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

"Actually, I've already planned everything out." Kitahara Sousuke scratched his head sheepishly. "I'll send you a short clip from the previous video anonymously, and then we'll meet in a quiet place."

You'll definitely be very panicked then, and when you come to the appointment alone, I'll make a request that you date me.

You definitely won't agree, so I'll compromise and say I'll delete the video if you're willing to go on one date with me as boyfriend and girlfriend. Even though you'll hesitate, I think you'll eventually give in.

Sifang Diezi nodded: "And then?"

"It's very simple. When we're on our date, I'll buy you a drink, put some weird drug in it, and then take you to a hotel when you're unconscious."

"We'll definitely call the police when we wake up!"

Sifang Diezi looked at the half-full cup of milkshake in her hand with a grim expression, hesitating whether she should throw it away quickly.

"Yes, definitely. But you'll find that while you were unconscious, I've arranged you in all sorts of ways and taken detailed photos of your entire body with my phone."

Kitahara Sousuke became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Then, then let's..."

"If you dare to tell anyone, I'll send these photos to Sato-senpai, or post them on the school's forum."

"We will... fight to the death."

Sifang Diezi stubbornly insisted, though lacking confidence.

"But as long as you behave well, I won't tell Senior Sato or the Shifang family. I'll let you go once I'm done playing around or after graduation. Then you can still date, marry, and live happily ever after with Senior Sato as if nothing happened."

"But……"

"You will compromise."

Yoko's face turned deathly pale. She felt that Kitahara Sousuke's words were so true that he had anticipated her every move and even her thoughts.

"Then, I'll take you to do some more exciting things—on the stairs, in the men's restroom, on the rooftop, on Sato-senpai's desk..."

"you……"

"You know your own constitution. Physical deterioration will occur faster than mental deterioration. With the help of certain medications, you might recover in about six months."

Sifang Diezi stared at her opponent in horror, her mind racing as she tried to figure out a way to break the deadlock. In the end, she had to admit that she might really not be able to escape from her opponent's grasp.

Chapter 57 Reminder

"No, that's not right!"

After a long silence, Shifang Diezi seemed to suddenly grasp something and abruptly looked up:

"Our constitution? How did you know? I don't think I told you before today. How did you plan this?"

Goodness, that's incredibly perceptive?

"I'm guessing, and even a normal physique can be modified with drugs, it just takes a little longer."

Kitahara Sosuke calmly patched up his own loopholes.

"Then, aren't you afraid that we'll really die together with you?"

Sifang Diezi, still unwilling to give up, asked.

"Do you know?"

Kitahara Sousuke asked a question in return.

"No, it won't..."

After saying this, Yoshiko slumped weakly into the sofa in the booth, looking like a little girl whose life had been ruined by fate and was utterly boring.

“That’s right. You’re the eldest daughter of the Shifang family, and you also have Sato-senpai. You have people you care about, so you would never self-destruct with someone like me.”

Don't you have any?

Yokoko gave off an expression that said, "I'm tired, let's destroy it."

"Yes, that's why I gave up, wasn't I?"

"Hehe, you're actually a pretty nice person."

"I am over-flattered."

Kitahara Sōsuke humbly cupped his hands in greeting.

"So, have you figured out how to break this deadlock?"

"No, come on, we won't resist!"

Sifang Diezi acted like a rogue, the girl slumped on the armrest of the sofa chair, completely oblivious to the fact that her movements were revealing too much of her body.

"Actually, there is."

Kitahara Sosuke put on a serious expression.

"Oh? Tell me about it."

Yokoko's interest was piqued upon hearing this.

"No! I! Don't! Drink! A! Stranger! Give! Me! Drink!"

Kitahara Sousuke said, enunciating each word clearly.

"Are you kidding me?"

Sifang Diezi muttered to herself, somewhat speechless.

"Remember, never drink any beverage offered to you by a strange man in unfamiliar places, even if it's recommended by a good friend."

Kitahara Sousuke reminded him again.

"Yes, yes, Mom Kitahara, we'll remember."

Yoko took a provocative deep sip of her strawberry milkshake, which Kitahara Sousuke had treated her to.

"..."

Sigh, you can't reason with a damn fool. I've already warned you to this extent, and if you still insist on replicating the plot from the book... Damn it, you might as well just let me have it!

"Hey, keep going. You only talked about your thoughts on us before, what about now?"

"Later, I thought about it and wondered what I would do if my sister were in the same situation as you?"

A hint of tenderness suddenly flashed across Kitahara Sosuke's face.

"You have a younger sister? Does your sister also like to do that kind of thing secretly?" Yotsuko's eyes lit up, then she was glared at fiercely by Kitahara Sousuke. "Go on, go on..."

“I thought to myself, I must find a way to find that man, torture him by any means necessary, interrogate him, destroy all the evidence, and then sink him into Tokyo Bay.”

"Hmm, he looks like an older brother."

Sifang Diezi clenched her small fists, then couldn't help but ponder, "If the prince knew we were being coerced, would he do the same thing? It really would be a bit difficult for him..."

"So, I think it would be a shame to destroy someone as beautiful and gentle as Yoshikazu. There must be someone in this world who feels heartbroken for your tragedy."

"We're not as good as you say."

Yoko blushed and could only pretend to be eating cake to cover it up.

"If only my brother were half as eloquent as him..."

"Actually, I have another idea. Sifang, you don't understand. Even if many boys knew this side of you, they would still like you a lot."

"What do you mean?"

Sifang Diezi asked in confusion.

"Being elegant in public and domestic in private, a lady in public and a shrew in private—that's every boy's initial dream!"

Kitahara Sosuke's eyes were full of longing, as if he were talking about something sacred.

"It sounds like all of you guys are perverts..."

Sifang Diezi couldn't help but complain. She quickly stuffed the last bite of tiramisu into her mouth, then elegantly finished her strawberry milkshake and wiped her mouth with a napkin.

"We're full, you pay the bill, no cheating allowed!"

"Good good..."

……

"I'm back... Huh?"

Kitahara Sosuke looked at the empty entryway and living room, somewhat bewildered. Where was everyone? Usually, as long as he shouted, he would receive a sweet "Welcome home" from his younger sister.

Kitahara Sousuke had just changed into his slippers and before he could even ask a question, he immediately heard a series of hurried footsteps on the ceiling.

"Sōsuke, come quick and help!"

A panicked voice came from the second floor.

Holy crap?! Someone dared to touch my sister?!

Kitahara Sousuke rushed upstairs to the second floor. The battlefield seemed to be in his own room. He didn't have time to think. After entering, he first protected Marina and Airi behind him, and then stared fiercely at the intruder.

"This is……"

The intruder sat quietly in the middle of the room, its tail swaying from side to side with Kitahara Sousuke's cautious footsteps. It showed no fear of Kitahara Sousuke's approach, and even licked its front paws.

"Why is a cat making such a commotion?"

Kitahara Sousuke muttered to himself as he walked over, grabbed the cat by the scruff of its neck, and hoisted it into the air.

"She has a pretty good temper."

The kitten obediently allowed Kitahara Sosuke to grab its fate by the neck, without resisting, but just stared at the other with its strange heterochromatic eyes.

It shouldn't be someone's lost cat. Looking at its messy fur and the bits of grass still clinging to it, Kitahara Sosuke silently confirmed.

"Nisan, be careful not to hurt yourself or it."

Marina was no longer afraid. She threw down the broom and carefully tugged at Kitahara Sousuke's clothes. Although she was a little nervous at first when facing the unfamiliar cat, her eyes were filled with curiosity and affection.

"Let me see, let me see!"