Anime Crossover: My Part-Time Job as a Giant of Light While Studying Abroad in Chiba

Anime Crossover: My Part-Time Job as a Giant of Light While Studying Abroad in Chiba

Author: Xiao Yuyu

Brief introduction: (It went from 7.9 to 9.2 in 20 days. As a newbie, I was a little inexperienced at first, but you can read on and see what happens. It will definitely give you a different experience.)

[Ultraman 60th Anniversary Commemorative Work (bushi)]

[Action-packed][Dual female leads][Non-transmigration][Coming-of-age story][Unparalleled fanfiction masterpiece]

What happened when I was attacked by a strange guy on my way home from school and was saved by a weirdo who called himself Kai?

Tanzi Rei, who came to Chiba, Japan to study, enrolled in Soubu High School. Unexpectedly, he was greeted by his sharp-tongued classmate Yukinoshita, his usual frenemy Sakuta Azusagawa, and the unapproachable Miss Shinomiya.

He thought life would continue in this uneventful way until the sky cracked open and monsters fell from the heavens.

Duan Zilian then discovered that this world was far crazier than she had imagined.

The powerless rogue, Hong Kai, works at a convenience store.

The gentle store manager, Hibino Mirai, was once a hero who protected the Earth.

The construction site laborer, Daigo Nozomi, is actually Zero's human form?

Duan Zilian, a Chinese student who has mastered the power of Ultraman Tiga, is forced to switch wildly between being an "ordinary high school student" and a "savior of all mankind".

The Kirieloids are watching from the shadows, and the shadow of the Demon Beast is quietly spreading.

Yapool, the Dark Emperor, the Cosmic Needle...

"Listen carefully, I am not a god. I am just a... warrior who has to fight."

Chapter 1 Tears of the Nameless

(Not a time-travel story.)

Duan Zilian had a dream.

In his dream, he stood amidst a dazzling array of stars.

There was no wind or sound around.

Only directly in front of him stood a towering giant.

The gem on the giant's chest radiated a sacred, azure light, but within that light lay an indescribable sadness, as if this colossal body had stood there for a very, very long time, so long that even the light itself had grown weary.

Duan Zilian wanted to ask him who he was, but found that she couldn't make a sound.

Until that light gently enveloped Duan Zilian's consciousness.

Then, the holy giant slowly raised his enormous hand and stretched it out towards Duan Zilian, just as the light was about to touch Duan Zilian.

next second.

--Snapped!

A piece of white chalk hit the head of the boy in the back row of the classroom who was drooling while lying on his desk.

"Well……"

Duan Zilian suddenly sprang up from her desk, feeling as if she had been pulled out of the water from the depths of the ocean, her vision filled with overlapping blurry images.

Before he could figure out where the "universe" and the "giant" had gone, a rustling sound came from the classroom.

Hayato Hayama, who was sitting in the front row radiating a "normie vibe," glanced back with a wry smile. Yui Yuigahama, with her pink bun hairstyle, let out a soft gasp.

On the podium, Ms. Hiratsuka, dressed in a white lab coat, had a dark expression on her face. The pointer in her hand tapped rhythmically on the blackboard, making a chilling "thud, thud" sound.

"Duan Zilian".

Hiratsuka Shizuka's voice held the suppressed rage of an impending eruption.

"Although you've only been here for a week, I understand you might not be used to the time difference yet... but I remember that China and Japan are only one hour apart, not ten hours, right? What's with you sleeping like you're about to pass away?"

The whole class burst into a low chuckle.

Duan Zilian rubbed her still throbbing forehead and finally came to her senses.

He awkwardly scratched his head, then expertly put on a smile:

"I'm sorry, teacher, but... the classical Chinese texts in this lesson were so Zen-like that I had a deep philosophical debate with the Duke of Zhou in my dream."

"Have you come to a conclusion through deliberation?" Hiratsuka Shizuka sneered.

"Uh... Duke Zhou said he didn't understand either."

"...Get out of here and stand in the hallway as punishment until get out of class ends."

"Ok."

Duan Zilian sighed, but didn't resist. Her movements were so practiced that it was heartbreaking.

He pulled out a chair to get up, just then a cold gaze pierced him from the left.

That was his seatmate, Yukino Yukinoshita.

The girl sat there upright, her back straight, the red ribbon on the collar of her school uniform tied meticulously.

She whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "While I don't care about the apes' sleep quality, as your seatmate, I feel obligated to remind you."

"Ok?"

Duan Zilian paused, looking at the aloof beauty in front of her.

Yukino handed him a tissue, but didn't look at him: "Wipe your face. Your teary eyes will lower the average IQ of our class."

Duan Zilian subconsciously raised her hand and wiped her cheek; her fingertips were indeed wet.

...tears?

Although the scenes in the dream were as grand as an epic, Duan Zilian did not think she would be moved to tears by a dream.

"Thanks, I guess I pressed on my tear ducts." Duan Zilian took the tissue and wiped his eyes. He noticed that his fingers were trembling slightly. He paused for a moment, clenched his fist, and the trembling disappeared.

He staggered out of the classroom, leaned against the windowsill in the corridor, enjoying the breeze, and listlessly looked at the playground across the way.

A man and a woman were sparring with bows and arrows from the archery club, their movements so elegant it looked like they were filming a movie.

"That's someone from Shunoin Academy, right? That girl... I think her name is Kaguya Shinomiya. Sigh, as expected of a noble academy, they really have a lot of leisure time."

Duan Zilian muttered something, his eyes revealing a sense of world-weariness. He rested his head on his hand, looking like a melancholy artist.

"Giants... How could I dream of such a scene?"

As the school bell rang, the once lifeless school building instantly came alive, bursting with noise and the restlessness of adolescence.

Duan Zilian remained in the same position leaning against the windowsill, motionless, as if contemplating life, until a hand holding a roster gently patted his shoulder.

"It seems the wind in the corridor has dried up a lot of the water in your brain."

Duan Zilian turned around and saw Hiratsuka Shizuka standing there, her other hand instinctively reaching into her pocket, where a bulge, presumably from a cigarette pack, was visible. But she glanced at the student and held back.

"Thanks to you, I feel refreshed and energetic. I feel like I could run a kilometer right now, if I were dreaming." Duan Zilian said sincerely, giving Hiratsuka Shizuka a bright smile.

Hiratsuka Shizuka's lips twitched slightly.

She was really having a headache dealing with this transfer student who had only been at the school for a week.

His file states that he has practiced Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), has an outstanding resume, and is harmonious and friendly, but in reality, he is like a sleepy, retired uncle.

"Since you're so energetic, come to my office." Hiratsuka Shizuka turned around, her white coat billowing behind her in a breezy motion.

"Regarding your club application, and your appalling classical Chinese grade."

"Yes, Master Hiratsuka."

Duan Zilian shrank her neck and followed along, dragging her feet like a chick following behind its mother hen.

As he passed the classroom door, he caught a glimpse of Yukino Yukinoshita, who still exuded an aura of absolute zero, like an exquisite statue.

The unattainable beauty of Soubu High School…

"What a strange girl."

……

Staff office.

Hiratsuka Shizuka slammed the classical Chinese textbook on the table. Duan Zilian had used it as a pillow for half the class, and it was now covered in a watery mess.

She crossed her legs, exuding a powerful aura of mature womanhood.

"Duan Zilian, do you know that there's an unwritten rule at Zongwu High School?"

"Should teacher-student relationships be prohibited? Although I don't object to it."

"...Do you really want to die once?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka clenched her fist, making a crisp cracking sound.

"I mean, every student should join a club or organization in principle. This is to cultivate what is called 'sociality,' especially since you're an international student."

"Sociality..."

Duan Zilian scratched her head, her eyes darting around. "I think I'm quite social. For example, right now I'm thinking about how to smoothly escape this task."

“Rejected.” Hiratsuka Shizuka sighed and pulled a form from the mountain of documents:

"You, although you also have those dead fish eyes, are different from Hachiman's rotten self. You're just plain shameless. While I don't dislike your optimism, if you're not kept in check, you'll eventually become one of those social scum who only cares about their own happiness, so..."

She pushed the form in front of Duan Zilian and gave her a mischievous smile.

"There's a club that specifically takes in weirdos like you who talk nonsense and have personality problems."

Duan Zilian glanced down.

【Service Department】.

"Serve?" Duan Zilian raised an eyebrow, her tone becoming somewhat subtle.

"Judging from the name, it sounds like a dream club that provides lap pillows or feeding services. If that's the case, I'd be willing to dedicate my life to the school."

"It's a volunteer-based organization."

Hiratsuka Shizuka waved her hand. "Stop dreaming. Report to Room 403 of the Special Building after school today. If you don't go, the consequences... heh heh."

She gave a wicked smile.

Duan Zilian suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

"Teacher, isn't this harassment? Absolutely!"

"You have a problem with that?" Hiratsuka Shizuka raised an eyebrow.

"Absolutely not, I'll go right away. Being helpful is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation."

Duan Zilian respectfully picked up the form, then turned and slipped away.

In such situations, only a strategic retreat is the mark of true wisdom.

"Oh, right."

Hiratsuka Shizuka seemed to remember something and casually added a comment.

"Don't stay out too late these days. I heard there have been some strange incidents in the East District. Some people have seen strange men in suits wandering the streets at night."

She laughed as she spoke.

"It's probably just an urban legend made up by someone who's been watching too many news reports about drunkenness."

"If I encounter it, I will be extremely careful," Duan Zilian said, clasping her hands in a gesture of respect.

Stepping out of the office, Duan Zilian rubbed the back of her neck and glanced back.

Sunlight streamed onto the corridor floor, casting a golden film over it, creating an unreal tranquility.

He touched his left wrist and felt it was a little hot, but when he looked down, there was nothing there.

"Maybe the sun is just too strong today?" Duan Zilian thought to herself as she turned the corner and disappeared into the corridor.

However, what he didn't know was that, ten thousand meters above the ground, where he couldn't see, an invisible crack was quietly opening.

The daily chimes will stop at this moment.

Chapter 2 The Association of Three Eccentrics