Crossover Anime: How a Shameless Person Lives

The wind chimes outside the ramen shop swayed gently, and the sun was already high in the sky.

The old dean rubbed his temples; his energy was not what it used to be.

"Then they're in your hands."

The old dean handed Hiratsuka Shizuka a card.

After giving some instructions...

Then he left.

Just after the old dean left.

Tomie, who had been smiling, immediately became expressionless.

Even the usually amiable Mercury pursed his lips and distanced himself from her.

This sudden change of expression left Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was standing nearby, completely dumbfounded.

Holding the card that the old dean had given him, his fingertips tightened slightly.

These two kids are definitely going to be a huge problem!

……

The dean, who had taken a taxi home, sat in the back seat and calmly closed his eyes.

"Sigh, I hope they can really get along well, with that young lady from the Hiratsuka Group..."

As a renowned detective whose name is known throughout the country and even the world, how could he not see through the two children's disguise?

The reason for not saying anything despite seeing through it is to leave the two children some space to linger.

And he believes it.

Whether it's Mercury or Tomie.

They will both accept each other.

After all, they are both his children!

……

the other side.

Tomie slowly coughed her throat and vomited up what she had eaten.

"You actually fed me such disgusting food, you poor wretch."

Mercury leaned against the wall, ignoring her words, his hands in his pockets.

"It's exhausting to pretend to be a harmonious brother and sister."

"Hmph, now that the old dean is gone, let's part ways. I don't want to be with a disgusting man like you."

"I couldn't be happier, you troublesome bitch."

Hearing their sharp exchange, Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at them, her throat dry: "You... you've been acting from the very beginning?"

"Otherwise what?" Tomie raised her eyes, those eyes that were once full of gentle smiles now becoming incredibly arrogant.

After saying that, he turned and walked away.

Mercury also headed towards the supermarket.

He wanted to buy some wine to celebrate his upcoming period of relaxation.

The two walked in opposite directions.

"etc!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka took a step forward, reaching out with both hands simultaneously to precisely grab Tomie and Mercury's wrists.

"Do you think I'm some stranger you bumped into on the street?" Her voice was low, her eyes sharp as knives.

"The old director entrusted you to me, not so I could watch two fake sibling dramas. You two better become normal people!"

Tomie frowned and struggled: "What right do you have to tell me what to do? You old hag!"

"Oh?" Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes turned dangerous, and she increased the force on her wrist.

"Mama-san? Do I look old?"

"Do you think you're young? Auntie? You're clearly an old woman, yet you're pretending to be young. It's disgusting."

Tomie is still exporting.

Ever since the old dean left, this foul mouth has never stopped.

They'll attack anyone they can catch.

Hiratsuka Shizuka's lips suddenly curled up, but the curve was devoid of warmth, much like the icy blade of a knife in winter.

"An old woman?"

She chuckled softly, then suddenly pulled with her left hand. Tomie was caught off guard and stumbled, crashing into her shoulder.

Before Tomie could even utter a curse, Hiratsuka Shizuka twisted her right hand, pulling Mercury so hard he staggered half a step.

The next second, she had them both tucked under her arms like chicks.

"Cool~" Mercury whistled as he watched his feet leave the ground.

He still needs Hiratsuka Shizuka's help to get through school, and he doesn't want to rebel.

As for what it feels like to be tucked under someone's armpit?

Hmm... it's quite comfortable not having to walk on the aisle, but it's a bit uncomfortable.

"Ah! What are you doing! Let go of me! You violent old man!" Tomie kept screaming and kicking her arms and legs.

"Shut up." Hiratsuka Shizuka's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a hammer hitting bones, carrying an undeniable sense of oppression.

She strode towards the old but well-maintained red supercar on the street corner.

Its glamorous appearance clearly indicates that it is not an ordinary means of transportation.

"Let's go, let's go rent a place!"

Just as Hiratsuka Shizuka was sandwiched between the two, full of interest.

Mercury raised a question.

How can a two-seater supercar possibly seat three people?

Hiratsuka Shizuka paused in her steps.

The red supercar gleamed in the sunlight, its low-slung body and imposing rear wing proclaiming its pedigree.

And, of course, the undeniable fact: it is a two-seater sports car.

"Uh..." Her lips twitched, and the position of having two teenagers sandwiched between her began to look ridiculous.

Tomie seized the opportunity to sneer: "What? Your bragging fell apart, didn't it? Ma'am, you don't even have a driver's license, do you?"

Mercury, on the other hand, swung his legs leisurely, still tucked under her right armpit, like a cub being held by the scruff of the neck by an old cat.

"I knew this car looked unreliable, but..." He suddenly narrowed his eyes, staring at the familiar emblem on the hood, "I remember this car is really expensive. You're a teacher, you don't have any side jobs, do you?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka immediately glanced to the side.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Tomie scoffed, "It can't be...?"

"Quiet." Hiratsuka Shizuka coldly ordered, her arms as still as iron clamps, as if she were holding two bags of flour instead of two people.

Her gaze swept over the two of them, finally settling on the blindingly red supercar, and she sighed.

"There's not enough room for three people," she admitted, but her tone suddenly changed.

"But—who said we were going to take a car?"

She turned abruptly and walked across the street.

"Huh?" Tomie was taken aback. "You're not going to take a taxi, are you? You were acting all high and mighty just now..."

"Shut up." Hiratsuka Shizuka said without turning her head. "The taxi fare will be deducted from your rent."

……

The taxi stopped in front of "Yeye Wood Apartment", the silver doorplate gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

Hiratsuka Shizuka got out of the car first, raised her hand to shield her eyes from the glaring sunlight, then turned around, picked up one of them in each hand, and "invited" Tomie and Mercury out of the back seat.

"Bang!"

The car door closed, and the driver sped away.

That route was quite "lively".

One was cursing and complaining about being kidnapped, while the other was leisurely humming a song in the back seat.

The woman in the middle remained expressionless throughout, but her eyes seemed to be looking at two experimental subjects about to be dissected.

"Leafwood Apartments?" Mercury looked up at the five-story modern building, its facade a patchwork of gray and dark gray.

The balconies are neat and uniform, and there are automatic access control and surveillance cameras downstairs.

"The location is good, and the security is decent... The old man was reliable this time."

"Alright, let's go upstairs. This is a property of the Hiratsuka Group... We'll give you a discount; the rent will be deducted from your card."

As Hiratsuka Shizuka spoke, she led the two of them upstairs.

……

Fifth floor, room 504.

The moment the door opened, a faint scent of lavender wafted out.

The house was spotless, the curtains were new, the floor was shiny, and the kitchen countertop was gleaming.

"Wow." Mercury walked in and whistled. "More comfortable than I expected."

Tomie coldly surveyed her surroundings and mercilessly criticized, "The sofa has repair marks on the corners, the coffee table is from IKEA's cheapest series, and even the refrigerator is an old model."

"But it's very clean." Hiratsuka Shizuka walked towards the balcony.

She drew back the curtains, and sunlight flooded the living room.

"Two bedrooms and one living room, a 20-minute walk to school, the monthly rent is only 130,000 Japanese yen, and utilities are all free."

Hiratsuka Shizuka pointed to the left and right.

"Each person has their own room. Tomie has the left side, and Mercury has the right side. There are two sets of keys. The living room, kitchen, and bathroom are shared, and cleaning is done on a weekly rotation."

"I don't want to live under the same roof as him," Tomie immediately objected.

"I don't want to share the air with a sarcastic narcissist; it would make me seem very unrefined," Mercury shrugged.

Hiratsuka Shizuka: "It's a pity that you'll have to live together starting tomorrow. Have a good time, kids. School starts the day after tomorrow, so don't forget to come and report for duty."