Crossover anime/manga, immediately transmigrated after death

Koichiro Yuuki stared wide-eyed as his younger sister jumped out of a dark green military helicopter and turned to wave at the cabin door.

The scene was truly shocking—in the middle of the night, her own daughter jumped out of a military helicopter, like something out of a movie.

The rotors accelerated again, and the helicopter took off, leaving only the sound of wind filling the courtyard.

Asuna pushed open the living room door.

"I am back."

Kyoko spoke first, her voice tense: "What was that just now?"

"Helicopter."

"Asuna," Yuuki Shozo put down his coffee cup, "explain yourself."

Asuna changed into slippers and walked through the entrance hall.

She changed her shoes naturally, but she knew her hands were trembling slightly.

Helicopters, monsters, gods, god-slayers, Chinatown tea parties...

With everything that had happened tonight piling up in her mind, she suddenly realized that although her parents' expressions were still very serious, they seemed... not so scary anymore?

That's right. I've seen gods who can turn people into monsters, and I've seen arrogance that can smash a wall with a single punch. Looking back at my dad's face, he's just an ordinary middle-aged entrepreneur.

"I met a friend on the way and he gave me a ride back." She took a bottle of oolong tea from the refrigerator. "Something interesting happened today, but let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Asuna!"

"Dad, I'm so tired."

She walked up the stairs, her footsteps gradually fading away.

Koichiro asked in a low voice from the bottom of the stairs, "Asuna, are you alright?"

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The door closed.

Asuna leaned against the door and let out a long breath.

My heart is pounding.

Did I just say those words?

This is the first time in so many years that I've spoken to my dad in a tone that says, "I'm tired, don't bother me."

She looked down at her hands. There was a warm, flowing sensation under her skin, like her blood had warmed up a few degrees, but it wasn't uncomfortable.

Zhang Yang called that feeling "Vajra Body," meaning the body was as hard as Vajra, and ordinary swords would only leave a white mark when they struck it.

There is also a deeper surge flowing through her meridians, called "Qi Meridian Circulation," where the power of the incantation has taken root within her body.

She gripped the comb on the desk and applied a little force.

Snapped!

The comb broke in two, the cut surfaces jagged, as if it had been snapped in two by pliers.

Asuna's lips twitched slightly.

Okay, she's a superhero now, although her first achievement is a broken comb.

She then looked at the solid wood edge of the corner of the desk and tapped it with a finger.

Du—

There was a shallow dent in the corner of the table.

She gasped.

If I don't control my strength, I might break the bowl while eating tomorrow; and if I use too much force when drinking water, the cup might explode in my hand.

So, becoming stronger isn't necessarily a good thing, at least not right now.

She took out an old towel from the closet and started practicing. First, she held it gently, feeling the strength in her fingertips, and then gradually increased the force until the towel fibers made a slight tearing sound before letting go.

so repeatedly.

After struggling for a long time, and even trying to force the heat out of my palms, I still couldn't get it right, and could only manage to squeeze out a few wisps of light that were invisible to the naked eye from my fingertips.

Without that wisdom mind, it really won't work. Cultivation is something you can only figure out slowly on your own.

A faint light was already filtering through the curtains.

hum!

A small, dark hole was torn open.

Asuna looked up and saw a figure fall through the hole and land lightly at the foot of the bed.

Zhang Yang stood still, holding the hand of one person on each side.

A figure dressed entirely in black, with waist-length black hair, wearing a black sailor uniform and black knee-high socks, had snow-white skin that was almost transparent in the moonlight. His black eyes swept across the bedroom and stopped on Asuna's face.

Another person, with long brown hair reaching her waist, blue eyes, a slender figure, and well-defined curves, stood quietly to Zhang Yang's right, surveying their surroundings.

Asuna lowered her voice: "What...what's going on? Who are they...?"

Kuroyukihime bowed slightly: "Kuroyukihime, Mr. Zhang Yang's newly acquired harem member, comes from 2046."

“Kurasaki Fuuko.” The brown-haired girl also bowed. “Xiao Sha’s best friend was dragged here from the same place by this flamboyant Mr. Zhang Yang.”

Asuna paused for a moment, then asked, "2046? Are you referring to a parallel world?"

“No, it’s the future of your world,” Zhang Yang explained. “That divine descendant said that time in the future has become chaotic, so I went to 2046 and brought two beautiful girls with me. I plan to continue exploring the divine realm and fighting the Greek gods tomorrow. Before that, I will spend more time cultivating my relationship with you and strive to achieve a happy ending as soon as possible.”

Asuna's lips twitched slightly.

Okay, this man came to her room in the middle of the night with two beautiful girls he had kidnapped from the future, and told her that he wanted to develop feelings for them.

No problem, it makes perfect sense, this is very god-killer.

“…You.” She took a deep breath. “Keep your voice down. My parents are still downstairs. Are you doing this on purpose? Why did you come here?”

"Because of the restrictions of the Fairy Corridor, you can only locate your beloved."

"I told you to keep your voice down... wait, they seem to be coming."

Footsteps echoed at the end of the corridor, approaching from afar.

Knock knock knock!

A sudden knocking sounded at the door.

"Asuna, why is the room so noisy? I just heard a man's voice."

Koichiro's voice came from outside the door.

Asuna lowered her voice: "Hide quickly, my brother is coming..."

Snapped!

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Zhang Lingyang, 29, said that there are 7 switches on the wall, 50 group lights in the whole room, 5 lights on, 3 bright lights, and 4 dim lights.

Asuna stood frozen in place.

"What are you hiding?" Zhang Yang turned around, walked to the door, and turned the doorknob.

The door opened.

Koichiro stood outside the door, wearing striped pajamas, and saw a strange boy standing inside.

A girl stood by Asuna's bed, and a tall, brown-haired girl stood by the wardrobe, while her younger sister's face was deathly pale.

"you--"

As soon as Koichiro uttered a single word, Zhang Yang grabbed his shoulder and lifted him into the room like a chick.

"Hello, my name is Zhang Yang." Zhang Yang patted him on the shoulder. "Your sister's friend. I apologize for the late visit. I'm a little hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

Koichiro nodded stiffly, then shook his head violently: "...I'll go call my father now."

"Okay, thank you."

Koichiro fled the room in a disheveled state.

Asuna thought to herself, "The shock my brother experienced tonight will probably take him a month to process."

Kuroyukihime sat down on the edge of the bed with her legs together, her posture dignified: "Mr. Koichiro graduated from the University of Tokyo and was promoted to department head in three years after joining RECT. He is skilled at coordinating cross-border supply chain disputes and is quite a celebrity in our time."

Asuna stared at her blankly: "How do you know my brother's name? Are you really from the future?"

Kuroyukihime smiled slightly: "Asuna-kun, I come from twenty-four years in the future. RECT is Japan's largest electronics manufacturer and a supplier of neural connection devices. Your company's civilian full-dive machine, AmuSphere, is quite famous and has great value in the eyes of some antique collectors."

Asuna thought to herself, "Okay, he even knows what my company sells, so he must be from the future."

At that moment, the sound of footsteps grew louder as they approached.

Kyoko Yuuki strode to the door, followed by Koichiro and a grim-faced Shozo Yuuki.

"Good evening." Zhang Yang stepped aside to make way. "I am Zhang Yang, a friend of Asuna. These two are Kuroyukihime and Kurasaki Fuuko, who are also my friends."

Yuuki Shozo frowned: "Asuna, what's going on?"

Asuna opened her mouth, but all the words in her mind simultaneously failed her.

How to say?

"Dad, this man is the god-slayer I met tonight. He blew up our roof and kidnapped two girls from the future. Now he plans to live in our house."

If she says that, she'll probably be sent to a psychiatric ward tomorrow.

Kuroyukihime took a half step forward, bowed, and performed the gesture with the poise of someone giving a speech at the entrance ceremony of a prestigious private school: "Mr. Yuki, Mrs. Yuki, I am truly sorry to disturb you so late at night. We have just returned from abroad, and Asuna invited us to stay for a few days. It was my oversight that I failed to inform your household in advance."

Kyoko Yuuki's gaze lingered on her black sailor uniform for a moment: "Are you Asuna's classmates?"

"We're old acquaintances," Kuroyukihime smiled slightly. "My father runs a small company overseas and has had several business dealings with Mr. Yuuki's RECT. However, Asuna and I know each other not because of our fathers' relationship."

Upon hearing the word "RECT," Yuuki Shozo's tone softened slightly: "Who is your father?"

"I cannot disclose that." Kuroyukihime's tone remained gentle, but she changed the subject. "Business matters are better left for formal occasions."

Shozo Yuuki was speechless at those words, but he realized that the other party's attitude was impeccable, so he couldn't retaliate.

Kyoko Yuuki turned to her daughter: "Asuna, when did you meet these people?"

Asuna opened her mouth, only to find herself completely speechless.

“These are not important.” Zhang Yang said, raising his right hand, palm up, a ball of crimson-gold flame igniting out of thin air. “What is important is this.”

boom!

The explosion from the meteorite instantly swept in all directions.

The three members of the Yuki family suddenly felt a heat in front of them, and the bright light shone on their faces, making them unable to distinguish between heaven and earth for a moment.

When their vision returned, they looked up and found that the roof had mysteriously disappeared.

Asuna's lips twitched slightly.

Oh no, the first time I brought a man home, he blew up the roof.

She never dreamed this plot would unfold this way.

Zhang Yang chuckled softly: "Could you clear out the living room so we can rest for a bit?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Yuki Shozo's throat moved.

He stepped to the side and stretched his hands toward the door: "Yes, this way please."

The movements were very standard, the attitude was very sincere, and the posture was perfect.

A wise person knows when to yield – those who can blow up the roof can live wherever they want in this house.

Asuna stood in a corner of the room, watching this scene, and suddenly felt something shatter.

So be it, it's broken.

Anyway, one more broken item won't make a difference what's tonight's losses. (Ling)