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

"However, I heard that the collection process in New York is much slower. A mysterious organization called [MFS] is clearing out the rioting space hunters throughout the city."

The next second, images from the group of space hunters in New York appeared on the screen.

"Those petty human squabbles are nothing to worry about; just focus on the big picture."

Mefilas casually pushed them aside and chuckled.

"I have already cast all the collected resentment into the deep sea as the King commanded."

Mefilas looked up at his two colleagues, his tone filled with deep reverence.

"Next, we just need to wait for more resentment to be collected and absorbed."

"And this... depends on the two of you in front of me to create even greater panic."

"Do not worry."

The alien from the Empire stretched its thick neck, making a cracking sound.

"For the arrival of the [King], all of this... is worthwhile."

Three malevolent gazes pierced through the clouds, locking onto the dazzling yet fragile lights of Tokyo.

Ten thousand meters deep in Tokyo Bay, a deep-seated resentment is writhing wildly, emitting muffled sounds.

Chapter 159 Heartbeat

Good morning, Hayata-san.

Early in the morning, Hachiman Hikigaya's lazy voice drifted through the streets of Chiba.

"Good morning... Oh, isn't this Hachiman? Long time no see, what brings you here today?"

Hayata Susumu smiled kindly when he saw the person who had arrived.

"Yes, it's been a long time. My bicycle brakes seem to be having some problems. I have a feeling that when I go downhill, they're going to take me to the River of Three Crossings. Could you please take a look?"

Hachiman pushed his bicycle inside and parked it next to the repair rack.

"Alright, leave it to me."

Hayata wiped his hands, picked up his toolbox, and skillfully inspected the brake lines.

After a while, Hayata said:

"Hachiman, your car really needs repairing; the parts are getting worn out."

"I'll replace it with a new one for you, and I'll also do some oiling and repairs on the whole thing."

"In these troubled times, brake failure can be very dangerous."

"Thank you for your help."

Hikigaya Hachiman, bored, put his hands in his pockets and looked around the shop.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on the Ultraman Tiga poster on the wall.

"When...when was this put up?"

Hikigaya raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, you mean this?"

Hayata Susumu smiled and looked up.

"This has been up for a while now, and now every customer who comes into the store takes a second look at it."

"Ugh... really."

Hachiman's deadpan eyes scanned the poster up and down, and he couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Um... Hayata-san."

"what happened?"

“A friend of mine wanted to buy a bicycle, so I recommended you to him.”

Hachiman said casually.

"He was a guy who was passable in appearance, but whose eyes, like mine, lacked any motivation. Do you remember him?"

"juvenile……"

Hayata stopped what he was doing and thought about it carefully.

"Although I'm not sure which one you're referring to, a while ago a very polite and handsome young man did come here to buy a car. He was probably around your age."

"That must be him."

Hachiman leaned against the doorframe. "So, did that guy cause you any trouble?"

"No way, that child is very polite. He even greeted me when he passed by the store earlier."

Hayata responded with a smile, as if he had remembered something interesting.

"Speaking of which, he was riding that bike and laughing as he said he would treat it like a girlfriend. What an interesting young man."

"Trying a bicycle like a girlfriend... what an idiot."

Hikigaya's lips twitched, then he smiled helplessly.

That kind of embarrassing statement is exactly what that guy is capable of.

His gaze returned to the poster, then fell upon the clear blue sky outside the window.

"Tokyo..."

In the past two days, he has seen a lot of news about monster attacks and alien disturbances in Tokyo on TV and online.

This inevitably reminded him of that transfer student.

"What on earth is he doing right now...?"

……

Achoo—!

On the bustling streets of Shibuya, Duanzilian suddenly sneezed and rubbed her sore nose.

"You caught a cold? That shouldn't be... Could it be that you went too crazy yesterday?"

Duan Zilian muttered something, and the scene from last night instantly flashed into her mind.

Last night, as soon as he got back to the hotel, he witnessed Dan Moroboshi chasing after Kai in a van, which almost made him laugh to death.

As expected, Hong Kai, enraged, dragged him into the special training as well.

"Laugh? You brat, how dare you laugh at your senior?! Come on, since you're so energetic, you won't be sleeping tonight!"

As a result, Duan Zilian was also forced to experience what it felt like to be chased all over the street in a van.

The group made a lot of noise downstairs for most of the night, and didn't return to their suite until late at night. They took a shower and went straight to sleep.

……

"Duan Jun, are you sick?"

Just as Duan Zilian was recalling his painful experience, a clear, cold female voice suddenly came from the phone he was holding in front of him, pulling him back to reality.

"Ah, it's nothing. Maybe someone is secretly thinking about me."

Duan Zilian chuckled softly at her phone screen and casually started talking nonsense.

"Primitive creatures always manage to maintain their confidence in things that are completely illogical."

A soft laugh came from the other end of the phone, tinged with her usual sharp tongue.

"Confidence is a good thing, Minister."

Duan Zilian shook her head, then raised her phone and pointed the camera at the bustling Shibuya street scene.

"But, Yukinoshita-kun, where exactly is that Mr. Pan limited edition merchandise store you mentioned?"

"There are so many people here, I'm almost squeezed into a meat patty by these trendy men and women, I have no idea where to go."

That's right, right now, Duanzi Rei is having a one-way video call with Yukino Yukinoshita.

After the usual reporting, Yukinoshita surprisingly gave him a errand-running request in Tokyo.

Buy her a new limited edition Mr. Pan merchandise item at the Mr. Pan merchandise store in Shibuya.

As an understanding member, Duan Zilian naturally accepted the request.

"Turn left at the intersection ahead, then enter the pedestrian street and walk all the way to the 3rd floor of the building at the end."

The sound beneath the snow guided him methodically.

"Ugh...this seems like such a hassle."

Duan Zilian stared straight ahead, squinting slightly to avoid the glaring sunlight.

Sunlight shone on his face, perfectly capturing the boy's defined jawline and deep-set eyes in the phone camera lens.

……

In the bedroom, Yukino Yukinoshita looked at the earnest yet slightly clumsy boy on her phone screen and couldn't help but smile slightly.

She suddenly realized that she and Duan Zilian hadn't seen each other for several days.

The last time I saw this face so closely was at the art museum.

At that time, she and Duan Zilian leaned against the railing on the rooftop of the art museum, enjoying the evening breeze blowing from the Chiba seaside.

The dim sunlight shone on the boy's face; she was looking at him at such close range at that moment.

……

"Speaking of which, Minister."

The screen showed Duanzi Lian walking around and making sarcastic remarks.

"What kind of merchandise is this that sells for such an outrageous price of 4000 yen? That's outrageous!"

"Mr. Pan is a national-level IP, and its design and materials are worth its price."

Yukinoshita snapped out of her daze, a smile on her face, but still earnestly corrected him.

Duan Zilian looked at the cat avatar on the screen, still somewhat confused.

Yukinoshita also looked at the puzzled figure in front of her through the screen.

In short, until you truly open up to me, I'll just keep looking at you like this for now.

"Never mind, there must be a reason why it's expensive."

Duan Zilian stopped thinking about it and waved her hand helplessly.

"Sooner or later, I'll print a few life-size body pillows for myself and sell them for 4000 yen each. Maybe I can make a fortune."

Duan Zilian said half-jokingly, and followed Yukinoshita's guidance into a building.

After walking for a while, I realized that there was still no rebuttal from Yukinoshita on my phone.

He looked down in confusion, only to find that the camera on Yukinoshita's side had been turned on at some point.

She wore a pure white silk nightgown, her fair and delicate face and defined collarbones exposed to the camera without reservation.

Perhaps because she was lying flat, her long hair was casually scattered on the pillow.

She squinted slightly, her eyelashes fluttering, and a smile played on her lips.

"Eh? Yukinoshita-san..."

"If it's Duan-kun, I might consider buying it for 100,000 yen."

The girl suddenly uttered these words, which clearly reached Duan Zilian's ears.

"...?"

Duan Zilian was somewhat taken aback; he even thought he had misheard.

"Wh...what?"

Looking at the smiling Yukino Yukinoshita on his phone screen, he finally realized that this was not his imagination.

Duan Zilian blushed instantly, unsure of what to say, and could only awkwardly look away.