Anime Crossover Chat: Daddy was called to the police by Yukino!

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

Wei Ming's words meant that he was worried about her, which was why he rushed over so urgently.

Hiratsuka Shizuka's earlobes felt slightly warm.

This is the first time I've ever been cared for like this by a man, except for relatives.

This idea is terrifying! Wei Ming is my student!

She quickly dismissed the thought and got down to business: "This is the anomaly I'm experiencing."

She took a red tin box out of a cloth bag on the bed and handed it to Weiming.

"A box?" Wei Ming took the tin box.

"It's not a box. I locked the unusual thing inside a box because I was afraid it would escape," Hiratsuka Shizuka quickly explained, shaking her head.

"Oh?"

Wei Ming became even more curious.

What exactly is the anomaly that, despite posing no danger, could allow someone as ordinary as Hiratsuka Shizuka to be locked up?

click!

With a little force, open one side of the metal casing and lift the lid.

What Weiming saw was a blank sheet of paper with a drawing on it.

The design features a black and white young woman in a summer dress with a single ponytail, outlined with crisp lines.

Below the portrait is the English word "Cassandra".

Just as he was wondering what was going on, the woman in the black and white lines on the paper turned her head, as if she was looking at him.

Hiratsuka Shizuka rubbed her forehead, looking troubled: "This is the anomaly I discovered: a human figure that can move on paper."

What she said was true.

Now the woman on the paper is waving and greeting people.

"Ouch!"

This was the first time Wei Ming had encountered something so strange.

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Directly to the devil's eyes!

The magic eye can see the dead lines on the paper that are different from the pattern.

This woman image is a living being!

The woman trembled and cowered under the direct gaze of the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.

She is expressing fear.

This guy doesn't seem dangerous at all, and Wei Ming doesn't seem to have any intention of killing her.

The idea is to use spatial layering to lock it in place and prevent it from escaping.

In fact, Wei Ming had some suspicions about it, but still needed evidence.

He looked at Hiratsuka Shizuka with a serious expression: "How did you discover it?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka scratched her head: "I bought some shonen manga at the doujinshi convention today, and I found this in one of them."

"A fan convention? What a coincidence, I'm here too, how come I didn't see you?"

He was certain that Hiratsuka Shizuka was not among all the people he controlled at the doujinshi convention.

"I asked a friend to go. What are you doing at the doujinshi convention?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka was very curious: Could this student, who was ranked first in literature and sports and also had superpowers, also like light culture?

Wei Ming shrugged: "Helping a friend sell notebooks."

"A doujinshi? R18?" Hiratsuka Shizuka blinked.

“That’s right.” Wei Ming sighed.

"Even superpowered individuals have such embarrassing moments?" Hiratsuka Shizuka teased, winking.

Wei Ming sighed deeply, his eyes filled with desolation: "There are even more embarrassing things that could happen."

"What is it?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked with great interest.

"You know that notebooks often have some weird parts drawn on them, right?"

"Ah."

Hiratsuka Shizuka is an adult, after all. When she's lonely, she watches strange things to cheer herself up. How could she not understand?

"My friend perfectly replicated my weapon in the notebook."

Just thinking about Eriri's actions gave him a toothache.

Doesn't that mean that people who buy Kashiwagi Eri's doujinshi will all admire her weapons?

If it's someone who's purely frivolous, that's fine; their attention definitely won't be on men.

What if there's a male bronze medalist, but he's still a zero...

Just thinking about that scene gives me goosebumps. I must stop Eriri from doing this in the future!

Hiratsuka Shizuka glanced between Mimei's legs. A weapon? Isn't that it?

"Pfft hahaha!"

The thought of that scene... she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She really couldn't hold back anymore; this whole thing sounded so absurd: "Haha, are you feeling insecure?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka patted Mimei on the shoulder to comfort her.

Men, those who know, know; small and short are prone to feelings of inferiority.

"Get lost, I can beat you until you beg for mercy on your knees." Wei Ming shook off her hand and said irritably, "Stop talking nonsense, take out all your comics, I'll check them again."

"Haha...it's all here."

After the laughter subsided, Hiratsuka Shizuka lifted the entire bag from the bottom, spilling all the comic books onto the bed.

Unidentified observes through the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.

All of them are ordinary death lines; there are no death lines that represent life.

It seems this piece of paper is an exception, which further confirms one of his terrifying suspicions.

A piece of paper, a living, breathing woman, and Cassandra's words.

As for the verification method, there is a very simple one.

Wei Ming looked at the paper and asked, "What's your name?"

The woman in the painting looked at Weiming with trembling eyes, clearly still shaken from the fear she had just experienced.

Helpless, he had no choice but to withdraw his Mystic Eyes of Death Perception: "Relax, I won't hurt you."

It took speaking to her gently and kindly to calm her down.

Her hands are moving and making movements.

Hiratsuka Shizuka leaned over in surprise, her hair brushing against Mimei's face: "She's using sign language!"

"You can read sign language? What is she saying?" Wei Ming asked.

"Uh... I don't understand." Hiratsuka Shizuka scratched the back of her head awkwardly: "Why would I learn sign language for no reason?"

“…” After glancing at it speechlessly, Wei Ming turned his attention back to the paper: “You can write your name down.”

The woman with the paper understood, bent down and traced lines on the paper with her fingers, and this time she actually left a mark.

It's a string of letters.

After she finished writing, the letters she left behind were Cassy.

"..."

It's now almost certain that this is SCP-085, the person in the drawing, Cassy!

SCP-085 prefers to be called Cassy.

For a moment, his thoughts were in disarray.

The Foundation's SCPs have appeared!

Holy crap... where are those outrageous things?

Divinity? Supreme divinity?

At that moment, the idea of ​​taking his whole family and moving away from this world had already formed in his mind.