Crossover anime/manga, immediately transmigrated after death

So, all that refined lady's modesty, all that ordinary high school student's daily life... was utterly crushed by that guy.

But it seems... kind of cool too? (Repost)

Chapter 164 The Power Group That Wants Warmth

The restaurant is softly lit.

A late-night snack for five people was laid out on the long table: fried dumplings, miso soup, and several dishes of pickles, with steam rising from them.

Shozo Yuki sat in the main seat, Kyoko sat to his right, and Koichiro sat next to his mother.

Asuna sat opposite, next to Zhang Yang, and further past were Kuroyukihime and Kurasaki Fuuko.

Kuroyukihime picked up a fried dumpling with elegant movements, took a bite, chewed it, pondered for a moment, and then spoke: "Mr. Zhang Yang, you just set fire to someone else's roof without even asking. Your methods are a bit too crude."

Zhang Yang picked up a fried dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing a couple of times, he mumbled, "Asuna's dad has a stern face, her mom looks like she's interrogating a criminal, and her brother is about to call for help. How long do you think it would take to reason with them in this situation?"

"About thirty minutes."

"It took me ten seconds."

"Burn down someone's roof in ten seconds."

"Efficiency is paramount."

Zhang Yang thought to himself, "That makes sense. Why use words when you can solve a problem with your fists? Why take half an hour to solve a problem that can be solved in ten seconds? This efficiency is scientific, reasonable, and logical."

Kurasaki Fuuko picked up the miso soup, took a sip, and smiled slightly: "Xiao Sha, don't make things difficult for Mr. Zhang Yang. We've already experienced his temperament on the way here."

"A damaged roof can be repaired, but a bad first impression is hard to fix."

"He doesn't care about first impressions."

Kuroyukihime put down her chopsticks: "Indeed."

Asuna watched the three of them bickering, and for some reason, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up. She quickly lowered her head to drink her miso soup, hiding her smile on the edge of the bowl.

Zhang Yang wiped his mouth with a napkin and said to Yuki Shozo, "What's in the fridge that I can fry? Steak or pork chops are fine, and give me three big bowls of rice too."

Shozo Yuuki sat upright and remained silent for a long time before finally managing to say, "...We have frozen Wagyu beef."

"Okay, please fry three pieces until medium-rare."

Kyoko got up and went to the kitchen, moving so quickly that it was hard to believe she had just had her roof burned down.

They probably wanted to get away from that table as soon as possible.

Koichiro lowered his voice and whispered in his father's ear, "Father, who exactly is this person?"

"Someone your sister knows." Yuki Akira said without changing his expression.

"But--"

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"Koichiro," Yuki Shozo interrupted him, "go to the cupboard and get a bottle of red wine. Open that 1982 Lafite."

Koichiro opened his mouth, then got up and left.

He thought to himself, "You old coward, aren't you always acting like the king of the world? Why are you such a coward now? Why don't you dare to go up and fight him?"

Well, he wouldn't dare. After all, that guy knows how to set fires. And not just ordinary fires, but the kind that can burn down rooftops.

Therefore, the saying "Those who understand the times are wise" is probably written in the Yuki family's family motto.

Zhang Yang leaned back in his chair and suddenly asked, "By the way, RECT, are you involved in the supply chain for the NERvGear fully submersible terminal?"

Shozo Yuuki was slightly taken aback, not expecting the topic to change so quickly. After a moment of hesitation, he replied, "RECT provides some chip packaging and display modules for ARGUS. The contract was just signed last month. Is there a problem?"

Kuroyukihime put down her chopsticks, the porcelain clinking softly against the table: "Kayaba Akihiko, that's a familiar name."

"The mastermind behind the SAO incident imprisoned 10,000 players in a death game for two years, resulting in the deaths of nearly 4,000 people. It is the largest murder case in Japanese criminal history."

The restaurant fell silent instantly.

The miso soup was still steaming, but no one touched their chopsticks.

Yuuki Shozo's wine glass hovered in mid-air. After a long silence, he slowly spoke, "What...what were you saying just now?"

“The SAO incident,” Kurasaki Fuuko began, her tone as calm as reading a weather forecast, “The full name is the Sword Art Online Death Game Incident, which occurred on November 6, 2022, which is…”

She looked at the calendar on the living room wall.

"...Just a few days later. Kayaba Akihiko will lock the logout function on the day SAO officially launches, trapping 10,000 players in a fully immersive world. If a player dies in the game, the NERvGear will release high-power electromagnetic waves to burn out the player's brain, and the player's real body will also die."

Shozo Yuuki slowly put down his wine glass, gazing at her for a long time: "How did you know?"

"We come from twenty-four years in the future," Kuroyukihime said calmly. "2046. The SAO incident is already history in textbooks in our time."

Koichiro placed the red wine on the table, glanced at Kuroyukihime, and then at Asuna.

Asuna was still drinking miso soup and picking up pickled radish with her chopsticks, looking as calm as if nothing had happened.

"Asuna," Koichiro said in a low voice, "say something."

Asuna put down her bowl and wiped her mouth. "Brother, what they said is true. I'm sure."

After a long silence, Yuki Shozo got up, walked to the other end of the living room, picked up the landline phone, dialed a number, and started the call.

The voice was kept extremely low, but the words "ARGUS," "Kayaba Akihiko," "internal whistleblower," and "stop all contracts first" could be faintly heard.

This action surprised Zhang Yang; before he could explain in detail, the CEO of RECT believed him.

Well, that's the power of information from people in the future; its authority is more effective than any other evidence.

Kuroyukihime shook her head: "After the SAO death game was exposed, ARGUS naturally went bankrupt. As for Kayaba Akihiko, his whereabouts are unknown. Some say he disappeared, while others say he had long ago regarded the death game as a consciousness upload experiment in reality and prepared a backup for himself."

Fuuko Kurasaki stroked the rim of her teacup, staring at the tea inside for a long while before speaking: "Many survivors have suffered severe psychological trauma. Some cannot distinguish between reality and virtuality, some can no longer wear any headsets, and some have begun to miss their life and the characters in SAO."

“A very reasonable reaction,” Zhang Yang continued. “Being locked in a death game for two years, it’s a testament to your strong mental fortitude not to go crazy. So, those who miss SAO are probably suffering from some kind of Stockholm syndrome.”

Koichiro Yuuki's face suddenly turned grim: "Wait a minute, I just bought a NERvGear. Am I going to get locked up too?"

"Don't worry, brother-in-law." Zhang Yang waved his hand. "You haven't logged into the game because of work."

"That's good……"

"However, your sister logged in using your device and got stuck inside."

"..."

Koichiro Yuuki suddenly stood up and strode towards his room, saying, "Excuse me, I'm going to take care of the trash."

Not long after, the sound of things being smashed came from upstairs.

Asuna listened to the commotion, her grip on the soup bowl tightened slightly.

He thought to himself, what would have happened to him if it weren't for Zhang Yang? Would he have been a survivor of two years of life-or-death struggle, or just another name on the list of a thousand dead?

Neither of these futures is what she wants.

So, in a sense, the guy who burned the roof also saved her life.

Although the method was a bit crude.

……

Suddenly, the roar of helicopter rotors came from outside the window, growing louder as it approached; it seemed there was more than one helicopter.

Car headlights flashed outside the courtyard, and at least five or six cars were parked at the same time, with the sounds of car doors opening and closing coming in one after another, mixed with a burst of hurried footsteps.

A civilian helicopter landed on the driveway outside the entrance.

The car door opened, and a figure in off-white jumped out first. Her long crimson hair spread out in the night wind, and her gold ring gleamed with a dark golden luster under the moonlight.

It was a red kite.

She changed out of her Hanfu armor and put on a beige knitted long shirt, paired with casual pants and flat cloth shoes, looking like a female student from a sports college.

Of course, if you ignore the sharpness hidden in her eyes.

Mei stepped out of the car immediately afterward, her purple hair tied in a high ponytail with a white bow, wearing a white knit sweater and a dark blue knee-length skirt. She looked gentle and lovely, but her light purple eyes were sharp as knives.

"Red Kite, Mei, over here."

The two showed no surprise at the house with its roof cut off, probably because they were used to it.

Chi Yuan's gaze swept across the dining table, pausing for a moment: "A new member?"

"The one with black hair over there is Kuroyukihime, and the one with long brown hair is Kurasaki Fuuko. Let's talk about the progress. You already know Asuna." Zhang Yang shrugged. "And these are Akane and Mei, women from my other world."

Another person came from the very back.

Nozomi pushed open the railing and entered the dining room, smiling slightly at the three members of the Yuki family: "I apologize for disturbing you so late at night. I will compensate you for the damage to this house."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of men in black filed in and surrounded the house.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized; their suits had no markings, but they all carried weapons at their waists.

Zhang Yang looked around and thought to himself, "Well, this is even bigger than my setup."

As expected of a descendant of gods, he always has a private army with him wherever he goes.

"King Wu, you really are as restless as ever," Nüxi teased with a light laugh. "Although I don't dislike people like you who love to stir things up, you're just too much of a troublemaker."

Zhang Yang hummed in agreement and casually asked, "You seem to have a lot of power and influence here, your influence is excessively great?"

"There are only a handful of divine descendants left in the world, so we'll always help each other out, won't we?"

The group gathered together and chatted for a while, thus getting to know each other.

Kuroyukihime was silent for a while, then suddenly turned to Nyoki and said, "Miss Nyoki, may I ask, you said my future timeline has become chaotic... is there really no way to restore it?"

Upon hearing this, Nüxi remained silent for a long while before slowly speaking: "The Fairy Corridor has connected the divine realm with the earth. The power and will of the gods are directly eroding the mortal world through the corridor."

"If nothing unexpected happens, the Japanese archipelago will sink into the sea."

"In this situation, the future you are in is simply impossible to reach."

"Therefore, chaos is the only option."

"Like Schrödinger's cat, it exists, yet it doesn't exist."

Kuroyukihime gripped the teacup tightly, her fingers turning slightly white, but her voice remained calm: "What if the Japanese archipelago hadn't sunk? For example, what if the corridor had been closed?"

Zhang Yang continued, "That's just a few words. It seems like the aura is too small to close. My group came here with Athena as our target, so as long as we kill Athena, we can close the bar and go back to the lounge."

Mei paused for a moment upon hearing this, then asked in confirmation, "Yang, you must consider Athena your beloved, right?"

“She never said she wanted to join my harem,” Zhang Yang said matter-of-factly. “So, I have to find another way to keep her by my side.”

"..."

"..."

"..."

Ok.

He killed the woman he loved so that she would stay by his side forever.

That logic makes sense; it's perfectly reasonable. You can't just give up on improving yourself just to please a woman.

Nu hope coughed lightly, breaking the silence: "If that's the case, then because you and Kurasaki Fuuko have arrived at this point in time, you've already created a paradox in the face of the corrective force."

“You come from the future, yet you no longer exist in the future.”

"It will only become increasingly difficult for the corrective force to guide the future towards a version that does not include you."

"The corrective force always prefers to save effort and will prioritize the solution with the fewest changes, guiding the future in a direction where Kuroyukihime and Kurasaki Fuuko still exist."

"There will be some differences in the details."

Kuroyukihime remained silent for several breaths, then lowered her head to gaze at her reflection in the teacup. After a long while, she said softly, "That's enough. It's just a few minor changes, not really that important."

Kurasaki Fuuko reached out and gently placed her hand on Kuroyukihime's hand, simply covering it without saying a word.

On the other hand, Yuki Shozo, who had just finished dealing with the NERvGear incident, felt like the sky had fallen.

I thought to myself, "Can't things ever get any better? And now there's this talk of Japan sinking? Wasn't one death game enough? Now even the country is going to disappear?"

He took his phone out of his pocket and dialed a number.

"Hello, it's me. Book me a private jet. Yes, a whole one. The entire asset transfer plan should also be initiated ahead of schedule..."

Chapter 165 They were enhanced

Zhang Yang stood up: "That's enough, it's time to set off."