Crossover Anime: How a Shameless Person Lives

"That's right, friends should get along well!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka opened the door and swaggered in.

He glanced around and nodded in satisfaction.

"It seems you two get along well."

Some are drinking tea, some are playing on their phones, and some are drinking alcohol.

and many more?

drink wine?

Looking at the bottles of wine on the table, and the bottle that the problem student was holding.

My temper flared up instantly.

"Mercury! I told you students aren't allowed to drink!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka strode forward angrily and grabbed the old, antique-looking liquor bottle from his hand.

With a sudden tug.

I tugged at it again.

Pull it again...

"Let go, this is confiscated."

Looking at the unmoving bottle, Hiratsuka Shizuka said something rather irritating.

Every single day, nothing made her feel at ease.

There are also problem children in the class.

Useless principal.

Bald-headed director.

"Hey~ Lao Jing, loosen your grip first, I'll put it on the table for you."

Seeing Hiratsuka Shizuka start sighing for no apparent reason, Mercury blushed and said something.

Don't misunderstand, it's not that the boy is blushing.

He was just drunk.

The strong liquor, with an alcohol content of over 60 degrees, warmed his body.

"oh oh."

Upon hearing this, Hiratsuka Shizuka released her grip.

In the blink of an eye, Mercury directly put the bottle to his mouth and started chugging it down.

Three seconds later, he handed her an empty wine bottle.

Shizu Hiratsuka: 「……◝₍ᴑ̑ДO͝₎◞」

Seeing that she was about to get angry again, Mercury explained, "This is a high-end product from the Snow Woman; I wouldn't even drink it myself."

As he spoke, he took out another bottle from his bag and started chugging it down his throat.

Enraged, Hiratsuka Shizuka grabbed his schoolbag and started rummaging through it.

Not a single bottle of wine could be found.

Of course, not a single book was found.

There are only abstract papers on salt composition and the effects of distortion.

What kind of rubbish are they learning?

"Hiratsuka-sensei, there's no need to look anymore, this is the last bottle."

Yukino Yukinoshita put down her book and said calmly, "Also, please knock before coming in next time, otherwise I really suspect that this drunkard might die from being startled."

"Sigh!" Hiratsuka Shizuka shook her head, looked at Yukino, and then glanced at Tomie, who was there alone and beautiful.

"Forget it, I'm getting used to it if this keeps going."

As he spoke, he swiftly reached for Mercury's bottle.

Then they found another empty wine bottle.

Shizuka Hiratsuka: "..."

"Old Jing, you should tell me what you're here for first. Although I also like to share good wine♪♫~, I get the feeling that you'll throw my wine in the trash as soon as you see it."

Mercury was genuinely feeling a bit dizzy this time.

His tone of voice also had an electronic quality.

After this interruption...

Hiratsuka Shizuka always felt a kind of anger inside her, but she didn't know how to vent it.

She simply stated the purpose of her visit.

……

"So, the famous and talented author Takatsuki Sen is coming to Sobu High School tomorrow for a book signing, and volunteers are needed to maintain order?"

Watching Hiratsuka Shizuka-sensei gesticulate wildly as she recounted the events, Yukino Yukinoshita collected her thoughts.

But there was one thing that puzzled her.

"I think tomorrow's a holiday, so we can just rent a venue anywhere. Besides, if we need to maintain order, shouldn't we contact the student council?"

"Hmm?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked in confusion, "Isn't this your club, which helps others solve their problems? I'm here to give you guys some training."

Yukinoshita Yukino: "..."

She did want to start such a club, but the problem is, she ended up getting herself involved in other people's clubs.

The club's activities were no longer about helping others.

The Service Department has vanished without a trace.

From now on, whenever I go out from school, I have to say that I am Xinhe Liansheng.

The club has truly become a club.

"Well, it's all the same!" Hiratsuka Shizuka chuckled, trying to brush it off, and unconsciously patted Mercury's shoulder, only to find nothing.

This guy is so drunk he's slumped over the table.

Seeing that the minister was already drunk and unconscious, Yukino Yukinoshita looked at the vice minister, Tomie.

He's probably a vice minister.

After all, it's obvious to anyone with eyes to see her relationship with Mercury.

The kind of relationship where you can be completely at ease with each other.

Unrestrained in every sense of the word.

Tomie was staring out the window, lost in thought, and had absolutely no interest in the autograph session or anything like that.

After all, to her, Takatsuki Sen was just someone else.

Isn't that something you can see whenever you want?

With a helpless sigh, Yukino Yukinoshita once again took up the mantle of victory.

"Even if it's for training, do you think it's reliable to have a drunkard and an incoherent person help me maintain order?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, there will be other people with you. It's also a chance for the new students to train." Hiratsuka Shizuka patted her chest to assure them, then bent down and grabbed Mercury by the back of his collar, pulling him up like a kitten.

"What are you doing?" Mercury, who had been shaken awake, looked at her in confusion.

Hiratsuka Shizuka ignored him and turned to look at Yukino and Tomie.

"We'll meet at 8 a.m. tomorrow to set up the venue. Yukino and Tomie will be in charge of guiding the fans, and Mercury will be in charge of..."

She paused, unable to think of any suitable job for him.

"You just stand on the outermost edge, don't speak, don't get close to the author, just be a breathing roadblock."

Tomie remained silent throughout, and whether she would attend was still uncertain.

……

the other side.

A port in Hokkaido.

Yoshimura Ete looked at how he had been dealing with that...that... these past few days

"What was it called again?"

"Hachiman Hikigaya," Tatara said calmly as he inspected the modern firearms.

In this chaotic world, smuggling isn't that difficult.

With the sheer size of the Bronze Tree, it could easily control a port for trade, including arms.

As for why they need to buy weapons...

It's important to understand that even among ghouls, not every one possesses S-class power.

In most cases, a few Barrett rifles can eliminate more than 90% of ghouls.

If missiles are included, the accuracy rate is over 99.99%.

Even SSS-rank ghouls can only dodge, not withstand.

This is why Yoshimura Eto was so determined to create a king.

Because compared to humans, ghouls are really just little lolis.

"Yes! Hachiman Hikigaya, that's his name."

Yoshimura Eto looked at the information in her hand and said meaningfully, "He's an awkward young man, quite similar to the characters I write about."

Tadara pushed a weapons list in front of her, his tone still calm: "Should we notify the King?"

The "king" he spoke of was none other than Arima Kishou, known as the "Death God of the CCG."

It's hard to imagine a CCG Special Class Investigator who specializes in killing ghouls and protecting human safety.

He will be the "King" of Aogiri Tree, one of the largest ghoul factions in Japan.

"I'll find a chance to tell him. By the way, how did you manage to get so many good things this time?"

Looking at the weapons list in his hand, Yoshimura Eto's eyes lit up.

"I got it for you."