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

The Metaron alien reluctantly agreed.

"Pigu! Pigu!"

Pigumon, who was standing to the side, also called out twice, as if in agreement.

"What you're saying is really hard for me to believe."

Duan Zilian sighed helplessly, then a smile appeared on her lips.

"Forget it, let's go. At worst, if you cause trouble again, someone will clean up your mess."

Duan Zilian turned and walked towards the iron gate.

In the final moments before stepping out of the tavern, his gaze swept past the crowd to the deepest shadow in the corner.

There, Miyamoto Kami still stands like an iron tower.

Duan Zilian looked at it without saying anything, but nodded solemnly.

To Duan Zilian's surprise, Miyamoto Kami actually nodded slightly in greeting to him this time.

it is more than words.

With the dull thud of the iron gate closing, the three walked out of the tavern and once again disappeared into the damp and dark alley outside Kabukicho.

……

Meanwhile, 10,000 meters above Tokyo Bay.

"Ah, just as I expected, that idiot from Muzhen Star is completely useless. As a hunter, he was actually killed by his prey. He has utterly disgraced all aliens."

The alien from the Empire chuckled as he watched the replay on the monitor.

"Moreover, the power of the [King] has not been fully restored, and the super beast Baksim that descended was ultimately defeated."

The Gatsi alien's owl-like head turned, his tone chilling.

"But what really surprised me was that Ultraman Tiga."

"It was clearly exhausted, but the next second it reappeared on the battlefield, its body radiating light... It's so strange."

"This is quite a piece of intelligence."

In the shadows, the Mefilas alien clasped his hands together and spoke in a sinister tone.

"Unfortunately, despite making such a big fuss, we still couldn't lure out the other hidden Ultramen."

"But it's okay."

He walked to the huge porthole and looked down at Tokyo, which looked like twinkling stars.

"This destruction has absorbed much of the despair and fear of the citizens of Tokyo, bringing us one step closer to the complete revival of [the King]."

"That's why I say, all your so-called schemes are completely unnecessary!"

The alien from the Empire arrogantly brandished the large pincers in its hand.

"There's absolutely no way there could be any other hidden Ultramen! I think I should just take matters into my own hands and wipe them all out in the next round!"

"Do whatever you want, just don't die too horribly."

"The Gaci alien mocked sarcastically."

"You damn bird! I'll smash your head to pieces first!"

The aliens of the Empire were furious.

Meanwhile, the Mefilas alien once again intervened in the argument between the two, acting as a peacemaker—smooth yet dangerous.

In this seemingly harmonious but actually discordant alliance, no one could see the hidden agenda lurking beneath the surface.

What a fruitful day!

The alien Mefilas rubbed his hands together, repeatedly replaying the scene in his mind: the demon wielding a dark purple longsword fiercely clashing with Orb and Mebius.

"As expected of your old friend, Jugglus Juggler."

Now that you're involved in this situation... let's slowly chip away at those troublesome Warriors of Light.

Inside the pitch-black spaceship, the eyes of the Mefilas aliens were filled with calculating pleasure.

Chapter 134 Fatal Moment

In the pitch-black night, the spacious and luxurious Shinomiya mansion had long since fallen into a deathly silence, but in the bedroom of Shinomiya Kaguya, the owner of this mansion, things were far from peaceful.

Hayasaka Ai was sitting cross-legged on the velvet bed, so sleepy that her head was nodding like a chick pecking at rice, as if she would fall asleep at any moment.

Opposite her, Kaguya Shinomiya, dressed in a silk nightgown, looked radiant.

She gripped the flip phone tightly with both hands, her eyes seemingly conveying the unwavering determination to send this message even if the world were to end.

"Tell me, Hayasaka, what should I post to make it seem...appropriate?"

Kaguya stared at the email interface between herself and Duan Zilian on the screen, her delicate brows furrowed.

"Would it seem too forward of me to ask him about his current situation? How could someone from the Shinomiya family do something so degrading!"

"But if we don't send it, wouldn't it be too impolite for a familiar...host?"

"Aha……"

Hayasaka Ai finally couldn't help but let out a long yawn.

"Miss, I sincerely suggest that you hurry up and type a few words and send them out, no matter what. He definitely won't see them."

"Besides, it's already 2 a.m., and your skin will lose its luster if you don't go to sleep soon."

"I know! But I just can't sleep at all!"

Kaguya rolled around on the bed in frustration, then sat up again.

"Where do you think he lives now? He's not homeless, is he? He shouldn't be, right? But...but!!"

Hayasaka Ai just watched her quietly.

It's really scary. Normally, the young lady falls asleep the moment her head hits the pillow, or at the very least, she goes into low-power mode.

Now you're staying up all night over a guy's accommodation problem? Is this the saccharine smell of romance?

"You know, prices in Tokyo are so high, won't he have enough money for a hotel?"

Kaguya became increasingly anxious as she thought about it, and even started biting her nails.

"This is outrageous... How about we just drastically reduce hotel and restaurant prices in Tokyo tomorrow?"

"Please stop having this dangerous idea."

Hayasaka Ai could only helplessly retort.

"Ah! Right! I remember he said Mr. Kai gave him a large sum of money, so at least finding a place to stay shouldn't be a problem... right?"

Kaguya nodded to herself in self-consolation.

"but……!"

And so, on this long and agonizing night, until the clock struck three in the morning, Kaguya Shinomiya's email, "Are you alright?", still hadn't left her flip phone.

……

"Hey, um... Duan Zilian, there's something I'd like to discuss with you."

In the dark alley, Hong Kai suddenly stopped and turned around to look at Duan Zilian somewhat awkwardly.

"Hmm? What is it?"

Duan Zilian looked puzzled, still lost in thought about leaving the alien tavern.

Looking up, I saw the wanderer in front of me scratching his hair shyly, a hint of pink appearing on his usually extremely irritating face.

"Ahem... Just yesterday morning, didn't I... give you 100,000 yen as a travel fund?"

Hong Kai shifted his gaze and stared at the moss in the corner of the wall.

"Um... how's your spending going?"

"Ah, that money." Duan Zilian shrugged without any warning.

"I didn't really move much because I ran into an acquaintance and went shopping with her. She even treated me to dinner."

"Oh... so you went shopping with a girl and had her pay for you? Impressive, as expected of a junior I taught."

Hong Kai gave a thumbs-up and made a joke, but quickly changed to a hesitant expression.

"So, Kaisan, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Duan Zilian asked in confusion, "This person in front of me looks really abnormal. Did he drink fake alcohol?"

Hibino Mirai, standing to the side, sighed helplessly at Kaisan's embarrassing state, her eyes filled with "I knew this would happen."

"Ah...that's it..."

Hong Kai coughed twice, finally revealing his true purpose.

"Look, we'll have nowhere to live in the future. Since you haven't spent all of that 100,000 yuan... could you lend me a few tens of thousands to open a hotel? I'll definitely pay you back when I get my salary!"

"Oh? Is it because of this?"

Looking at Hong Kai, whose face was flushed red from holding back his anger, Duan Zilian smiled dismissively.

“This money belongs to all of us. I was wondering why you gave it all to me this morning.”

"It's no trouble at all. I'll treat you to hotels from now on."

Duan Zilian casually reached into her pocket, her mind as calm as a still lake.

One second... two seconds...

Duan Zilian's groping movements suddenly froze.

The calm lake in his heart was suddenly churned into a raging tsunami.

"What...where's the money?!"

Duan Zilian instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

He frantically searched his pockets and shirt pockets, looking all over himself, but they were empty.

"What?! No way... a whole 100,000 yen..."

Just then, a scene he had forgotten suddenly flashed through his mind.

In that fierce battle at dusk yesterday, he was burned to pieces by that Baksim and lay on the ground like a dead dog.

At that time, the surrounding area was filled with stone dust and burning paper scraps blown up by the blast wave.

At the time, he didn't even notice what those pieces of paper floating in mid-air were!

Looking back now, all those pretty pieces of paper fluttering around were actually banknotes from his pocket!

"Holy crap!!! They were all burned to ashes by the fireball! We're doomed!"

Duan Zilian turned her head stiffly, like a stone statue, to look at Hong Kai and Wei Lai beside her.

His expression was extremely strained, a mixture of crying and laughing.

Finally, he swallowed hard and told the two of them the horrifying truth.

"..."

"..."

"..."

At the end of the story, the three men simultaneously put on masks of pain in this dark alley.

……

At six o'clock the next morning, Tokyo, this colossal steel monster, was gradually awakening.

On the empty streets of Shinjuku, a black Maybach sedan was slowly and aimlessly driving through the city.

"I said, Miss..."

In the driver's seat, Hayasaka Ai held the steering wheel with one hand, her dark circles under her eyes telling the story of the pain she had endured from being forced to stay up all night.

"Couldn't you just put aside your pride and send him an email to ask where he is?"