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

"Hmm, try holding the broom above your head and shouting 'Ex-Curry Stick'."

"Ex—Curry Stick!"

"Click"

The limited edition of our King, unleashing his Noble Phantasm...

Kitahara Sosuke and Airi were both happy to take pictures and pose, so they kept changing poses until sweat dripped down their foreheads before they stopped to rest.

"Where's Seven Sauce?"

"Marina has finished packing her things and gone back to her room to do her homework. It seems like the workload for third-year middle school students is quite heavy."

Tired from playing, Airi sat on Kitahara Sosuke's lap, absentmindedly flipping through the photos he had just taken. She was quite pleased with the photos, occasionally uploading her favorites to her phone.

Okay, Marina is not only well-behaved and sensible, but also virtuous and loving to her family, and she excels in her studies.

"By the way, Ellie, how about I create an account for you? You can try uploading your cosplay photos."

Seeing the other person's delighted expression, Kitahara Sousuke couldn't help but make a suggestion.

Although she only got her hair done and changed her contact lenses today, the striking resemblance between Airi and Artoria made even the simple styling look incredibly stunning.

Kitahara Sosuke didn't intend for Airi to make money through cosplay or similar activities in the future; he just noticed that his sister seemed quite interested in these things.

Well, it's definitely not because I want to watch it later.

What website?

"this."

Kitahara Sousuke opened his phone's browser bookmarks and found the URL for C-site, a website that brings together professional and amateur cosplay enthusiasts from all over Japan. Users can freely upload their cosplay photos and like and comment on their favorite cosplays.

"Let me be healthy."

Ellie randomly clicked on a cosplay of an unfamiliar character. The costume didn't particularly interest her, but she was drawn to the various comments below.

"Oh my, Marlene's new creation!"

"My God! It's the real Shizuku Kuroe!"

"Waaaaah, I really want to be stepped on..."

"..."

"It looks quite interesting."

Ellie kept scrolling through cosplay pictures and corresponding comments, her eyes sparkling.

So, without Kitahara Sosuke's help, Airi created her own account. The new account only had a blank profile picture and a blank homepage. Airi changed the profile picture to her favorite teddy bear image, and then randomly filled in information such as her age and date of birth.

Then, I picked out a few photos that I was really happy with and uploaded them one by one. Suddenly, my quiet personal homepage became lively, filled with images of Artoria from various angles.

However, most of the photos focus on Airi's face and upper body, since this cosplay was just a spur-of-the-moment thing for Kitahara Sosuke and Airi, and they didn't even prepare the King's most classic armor.

Good equipment is half the battle. In the cosplay community, there is a long-standing unspoken rule against criticizing appearances, since everyone initially spends time and energy to recreate the characters in their hearts out of love and passion.

However, as the community grew, all sorts of strange and bizarre things emerged, and the rule of not criticizing appearances began to be questioned as to whether it was really reasonable. After all, the threshold for cosplay is too low now, and many people can cosplay a character simply by putting on an outfit.

This time, Ellie was the opposite. She didn't even bother to change into a similar costume. She just changed her hairstyle and contact lenses and dressed lightly. However, she was much better than those predecessors who ordered expensive cosplay costumes in terms of the character's temperament and accuracy.

The only downside was that the king's signature ahoge (cowlick) wasn't done well. Kitahara Sosuke clicked his tongue in disappointment, then another funny idea popped into his head.

"Ellie, don't move."

"Ok?"

Ellie looked up in confusion.

Kitahara Sosuke plucked a small lock of hair from Airi's head, held it in his palm as if to pull it out, and then held his phone out in front of the two of them.

"Click"

The King was born with his ahoge (cowlick) held in his hand.

Although Airi didn't understand the reference, she found it quite amusing. Without Kitahara Sousuke saying anything, she automatically saved the image, uploaded it to her homepage, and pinned it to the top.

Ellie's cosplay was uploaded relatively late, but it happened to be at the very top of the latest uploads. She set the cover image to show herself wearing a nightgown, holding a broom, and releasing curry sticks.

Perhaps it was because it was nighttime, but the otaku started hiding under the covers and opening their phones to look at websites that they couldn't watch in front of their parents, and C-site gradually became lively.

Ellie's homepage views quickly increased, reaching over twenty views in less than ten minutes. The people on C-site were also quite enthusiastic; everyone was doing this out of love, so a promising talent like her deserves more encouragement.

"Greetings, my king."

"Where my king's sword points, my heart follows."

"How adorable my king is! Is that the Contract Victory Broomstick?!"

"Ah, my king is so small and soft..."

Ellie happily refreshed the comment section. Every time she saw a new comment praising her, she would give it a sweet thumbs up. If some bored person came to nitpick, she would give Kitahara Sosuke's thigh a good punch.

Why did you hit me?

As Ellie was scrolling through the comments, a new comment suddenly caught her attention.

"I wish I could sleep with my king like this."

She glanced furtively at Kitahara Sousuke behind her, and while he wasn't looking, quickly liked the comment.

Chapter Thirty: Attempting Physical Enhancement

April is the perfect time for exercise.

"Okay, the warm-up is over. Now you can form teams and practice freely."

Today's PE class was tennis. After class, the students went to meet up with their friends and find places to practice. There's nothing more blissful than having PE class in Japan.

Groups of girls, dressed in white tracksuits and red shorts, chatted and laughed, their long, fair legs exuding youthful vitality, and some of their breasts surging due to vigorous exercise—a scene almost impossible to witness in my previous life.

Snapped--

Kitahara Sosuke was jolted back to reality by a slap on the shoulder.

"Hey Kitahara, haven't you found a partner either?"

Kitahara Sousuke turned around and recognized the person as Suzuki Takuma, who was in the same class as him. Suzuki was a member of the basketball team and his 1.9-meter height made him an extremely conspicuous figure in the class.

"What a coincidence, me too. Nobody really wants to team up with me for practice. How about we team up?"

Suzuki Takuma scratched his head and revealed an innocent smile. Kitahara Sosuke glanced at the other's arm, which was thicker than his own thigh, and his lips twitched involuntarily.

"With your physique, teaming up with you would probably turn it into a murder tennis match," Kitahara Sousuke thought to himself.

He unconsciously took a step back, just about to refuse the other person, when he realized that while he was admiring the beautiful girls' graceful figures, everyone had already paired up, leaving only himself and the big guy in front of him alone.

"Ok."

Kitahara Sousuke had no choice but to nod helplessly. After all, he still had his enhancement skills, so surely he wouldn't be powerless to fight back?

Takuma Suzuki happily hugged his shoulder: "That's more like it, Sosuke. I'll just call you Sosuke, you can call me Takuma."

It hurt terribly; it felt like a tiger had grabbed his body, and he could hear a creaking, groaning sound coming from between his bones. Just to be on the safe side, he used his appraisal skill to confirm.

Takuma Suzuki

Male

194cm, 92kg

Private Toyonosaki Academy, 2nd year, Class A

Strength 89

Physical strength 86

Intelligence 67

Agility 68

Interests: Basketball, Karate, Tea Ceremony

Assessment result: Ace of the basketball team at Toyonosaki Private Academy, and also skilled in karate, possessing physical abilities far exceeding those of his peers, which occasionally leads to isolation. Although his tall stature intimidates strangers, he is actually a cheerful person and enjoys great popularity within the basketball team.

Ah, what kind of Japanese high school student is this? He really did transmigrate into an everyday world, right? Kitahara Sousuke rarely sees anyone at school whose strength and physique both exceed 75.

"Do you want me to let you win?" Although he is a member of the basketball team, Suzuki is good at many sports.

Kitahara rolled his eyes, tossed the ball with his right hand, swung his racket with his left, and hit the ball with a force that went straight through the net.

After a few rounds of warm-up shots, Kitahara tightened his grip on the racket, "Here it comes—" and with a flick of his wrist, he accelerated and returned the ball.

"Oh, Sousuke, are you on fire now?" Suzuki Takuma easily caught Kitahara's return and then retaliated. Suzuki Takuma glanced at Kitahara's left hand as he swung his racket.

"Sou-suke, that's surprising. You're left-handed? I never noticed before—hey!"

Suzuki silently thought to himself as he caught Kitahara Daiki's return ball again, noting that the skill and power were far greater than he had imagined.

"Yes."

Kitahara Sousuke returned the ball with a shot. At first, the opponent controlled the power of the return shot very well, but after realizing that Kitahara Sousuke could withstand it, he began to increase the power, as if he was testing his own limits.

"So, do you left-handed people eat and write with your left hand?"

"Yes, there are some, but my mother didn't approve of me writing with my left hand when I was a child. Now I can write with both hands."

The ball returned at a rather steep angle, and Kitahara couldn't catch it in time. He turned around, retrieved the ball that had bounced off the court, and wiped the sweat from his brow. An ordinary person's physique can't compare to that of an athletic enthusiast like Suzuki.

"I have no choice but to... strengthen my body!"

Kitahara Sousuke also wanted to test the effects of the skill, since he hadn't used it in actual combat since gaining the physical enhancement.

Upon receiving the serve again, Kitahara Sousuke easily absorbed the opponent's force, flicking his wrist to hit the ball to the backcourt.

"Oh my, I'm fired up too!"

For the first time, Suzuki Takuma felt that he no longer needed to consciously suppress his strength during sparring, and he let out an excited roar.

Although the opponent's physique didn't seem to have the explosive power, it seemed that no matter how much of my strength I used, the opponent could withstand it.

It's been a long time since I've encountered an opponent like this.