In a crossover anime, do you believe that a machine spirit can defeat a fake human?

"Breakfast is hot milk and a sandwich, two slices of toast with ham and an egg. Come and eat after you wash your face." Chen Yi idly scrolled through his phone without looking up.

"Um... Good morning..." She mechanically retreated into the hallway, then stopped and returned to the living room to say it seriously.

Last night around midnight, my senior seemed to have sent me a message.

'Are you there?'

Chen Yi didn't reply to his phone when it was on the bedside table, but he can reply now.

"I'm here now, is senior up yet?"

'I was going to ask if my junior slept well last night, but it seems he slept very soundly...' The other person's tone sounded somewhat resentful.

Chen Yi silently considered the logic and couldn't help but laugh.

"If you're still a little scared, I know a psychologist. His phone number is xxx... You can call him for a consultation."

"No need," Kasumigaoka replied. "To be honest, there's nothing particularly scary about it. Besides, my junior arrived at the most dangerous moment. I'm just a little scared now, but I can handle it."

What's embarrassing is that I slept with my mom last night, but of course, I can't tell my junior brother about that.

"Okay, good luck, senior. If you need someone to talk to, I'm here to listen." Chen Yi sent the message and turned off his phone.

I should start thinking about what to do today.

Summer vacation has begun, and with no more daytime classes, the free time should be used not only to upgrade equipment but also to fill in other activities to avoid being too boring and stagnating one's thinking.

What should I do?

Chen Yi pondered.

"Yi-kun said before that he wanted to be a video blogger, right?" Sakurajima Mai picked up a sandwich and started eating, wanting to chat with Chen Yi.

Right, an operational account.

"really."

"If you don't mind, how about we run it together? I've been an artist for so many years, so my entertainment sense is pretty good."

“Okay.” Chen Yi thought for a moment, and it was good to have something to do so that he wouldn’t feel bored.

"What does Mr. Yi plan to start with?" Mai Sakurajima pressed.

"At first I was thinking of becoming a tech blogger, but I figured that would be pretty boring, so I gave up on that," Chen Yi said.

"Hmm... music doesn't seem to work either. Although it's quick to monetize, I haven't seen any musical talent in Yi-kun after all this time..." Sakurajima Mai suggested an idea, then rejected it on her own.

"Music is fine, I can play the guitar, but as for singing, my voice is just so-so..."

"Yi Jun can play the guitar? That's great! As for his voice, Yi Jun's voice is clearly a very pleasant, magnetic, youthful voice, so there's nothing to worry about."

Having not played for so long, my skills have probably deteriorated.

Chen Yi mentally complained.

"Let's not delay, let's go to the music store and pick out a piano after we finish eating," Mai Sakurajima said, speeding up her eating.

"No need to rush, be careful not to choke."

......

Even when no one is watching, Mai Sakurajima never hesitates to show off her fashion sense as an entertainer and model, always dressing stylishly and avant-garde whenever she goes out.

I don't even know who I'm wearing it for.

In comparison, Chen Yi's attire was quite 'simple'. To put it nicely, it was simple; to put it bluntly, his entire outfit cost less than a few hundred RMB, a very casual straight man's home style.

The area around Chiba Station is a well-known shopping district, where you can indeed find almost anything, whether it's a music store, a bookstore, or something else entirely.

"Welcome! How can I help you?" The saleswoman's professional smile was very polite, and she took the initiative to ask Chen Yi after he walked in.

"Which floor is the electric guitar section on?" Chen Yi casually glanced at the pianos and violins on the first floor and asked the saleswoman.

"The electric guitar section is on the third floor, please follow me." The saleswoman bowed and led Chen Yi ahead.

Go up to the third floor, and you'll find a dazzling array of guitars hanging on the walls or placed on stands on the floor.

"What style are you planning to choose, Yi-kun?" Mai Sakurajima asked from the side.

"Does the Gibson 1968 custom guitar come in this model?" Chen Yi asked directly, without beating around the bush.

"Sir, you're not a beginner, are you? This kind of guitar is quite expensive, and of course, it's the best in terms of sound quality and design..." The saleswoman glanced at the guitar bag on his back, walked to the side, took down a white guitar, and wanted to introduce it.

"OK, this is it." Chen Yi nodded and paid readily.

"I'll carry it." Mai Sakurajima took the guitar case containing the guitar from Chen Yi's hands.

"This is quite heavy."

“I’m not some frail high school girl… Besides, you’re carrying a guitar case on your back and another one in your hand, it looks really weird,” Mai Sakurajima retorted.

"Is there anything you want to buy? If not, shall we head back?" Chen Yi asked as they left the music store.

"Hmm, let's go back. Anyway, there's nothing we need to do out here right now," Mai Sakurajima replied after thinking for a moment.

......

"Last night at 8 PM, New York convened an emergency United Nations meeting regarding the attack on the 'Tsuki no Mori Hotel' in Izu City, Japan..."

At 8:30 a.m., when Yukino Yukinoshita came out of her room, she saw her mother watching the news.

"Good morning," Yukino said to her mother, Yukinoshita.

"Yes, I've already made an appointment with a therapist for you. Let's leave after breakfast." Yukinoshita's mother didn't look at her, but the fact that she was still sitting there at this hour already showed her attitude.

"...Thank you, Mom." After a long pause, Yukinoshita said softly.

Snow Mother seemed not to hear, intently watching the news on television.

However, Yukino knew that she had heard it.

Breakfast was very light and contained no meat, presumably to take into account her psychological stress and deliberately avoid ingredients that might trigger certain associations.

After breakfast, Yukino went out and found that the driver was already waiting outside, while her older sister was sitting in the passenger seat.

"Sister... didn't you go to the company today?" After getting into the car and starting it, driving smoothly, Yukinoshita couldn't help but ask.

"Ah, if those useless people in the company can't work without me, then I might as well fire them all," Yukinoshita Haruno replied casually while scrolling through her phone.

PS: I'll update twice a day for the next few days to accumulate some chapters. Next week I'll be practicing for my driving test and taking the exam, so I might not have time to write.

Why is nobody talking? QAQ Don't isolate me, meow.

Summer Vacation: Chapter 115 Arm Shield

After finishing the piece, Chen Yi put down his guitar and looked at Mai Sakurajima, who was recording a video on her phone.

"Yi-kun plays really well!" Mai Sakurajima exclaimed.

"I'm still quite rusty, so I specifically chose an easy one." Chen Yi put the electric guitar aside, rubbed his fingers, and saw several clear marks on them that wouldn't fade.

Chen Yi rubbed his fingers, which were still a little sore from the lack of calluses.

"Is this Yi Jun's original song? I don't think I've heard it before." Mai Sakurajima replayed the video, captivated by the boy's narrative singing style.

"It's not my original song, it's a song by my friend." Chen Yi gently closed his eyes.

How did he end up actually becoming a plagiarist?

However, many famous songs in the world have been copied, so those who want to plagiarize should think twice.

"Alright, the video recording is almost done, I should get back to work." After lying down for a while, Chen Yi stood up.

"I'm going to Futaba's place later. Do you want to come along?" Chen Yi asked Sakurajima Mai as he stuffed the VR device into his guitar bag and slung the bag over his shoulder.

"No, I'll study how to edit at home... Is your laptop password protected?"

"No, feel free to use it." After receiving an affirmative answer, Chen Yi went out alone.

......

Since it was already summer vacation, and Futaba was staying at home, she was too lazy to meet him at the school's science classroom, so she simply gave Chen Yi her home address and waited downstairs.

"Sorry I'm a little late." Chen Yi, carrying his guitar bag, hurried over.

"It's not late since it's not the agreed time." Rio Futaba glanced at her watch, then turned and walked into the apartment building.

Futaba's home is quite tidy. I had occasionally learned about Futaba's family situation before. Her parents are busy with scientific research and rarely come home. It seems that Futaba usually takes care of all the housework by herself, which is quite remarkable.

"Only instant coffee is available. Which one do you want?"

"Let's have a latte, something different."

"Replaceable battery? I hadn't considered that before." After sitting down, Rio Futaba took the VR device and looked at the few minor scratches on it, a hint of heartache flashing in her eyes.

"Also, if possible, let's make it into a smart helmet. The current shape makes the center of gravity a bit too far forward." Chen Yi listed some of the shortcomings he felt during the battle, and Rio Futaba carefully took notes.

"Oh, right." Rio Futaba seemed to remember something, opened her notebook, clicked on a blank document, and looked at Chen Yi.

"Tell me again in detail about those fake people you met at the hotel."

"Okay, first up is the mattress..."

As Chen Yi recalled the events, he observed Shuangye's expression and noticed that she was frowning, as if she had seen something very troublesome.

"Man in the Mist... Are you sure that 'pseudo-human broadcast' referred to that black shadow monster in that way?" She opened her browser, staring at Chen Yi with a serious look in her eyes.

"Yes." Chen Yi nodded.

"Okay." Rio Futaba opened her browser and quickly searched on an English forum.

"Before today, everyone generally believed that pseudo-humans were highly territorial creatures that would never appear outside of the settlement area," Rio Futaba said, uttering a vague statement.

"Is this it?" She turned the laptop screen around, and a bloody, mangled photo appeared before Chen Yi's eyes.

"It's this." Chen Yi suddenly realized something.

"The Fog Man was a South American species before this, and like other pseudo-human variants, it does not appear outside the area where it was discovered."

"This means that the appearance of the man in the fog here is most likely due to human factors."

Human factors.

Transnational crab-like tissue.

Chen Yi immediately thought of this.

"Relax, even if it's due to human factors, it's not targeted at you." Rio Futaba reassured him.

"However... until the United Nations takes down that potential crab leg organization, let's just treat it as an increase in the monthly number of fake attacks."

Rio Futaba waved her hand, picked up her mug, and took a sip of hot coffee.

"Are you staying for dinner tonight? Let me ask my mom if she's free," Rio Futaba asked casually, adjusting her glasses.

"No today, maybe in a few days," Chen Yi politely declined.

Mai Sakurajima is still waiting at home.

......

"Book signing event?"

Lying in bed, too lazy to type, Kasumigaoka Utaha received a call from her editor, Machida Sonoko.

“Yes, after the first volume sold so well, you haven’t held a book signing event yet. The higher-ups believe that holding such events will help increase the novel’s exposure,” Machida Sonoko explained.

"A book signing event..." Kasumigaoka hesitated, as she had never appeared in public before.

“The main reason is that the higher-ups think they can use your status as a young female writer for marketing purposes… Of course, if you’re not happy about it, I’ll go and explain it to them,” Machida Sonoko added.

"Hmm, let me think about it... I don't think I need an answer right away, do I?"

"At the latest, by tomorrow noon. Because there's a gap in the summer vacation and no veteran writers are holding press conferences, this window is quite valuable. If you miss it, it's gone forever," Machida Sonoko replied.

"Understood, thank you Machida, editor." Kasumigaoka hung up the phone and rolled around on the bed.

"A book signing event..." Kasumigaoka was conflicted.

Ask your junior.

She thought of Chen Yi.

"Junior, are you free? Are you coming to my novel signing event?" He grabbed his phone from the bedside table, opened Chen Yi's chat window, and typed away.

"Which day? I'll make time to go." Chen Yi replied shortly after.