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

Kitahara Sosuke heard Kasumigaoka Utaha's muffled voice coming from the next cubicle, followed by the rustling sound of clothes being undressed.

"Huh? It's not like I'll be locked on the rooftop all day and unable to come down."

"Correction: It's just a lunch break plus an afternoon."

Good heavens, so the senior I saw behind the locked rooftop door was still inside? What kind of brave soul did this?

Just then, the sound of trickling water from next door interrupted Kitahara Sosuke's recollection. The water started as a gentle drip and then gushed forth, lasting for almost a minute.

The senior student must have been really bored.

It felt so exciting! Kitahara Sousuke couldn't resist the urge to step over the partition and examine it closely, but he only dared to think about it in his mind. Doing such a thing would be a social death.

After all, he couldn't even explain why he was in the women's restroom. He could only see half of Kasumigaoka Utaha's indoor shoe through the gap under the suspended partition.

Kitahara Sousuke glanced guiltily at Yoshikazu Choko beside him, realizing he hadn't been listening on purpose; the sound of flowing water just happened to reach his ears.

When Kitahara Sosuke saw Yotsugu's expression, he was completely stunned. The girl was covering her mouth with both hands, staring intently at the partition, her face frighteningly red, seemingly even more engrossed than he was.

"Are you excited?"

Kitahara Sousuke wrote on the other person's arm.

Yomo Choko immediately shook her head, then, noticing Kitahara Sosuke's ambiguous smile, nodded. Since this guy already knew, there was no harm in accumulating more trouble.

"You're not really a pervert, are you?" Kitahara Sosuke asked with a wicked grin. "You get excited listening to other men using the toilet?"

"certainly not!"

Sifang Diezi pinched the other person's arm, then continued writing:

"I'm just a little nervous because I'm with Kitahara-kun and I'm afraid of being discovered."

"Immoral?"

"I only get a little excited when I encounter things that are on the fringes."

Yoko covered her mouth, trying hard to hide her heavy breathing. This was the first time she'd felt this way, more intense than when she usually hid after class.

Listening to the students chatting and laughing outside from inside the cubicle, while you're all alone... that's even more exciting.

"Isn't that just being a pervert?"

"certainly not!"

Yomo Choko clenched her fist and punched Kitahara Sousuke, but he dodged it, and her fist hit the partition with a "Duang" sound.

"Who's next door?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's alert voice immediately reached her ears. She sat on the toilet and looked down at the next stall from under the partition. The sight of two shoes, one large and one small, standing opposite each other made her hair stand on end.

She couldn't help but want to get up and leave immediately, but a girl's body structure is different from a boy's, and once she started ejaculating, it was difficult to stop halfway.

The sound of flowing water began to become intermittent.

"Kasumigaoka Utaha, what's wrong?"

Eriri, standing outside, asked impatiently.

"I think I saw two people next door."

Kasumigaoka Utaha hesitated before speaking.

"No way?"

Eriri was curious and wanted to peek through the crack in the door from the outside, but then felt it would be very indecent.

"Is there anyone in there?"

Eriri politely knocked on the door of the cubicle.

"How to do?"

Yomo Choko looked at Kitahara Sousuke in alarm. The latter raised an eyebrow, scooped her up with both hands, sat on the toilet seat, and placed Yomo Choko on his lap, making her kneel on his thighs. He then tightly embraced Yomo Choko's waist.

With a warm, fragrant body in his arms, her large breasts acted as a safety cushion between them. Kitahara Sōsuke, however, had no time to appreciate the softness of the girl's body; he gestured for Yotō Chōjō to speak.

"Yes, it's me, I'm Sifang Diezi. My stomach is a little upset."

Yotsuko felt her voice trembling. Her mind was filled with the thought, "I've been found out, I've been found out." Coupled with the masculine presence surrounding her, oh no, she was about to conceive...

"Ah, sorry to bother you." Eriri apologized politely, then angrily pounded on Kasumigaoka Utaha's door and complained in a low voice, "You're so paranoid."

"Maybe I'm seeing things?"

When Kasumigaoka Utaha looked next door again, only a pair of shoes remained, but it seemed that the owner of those little shoes had disappeared.

"This girl has such big feet."

Kasumigaoka Utaha subconsciously thought of it.

After replying with one sentence, Yotsuko remained silent. She knelt on Kitahara Sousuke, biting her lip as if enduring something. Although there was a hint of panic on the boy's face, there was more of a mischievous grin on his face, as if he had pulled off a prank.

Yoko watched as Kitahara Sosuke's face drew closer, her breathing becoming increasingly heavy, and her heartbeat rising uncontrollably.

"What is he trying to do? Here? Should I resist?"

As Yoko's heart swayed, Kitahara Sosuke had already moved past her cheek, his lips lingering near her earlobe, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Perverted Sifang, is this exciting? You're not going to—go for it, are you?"

"no……"

Just as Yomo Choko was about to retort, the other person gently blew a breath into her ear and then bit her earlobe. Instantly, Yomo Choko's body felt as if it had been struck by a heavy blow, and her last line of defense was finally broken. She tightly hugged Kitahara Sousuke, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Chapter Fifty-Two: Why are you doing this to me?

Yomo Choko wrapped her arms around Kitahara Sousuke's neck, holding him tightly. Her long legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, and her long neck was raised high like a swan struck by an arrow.

Daring not to make a sound, she bit down hard on Kitahara Sousuke's shoulder with her teeth, her small canine teeth piercing through the fabric and embedding themselves in Kitahara Sousuke's skin, along with his school uniform.

After a long while, the girl's tense body slowly relaxed, and she lay in Kitahara Sosuke's arms like a puddle of mud.

"I, what's wrong with me?"

Yomo Choko raised her head blankly from Kitahara Sousuke's shoulder, her hazy eyes as if she had just woken up, and there seemed to be a trace of drool at the corner of her mouth.

"Um, this is probably what they call ecstasy? Or what biology calls orgasm. If you're interested in the specifics, we can ask Ms. Amamiya in the infirmary together tomorrow."

Kitahara Sousuke tentatively analyzed that he hadn't expected the other party to react so strongly. He had only intended to tease her casually, but it seemed that Yomo Choko's body became exceptionally sensitive in this kind of situation.

The girl's body was soft and boneless after she had just released, and holding her felt like hugging a ball of cotton, so comfortable that one wanted to knead her body tightly.

Moreover, by simply lowering one's head slightly, one can see the rounded Northern Hemisphere through the unbuttoned collar.

"Where are they?"

Sifang Diezi looked around the partitions of the small cubicle, seemingly not yet fully awake.

"You mean Eriri Sawamura and Utaha Kasumigaoka? They've already left." Kitahara Sosuke couldn't hide his mockery. "You were probably lost in thought for two or three minutes just now. You even hummed in response when they said goodbye to you before they left."

"...Aaaaaah, get out!!!"

With a bang, Kitahara Sousuke was violently shoved out of the stall. Yomo Choko immediately latched the door, locking herself alone in the small stall. The girl sat on the toilet, panting heavily, burying her head in her arms.

"This is insane, this is insane..."

Sifang Diezi murmured to herself softly. She felt that she had never experienced anything so exciting before. The speed of her heartbeat told her that she did not dislike this kind of thing. The sense of relief she had gained from taking selfies before was insignificant compared to this experience.

"No, this is wrong..."

She couldn't help but recall the tense atmosphere and the fluttering in her body that had left her feeling dizzy and disoriented. The girl quietly checked her school uniform skirt with her hand, and... it was already soaked through.

"He's not a prince, why are we so excited?"

Yoko looked at her sticky fingers, puffed out her cheeks, and shook them violently. Then she took off her sacred object and looked at it. Damn it, it was a complete mess.

She quietly opened the cubicle door, peeked around, and saw that Kitahara Sosuke seemed to have left. Yomo Choko tiptoed to the sink, carefully scrubbed the sacred object under the tap, and then wrung it out.

She wasn't wearing anything underneath her skirt, but that didn't matter; it wasn't the first time she'd done something like this.

Sifang Diezi straightened her clothes, smoothed out the wrinkles on her skirt, and rebuttoned the collar. She then combed her short hair neatly in front of the mirror with her ever-present small comb.

My face in the mirror was flushed, with a lingering blush between my brows.

"hateful!"

Yoshiko walked out of the bathroom, leaning against the wall. The intense stimulation brought her a great sense of emptiness and physical exhaustion. For the first time, her body spasmed to the point that she could hardly walk, and her legs felt like they were cramping.

"Damn it, you had your fun and then abandoned us!"

When Sifang Diezi thought of that hateful face from just now, she really wanted to punch him hard twice right now if she could.

"Don't talk nonsense. You're the only one who's having fun. I've been holding back for ages."

Yoko felt her arm being supported by a pair of large hands, and then something round and warm was pressed against her forehead.

Sifang Diezi took it down and saw it was a can of milk. She snorted, but didn't refuse. This guy had taken advantage of her every time he wanted, so what was wrong with offering her a drink?

With a "snap," Sifang Diezi stared at the unmoving pull ring, her face turning somewhat pale. She felt like a weakling, as if her body had been hollowed out.

"Such a strong aftereffect?"

Kitahara Sosuke glanced at the other person with surprise, then reached out and took the milk, opened the tab for Yomo Choko, and then handed it back to her.

"Can you walk now?"

Kitahara Sosuke supported Yotsugu Choko's arm as he watched the girl limp along.

"My legs are a little weak..." Sifang Diezi's face fell.

"Your fetish, emmmm, needs to be addressed," Kitahara Sosuke couldn't help but laugh. "You react this strongly just to eavesdropping with someone of the opposite sex in the bathroom. What if you encounter something even more exciting in the future?"

"We weren't like this before..."

Yoko answered subconsciously, then suddenly realized what was happening and punched the other person in the stomach. Wasn't this guy the one who started it all?

"Our relationship isn't close enough for us to share our private lives!"

"You're being too formal," Kitahara Sousuke said with a grin, pulling out his phone to show her. His account and Huang Douzi had been following each other since middle school. "We've known each other for years."

"That was online, and it was a secondary account. We didn't even know you before!"

Sifang Diezi said angrily, "This guy was actually one of my first fans, and he knows all my dark history!"