Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

Having transmigrated, my only purpose is to kill, kill, kill! : 95. [Daily Life in Anime Crossover] A Woman's Trivial Matters (Third Update)

Why did Tsurugi immediately start causing trouble for the Americans as soon as he returned?

Nonsense, if you're going to look for them, why do you need to pick a time? Taking care of these gay men is always a meritorious deed!

Well, the biggest reason was that not long after Tsugumi returned, Shinomiya Un'taka called to tell him that the Americans were sabotaging his company.

There's no need to go into the specifics of the method; it's basically the same old routine.

Government pressure, investigations by the prosecutorial system, smear campaigns, hostile takeovers of stocks, and sabotage by secret agents.

If Tsurugi hadn't blown up Trump's house before leaving, this old man would have been even more direct.

The methods that mother countries use to deal with semi-colonial enterprises are always the same: shameless, but effective.

It just goes to show that Americans really excel at business warfare.

Dongjiang originally planned to drive straight over and smash Wall Street to pieces, and then give the White House a good beating. But now that he has this tool, he wants to try a different approach—and see what kind of tool this compound interest bank is and what it can do.

What would happen if US banks suddenly had an extra quadrillion dollars, or if all dollars suddenly disappeared?

After all, I am a civilized person, and I am also a kind-hearted person.

I'm a kind-hearted person, and I can't stand seeing bankers' money idling around!

I must have been incredibly kind to give money to people like that!

However, since he wanted to see this entertainment, he would have to stay in this world for a few more days.

Alright, Tsugumi plans to clean up the mess properly before heading to the next world.

He has already projected the template from the previous world back into the Type-Moon world, and can return there at any time, so he is not in a hurry to go back to Type-Moon, since he has already completed the most important part of his closed loop.

He should now focus more on strengthening his direct combat capabilities.

As Tsuruga completed these operations, she picked up the second item.

This is the item he received as a reward for perfectly completing the mission, a chance to win a prize.

This is actually his second perfect mission. It seems he still has a lot to improve his mission completion rate in the future.

Thinking to herself, Tsugumi picked up the little prop she had won in the lottery.

Mind Cube

'A special material, possessing extremely high energy and radioactivity, can endow creations with intelligence or modify living organisms.'

What Tsurugi was playing with in her hands was a cube that shimmered with a translucent light.

Judging from its appearance alone, it looks like the Tesseract from the Marvel movies. The cube-shaped container is about the size of a hand, and inside it is a shimmering object.

emmmmmmm~~~

So, could this thing be used to make ship girl gadgets?

Tsugumi stroked her chin, flipped the cube up and down, and then nodded.

—I don't know how to use it!

Wait a minute! Why can't these items be made simpler? Wouldn't it be better to just hold down the left mouse button and click to use them?

Dongjiang looked at the cube with some frustration, though he had to admit he was a bit hot right now.

After all, she's a ship girl! You know, the kind that (gestures) is especially big, hot, and azure ship girls!

After pondering for a long time without finding a way in, Tsurugi simply transformed into a media demon, grabbing the gleaming cube with her sharp claws and, using common sense, channeling her power into electricity to enter it.

Half a minute later, he left the Rubik's Cube.

The good news is that the energy inside this Mind Cube is indeed enormous, or to put it more bluntly—it's practically inexhaustible!

Rather than an energy storage device, it's more like a faucet, connecting to some unseen place to continuously convert and release energy.

So this is probably what is known as a perpetual motion machine.

Indeed, what a wonderful product!

The bad news is that he still couldn't figure out how to use it.

Never mind, let's put it aside for now.

Tsugumi finally decided to put the Rubik's Cube aside and then made a phone call—he had obtained the Seven Star Jade!

"Hey! Boss? Yes, I have something to take care of right now. Um, okay, I'll come find you as soon as I'm done..."

Inside a café in Akihabara, Kasumigaoka Utaha, dressed as a professional woman, crossed her voluptuous legs in black stockings, hung up the phone with a smile, took a deep breath, and her expression returned to normal.

"Alright, where were we in our conversation?"

She looked at Eriri Sawamura in front of her and said calmly.

The latter looked at her with a complicated expression, paused for a moment to gather his thoughts, and then gritted his teeth and said...

Are you really content with your current state...?

"What's there to be willing or unwilling about?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha picked up her coffee and took a sip. The bitter iced Americano seeped into her body through her red lips, awakening her slightly groggy mind.

"If you want to say how good my job is now, I can only say that it's impossible to find a better job on the market."

Her bloodshot eyes stared at the blonde twin-tailed girl before her, as if she could see right through her thoughts, and she sneered.

"What? Is this noble lady going to reprimand a commoner like me for selling my soul?"

"That's not what I meant—" Eriri slammed her hand on the table and stood up in a panic, then sat back down under the gazes of those around her, looking at the woman who had been an eyesore in front of her.

Don't forget you're still a student!

"I almost forgot, I've already applied for early graduation." She casually toyed with the spoon in her coffee cup.

"If you're still planning to keep spouting nonsense about dreams and such, I don't have time to argue with you anymore. Let's talk about you instead: what's going on with your 'Kashiwagi Eri' account?"

"How did it go?" Mentioning this, Eriri Sawamura's face first flushed red with anger, then gradually turned ashen, and she couldn't speak.

Her account name had already been registered by VOX Technology. Faced with the all-round suppression from big capital, she had no choice but to change the name she had used for a long time.

But if that were all, it would be fine. The important thing is that VOX Technology's AI technology has improved again during this period.

In just over a month, VOX Technology’s artificial intelligence technology has made rapid progress. After acquiring the company that developed the death game, its technological progress has almost completely made up for the last shortcoming of AI creation!

As always, just like how the AI ​​was the first to destroy them, even after it improved to version 5.0, the AI ​​was still the first to destroy these illustrators.

The near-perfect AI-generated results, along with the accompanying video generation technology, not only put these illustrators on their backs, but also on the backbone of comic book artists and the animation industry.

After the open-source release, the influx of AI users flooded all painting-related platforms with these AI products that were indistinguishable from real ones and even more exquisite than 99% of real painters. For old painters like Eriri who stubbornly refused to use AI, the only option was to be swept away and die.

But to be honest, Eriri doesn't care much about the financial aspect.

She is not short of money, and drawing books is purely her own interest. The bigger impact on her comes from the loss of fans and the denial from others.

"It's not going to stay in business, is it?" Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled slightly, looking at you and the view outside the window.

"But even if you don't work in this industry, you have plenty of options. You only need to care about whether anyone likes your work. I... can't do that."

"Don't say that pursuing money is vulgar. I used to think that way too. But now I've come to terms with it. With money, I can have the freedom to write what I want and do what I want. Money isn't everything, but it can buy me 99 percent freedom."

Her slender, delicate fingers gently stroked her cheek, revealing a smile as alluring as a witch's.

"At least for now, I feel really free and happy."

"But that guy..."

“My boss is a bad person, that’s for sure,” Kasumigaoka Utaha interrupted her calmly.

“I know that, but I believe my boss has treated me better than almost anyone else. And at least he respects me, and he respects most people, giving them the freedom and power to choose.”

She paused, a hint of mockery in her eyes as she looked at Eriri.

"Just like you, do you really think you can just refuse to sign that contract? If my boss is really desperate to force you, then you have no chance of refusing him."

Eriri stood up angrily, placed the money on the table, and, with no other words to exchange, turned to leave.

"It was Tomoya Aki who sent you to find me, right?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha called out to her as she reached the door, slowly wiping her hands and speaking softly.

"That good-for-nothing, all-talking good-for-nothing only knows how to take advantage of useful women like us."

"You bastard, do you know you've broken his heart?!"

Enraged, Eriri turned around to hit her, but she easily grabbed her hand and slapped it back.

Looking at Eriri lying on the ground, covering her face, Kasumigaoka Utaha's red eyes held a condescending pity and disdain.

"He's heartbroken? Does he even deserve it? He's the kind of man who took advantage of our past affections. Looking back now, I just think I was incredibly stupid."

She tossed the handkerchief she had just used onto Eriri's flushed face, then strode confidently out without stopping, leaving behind only one sentence.

"Love yourself before loving someone else. Ask yourself what they have brought you before you talk about what you want to do for them!"

Eriri watched her departing figure, lost in thought for a moment, then lowered her head as her phone buzzed.

As soon as the call connected, Aki Tomoya's impatient voice came through.

"How did it go, Eriri? What did Senpai say?"

"...Go to hell!" Eriri yelled into the phone, then hung up, blocked him, and tears streamed down her face as she murmured.

"...What am I doing?"

Having transmigrated, my only purpose is to kill, kill, kill! : 96. Yotsuya Miko's Gratitude (Fourth Update)

With mixed feelings—anticipation, excitement, fear, and resentment—I was filled with a sense of unease.

Kasumigaoka Utaha took a deep breath and stepped into the VOX building in front of her.

To be honest, even now she's still a little unsure about the exact nature of her relationship with Tsurugi.

Mistress? Subordinate? Boyfriend/girlfriend? Or just his sex organ?

It seems like they all have some of it.

To be honest, Kasumigaoka Utaha truly fell in love with this strong and seemingly omnipotent man, but Tsugumi never gave her any promises, and didn't even bother to say anything nice to her.

Therefore, Kasumigaoka Utaha felt particularly conflicted, even about her feelings for Tsugumi.