Anime Crossover: My Online Romance is Megumi Kato

"If Yuta isn't here, it's really no fun eating just the two of us, Eriri and I..."

Are you treating me like a side dish to accompany your meal? Or did you and Eriri stop eating when I wasn't around?

Yuta Kijima was speechless.

He found that Sayuri Sawamura in front of him was becoming increasingly strange. The lunch he had just eaten had already put him under a lot of pressure, and if he stayed any longer in the evening, he didn't know what kind of trouble they would cause.

"Next time for sure, Aunt Sawamura."

Yuta Kijima declined.

Seeing his resolute attitude, Sayuri Sawamura did not continue to persuade him. Even if one wanted to find a rich husband, one had to take the long way and wait patiently. Being too hasty in pulling the lever could easily lead to a mistake.

Sawamura Sayuri gently tapped her chin, a regretful expression on her pretty face: "That's a real pity. Then let Eriri see you out."

Eriri glared at her mother and said, "Of course!"

Then she glanced at Yuta Kijima, who was following behind her, and instructed, "Let's go, Yuta, don't worry about this old lady!"

It's because her mother is always like this that she doesn't like to bring friends over to her house.

As he followed Eriri toward the door, Yuta Kijima also said goodbye to Sayuri Sawamura, who was sitting on the sofa, saying, "I'm sorry to have bothered you today, Aunt Sawamura."

"Not at all." Sayuri Sawamura shook her head with a light laugh, and said with a smile, "Yuta, you should come to my house more often in the future. Next time, I will dismiss all the other staff at the house, so no one else will bother you."

"Farewell..."

Yuta Kijima wished he could slap himself across the face right then and there. He just wanted to get away from this woman who was full of nonsense; he was no match for her at all.

"See you next time, Yuta-kun!"

"Next time for sure, Aunt Sawamura."

After giving a perfunctory reply, Yuta Kijima quickly followed Eriri's pace.

……

"See you tomorrow morning, Eriri."

"See you tomorrow morning, Yuta."

Watching the figure gradually disappear into the distance, Eriri felt a sense of loss for some reason.

Is it because the departure of a close friend or confidant is a bit painful?

As Eriri was thinking this and preparing to turn around, she suddenly felt a figure standing behind her. Before she knew it, she had been touched in a soft bosom.

"Huh? Eriri finally remembered how good her mother was, and now she's hugging me."

Sawamura Sayuri's teasing and charming voice rang out.

Eriri quickly got off her, looking furious, and said, "Mom! You've been peeking at me from behind the whole time?!"

"This is my own home, how can you call it peeping?"

Sayuri Sawamura explained with a smile, "It was just a coincidence that I stopped because I saw Eriri staring at Yuta's back with reluctance as I passed by."

"What nonsense are you spouting again!" Eriri exclaimed, her eyes widening in surprise at the explanation. "Weren't you spying from the very beginning?"

Sawamura Sayuri crossed her right arm over her chest, and with her left hand, she lightly flicked her fingers, playing with a strand of hair that fell beside her ear, before changing the subject: "By the way, Eriri, what do you think of Yuta compared to Aki Tomoya?"

"how could I know?!"

Eriri grinded her cute little fangs, so angry she wanted to bite someone.

Don't ask these irrelevant questions when I'm questioning you! Why are you dragging those two people into this again!

"Hmm... I think Yuta-kun is much better. Does Eriri think Aki Tomoya is better?" Sawamura Sayuri ignored Eriri's complaints and expressed her opinion.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Eriri raised an eyebrow, huffing, "I said I'll never get involved in Tomoya's affairs again!"

She crossed her arms and looked at him with disdain: "Besides, how can Tomoya compare to Yuta? You know, Yuta is already a bestselling light novel author, and he might even go into the manga industry in the future."

Seeing that Eriri had indeed taken the bait, Sayuri Sawamura pressed her advantage and asked, "So, what does Eriri think of Yuta?"

"?"

Upon hearing this, Eriri immediately understood the meaning behind her mother's series of questions; the key to the final answer lay here.

It was a mistake to have a conversation with my mother expecting her to be normal.

What do you think of Yuta?

Does she even need to think about it? Kijima Yuta is surrounded by so many girls now, and not all of them are idiots. Would people like someone who has no ability?

Just the fact that Hui has always been by his side is an insurmountable problem!

Although Hui usually appears to be indifferent and unassuming, a closer look reveals that she is the most stable person and can get along well with anyone.

Thinking of this, Eriri glanced helplessly at her mother and said mercilessly, "Mom, you shouldn't think about things that have no future. Do you think someone like Yuta would lack excellent girls around him?"

"You should know that your daughter is the famous Kashiwagi Eri in the industry..."

After leaving those words, Eriri departed.

Sawamura Sayuri stared blankly at her desolate figure from behind, like a dog...

After a long while, a soft murmur came from behind.

"Didn't your father win over Wan Jun back then? Why are you worried about this?"

Chapter 165 Be My Slave, Junior

Back home, after dinner, Yuta Kijima lay on the living room sofa, enjoying the rare peace and quiet.

He yawned, bored, as he watched the uninteresting anime playing on TV.

……

"Buzz~"

My phone vibrated; it was a Line message notification.

Yuta Kijima picked up his phone and opened it to see a message from Utaha-senpai.

Why is she contacting him at this time? Is it still about her novel?

They said they'd let him find a solution, but what could he possibly do to help his senior understand men? It's a problem that's fundamentally unsolvable.

Hey.

Despite his reluctance, Yuta Kijima still opened the chat interface.

Kasumigaoka Utaha: Junior? The school festival is already over, what about the promise you made to help me?

Yuta Kijima rubbed his temples in exasperation.

She tapped the screen and replied, "Senior, you're really asking me to do something unreasonable."

Kasumigaoka Utaha: I didn't make things difficult for you, junior. Since you can even guide Yuzuru, you can't possibly not be able to handle a youth novel like mine, right?

Yuta Kijima: That's because Yuzuru had already written a rough outline of the complete story a long time ago. Otherwise, how could I have such great ability to teach others?

He felt a little apprehensive; the senior's words sounded like she was subtly criticizing him.

Kasumigaoka Utaha: Really? Is what I wrote really inferior to Yuzuru's?

Yuta Kijima: No...

Kasumigaoka Utaha: I only have a few simple flaws that my junior couldn't help me with, yet he was able to help Yuzuru complete a light novel... Junior, I find it hard to believe you.

Yuta Kijima scratched his forehead.

Damn.

What exactly did the senior student find out?

……

Meanwhile, in a warm and comfortable room filled with girlish charm.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was holding her phone in front of her, full of resentment.

After a moment of silence, seeing that the other party did not reply, she became even more confident in her guess.

Her slender fingers continued to move across the screen: "Junior? You wouldn't happen to be reading Yuzuru's light novel...?"

After sending the message, Kasumigaoka Utaha patiently waited for Kijima Yuta's explanation, but she was now 80% certain of her deduction.

Sure enough, the other party replied not long after.

Yuta Kijima: Okay, I'll help you, but I don't have any plans on how. If you have any good ideas, please tell me now.

nice!

Seeing the message from the other side, which was full of compromise, Kasumigaoka Utaha knew that she had completely grasped her junior's weakness.

She suddenly threw herself into the warm blankets, then raised her head, one hand supporting her fair chin, her delicate face revealing a fox-like cunning.

How can we maximize the benefits of this matter?

After thinking for a moment, she started typing a message on the chat interface.

"Junior, then you'll have to come out and shop with me for the whole day tomorrow. But you have to listen to me all day long. If I tell you to go east, you can't go west. If I tell you to eat, you can't drink water."

"Of course, once is not enough. In order for my light novel to pass the review perfectly, you must also agree to three... no! five requests!"

On the other side of the phone screen, Yuta Kijima stared in disbelief at the constantly refreshing messages.

This is Grandma Li.

Have I fallen victim to a telecom scam? How did I suddenly become a slave?

Yuta Kijima really wanted to complain, but he held back because he remembered that his senior had somehow found out about Yuzuru's situation.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was still sending messages: "Junior, if you don't want others to know about this... you know what to do..."

"Senior, don't push your luck," Kijima Yuta replied with a gloomy face. "Besides, I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about."

"Huh? Junior, you really don't know what's going on?"

"I don't know." Adhering to the reason that his senior hadn't made clear, Kijima Yuta gritted his teeth and stubbornly refused to admit what it was, otherwise he would have to bear unimaginable slave documents.

"Since you're unwilling to talk about it, junior, I'll go find Yuzuru tomorrow. I'm sure she'll be willing to help me solve the problem in the light novel." Kasumigaoka Utaha puffed out her cheeks slightly, seeing her junior's nonchalant attitude.

She doesn't like to force others, but since you're being unreasonable, this is a good option.

Seeing this, Kijima Yuta sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.