Crossover Anime: This is not pure love at all

"Um... Yuihama-san."

Seeing Yui's almost tearful expression, Kuroe Minoru thought for a moment and made up a reason.

"This bento box is very meaningful to me since it's the first one you've made yourself. It would be such a waste to eat it here in a hurry, so I've decided to take it home, reheat it tonight, and savor it slowly."

"Huh? Really?!"

The tears in Yui's eyes stopped instantly, and her dim eyes lit up again.

"Of course it's true." Kuroe Minoru lied without batting an eye.

As for whether to enshrine it after bringing it home or bury it in an auspicious place, that's a matter for later. In short, let's stabilize the situation for now.

"That's great!" Yui burst into laughter through her tears, patting her chest happily.

Yumiko Miura rolled her eyes, scoffing at Kuroe Minoru's childish excuse, but inexplicably, she found him rather pleasing to the eye when he was being gentle.

"Then I'll start eating."

Kuroe Minoru clasped her hands together, opened Miura Yumiko's pink bento box, picked up a piece of golden omelet, and put it in her mouth.

"Mmm, it tastes great, Miura-kun." Kuroe Minoru didn't hold back his praise.

After all, it's true that Miura's cooking skills have indeed improved visibly.

"Hmph, of course, I've practiced for a long time..." Miura Yumiko's cheeks flushed slightly as she turned her head away haughtily.

Just as the atmosphere in this corner gradually became warm and peaceful, Kuroe Minoru was preparing to enjoy this delicious lunch in peace.

A slight commotion suddenly arose at the classroom door of Class 2-F.

The once noisy corridors and classrooms instantly fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, a cold voice rang out abruptly at the classroom door.

"Ah, found it."

Kuroe Minoru's chopsticks, holding a thick omelet, paused in mid-air. She subconsciously looked up and followed everyone's gaze toward the door.

At the classroom door stood a stunningly beautiful girl with long, flowing black hair like a waterfall.

She was wearing the iconic uniform of the Soubu University, but the uniform seemed to be imbued with an aristocratic air on her.

A pair of clear yet somewhat aloof eyes looked across most of the classroom and landed directly on Kuroe Minoru.

Yukinoshita Yukino.

"Yukinoshita-san?!"

"How did she end up in our class?"

"Could they be looking for Hayama-kun? After all, they seem to know each other before..."

Suppressed whispers filled the classroom.

Hayato Hayama also noticed Yukino at the door. He paused for a moment, then smiled brightly and was about to stand up to greet her.

However, Yukino didn't even glance at him. She strode across the aisle between the desks and stood in front of Kuroe Minoru.

"..."

Hayato Hayama's smile froze on his face. His outstretched hand hung awkwardly in mid-air. In the end, he could only silently retract it and pretend to scratch his head.

Kuroe Minoru looked at Yukino standing in front of him and his heart skipped a beat.

Yup!

He passed by without transforming when he was not in a clear-headed state yesterday.

And I was wearing my school uniform at the time!

So naturally, she would think of finding him room by room!

"Excuse me... student? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Kuroe Minoru forced down her panic, put down her chopsticks, and asked calmly.

Yukino didn't answer immediately, but instead carefully examined the boy in front of her with her cool eyes.

Yesterday in the abandoned warehouse, the light was dim, and the situation was critical. All she remembered was that he was wearing the uniform of the General Martial Arts University and that handsome profile that seemed unreal.

Today, as she searched through each classroom, she finally saw this face in Class 2F, and her anxiety finally subsided.

It's him.

That hero who had no dreams, yet vowed to protect hers.

The hero who saved her life twice.

"you……"

Yukino opened her mouth, about to say something, but her gaze suddenly fell on the pink bento box on Kuroe Minoru's table, as well as on Miura Yumiko and Yuigahama Yui standing next to him, looking at her warily.

Yukino's brows furrowed slightly.

"It seems I've arrived at the wrong time; I've disturbed your meal."

"Huh? What?"

Yukino Kuroe looked visibly displeased and somewhat bewildered.

Before he could react, Yukino had already turned around.

"After school, I'll wait for you at the place where we first met."

After saying that, Yukino didn't linger any longer, leaving behind a cold and aloof figure as she walked straight out of Class 2-F's classroom.

All that was left in the classroom was a group of dumbfounded onlookers, and a bewildered Kuroe Minoru standing there in the wind.

"Where did we first meet?!"

Yumiko Miura suddenly turned her head and stared intently at Minoru Kuroe.

……

The afternoon passed in agony.

As soon as the school bell rang, Kuroe Minoru slung his schoolbag over his shoulder and rushed out of the classroom like he was fleeing a disaster.

He had to hurry to the appointment and explain things to Yukino to avoid any further unnecessary misunderstandings.

"The place where we first met..."

Kuroe Minoru reminisced as he walked.

"It should be the abandoned woodland behind the stadium, right?"

Soon, Kuroe Minoru arrived at the quiet woodland.

The afterglow of the setting sun dappled the ground through the gaps in the leaves, creating dappled light and shadow.

Yukino was standing quietly under a big tree, holding a small bag of cat food in her hand, seemingly waiting for something.

Hearing footsteps, she turned her head.

"You've arrived."

"Um...yes."

After thinking it over, since the other party had already come knocking on my door, there was no need to pretend to be stupid anymore.

Yukino looked at him, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Why...why did you do this?"

"Forehead……"

Kuroe Minoru scratched his head; he really didn't know how to answer that question.

He felt that Yukino was now a god-like person.

If you've been rescued, then you've been rescued.

She also had to wonder why others wanted to save her and what their reasons were.

"I was just... passing by," Kuroe Minoru said, forcing a smile.

"Just passing by?"

"The first time was just passing by, and the second time was also just passing by? What kind of coincidence is that?"

She took a step forward and looked directly into Kuroe Minoru's eyes.

"You said before..."

"You may not have your own dreams, but you can protect mine."

"Was that... a serious statement?"

In Yukino's eyes, there was vulnerability, expectation, and a hint of dependence that she herself was unaware of.

She was like a traveler who had been walking alone in the snow and ice for too long, and suddenly encountered a warm campfire. She wanted to get closer, but was afraid of being burned.

Kuroe remained silent for a long time.

After hearing Yukino Yukinoshita talk about her dream last time, he actually felt that her dream was unrealistic.

But he couldn't possibly think that the dream wasn't great enough.

Yes, it's great, but he may not have the ability to protect this dream.