Crossover anime/manga, can you be my immortal companion for life?

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Chapter 218 Desperate Dock.

After looking at the plan that Kazuma had given him, Kerry closed his eyes.

[Kerry: But the old man might have already left the ship in the chaos using some method; the first and third possibilities are not very reliable.]

[Sato Kazuma: I think so too, so let's go to the island with Kirito]

[Kirigaya Kazuto: This time, I've really been led by the nose by these guys the whole time.]

Kirito felt incredibly stifled and wanted to go to the island to kill some people to relieve his frustration, even though he felt that this kind of mentality wasn't very healthy.

[Kerry: That's fine.]

"Sail the boat to a spot closer to that island and stop. Two of us will go ashore to assess the situation. If we can find the communication equipment, then everything will be fine."

Kerry glanced at the people around him and addressed them.

Several people looked at each other.

The current situation was also broadcast throughout the cabin by Kazuma.

"Their goal is likely to lure us onto the island. We don't recommend you go, so we've chosen to send two people ashore to scout the situation and look for any communication equipment. Also, to ensure more people survive, we'll try to provide water only to those who are unconscious these next few days, and the food supply will be reduced based on the number of people..."

"Xiang..."

Mu, who was sitting by her mother's bedside, looked up in the direction from which the sound came from.

Her mother had been unconscious in the center of the banquet hall when the accident happened, and Mu's father was unable to attend the event because he was not invited.

Mu held her mother's hand somewhat blankly, her eyelids slightly lowered, her heart filled with anxiety like molten lava surging from the bottom of a volcano. However, she couldn't express herself correctly like she used to, like everyone else described humans.

She tightened her sleeves and pursed her lips.

On the deck, some people had already begun to weep, such as Ms. Nagasaki.

She came with her boss as a manager of the company. Before leaving, she told her daughter that she was going out for a while, but she never expected things to turn out this way. This may be the last time she sees her daughter.

She, who used to only act coquettishly in front of her daughter and always maintained a strong, independent demeanor in public, was now crouching down, covering her eyes and sobbing uncontrollably.

And she was not the only one like that; the series of shocks that occurred one after another were not something everyone could withstand.

The sudden attack caused the ship to sail in another direction. No one knew what kind of conspiracy it was, and many people could already imagine that on the ship that was vaguely visible on the deck ahead, a group of grinning black foreign mercenaries would come and capture them and do something to them.

The sound of weeping seemed to travel, echoing up and down the corridor.

Meanwhile, Kerry and the others came down and successfully reunited.

Ignore those who are crying; what they need is a solution.

Several tens of minutes later, the boat measured the water depth and dropped its anchor a few hundred meters from the shore.

Kerry and his companions carried a kayak to the front of the floating city and threw it into the sea along the rope.

However, just as Kazuma and Kirito were putting on their life jackets and equipment and sliding down, other people came looking for them.

"Please let us get involved too."

A handsome, dark-skinned man in a suit stepped forward.

“I was brought by the Suzuki Group. My name is Makoto Kyogoku. My girlfriend is still unconscious. I hope we can go to the island together to resolve this problem.”

The man pointed to his face with his thumb, then took off his suit jacket and threw it casually on the ground, revealing his well-defined muscles.

"And me, I'm not someone you're supposed to protect."

Baki Hanma casually ripped off his clothes, revealing the scars all over his body.

“I cannot accept sitting and waiting to die. I am Kuroki Gensai.”

An unremarkable, hairy man who looked like the famous adventurer Joe William also walked over.

Kirito frowned, wanting them to go back, but they waved him off.

"Don't worry, we won't get in your way. If we die, it's all our own fault."

These guys really don't take me seriously this time.

The others who arrived nodded in agreement. Unlike the fighters who were merely protecting their employers, they were all courageous and willing to fight regardless of who the other party was targeting.

"Whatever you want."

Kazuma didn't try to dissuade them from their actions; even if it meant suicide, it was none of his business if others were willing to do it.

Security personnel then brought the group items such as gas masks, firearms, and ammunition.

However, both Baki and Kuroki refused, saying they weren't used to it.

"Well, let's set off then."

Kazuma grabbed the rope tied to the side of the boat and slid down, and the others followed suit after putting on their gear.

As the kayak filled with five people, someone, as Kerry had arranged, brought out a banquet hall chair and placed it on the foredeck. Kerry casually sat down in the chair, facing the island, his divine sword embedded in the wooden floor beside him. Xiangzi, who didn't want to sit, stood behind him with a sickle, facing the cabin slightly.

"If you get tired, you can go and rest. As long as one person is watching over you, that's enough."

Kerry didn't turn around, but pointed at Xiangzi, who hadn't slept for two days and was now leaning against the refreshed status after dying once.

"You too, I will guard this place well."

Xiangzi didn't turn around, but replied with a single sentence.

Due to yet another problem on the ship, command has now fallen into the hands of Erina Nakiri, who is extremely nervous and on the verge of a breakdown.

However, she still suppressed her emotions and made arrangements not far from the two of them.

"If these foods are prepared separately, they should last for a few more days. Use less water when cooking, and don't give the guests sugary survival supplies like cola. Also, use less sugar and salt, and keep the flavors light. This should help them last for a few more days."

The culinary team, on the other hand, was mostly focused on his instructions since only a few of them were in the banquet hall and hadn't suffered any losses.

"Patrol personnel should not let their guard down and should persevere. They should sleep in four shifts, and the guests should do the same. We should encourage them to sleep in shifts as much as possible so that we can reduce the number of patrols in the corridor. We also advise the guests to sit in the corridor if possible, and to try to conserve their energy in the heat..."

As she was speaking, several young people came up to her.

"Hey! Nakiri family, what do you mean? We're not even allowed to have more food because we're not full? And you're giving those celebrities and security personnel the same amount of food as us? We understand you want to conserve resources, but can't you give them a little less?"

Also, I clearly see there's still flour left, so why can't I even make a Shingen mochi?!

Although Totsuki is currently the most senior among those who are awake, it doesn't mean that others will respect Erina Nakiri more. No matter how big these chefs are in the culinary world, in the eyes of most of the upper class, chefs are just people who serve them.

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Chapter 219 Making tools for baiting.

The group of people over here were still chattering away.

Erina, however, was holding back her anger but couldn't vent it.

At this point, to put it bluntly, those service workers who do regular physical labor are far more important than these lazybones.

If it were truly necessary to distribute supplies fairly, she would want to give more to the ship's crew to prevent them from starving, so as to avoid any mistakes during patrols and distribution of supplies. On the contrary, these VIPs who don't have to do anything won't die even if they go hungry for a few days.

She had already tried to ensure an equal distribution to prevent these people from objecting, but there were still objections.

Not to mention, at least in Erina's opinion, there's no difference between the waiters and these VIPs except that they're rich.

But this isn't Totsuki, so she can't make everyone listen to her. She can't even speak according to her own ideas; she can only offer explanations that these people want to hear.

Erina first told everyone in the kitchen to go about their own business, and then she turned around and led them to the deck to talk.

"This is to ensure that everyone can survive to the end. If too many people die, it will be troublesome when we return to Japan."

Even though she said that, those people got anxious instead. One of them looked around and, not seeing any other staff, lowered his voice and changed the subject.

"Don't you understand? Nobody knows when we can go back to Japan. And if it's just a day or two, it's fine, but if it drags on for several days, will they still be willing to serve us?"

Even if we gain power once ashore, they might still abandon us! Or they might even try to take a bigger share of the food! Time is short, and our identities still hold weight, so let's starve them for now! Only when their lives are in our hands can we feel at ease!

And it doesn't matter whether they live or die. During the shipwreck, as long as we say there wasn't enough supplies and so many of our families starved to death, to put it bluntly, we were so hungry that we could kill and eat them without any problem. We were all accomplices.

And those entertainers and women we hired, aren't they just toys to please us? These guys who contribute nothing to Japan's GDP except for their faces and bodies, so be it when they die. On the contrary, we, the people of our group and our integration, should take advantage of our remaining prestige to leave more food for those elite guards and for ourselves, so that we have a better chance of surviving to be rescued.

You're in the same boat. Right now, you can control them because of the company's ranking, but what about those behind you? What if they have no food or drink? Who will still respect you then? We need to stick together. As the leader of Totsuki, you have an obligation to cooperate with us, and we won't abandon you. Your group has the right to be divided up because of what happened with the previous leader, right?

"As long as you cooperate well with us, our family will help you when we get back, and you'll be able to easily stabilize the situation."

Hearing this, Erina was a little dumbfounded. She had thought these guys were just idiots who couldn't see the situation clearly.

She was wrong. These guys weren't as stupid as she thought; they were simply wicked, so wicked that it left people speechless.

She scanned the group of people one by one, and she could even imagine that this was not just the opinion of these few individuals, but also likely represented their families and elders.

Even more people, but only this small group came.

However, as they were talking, they heard footsteps.

Kerry stood up from his chair and dragged his sword over.

"Wow! These are our heroes! We owe you so much this time!"

The men immediately looked up and greeted Kerry loudly, their faces beaming with smiles, as if they had seen their own father.

Erina could only grit her teeth and turn her head away, clutching her arm, trying to figure out how to deal with these people.

"Ah!"

But the next moment she heard screams in her ear. Kerry swung his sword, stabbing and then sweeping, knocking the men to the ground.

Then he stepped forward, covered one person's mouth, and slit his throat with a sword. He stood up and stabbed the others to death one by one.

"Why...why is this happening? You're one of the people we're fighting for too!"

Upon hearing the screams from the bow of the ship, security personnel immediately rushed over.

"What happened?"

Erina Nakiri looked at Kerry, who had started a killing spree without warning, and pursed her cherry lips. She thought that Kerry must have heard what they were saying.

She thought of the things that happened at school, the people who died in the lobby and Eizan Etsuya who died in the warehouse. She took a deep breath and her face turned solemn.

“These people are strange! They said they would take me over here to talk, but then they suddenly attacked me. Luckily, the consultant was here, so I am safe.”

Kerry glanced at Erina.

He never expected this woman to defend him. In fact, he had originally planned to tell them directly what stupid things they had done and then hang the corpse on the bow of the boat as a warning to some of them.