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

"Is that so? Lord Ling is the main focus?!"

"I want twin sisters too, twin sisters!"

……

“That’s interesting, send it to me.”

Hoshizuki Rin seemed to have finished reading the post and nodded in satisfaction. She then took Kitahara Sousuke's phone and fiddled with it for a while. By the time the latter got his phone back, he had a new friend named "Rin" in his LINE contacts.

A few minutes later, an ID named "Maple" suddenly contacted him on Line. Kitahara Sousuke immediately felt a headache coming on. Looking at the profile picture, which was exactly the same as the one of the newly added IDs named "Rin," he knew without a doubt who it was.

I had just passed the verification when the other party immediately sent me a question mark.

Kitahara Sosuke didn't know what to say, so he could only reply with a "?".

Then the other party sent two screenshots of the posts that Kitahara Sousuke and Rin had just browsed, followed by a larger screenshot:

"Kitahara Sousuke expressed his approval of the post."

"Starry Moon Bell liked the post."

Kitahara Sousuke: "???"

Chapter Twenty: I'm Not a Scumbag

The post went viral, proving that there's no shortage of observant people in the world. Sure enough, it wasn't long before the screenshot of the person who liked the post was pinned to the top of the thread, drawing endless cries of envy and lamentation.

"Damn it, may all the popular people explode!"

Are they openly showing affection?

"I don't believe it, it must be a coincidence."

"Give up, upstairs. Didn't you see that the likes were posted in less than a minute?"

……

Not long after, Hoshizuki Kaede, who had rushed back from the student council office, grabbed Kitahara Sousuke's tie and hurriedly walked out of the classroom again.

"You guy!"

After turning a corner, Hoshizuki Kaede led the other person to a less crowded corridor, holding their tie with one hand and bracing the other hand against the wall to the right of Kitahara Sōsuke's head.

It's like a delinquent girl asking a passing student for pocket money, but unfortunately, if you can ignore the fact that the student is trying to tiptoe.

"How did this guy grow so tall!" Xingyue Feng complained, extremely annoyed.

At 165cm tall, the Hoshizuki sisters are not considered short among the petite and cute Japanese high school girls. After all, according to the last Japanese population survey, the average height of 17-year-old Japanese women is around 157.63cm. Unfortunately, they met Kitahara Sosuke.

"Why don't you take a break first?" Kitahara Sousuke kindly suggested.

"Tch." Xingyue Feng returned to her arms-crossed posture. "Don't think you'll get away with this."

Kitahara Sousuke's head was throbbing again. He hadn't done anything wrong, but he felt like he had made a mistake. Just as he was trying to explain himself, a hushed discussion suddenly broke out nearby.

"Hey, look, that's the guy who's hooked up with the Star and Moon sisters."

"What? He's not even that handsome."

There's no need to keep emphasizing this.

"This guy actually dated twins at the same time. Does he have some kind of weird fetish?"

"Maybe he's a sister-obsessed person."

No, that's not true!

"Nonsense, Kitahara is clearly just a siscon." Another person chimed in with their objection.

"You actually know him?"

"That guy supposedly beat up every single guy who confessed his feelings to his sister when he was in junior high."

Hey, there's no such thing as a legitimate business, is there?

"I see."

"So, your girlfriend's sister is still a sister, right?"

"My girlfriend is just a pretense; I really like my younger sister."

"The older sister is just an accessory, the younger sister is the true love."

"Damn, I'm so envious!"

……

"You lot! Stop talking badly about other people!"

Xingyue Feng, displaying the authority of a student council member, walked up to the other party with a cold face.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" The group scattered in a panic.

"They actually called me a pendant!"

Was this the key point all along?

Xingyue Feng stormed back to the classroom, no longer in the mood to scold Kitahara Sousuke.

"Is Feng angry?"

Kitahara Sousuke returned to his seat, and Hoshizuki Rin, who was sitting next to him, asked him in a low voice.

"It seems so."

Kitahara Sosuke stared at the girl in front of him, who was clearly the culprit but looked completely innocent, and he felt utterly helpless.

"Buzz"

His phone vibrated to signal a new message. Kitahara Sousuke opened the screen and saw it was a message from LINE.

Bell: "ROYCE chocolate ball.jpg, Maple loves this! Looking forward to it.jpg"

Kitahara Sousuke: "You were the one who liked this post on my phone, weren't you?"

Bell: "Yes."

Kitahara Sousuke: "..."

The acknowledgment came so quickly; the little dissatisfaction and anger that was already in my stomach suddenly got stuck in my throat after the other person said "yes," and I couldn't say anything.

Kitahara Sousuke: "Why?"

Ling: "It's funny how Feng looks when he's angry."

Ah, you have such a wonderful younger sister.

Ling: "Feng only gets angry about things he cares about."

Bell: "Keep up the good work!"

Kitahara Sousuke: "..."

……

Reliving your high school years is a wonderful thing, but relearning all the material from high school can make it a little bleak.

Kitahara Sosuke's academic performance wasn't bad before, but as the saying goes, you have to remember to forget what you learned in high school before you go to college, and Kitahara Sosuke certainly did just that.

Although he planned to choose science, Japanese high schools do not specifically differentiate between humanities and science in their daily teaching. Therefore, in order to get into a good university or achieve a better academic performance, Kitahara Sousuke had to put in some effort in history and Japanese literature.

Of course, cheating is also an option. Kitahara Sousuke tried using the Appraisal skill on a blank exam paper, and the answer was revealed. Aside from open-ended questions, any question with a standard answer can be solved using Appraisal.

Kitahara Sosuke was initially very excited, but after calming down, he forced himself to stop using his appraisal skill in this area. It might sound a bit sentimental, but Kitahara Sosuke was constantly worried about what would happen if the skill disappeared one day.

The foolish goddess came to strip him of his skills, or perhaps the skills became ineffective for some other unknown reason?

Therefore, the towering edifice of life built on appraisal skills can collapse in an instant; it's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Setting limits on the use of skills for yourself as early as possible is absolutely crucial.

However, Kitahara Sousuke also struggles with things like buying lottery tickets and subsequently using his appraisal skills to speculate in stocks. The money earned won't disappear directly when the skill is gone, but can he truly stay true to himself?

To be honest, I regret it a little. Ambition is like a flood; once the floodgates are opened, it can never be pulled back.

"In short, let's take it one step at a time. My ambition is nothing more than to have enough to eat and wear, and a wife and a comfortable home. Involution? I've been in it for half my life and I'm already fed up with it."

The morning classes passed in a cycle of Kitahara Sousuke contemplating life while jotting down a few notes.

"Kitahara, let's go together... Ah, I'm going to eat with Tanaka and the others, see you later."

Tanaka suddenly changed the subject, scratched his head, and walked away pretending nothing was wrong.

"???"

"Hey, what's up? I just refused to have dinner with you yesterday. Is your inner circle this strict?" Kitahara Sousuke complained indignantly.

"Kitahara-kun..."

Kitahara Sosuke turned around, and a pretty girl with a brown ponytail was standing behind him with her hands behind her back.

"Ah, Aoyama-kun."

"Can we have lunch together? I have something to discuss with Kitahara-kun."

For other girls, inviting a boy they just met yesterday to dinner might be a little embarrassing.

However, Aoyama Nanami brought it up naturally, neither humble nor arrogant, without any hint of romantic flirtation, as if she were extending an invitation to an ordinary friend.

She's such a cheerful girl.

"I'm sorry, I didn't bring a lunchbox today. Can I go to the cafeteria instead?"

“It’s alright, in fact, it’s great.” Aoyama Nanami nodded and took out a bento box wrapped in a tablecloth from behind her back. “I happen to have two here.”

"???"

Goodness, they came prepared.