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

"Butterfly, butterfly?"

"Ah? Ah...Brother..."

Yoko looked up blankly at Kaoru Sato, who had a concerned expression on her face.

"You don't seem to be in a good mood today. Is something bothering you?"

Sato Kaoru asked tentatively, completely unaware that her casual remark was causing the girl to go through a mental ordeal over and over again.

"No, it's nothing..."

The girl waved her hand in a panic, but then she stepped on something and her body swayed, her ankle bending into a strange arc.

"Ouch, it hurts so much..."

Sifang Diezi sat on the ground, clutching her right foot. A burning pain shot through her ankle; she must have sprained it.

"Diezi, are you alright?"

At a time like this, he actually asked others if they were alright. Of course they were! What a big idiot, brother.

"I think I twisted my ankle..."

Shifang Diezi looked at the other person with teary eyes and reached out her hand to them with a wronged expression.

"Oh, then, shall I help you up to go to the hospital?"

Sato Kaoru reached out and supported the girl's arm, helping her up. His long-term life as a shut-in had left him with very little physical strength, and he found it difficult to support Yomo Choko's weight.

"What? At times like this, you should just pick the girl up or carry her on your back." Hina Choko stood on one leg, looking helplessly at Sato Kaoru who was supporting her.

My brother is so stupid. If Kitahara were here, he definitely wouldn't be acting like this, not even daring to touch a girl's hand. He'd probably be teasing me about how fat I've gotten, while carrying me to the hospital.

Yoko subconsciously recalled Kitahara Sosuke's princess carry that morning. His movements were clean and efficient, a stark contrast to Sato Kaoru's. She wondered how many girls he had carried before, and the strength in his arms gave her a great sense of security.

Although Kitahara is a jerk, a womanizer is still more likable than a blockhead like my brother, and he didn't react much after he found out I'm Kozu-chan.

Whether it's the gentle and generous Shifang Diezi at school or the adorable Huangdouzi Jiang in private, there's no need to hide your other side from him.

"If it were Kitahara-kun, would he prefer the older sister or the younger sister in the movie?" Yomo Choko muttered to herself unintentionally.

No, wait, why did I suddenly think of Kitahara? That guy clearly has ulterior motives towards us, and we already agreed to keep our distance from him.

We should only like the prince...

"Brother, my foot is injured, can you carry me on your back?"

After hesitating for a moment, Sifang Diezi finally decided to take the initiative.

"This isn't a good idea. We're not like we were when we were kids anymore..."

Sato Kaoru blushed a little embarrassedly. Choko has grown up too; she's no longer the little girl who used to follow her around like a shadow.

"Brother, you're really not the type to attract girls."

Sifangdie pouted and complained.

"No, no, I'd better help you to the hospital. If I carry you, I feel like..."

Sato Kaoru shook her head like a rattle-drum. It was already difficult enough to support her; if she were to carry Choko on her back, she would probably embarrass herself after only a few steps.

"Okay, but I don't want to go to the hospital. We have pain relief spray in our apartment. Brother, can you take me home?"

Yoko blinked, seemingly understanding Sato Kaoru's predicament. She secretly resolved that after the exams, she would definitely urge her brother to exercise more!

Even if he can't beat Kitahara, he should at least be able to withstand one of his punches. In his current state, he can't even beat a goose in real life.

……

"I'll head back now. Apply the medicine yourself and get some rest."

Sato Kaoru escorted Yotsuka Choko to the apartment door and suddenly spoke.

"Hmm? Brother, won't you come in and sit for a while?"

Sifang Diezi looked at the other party with some doubt. She was an injured person, and this mere prince was not going to help her finish making dinner before leaving?

Well, my brother can't cook himself. He usually eats instant noodles and buys half-price boxed meals from the supermarket.

"Because I have a tutoring class to attend later... so..."

Sato Kaoru said awkwardly that he had squeezed out the time to invite the girl to the movie, but he didn't expect that Yoshikazuko would hurt her foot on her way home, which would take much longer.

I'm going to miss it...

"Seriously, is going to class more important than us?"

Sifang Diezi is really unhappy. Time and time again, and now even when we're injured...

"I'm so sorry, Diezi, I'll wait until after my exams..."

Sato Kaoru was about to bring up that phrase she had said countless times before.

"Alright, alright, we understand. Brother, go back now. We're tired and need to rest."

Yoko suddenly waved her hand listlessly, turned around and closed the door, leaving Sato Kaoru alone outside.

After a long while, hearing the soft sound of people going down the stairs, Yoshiko, leaning against the security door, looked disappointed. She had heard it countless times before, but today she suddenly felt even sadder than usual.

If it's that bastard...

Chapter 130 Food Quantity Determines Cup Size

The Japanese literature class was one of the few classes that the boys in Class A listened to most attentively, which was undoubtedly related to the fact that their homeroom teacher, Shizuka Hiratsuka, was the teacher.

Besides the added advantage of the beautiful teacher, Hiratsuka-sensei's iron fist punishment of the boys who were daydreaming was also an important reason.

Kitahara Sousuke was intently writing down the key points that Hiratsuka Shizuka was saying on the podium in his notebook. His Japanese language grades had always been average, and now that he wanted to catch up with the top students in his grade, he needed to be even more careful.

Well, the main point is that I don't want Feng to knock on my head and call me an idiot anymore.

Kitahara Sosuke has a slightly chauvinistic personality. Although he doesn't usually show it, he always feels a little uncomfortable when the girl he likes beats him up in terms of grades.

One day I want to see my age ranking rise above Xingyue Feng's, and then gently smooth out the girl's frizzy hair. That feeling would be amazing.

Suddenly, his phone vibrated slightly in his pocket, causing Kitahara Sosuke's smooth writing to pause. He took out his phone and glanced at it; the sender of the message surprised him.

"Come to the audiovisual classroom in the old school building during lunch break!"

Eriri's concise and clear message.

"A trial classroom? Why go so far away?"

Kitahara Sousuke paused, and the place where the two first met subconsciously came to mind, which happened to be Aki Tomoya's first club activity.

"You don't have a key?"

Eriri asked, puzzled.

"Yes, there is, but if something comes up, wouldn't it be more convenient to go to the rooftop?"

"No way! I heard that some idiot was locked up on the rooftop for a whole afternoon while he was reading. I don't want that to happen to me."

Eriri sent a disdainful emoji.

"Fine, I'll say it, but why attack my senior?" Kitahara Sousuke felt a little guilty. He also bore a small part of the responsibility for Kasumigaoka Utaha being locked on the rooftop.

"Bring your lunchbox, shall we eat together?"

Kitahara Sousuke suggested.

"up to you!"

"Very well, that means you agree." Kitahara Sousuke slightly tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Should I wait for you outside your classroom, and we can go together?"

"No way." Eriri replied quite quickly, followed by a disgusted cat emoji. "What if my classmates misunderstand?"

"Oh? What's the misunderstanding?"

Kithara Sosuke asked knowingly.

Japanese high schools have many unspoken rules. For example, if a boy and a girl walk together after school, it's assumed they're a couple (it's okay if multiple people walk together). If a girl suddenly goes to eat lunch with a boy in a secluded spot, unsuspecting onlookers will assume they're a secret couple.

Tsundere people are usually very concerned about their image, and Eriri is the most tsundere of them all, so she is naturally more concerned about her image than others. Waiting for her with a lunchbox at the classroom door is tantamount to public execution for her.

"I... I just didn't want Miyoko and Naoka to misunderstand. If they see what you say, it'll be a hassle to explain..."

As she talked, Eriri got angrier and angrier, and threw back a meme of a dog being beaten up: "In the end, it's all your fault!"

"..."

Time passed quietly.

Lunch break time arrived quickly.

Kitahara Sousuke stood up, gave Uesugi Yoshihiko sitting behind him an apologetic smile, and walked towards the classroom door. No one was having classes in the old school building, and it wasn't time for club activities either. Kitahara Sousuke carried his lunchbox and hardly encountered anyone on the way.

Arriving at the classroom door, Kitahara Sosuke took out his key, unlocked the door, and then sent a message to Eriri: "I've arrived."

Eriri's reply was brief and to the point: "Wait."

A short while later, Kitahara Sosuke heard soft footsteps in the hallway. Eriri cautiously opened the door to the audiovisual classroom and peeked out. After seeing that it was Kitahara Sosuke, she immediately went inside and closed the door.

"Why are you acting like a thief?"

Kitahara Sosuke couldn't help but laugh at the girl's cautious demeanor.

"Shut up and eat your food."

Eriri sat on the stool that Kitahara Sosuke had already wiped for her, and placed her lunchbox on the table. The girl's pale yellow lunchbox was more than half the size of the other girl's.

"Eating so much, no wonder you're so tall..."

Eriri muttered something unpleasantly. She was known among girls for having a small appetite, and could get full with just a little bit, so maintaining her figure was easy for her.

Author's note: What's so great about maintaining small breasts? (laughs)

The only downside is that my height stopped growing after a certain day in junior high school, and my chest also stopped growing.

Milk and all that stuff don't work!

"Here's a tempura for you, eat more, you poor thing."