fujiwara walked confidently to her side, bent down and kissed her hair before sitting down opposite her.

"As the president, good physical strength is a basic requirement." He picked up a slice of toast and said shamelessly, "After all, you not only have to deal with 'official business' at the company, but also 'personal business' at home. You can't slack off on either one."

"Oh?" Shiyu closed the book, a playful smile curving her lips. "So, I should thank Hiratsuka-sensei for helping you relieve some of your 'work pressure'?"

“You could say that.” Seiji Fujiwara spread butter on his toast without changing his expression. “After all, I don’t want to neglect our ‘first wife’ because I’m too tired from work.”

"Smooth talker." Shi Yu scoffed, but the smile in her eyes deepened.

She wasn't angry, or rather, she had long anticipated this day.

The incident involving Hiratsuka Shizuka merely proved the excellence of the man before her.

What she needs to do is not to be jealous like an ordinary woman, but to think about how to maintain her unique position in this increasingly crowded "harem game".

Just then, the sound of footsteps came from upstairs.

Eriri, wearing an adorable pink bunny pajama set, rubbed her sleepy eyes as she came downstairs. Her blonde hair was still a little messy, making her look like a defenseless little animal that had just woken up.

"Good morning... good morning," she said to Seiji Fujiwara, yawning.

“Good morning, ‘Second Madam’,” Seiji Fujiwara said with a smile.

"Who, who is your second wife?!" Eriri immediately bristled.

But that bit of bravado vanished instantly upon seeing Seiji Fujiwara's ambiguous smile. He could only blush and quickly run to the dining table to sit down, grabbing a glass of milk and gulping it down to cover his embarrassment.

Seeing her adorable appearance, Seiji Fujiwara and Utaha exchanged a smile.

Breakfast was served in this relaxed atmosphere.

Halfway through her meal, Eriri reached for the jam on the counter, but the newly opened jar was tightly sealed. She strained with all her might, her face turning red, but the cap wouldn't budge.

"Honestly! What a lousy bottle!" she complained angrily.

Shiyu, who was standing nearby, also tried, but failed as well.

"give it to me."

Seiji Fujiwara reached out and took the jar of jam from Eriri's hand.

He held the bottle in one hand, and with the fingers of his other hand casually resting on the cap, he gently twisted it.

With a soft "pop," he easily unscrewed the bottle cap that had left the two girls helpless.

The whole process was smooth and effortless, as if he had simply picked up a feather.

"..."

"..."

Utaha and Eriri were both stunned.

They looked at each other, and each saw a hint of surprise in the other's eyes.

"Are you that strong?" Eriri asked blankly.

Although boys are stronger than girls.

But isn't it a bit of an exaggeration to unscrew a clogged bottle cap with just your fingers?

"Maybe it was because I 'worked overtime' last night that I unlocked my full potential," Fujiwara Seiji said casually, handing Eriri the opened jam.

Although it was just a trivial little incident, Seiji Fujiwara felt a surge of pleasure in controlling everything.

He thoroughly enjoys the feeling of subtly displaying his exceptional strength in everyday life, bringing a sense of awe to those around him.

After breakfast, Fujiwara Seiji did not, as usual, snuggle on the sofa with the girls watching TV or playing games.

He made himself a cup of tea, sat in the main seat of the sofa, and his expression became serious.

Kasumigaoka Utaha and Eriri also sensed the change in atmosphere, and without prior arrangement, they put down what they were doing and looked at him.

"The opening ceremony is over. Now, Genesis should get down to business," Fujiwara Seiji said calmly, with a hint of authority. "I've made up my mind about the company's first project."

Eriri's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing the word "project".

She immediately leaned closer, her face full of anticipation, and asked, "What is it? Is it a high-octane fantasy masterpiece like 'A Certain Magical Index'?"

Although Shi Yu didn't speak, she still cast a probing gaze over.

Looking at the two girls' curious faces, Fujiwara Seiji deliberately kept them in suspense.

"It is an original animation project."