Crossover anime, the harem life of a healing sorcerer

Tsukuyomi Komoe has a single tuft of hair sticking up on her head, like an antenna for telepathic communication. She's extremely sensitive to negative comments about others—especially the keyword "ko" (小).

"I am an adult!"

The new shop assistant just wouldn't believe it.

Again.

There's no other way but to sacrifice myself.

Nangong composed himself and said, "I can vouch for it. Actually, she is my older sister, and she is a high school teacher."

"Hey?"

The shop assistant was dumbfounded as she stared at the noisy "siblings." No matter how you looked at it, the elementary school student seemed like a clingy little sister.

It wasn't until the store manager arrived that he made the staff bow repeatedly to everyone and apologize.

"I'm sorry, the employee training wasn't done properly. Yoshida-san is new and hasn't met Komoe-sensei yet..."

"Seriously, I'm going to take out my teacher's certificate now."

Tsukuyomi Komoe, supporting her chubby cheeks with one hand, drank the juice the shopkeeper had given her through a straw. Nangong couldn't help but chuckle at the sight.

He even said he wasn't a child.

"Speaking of which, how old is the teacher this year?"

"Xiao Nangong, this is forbidden," Xiao Meng said earnestly. "A lady's age shouldn't be told to others so casually."

However, when the boy in front of her said, "She is my sister," the softest part of Xiaomeng's heart was touched.

After graduating from university, I left my family and came to Academy City alone... Although I was surrounded by noisy students most of the time, I was still a little lonely.

"Alright." Nangong smiled slightly. "Today is my first payday. Ladies, I'll treat you to drinks."

"Kid, you're pretty savvy."

As Huang Quanchuan drank, he put his arm around Nangong's shoulder. The busty beauty, who had already taken off her coat, didn't care about her image in public.

So, I'm not the only "older sister" after all.

Tsukuyomi Komoe quickly calmed down. She tilted her head and smiled gently, "This time, I'm happy to spend Xiao Nangong's money because you earned it through your own abilities."

"There's a story behind it."

"Hmph, there was a bad kid who was taken in, but the next day he tried to run away without saying goodbye. He secretly kept the money he stole to pay rent, not wanting to owe me anything."

Nangong added, "I found it on the road."

"Ladies, let's have a drink together."

Suddenly, a cocky male voice rang out, and a few delinquents crowded around. They reeked of alcohol and could barely stand, yet they still tried to harass the girls, taking advantage of their drunkenness.

After all, Huangquanchuan and the Iron Armor are really big.

"We've been talking about some exciting topics since we started. I'll make you guys have more fun than these brats."

"Going through the back door, that's really great."

"Why is there an elementary school student here?" The delinquent rubbed his eyes.

Xiao Meng's toddler size is really small.

"Woo!"

The young female teacher, who was ignored whenever she tried to chat up someone, was very hurt and drank several cups of alcohol in one go.

“Look, like this.” Nangong shrugged. “Every night, wild delinquents spawn in this city. Defeating them will drop gold coins.”

"What kind of game monster setting is this?"

Ironclad was the most clear-headed, and instinctively he stood up to reprimand the delinquent.

School District 7 primarily serves high school and middle school students, and many schools have curfews. Nighttime visits are prohibited.

Delinquent youth groups that have dropped out of school or skipped school are obviously not included in this category.

With a series of loud crashes, thirty seconds later, the group of delinquents were all thrown out of the izakaya, scrambling around in disarray, their cries of pain echoing everywhere.

Have a great time!

Go back and "fencing" with your good buddies.

Geass!

A red bird flashed past Nangong's eyes. He lowered the curtain, clapped his hands casually, and turned around to meet the gaze of the beauties the scoundrel had been talking about.

If they knew the true identities of these women, their fate would be even worse.

"No need for you teachers to do it," Nangong said casually. "Oh, they accidentally left their wallets behind. Just give them to the shop manager to settle the bill. Running a business isn't easy for them."

"Nangong, this is definitely a robber caught in the act, right? Captain Huang Quanchuan!" Tie Zhuang exclaimed anxiously.

"What? It's too noisy, I can't hear you..."

It seems that Aiho Yomikawa has already passed out from drinking.

"Really, it's always like this."

Tsukuyomi Komoe was quite drunk, her vision blurred. In her daze, she recalled the scene of their first meeting, which was also on such a night.

A month ago, in a small alley in the seventh school district.

Have I arrived in Academy City?

The eighteen-year-old time traveler from the Celestial Empire lowered his head, looked at his hands, and found it hard to accept this fact.

This body is still my own, so it's a physical transmigration. Unfortunately, even without a soul transmigration, I still can't escape the torment of illness.

As for the world they inhabit, the surrounding scenery speaks volumes.

This is a modern metropolis, even resembling a near-future sci-fi scene. Amidst skyscrapers filled with solar panels, cylindrical robots of various models move freely through the streets, performing tasks such as security patrols or cleaning.

In the distance stands a towering white building that seems to reach into the clouds—a space elevator.

Based on this, it can be concluded that it is either Academy City, which occupies Tokyo in "A Certain Magical Index", or Gabon Base in "The Wandering Earth 2".

The white spaceship in the sky was broadcasting future weather forecasts on a huge, ultra-thin screen, clearly indicating the name "Academy City," so the latter can be ruled out.

This thing seems to be a solar-powered hot air balloon, and it just so happens to be the end of the workday.

In mid-June in Tokyo, the weather was still very hot. However, the warm breeze blowing in the evening sent a chill down Nangong Xuan's spine.

The scientific community even envisions the Tower of Babel. Just think about it: building a space elevator in Tokyo, far from the equator, is practically "magical reality."

What kind of cutting-edge technology can resist the kinetic energy of the Earth's rotation?

Considering the premise of A Certain Magical Index, a demon god or monster like Aleister would immediately sense it and come looking for a way to eliminate you. The only consolation is that you can die without much pain.

Perhaps I am the time traveler who "slept" most peacefully in history?

While catching up on anime, I also had all sorts of weird videos and websites open. After all, for ecchi anime like "The Resurrection Sorcerer's Reboot," you have to go to some unspeakable little websites to find it, and before I knew it, I was transported to the world of anime.

He'd be dead if his family found out!

If I had known this would happen, I should have first opened "Damn it! I'm Surrounded by Beauties!" on Steam. Being transported to a "sci-fi" game world, being swarmed by countless beauties and living a life of comfortably being a kept woman, is much safer than any science and magic-themed world.

The starting village is Academy City.

"Hey kid, give us a few pocket money to spend."

In the alley, several delinquent teenagers blocked his way, making things difficult for Nangong Xuan.

I couldn't understand what they were saying; they must be petty thugs trying to extort money.

Academy City is indeed very "safe".

Throughout my school years, I was always considered a model student by my teachers and rarely got into fights. However, anyone who ever provoked me left a deep impression on me.

Relying on my strange illness, I can just pounce on it like a mad dog that isn't afraid of pain, right? Before this body loses consciousness, anyone who isn't taken down will be scared away by my bloodied appearance.

How long will it take to recover this time?

Nangong Xuan took a deep breath, just about to strike first. A beautiful figure stopped at the alley entrance.

As the sun set, a middle school girl with shoulder-length brown hair slung her schoolbag over her shoulder—the standard bag-carrying pose of a male protagonist in a shonen manga. Hearing a noise, she turned her head and looked towards the dark alley.

A handsome young man was surrounded by a group of delinquents, looking completely bewildered.

"This city is never boring," the girl said with a sympathetic expression.

"who?"

"Where did that rich girl from, wearing that Tokiwadai school uniform, come from?"

"Could it be that this guy is your boyfriend? If you want to save people, why don't you stay and have some fun with him?" The group of delinquents laughed.

"Boy...boyfriend?"

The fourteen-year-old tea-haired girl blushed, not from embarrassment, but from anger, after being teased about matters of love and sex.

This image...

Nangong Xuan was astonished, as if he had seen his two-dimensional waifu standing alive in front of him, speaking Japanese. The voice was exactly the same as the voice actress he remembered.

The familiar "voice actress" and the frog charm named "Guatai" on the backpack have already given away the girl's identity.

The girl suppressed her anger and said, "Since you can recognize Tokiwadai's school uniform, you good-for-nothings should understand that only Level 3 or higher ability users can enroll in that school, right?"