Crossover Anime: Edit everything, join the chat group

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In the chat group, March 1's boast, "I'm 6 meters tall!" was like a bucket of cold water poured into a boiling oil pan, instantly turning the entire chat from a passionate and righteous battle of the strong into a silly and funny abyss.

[Jewel Magician]: ...Idiot! Stop making your height joke at a time like this!

[Little Thief Cat]: Pfft... Although it's very inappropriate, but... I'm sorry, I really laughed.

【Alicia】: Hehe, Miss March 7th is still so energetic, so cute.

The girls in the group started complaining, and the slight tension that had been there because of the "strongest" topic dissipated considerably.

However, Tokisaki Kurumi, whose D is "Nightmare," was not swayed by this sudden absurdity. She keenly sensed the unspoken understanding behind everyone's sarcastic remarks, a tacit agreement pointing to the same answer.

[Nightmare]: It seems the answer is already quite obvious.

[Nightmare]: That D is the "Observer," the strongest among you, right?

[Gem Magician]: ...Although I'm very unwilling, that's the truth. That guy is an absolute monster, outside the norm.

[Ice Queen]: Hmph, the strong deserve respect. Your strength, Observer, is beyond question.

Rin Tohsaka and Esdeath, the Ice Queen, two proud women who are among the top combatants in their respective worlds, unhesitatingly pushed Gu Chuan onto the throne of "highest combat power".

This completely ignited Kurumi Tokisaki's curiosity.

[Nightmare]: Oh? To receive such high praise from two people, it seems that this "Observer" is indeed exceptional.

[Nightmare]: Well then, Mr. Observer, would you be interested in... sparring with me? Oh dear, it's been a long time since I've encountered an opponent who can pique my interest.

Her words were filled with undisguised, eager provocation and anticipation. Her wine-red eyes, which seemed to contain endless time and space, appeared to be observing Gu Chuan with great interest through the screen.

Faced with this sudden challenge, Gu Chuan simply yawned, holding the sleeping golden retriever in his arms, and responded lazily.

[Observer]: Let's skip the friendly competition, I'm busy right now.

[Observer]: Moreover, the system stipulates that group members cannot engage in cross-world battles outside of the "Doomsday Journey" mission. So, forget about it.

[Nightmare]: ..."Walking Together in the Apocalypse"?

Kurumi Tokisaki keenly grasped this keyword.

[Observer]: Literal meaning. When a member's world encounters a "doomsday" disaster capable of causing world destruction, the system will initiate a companion mission, allowing other members to go and provide support. By the way, your world should be next soon.

【nightmare】:……!

[Observer]: Your world should be classified as an "abnormal apocalypse." That is to say, what caused the destruction of your world was not a natural disaster, but some kind of man-made or unconventional "abnormal factor."

Gu Chuan's words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Kurumi's heart!

Her pupils contracted sharply. For the first time, she truly felt the unfathomable and terrifying power of this "observer"—he could even pinpoint the type of apocalypse in his own world!

[Little Thief Cat]: Speaking of which, the term "abnormal apocalypse" sounds familiar... Oh right! Mr. Gu Chuan mentioned before that a similar situation occurred in my world! There was a guy called... "Reborn One," who lured an evil dragon to my hometown!

Nami's words opened the door to a new world for Kurumi once again.

[Nightmare]: A Reborn Person...? What is this?

At this moment, Tokisaki Kurumi was like a sponge thrown into water, frantically absorbing all the new knowledge about the world, the apocalypse, abilities, and rules in the chat group at an astonishing speed. Her powerful learning and adaptability were on full display at this moment.

[Blue-haired ahoge]: Ah! I know that! Reborn people are those who have died once and come back to life! Just like this goddess! But this goddess is far superior to them! I am a god! A god! You must respect me!

[Blue Hair Ahoge]: By the way! To celebrate the arrival of this goddess, would any of you be interested in joining our great Axis Cult? Joining now will not only grant you the goddess's blessing, but also allow you to drink clean water every day!

The goddess of wisdom, Aqua, once again successfully drew everyone's attention in a bizarre direction with her unique and utterly illogical pronouncements.

Throughout the entire process, the newcomer nicknamed "Little Fox Demon" remained silent, like a true ghost, so quiet that one almost forgot she existed.

Meanwhile, the real world.

Inside the master bedroom on the second floor of the Sawamura family's luxurious villa.

Eriri slowly opened her eyes amidst a strange palpitation.

Outside the window, the moonlight was like water, tranquil and cool. The room was dark, with only the hazy moonlight filtering through the curtains, barely outlining the room's shape.

The warm embrace that had made her feel safe and secure all night was gone.

"Gu Chuan...?"

She called out softly involuntarily, but received no response.

A strange feeling, a mixture of loss and unease, quietly welled up in her heart. She threw back the covers, got out of bed barefoot. The waves of soreness and weakness deep within her body made her blush, but it also made her recall more clearly the passionate and frenzied "fighting game" of the previous night.

She tiptoed out of the room, wanting to see what Gu Chuan was doing. However, when she reached the top of the stairs leading to the living room on the first floor, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

On the living room sofa, a slender yet familiar figure sat quietly.

In the dim light, the person did not turn on the light, but simply let the cool moonlight fall on her, casting her shadow long and long on the clean floor.

That silent, sculpted back, at this moment, exuded a suffocating, powerful sense of oppression.

It's Mom...Sawamura Spencer Sayuri.

She...was she waiting for me?

Eriri's heart leaped into her throat. She stood at the top of the stairs, unsure whether to go in or back, completely at a loss, like a child who had done something wrong and was awaiting judgment.

The air seemed to completely freeze at this moment.

The mother and daughter stood facing each other silently, one on top and one on the bottom, one sitting and one standing, separated by a dim and ambiguous distance.

An awkward and tense atmosphere spread rapidly in the quiet living room.

Sayuri slowly turned her head, her beautiful blue eyes, just like Eriri's, shining brightly in the darkness. Her gaze calmly fell on her daughter's body, clad in a thin nightgown and exuding a languid, post-coital aura, a complex and unfathomable emotion flashing deep within her eyes.

Actually, she didn't object to her daughter being with Gu Chuan.

It could even be said that in her heart, she had long since accepted the boy who had descended like a god and saved her and her daughter from everything, whether it was during her daughter's most painful moments or when her family was in the most danger.

She felt that it was a blessing from several lifetimes that her daughter could be with such an outstanding, even "inhuman" being.

What she worried about was...would her daughter get too deeply involved? Would she...cross the line too early due to a momentary impulse at an age when her mind is not yet fully mature, and do something she would regret in the future?

After a long silence, so long that Eriri almost thought it was just her imagination, Sayuri's clear, slightly hoarse voice finally broke through the quiet living room.

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"...Did you take any safety precautions?"

boom--!

This question, so plain yet so direct it was practically a nuclear explosion, instantly sent Eriri's already blank mind, which was filled with guilt, into a complete frenzy!

"I...I...I..."

Her cheeks flushed crimson in an instant, as if they were about to bleed. She stammered, her words incoherent, her mind a complete mess.

Safety measures?

How to explain?

Should I tell my mother that Gu Chuan's abilities are so special that he can perfectly control even this kind of thing and doesn't need that kind of thing at all?

Can ordinary people really understand such a divine setting that transcends the laws of life?

Under Sayuri's calm yet oppressive gaze, Eriri's internal struggle ultimately ended with "confessing and receiving leniency."

With her head down, she unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes with both hands, and in a voice softer than a mosquito's hum, almost inaudible, she recounted the events, as well as Gu Chuan's inexplicable "special" nature, in a truthful, albeit fragmented, manner.

The living room fell into a deathly silence once again.

This time, it was Sayuri's turn to be completely shocked and confused.

She stared blankly at her daughter, whose face was flushed with embarrassment, yet whose expression carried a hint of "happiness" and "sweetness" that she did not understand. Deep within her heart, a tidal wave of emotions surged.

My own daughter...

That timid yet proud daughter who once became withdrawn due to school bullying, unable to even communicate normally with strangers...

Without realizing it, I had completely transformed into a different "world" that I no longer recognized.

"……Yeah."

After a long while, Xiaobaihe finally managed to squeeze out those two dry words. She didn't say anything more, but silently stood up from the sofa and walked back to her room with somewhat unsteady steps.

With a "bang," the door was gently closed.

She leaned against the cold door, listening to her heart pounding like a drum, unable to calm down for a long time.

105 Girls Can't Be Seen

The next morning, as the first rays of sunlight streamed through the gaps in the blinds and fell on the apartment floor, Gu Chuan was already refreshed and ready for everything.

He glanced at the still-closed door next door and knew without a doubt that Eriri was unlikely to get up today. As for the "confrontation of the century" between mother and daughter last night, and Aunt Sayuri's complex inner thoughts that could fill a million-word novel, Gu Chuan remained calm and composed, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Anyway, I've done what I needed to do and know what I needed to know. The rest is up to time.

He hummed a tune leisurely as he boarded the train bound for Toyonosaki Academy.

Just as he sat down by the window, a vibrant, slightly exaggerated, and enthusiastic female voice rang out from beside him.

"Wow! Dude, your eyes... they're gold! So cool! Are you wearing colored contact lenses? What brand are they? The color is so natural!" "603"

Gu Chuan turned his head at the sound and saw a tall girl with bright blonde hair, exquisite makeup, and a "hot girl" vibe. She was staring at him with her big, bright eyes full of undisguised amazement and curiosity.

She was wearing the same school uniform as Gu Chuan, from Toyonosaki Academy.

"Kitagawa Kaimu?" The name flashed through Gu Chuan's mind instantly.

"I guess it's something I was born with," he replied casually, neither admitting nor denying it.

"Born that?!" Kitagawa Kaimu's eyes widened even more. She was as excited as if she had discovered a new continent, and she immediately came over to her. "Wow! That's so cool! Hey, I'm Kitagawa Kaimu, from Class 5, Grade 1! And you?"

Her enthusiasm was like the summer sun, so dazzling that it was almost impossible to look directly at her.

"Gu Chuan, Class 3, Grade 11".

"Gu Chuan-kun? What a beautiful name!" Kitagawa Haimu clasped her hands together, her eyes sparkling like stars. "Um... Gu Chuan-kun! I... I have a favor to ask! Are you... are you interested in cosplay?"

"COSPLAY?"

“Yes! It’s cosplay!” Once her hobby was mentioned, Kitagawa Kaimu’s chatterbox completely opened up. She gestured wildly and talked non-stop, “I’m currently obsessed with a manga called ‘Wet Woman 2’! The male protagonist, Kuroe Shizuku, is a super handsome, cold on the outside but warm on the inside type! I was worried about not finding a suitable cosplayer, but the moment I saw Gu Chuan-kun, I felt… you are Shizuku-sama herself! Whether it’s your figure, your looks, or that black hair and those golden eyes! You’re practically a character straight out of the manga!”

She became more and more excited as she spoke, and finally even put her hands together and bowed deeply to Gu Chuan.

"So! Please! Gu Chuan-jun! You absolutely must be my model! I will make the most perfect clothes!"

Faced with this enthusiastic girl who seemed like a "social terrorist," Gu Chuan couldn't help but chuckle. He thought about it; his so-called "unconventional research club" was getting bored anyway, so finding something to do seemed like a good idea.

“Okay.” He nodded.

"R-Really?! That's amazing!" Kitagawa Haimu was so excited she almost jumped up. She frantically pulled her phone out of her bag. "Then, then, then! Let's add each other's contact information! I'll send you the character design for Shizuku-sama!"

The two quickly exchanged contact information, establishing an initial friendship that would pave the way for future cooperation.

Just then, the tram suddenly jolted.

"ah--!"

A short, startled cry came from not far away.

A girl with long, straight black hair, delicate and quiet features, and a somewhat timid appearance, seemed to have tripped over something and, without warning, fell straight down onto the hard floor.

The surrounding passengers gasped quietly, but no one had time to step forward and help.

However, in Gu Chuan's eyes, he saw a completely different scene.

Behind the black-haired girl, a malevolent spirit, its body pitch black, twisted like mud, with countless blood-red eyes, and filled with an ominous and venomous aura, was clinging to her!

It was this evil spirit that, with its invisible, malicious limbs, wrapped itself around the girl's ankles, causing her to fall!

"My knees... hurt so much..."

The girl, Miko Yotsuya, hugged her knees, tears welling in her eyes from the pain. But what truly terrified her wasn't the physical pain, but the terrifying monster that only she could see was crawling on her back, its face covered in countless eyeballs pressed against the back of her neck, hissing and laughing maniacally!

She was so frightened that her whole body stiffened, her face turned pale, and she didn't dare to breathe. She could only desperately repeat in her heart, "You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me."

Just as she was about to be completely consumed by the fear that originated from the depths of her soul, a warm yet strong hand gently rested on her shoulder.

A gentle, spring-like voice sounded above her head.

"Excuse me, are you alright? Can you stand up?"

Yotsuya Miko slowly raised her head, and what came into view was the black-haired boy with beautiful golden eyes who had just been chatting happily with the blonde stunner.

It was him...?

Why would he help me? Isn't he afraid of being haunted by that monster?