Crossover Anime: The Heroine's Savior in the Other World

"Actually, establishing a sense of presence is sometimes very simple, like changing your hairstyle or something."

Kitahara Sousuke suggested.

"Yes, Kitahara-kun has changed a lot since junior high school."

Kato Megumi nodded in agreement, keeping her words in mind.

"There's also the issue of funding. Mr. Ethics, you don't really think that the expenses of making a game can be afforded by a few students, do you?"

Ahead, Kasumigaoka Utaha was still lecturing the other person incessantly.

"I will work even harder!"

Aki Tomoya wiped away non-existent cold sweat from his brow and nervously assured him.

"There's also the follow-up publicity and distribution work, and manpower is a big problem. If we hire people, we'll be back to the issue of funding... Mr. Ethics, do you think we can solve this problem by just hiring people?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha seemed to have gotten tired of talking. She opened the drink that Aki Tomoya had just offered and took a big gulp.

"Seriously, Renya, why don't you just buy a few lottery tickets? Maybe that will solve the problem."

Eriri chimed in with a sarcastic remark.

"boom!"

All eyes immediately turned to Kitahara Sousuke, and even he, with his thick skin, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Um, sorry, please continue."

Kitahara Sosuke awkwardly withdrew his fist from the table. He lowered his head, packed his things, stood up, and took two steps, then seemed to remember something.

"Kato-kun, could you please lock the door when you leave?"

Kitahara Sousuke took a key out of his pocket and handed it to the other person.

"OK, all right."

Kato Megumi nodded.

"Thank you for reminding me, Sawamura-kun. Don't worry, I won't say anything about skipping the art club activity."

As he passed by Eriri, Kitahara Sosuke smiled and thanked her; he was in a very good mood.

"You bastard, I didn't... I remember now, you're that troublemaker from the first grade class!"

Kitahara Sousuke nodded. Yin Jiao, to be fair, wasn't entirely wrong. He had just lost his father in his first year of high school, and the impact on his personality had indeed made him a bit withdrawn.

Kitahara Sousuke walked briskly out of the school. It was truly a relief to have resolved a major issue that had been weighing on his mind. It's true what they say: those involved are often blinded by their own perspective, while bystanders see things more clearly.

"Buying lottery tickets... is really constructive."

As Kitahara Sousuke pondered this, he couldn't help but laugh. What might be a pipe dream for others was a natural progression for him.

Why be a plagiarist? Copying and rewriting requires a lot of brainpower, and you also have to be careful to avoid copying others' work. Japan is a country that takes copyright issues very seriously.

"Boss, bring out all your lottery tickets so I can choose carefully."

Chapter Fifteen: I, Kitahara Sousuke, Didn't Use any cheat codes.

"Boss, bring out all your lottery tickets!"

Although he really wanted to say it, he was afraid he would be seen as a strange person. Not only that, but to be on the safe side, Kitahara Sousuke deliberately chose a shop that was quite far from both the school and his home.

Well, the lady at the lottery shop looked a bit idle, so just in case, Kitahara Sousuke first checked the lottery tickets on the table not far from the shop entrance.

The message "Benefits -300" popped up quickly, very good.

"Hello, I'd like to choose carefully. Could you please take out the lottery tickets sold here in order and let me see them?"

The woman looked at the other person in surprise, then took out the lottery ticket.

"Okay, let's examine it."

The light blue panel displaying the test results kept flashing on Kitahara Sousuke's retina.

"Even if you look at it so carefully, you still won't win. It's better to trust your gut feeling."

The older woman couldn't help but chuckle as she looked at Kitahara Sousuke's serious expression, as if he were appraising an antique.

Have I encountered such meticulous customers before? But Kitahara Sousuke remained unmoved and continued to unleash his appraisal skills.

-300

-300

+200

-300

……

Ah, this is it—group 59, number 1612868, the result of the appraisal is: third prize, 5 million!

"This! Please give me this!"

"Okay, thank you... 300 doors."

"By the way, I'd like to try scratch-off lottery tickets too."

Kitahara Sousuke's attention was drawn to a lottery game with a different kind of entertainment hanging on another wall.

Just like before, Kitahara Sosuke used his appraisal skill on each of the hundreds of cards, and under the shopkeeper's unfriendly gaze, picked out nearly 30 cards with relatively high value.

The grand prize is kept in the prop box, and the remaining scratch cards can be used as spare change for daily expenses.

"Hello, could I have a scratch card... Eh? Kitahara-kun?"

"...Good afternoon, Aoyama-kun."

When his name was called, Kitahara Sosuke looked up and saw a girl with a brown ponytail standing behind him, her dark golden eyes shining brightly.

To be honest, it was quite a challenge to remember the names of nearly 30 new classmates during the self-introduction session this morning. So Kitahara Sosuke had to resort to methods like "cute," "eye color," and "hairstyle" to help him remember them.

The general process is a line of reasoning: "Girl → Acquaintance → New classmate? → Brown ponytail → Aoyama Nanami".

Aoyama Nanami

158cm, 51kg

Class A, second grade, private Toyosaki Academy

Strength 42

Physical strength 58(-10)

Intelligence 82

Agility 41

Hobbies: Reading, voice acting

Assessment results: Humble and conscientious, highly independent, capable of mature independent thinking, but also prone to pushing herself too hard. She loves the voice acting profession, but due to conflicts with her parents, she came to Tokyo alone to study, supporting herself and her training course fees through part-time jobs. Currently, she is in a state of severe sub-health.

"Kitahara-kun seemed to hesitate when he called my name just now."

"Sorry……"

The apology came so quickly, but it was still figured out. Why didn't they just use an authentication test?

"It's okay, I'll forgive you since it's only the first day."

The girl's enthusiastic personality quickly dispelled the only awkwardness between them.

"Aoyama-kun, are you still out so late?"

"You just finished your part-time job, Kitahara-kun? Are you playing scratch-off lottery tickets?"

"Hmm, Aoyama-kun too?"

"I come here to try my luck when I'm in a good mood, and I sometimes win a little money."

Aoyama Nanami extended her index finger and thumb, leaving only a tiny gap between the two fingertips, and winked playfully.

"Shall we give it a try today?"

Kitahara Sousuke pulled out a scratch-off lottery ticket and handed it to the other person.

"Uh-huh."

Aoyama Nanami took two 100-yen coins from her bag and handed them to the shopkeeper, eager to try her luck at the draw.

"I'll shave when I get home."

Kitahara Sousuke suggested.

"Eh? Why?"

"Didn't you just finish your work? You have to be sincere when it comes to scratching lottery tickets. You should at least go home and wash your hands before you start."

Kitahara Sousuke smiled slyly, while shaking the thick stack of scratch-off lottery tickets in his hand.

"That's how I always prepare."

"Strange statement..."

Although somewhat doubtful, Aoyama Nanami readily agreed and stuffed the card into her bag. She could redeem the prize anytime anyway.

See you tomorrow, Aoyama-kun.

"See you tomorrow."

……

"I am back."

"Nissan, welcome home."