Crossover Anime: How a Shameless Person Lives

After riding a motorcycle for a while and using the money given to him by Shuichi, he transferred several trains and finally arrived in Chiba City around midnight.

This brings us to the issue of the remote location of Heiwo Town.

The small town by the sea is also frequently hit by typhoons.

Despite its small-town name, its development is similar to that of a village.

If it weren't for the cheap tuition there, I wouldn't have gone there back then.

Looking at the city that had been plunged into darkness, Mercury crossed his arms and skillfully headed towards a certain location.

……

"don't want……"

"Little sister, you'd better not resist. Uncle can't guarantee what might happen."

"Don't do this..."

Saeko Busujima looked at the middle-aged man in front of her, feigning fear.

In reality, I was already excited.

He gripped the wooden knife tightly, waiting for the man's next move.

He glanced at the surveillance camera above.

The murderous intent within him was almost overwhelming.

"Little sister, today I'm going to teach you a lesson: it's very unsafe to walk alone at night."

With that, he smiled and cornered Saeko Busujima against the wall.

This is precisely the blind spot of surveillance.

"Yes, it's very unsafe to walk alone at night."

Seeing the man's outstretched hand, Saeko Busujima gripped the wooden sword in her hand tightly.

His eyes had long since turned icy cold.

Bang!

The wooden sword cut through the air and slammed into the man's side with a dull thud.

The man groaned, his lewd grin instantly twisting into pain.

"Ugh! You little brat...you're asking for it!" he roared, staggering as he lunged forward.

Seeing the man's pained expression, Saeko Busujima felt a surge of pleasure.

So delightful, so incredibly delightful!

With a deft sidestep, the wooden knife slashed out, precisely knocking open the opponent's arm.

Under the moonlight, Saeko Busujima's eyes were sharp as knives.

The timidity I felt earlier had vanished completely, replaced by an almost cruel excitement.

"Uncle, I've remembered the lessons you taught me."

She whispered, her voice as soft as the night breeze, "So, now it's my turn to teach you."

The wooden sword was swung out again, no longer as a probe, but with fierce force, aiming straight for the opponent's knee.

As if struck by steel, the man screamed, clutched his thigh, and collapsed to his knees.

Saeko Busujima showed no mercy, her wooden sword raining down, each strike precisely hitting her joints and vital points.

The man's wails echoed in the quiet alley.

The blood splattered on her face made her expression even more eerie.

Saeko Busujima only stopped when the other person completely collapsed to the ground, curled up like a dead dog.

She looked down at him from her high vantage point, her chest rising and falling slightly.

It wasn't because of exhaustion, but because that long-suppressed, twisted pleasure was surging through my veins.

"Is it unsafe to walk alone at night?"

She crouched down and gently lifted the man's pale face with a wooden knife.

"But what if a hunter is walking at night? Hehehe..."

The laughter sounded particularly eerie in the darkness.

Then, Saeko Busujima stood up, patted her skirt, as if everything that had just happened was just a dusting away.

She glanced one last time at the security camera at the alley entrance, then took out her phone to call the police.

"That was truly amazing."

Saeko Busujima: "!!!"

……

In the shadows at the alley entrance, a figure appeared silently.

Mercury leaned against the wall, recording with his phone, watching everything with great interest.

"What a wonderful performance, Saeko Busujima. You don't want your family to know you're a pervert, do you?"

When she saw the man opposite her pointing his phone at her, Saeko Busujima's eyes turned cold.

Ignoring his words, she picked up the wooden sword and charged forward.

The target was the cell phone in Mercury's hand.

The wooden sword sliced ​​through the night wind, aiming straight for the cell phone in the man's hand.

The movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

"As long as we destroy that video, everything can still be controlled."

But just as the blade was about to touch the phone, Mercury moved.

He reached out and grabbed the wooden knife.

With a loud bang, the wooden knife struck the palm of the hand.

The expected bloody mess did not materialize; instead, the wooden knife snapped in two.

Fine salt was still floating around the crack.

"Hmm? Not bad."

Mercury's lips curled slightly as he calmly looked at Saeko Busujima.

This reaction and determination.

No wonder he's a character from a zombie anime.

Saeko Busujima's pupils contracted, and she abruptly drew her sword and retreated, creating distance.

Under the moonlight, bloodstains still remained on her face, but her eyes had turned completely cold.

"Who are you?" she asked in a low voice, her voice no longer trembling. "Following me? Or...have you been watching me all along?"

Saeko Busujima looked at him carefully.

Wearing a black leather jacket and carrying a worn-out canvas bag slung across his shoulder, he exuded the aura of a homeless person.

Remembering that the man had just called her by name, she still preferred the second option.

Sent by a rival dojo?

Also, what just happened? The wooden sword suddenly broke.

No...it's more like it's rotten!

Mercury slowly put his phone back in his pocket and stretched his wrists.

"Don't mind it, I just... happened to be passing by and happened to be interested."

He paused, his gaze falling on the bloodstains on Saeko Busujima's face that had not yet been wiped away, his eyes flickering slightly.

"You know, when most people encounter unavoidable harassment, they either collapse to the ground or struggle wildly, but you're different... you're enjoying it, right?"

Saeko Busujima's fingertips trembled slightly, not from fear, but from the shiver of her excitement being punctured.

"Shut up."

"Why don't you speak?" Mercury took a step forward, his voice lowered, "Saiko Busujima, you've been suppressing your feelings for too long."

"Isn't it incredibly enjoyable, that kind of pleasure, the pleasure of taking away life?"

"You crave prey, you crave to hear their cries."

"shut up!"

"But you're afraid." He continued to approach.

"Afraid of being discovered, afraid of being labeled a monster, you choose to walk alone at night, choose blind spots in surveillance, and choose to use 'self-defense' as a fig leaf."

But you know in your heart that you're not defending yourself; you're hunting.

Saeko Busujima gritted her teeth, raised the broken wooden sword again, and pointed it at him.

"Take one more step, and I'll let you taste this flavor too."

Mercury stopped in his tracks.

"Okay, come on."

He spread his arms wide, seemingly defenseless, but a swirling vortex of wind had somehow swept through the alley.

"But you need to think this through. You might be able to take down a drunkard today and deal with two thugs tomorrow, but under the weight of a strong sense of morality, and among those who are different and outcasts, can you still laugh as you swing this knife?"

His gaze was like a knife, piercing straight into the depths of her soul.

"You're not a monster, but society sees you as one, and I can help you..."

"I don't need your help!" Saeko Busujima hissed.

The man's words seemed to have removed the last veil of modesty from her, and she instinctively squeezed her legs together.

"Then call the police." Mercury casually took out his phone, unlocked it, and pulled up the video from earlier.

"Let people see how a 'well-behaved and academically excellent' female student beat a man half to death in an alley."

By the way, I can add some filters. Oh, and how about the title—"The Beautiful Girl's Nighttime Hunt"?

Saeko Busujima stared intently at him, her fingers almost snapping the handle of the wooden sword.

After a few seconds of silence, she suddenly smiled.

It was neither a laugh of fear nor a laugh of shame or anger.

Rather, it's a relieved smile... of finally encountering someone like you.

"I see." She slowly put down the wooden sword, looked up at him directly, and asked, "What do you want?"