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

at this time.

"Ding dong~"

The cell phone beeps.

She picked it up and saw it was a Line message from Liang.

Hongxia was overjoyed, thinking that Liang was finally going to explain things to her properly, and quickly opened the interface.

However, the moment she opened the chat window—

Liang has retracted one of the messages.

A system notification appeared on screen 060.

"Eh?"

Hongxia was stunned.

What was withdrawn was a photograph.

She only had time to catch a glimpse of the general outline of the withdrawn photo.

That looks like... Liang's selfie?

His expression was cold; he seemed a little upset, as if he was upset.

Still unwilling to accept it?

And... there seems to be something strange, flesh-colored, and completely incomprehensible in the background of the photo...

what is that?

Hongxia felt inexplicably uneasy, subconsciously feeling that it seemed to be a very bad photo.

She frowned, her hands flying across the screen as she typed: [Damn! What did you just send?! Are you okay?!]

The moment the message was successfully sent, Yamada Ryo replied almost instantly.

[Sent to the wrong person. It's okay.]

Simple and aloof, just like her usual style.

But the unease in Hongxia's heart was like the surface of a lake where a stone had been thrown in, rippling in circles and unable to be calmed.

-

Setagaya District, Yamada family.

Seiji Fujiwara stared in disbelief at Ryo Yamada's entire operation.

Almost within a fraction of a second of the message being marked as "read," Yamada Ryo decisively pressed the "recall" button!

With that kind of hand speed, it would be a waste not to go into professional esports!

After completing all this, Yamada Ryo seemed to have won an epic battle, with a victorious expression on his face. He even playfully gave Fujiwara Seiji a "V" sign.

"Got it!" she said smugly. "I know Hongxia too well. At this time, she must be worried about me, her phone glued to her hand. This timing is perfect; it lets her see a little bit, but not the whole thing, so that things don't really go wrong."

Seiji Fujiwara: "..."

What else could he say?

He could only silently mourn for the girl, Ichiji Nijika, for three seconds in his heart.

At the same time, he also felt...

This kind of thing seems really exciting!

Looking at the strange girl in front of him who had just pulled off an "extreme maneuver" and was now filled with excitement and satisfaction, the joy of having her in his heart became stronger than ever before.

I'm sorry, Hongxia, for the sake of my and Liang's happiness.

Seiji Fujiwara silently apologized in his heart.

Because this kind of thing is very exciting, he plans to actively persecute Nijika with Yamada Ryo.

If it were Hongxia's mother, she would definitely forgive us!

……

……

Shimokitazawa.

"Ah!"

Hongxia suddenly sneezed, rubbing her nose and muttering to herself in confusion, "Strange, why do I suddenly feel a chill down my back?"

"You have the flu?"

The girl carefully examined herself but found no signs of a cold.

Ultimately, he thought it was just a misperception and put the matter out of his mind.

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Chapter 82 Yamada Ryo felt like he had been sunk (1/3)

The next day.

Yamada Ryo slept soundly until dawn, skipping his morning classes.

After waking up, Seiji Fujiwara did not get up immediately. Instead, he enjoyed the even breathing of the girl in his arms while also processing the rewards issued by the system.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully captured the heart of 'Yamada Ryo'!]

[Phase one reward distribution...]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: the complete lyrics and music for the song "Unravel" (Tokyo Ghoul OP), plus advanced arrangement, advanced composition, and advanced vocal performance.]

Unravel!?

A hint of surprise flashed in Seiji Fujiwara's eyes.

This is the opening theme song of the phenomenal anime "Ghoul" from my previous life, a "divine song" that became a hit.

Back then, it swept almost all the major anime music charts and won numerous awards. Its heart-wrenching lyrics, explosive arrangement, and the lead singer's hysterical high notes together created a listening experience full of tragic and crazy beauty.

This song is extremely difficult to perform, demanding almost obsessive attention from the singer in terms of breath control, vocal range, and emotional investment.

Now, the system not only gave him complete lyrics and music, but also directly instilled the three skills of "advanced arrangement, advanced composition, and advanced vocal performance" into his brain and body.

In an instant, countless complex music theories came to mind.

Various musical instruments were seamlessly integrated into his mind.

His vocal cords and muscles seemed to have undergone countless trials, gaining absolute control over his voice. He could clearly "see" every note of the song, "hear" the most perfect arrangement, and "feel" that he could unleash that earth-shattering, magnificent high note at any moment.

"That's a really nice reward," Fujiwara Seiji murmured with a smile.

……

……

Meanwhile, in Shimokitazawa, in Ijichi's apartment.

Ichiji Niji stayed up all night.

The blurry photo that was instantly retracted kept playing in her mind.

Although she couldn't see the specific content clearly, Hongxia subconsciously felt that it was a terrible photo... terrible in every sense of the word!!

But what exactly?

Hongxia racked her brains but couldn't figure it out.

I feel like I'm just one thin layer away from the answer, but I can't seem to break through it.

As I kept agonizing over it, unsurprisingly, I ended up having insomnia.

The next morning, she wandered into the kitchen like a lost soul, sporting two dark circles under her eyes.

Her older sister, Ijichi Seika, who had also gotten up, was startled by her.

"Hey! Hongxia! What's wrong with you? Are you possessed by a vengeful spirit?" Xingge grabbed the TV remote and pointed at her, exclaiming dramatically.

"Sister, you're exaggerating..." Hongxia lay on the dining table, weakly saying, "I just have insomnia."

"Insomnia?"

Xingge paused for a moment, then asked after a moment's thought, "Are you still worried about getting cold?"

“Hmm…” Hongxia nodded.

She hesitated for a moment, unsure how to describe the eerie photo to her sister.

I could only give a general account of the strange phone call last night and the incident of the photos being withdrawn.

"...Her voice was strange, she was panting, and she kept making excuses to fob me off."

"Later... she posted a photo and then immediately deleted it. I only saw her expression... it seemed like something was wrong."

"I didn't see the specifics clearly either."

After listening, Xingge remained silent for a moment, her expression turning serious: "Your expression is not good? What kind of bad expression?"

“I can’t explain it, but I just subconsciously felt that the expression was very bad.” Hongxia frowned and answered hesitantly, “And there seems to be something else in the photo, something even worse. I think I know what it is… but I can’t quite put my finger on it.”

"Alright, stop speculating!" Xingge waved her hand and said directly, "If you're so worried, why don't you just go and storm her house!"

"Hmm!" With her sister's support, Hongxia finally felt a little more at ease.

She nodded and decided to do as her sister said.

After breakfast, I asked the school for the morning off and went back to my room to catch up on sleep, so as to recharge for the "surprise attack" that night.

……

……

at noon.

In the master bedroom of the Yamada family's mansion, Yamada Ryo finally woke up with a sore back and weak legs.

She yawned as she walked out of the room and found Seiji Fujiwara sitting neatly dressed on the sofa in the living room, leisurely drinking water, as if waiting for her.

An inexplicable sense of tension welled up inside me.

"what happened?"

After washing up and changing into dry clothes, Yamada Ryo walked up to Fujiwara Seiji.

“Sit down.” Seiji Fujiwara pointed to the sofa opposite him.

Yamada Ryo sat down obediently, his posture upright, like a primary school student being lectured by his teacher.

“Let’s get down to business.” Seiji Fujiwara took a sip of water and said calmly, “How much debt does your family have exactly? Whom do you owe each of them to? Tell me everything.”

Upon hearing this, Yamada Ryo's body trembled violently.

She gave a bitter smile and recited the string of numbers she already knew by heart in a completely emotionless tone.

"The bank's mortgage loan has accumulated to 180 million yen in principal and interest; after the hospital's bankruptcy, the commercial default penalties against the three main suppliers totaled 150 million yen; and finally... the civil compensation for the fire, after multiple mediations, was finally determined to be... 210 million yen."

With each number he uttered, his face grew paler.

These figures add up to more than 540 million yen!

This is enough to make any listed company feel the pinch, and enough to drag many middle-class families into the abyss.

After everything was said, the living room fell into a deathly silence.

Yamada Ryo lowered his head nervously, awaiting his judgment.

However, Seiji Fujiwara's reaction was completely unexpected.

He simply nodded, his tone flat.

"Okay, I understand." He put down his water glass. "This afternoon, I'll take you to take care of all of this."

"Eh?!"