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

Kitahara Sosuke saw the girl instinctively try to pull her leg back.

"good……"

Eriri retorted stubbornly.

"Okay, take that one off too, let me see your ankle."

Kitahara Sousuke put away his tools and took out a few ice packs from the refrigerator. He didn't have any medicine for sprains at home, but he had brought back the spray he used when he injured his head last time. It was for reducing swelling and relieving pain, so it should be about the same.

Eriri's left knee was much more injured than her right knee. Her entire ankle was swollen like a bun, and it felt warm and bulging to the touch.

Kitahara Sosuke casually took out a spray bottle from his prop box, sprayed it on the girl's swollen feet, and then placed two ice packs on both sides of her ankles.

"hiss……"

Eriri shivered; the icy touch startled her.

"I can cover it up myself."

Kitahara Sousuke nodded and released his hands. Everything that needed to be dealt with had been taken care of; all that remained was for time to heal.

He sat on the other side of the sofa, watching the girl grimacing as she pressed an ice pack against her ankle. He casually picked up a black bag that was lying to the side and took out a book from it.

"May I take a look at it?"

"Look, look!"

Eriri acted like she didn't care at all; the other person already knew everything—that she was the kind of indecent girl who would secretly buy notebooks by herself! What bad luck!

"Don't you find it strange?"

After a while, Eriri calmed down and watched as the other person flipped through the notebook she had bought with great interest. After hesitating for a moment, she finally asked the question.

"what?"

Kitahara Sousuke tilted his head and looked at the other person with a puzzled expression.

"Girls...buying notebooks and stuff...and themes..."

Eriri turned her head away and said shyly.

"Oh, it's alright..."

Kitahara Sosuke actually wanted to say, "You're just buying doujinshi to read, you're too naive. Some people are already actively seeking thrills in school."

"Actually... I'm not that kind of person... I just need to draw for that purpose."

"Drawing a sketchbook?"

"Yeah, I draw occasionally..."

Eriri lowered her head, her voice barely audible.

"Oh?" Kitahara Sosuke became interested, surprised that Eriri was being so honest today. "Do you have any published works?"

“Yes…” Eriri’s face flushed red, and she really wanted to put an ice pack on her face. “It’s the book you’re holding.”

Kitahara Sosuke closed the book, glanced at the cover, and feigned surprise: "Tsk tsk, so it's Kashiwagi Eri-sensei. I've heard so much about you. Your art style is great. I'm a fan of yours."

"Oh, you flatter me... Besides, I only bought these things for research purposes, please don't misunderstand..."

Eriri was still quietly defending herself.

Feeling that he had flattered her enough, Kitahara Souji then tried to extend an invitation to Eriri: "Speaking of which, since Sawamura-san is Kashiwagi Eri-sensei, would you be interested in taking on my business order?"

"Is it the 'White Album 2' from last time?"

Eriri asked with some delight, but after a while her expression turned dejected, "But Tomoya has been pushing me a lot lately. He wants me to draw some concept art for the game first."

Who doesn't love excellent works? Eriri certainly likes to draw for works with potential and let more people see her illustrations, but Aki Tomoya would definitely not agree.

"It's okay. Aki invited Sawamura to join his club, and I'd like to collaborate with Kashiwagi Eri-sensei."

What does your arrest of Lu Xun have to do with me, Zhou Shuren?

"But Rin knows that Kashiwagi Eri is me."

Eriri said matter-of-factly, and then Kitahara Sosuke gave her a hard flick on the forehead. How could this child be so naive?

“Think about it carefully. Kashiwagi Eri-sensei taking on commercial orders is a different matter. Aki-kun can’t restrict your personal freedom 24 hours a day, can he? You only participate in the game club when you have free time, but what about when Kashiwagi Eri-sensei is not free?”

"Oh, oh..." Eriri hugged her forehead and her eyes lit up. "That's right, I'm very busy. I have a lot of notebooks to draw, I have to participate in C104, and I also have commercial orders!"

"Quick! Where's the script? Let me see it. That jerk Kasumigaoka Utaha flipped through it so fast last time, I didn't even get to read the whole thing! I need the full script, not just an outline. You must have written it!"

Eriri figured out the crux of the matter and felt much better. She sat up and demanded the script from Kitahara Sousuke.

"It's on the second floor, on my computer."

Eriri grabbed the pain-relieving spray and sprayed it all over her foot like it was free: "Help me over here!"

Chapter Sixty-Three: Wrong Medicine Used

"Wow~"

Eriri sat on the stool, scrolling the mouse continuously, her eyes seemingly reflecting the light of data streams. As an otaku, she was quite picky about game reviews.

Eriri read through the entire Word document in one go. Unlike the brief outline that introduced the game's plot last time, this one by Kitahara Sosuke elaborated on the characters of the male and female protagonists, as well as some emotional conflicts...

"Your erotic fiction is pretty good."

Eriri blushed and commented that the game's plot and characters were perfect, and the branching endings were also quite good, but why did the word count suddenly increase when this guy wrote about the bedroom scenes?

Even someone as knowledgeable as her was getting aroused, and Eriri couldn't help but rub her thigh.

"Huh? Extraordinarily talented?"

Kitahara Sousuke scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

"This game seems pretty big, the workload looks heavy, and... it's 18+? Why didn't you tell me before?"

Eriri said indignantly that the previous outline was not detailed enough, which made her think it was a work for all ages, and now she had no hope of getting it approved.

"Actually, I plan to make two versions: one for all ages and one for 18+. I will replace some of the plot in the all-ages version with the 18+ version and then add some new plot."

Kitahara Sosuke leaned over and pointed at the screen, showing Eriri the annotations she had made on the document.

"Doesn't that mean there's even more to draw?"

Eriri was thinking about the various heroines she wanted to draw in bed, and for some reason, she found herself thinking about strange things particularly easily today.

"The more you work, the more you earn, Ms. Kashiwagi Eri."

The two discussed for over an hour, until around 11 o'clock, before they finally came up with some details about the collaboration and a general idea for the production of the artwork.

"Have you found the lead writer? That fat woman in black stockings?"

Eriri, holding onto a chair, stood up in a one-legged stance, panting heavily. Unfortunately, both her legs were injured, so Kitahara Sosuke could only quickly support her.

"We haven't reached an agreement with the senior student yet..."

Kitahara Sosuke recalled how Kasumigaoka Utaha had been inexplicably confined to the rooftop all afternoon yesterday, and wondered if she would take her anger out on him.

"Hmph, Kasumigaoka definitely wants your script, but I'm your first collaborator, right? I have a say in who the lead writer is, and you'll have to get past me first."

Eriri held onto the other person's arm and moved little by little. She was no longer so resistant to physical contact with Kitahara Sosuke. He smelled of laundry detergent, which made her feel at ease.

"Do you have a grudge against Kasumigaoka-senpai?"

Kitahara Sousuke asked, seemingly out of nowhere.

"No, but I don't like that gloomy woman's personality. I helped her before, but she didn't even say thank you. I'm going to make things difficult for her."

As she spoke, Eriri swung her fist slightly, but then lost her balance and Kitahara Sosuke quickly caught her.

"Are you okay?"

"fine……"

Eriri lay in Kitahara Sosuke's arms, enveloped by his masculine presence. Her eyes were fixed on him, and she couldn't help but lick her rosy lips with the tip of her tongue.

"I feel a little... weak... It's so strange."

Eriri struggled to get up, but every time her fingers touched the firm muscles on Kitahara Sosuke's arm, she felt an urge to caress them for a while.

I feel like I'm turning into a pervert.

Her head rested against Kitahara Sousuke's chest, and with just a little concentration, she could hear his strong and powerful heartbeat.

"I want to lift it up and take a look..."

Eriri couldn't help but recall how Kitahara Sosuke had punched a street lamp and bent it in the street just now, and she couldn't help but imagine just how strong his body must be.

"I wonder if he has abs..."

Eriri usually has to find male models online to copy when she draws, so many details of the male protagonist in her doujinshi are usually omitted.

She suddenly wanted to see what a boy's real body and muscles looked like, so she gently grabbed Kitahara Sousuke's shirt and lifted it up.

"Amazing……"

Eriri poked Kitahara Sosuke's stomach with her finger, feeling a mix of shyness and fascination. The sensation of his abs was fascinating to her, and she wanted to keep touching them.

"Hey, why have you suddenly turned into a pervert?"

"I want to see what a guy's abs look like."

Eriri didn't know if she was explaining or convincing herself; she muttered to herself, but her fingers never stopped moving.

Kitahara Sousuke grabbed the groping hand and looked at Eriri, who seemed a little off. He felt like he'd seen this situation somewhere before. He spotted the pain relief spray still on the computer desk and quickly grabbed it.

"What did you just spray?"

Eriri nodded dizzily, seemingly incapable of thinking anymore.

Kitahara Sosuke stared at the small bottle in his hand with a dark expression, then took out a bottle of similar size from his prop box and compared them:

"Gan, you've taken the wrong one!"

Eriri was still tugging at Kitahara Sosuke's clothes. Her legs were injured and she couldn't stand up, so she could only sit on the ground and grab Kitahara Sosuke's pants, which seemed to have a pleasant smell.