Crossover Anime: This is not pure love at all

"Make...make friends?!"

Upon hearing these three words, Goto Ichiri did not feel happy at all. Instead, his pupils contracted violently as if he had heard something terrifying.

"He...he wants to be friends with me?!"

"No, no, no! That's absolutely impossible for me! I'd die from hyperventilation!"

"Although I'm short of friends, this type of friend..."

She didn't think of anything else; she simply felt that the blond guy in front of her was an enthusiastic and popular person.

Although she doesn't seem like a very popular person...

Countless social scenarios of "normies" flashed through Goto Ichiri's mind in an instant.

Scene 1: Her blond friend took her to a karaoke bar to sing with a large group of strangers. When they heard that she could play the guitar, they all asked her to perform her talent.

Helpless, Goto Ichiri huddled in a corner, surrounded by onlookers...

Scene 2: Her blond friend takes her to the beach, has her change into a swimsuit, and plays beach volleyball with them.

The frail Goto Ichiri jumped up and broke his own bone, eventually being carried into an ambulance amidst the helpless gazes of the crowd...

Scene 3: Her blond friend took her and a few other friends out for a late-night snack and drinks.

Goto Ichiri, who doesn't drink alcohol, drank one cup and jumped onto the table to start spouting nonsense, eventually dying in front of all the guests.

No! ! !

"Um, that..."

Goto Ichiri hugged his guitar tightly and stammered:

"I...I'm bad at making friends...I...I'm leaving now..."

After saying that, she lowered her head and tried to slip away from Huang Mao.

"Hey, don't rush off!"

How could Huang Mao possibly let go of this piece of fat meat that was already in his mouth?

He took a step forward and stood directly in front of the storage room door, blocking Goto Ichiri's path.

"Little sister, your brother is very sincere."

The blond-haired man's smile turned lewd as his gaze roamed brazenly over Goto Ichiri's impressive curves, which were clenched tightly by the guitar.

"Look at you, so cute, how could you not have any friends?"

"How about this, brother will take you to a fun place, and we can have a proper 'deep chat.' Brother promises you'll experience the joy of making friends, how about it?"

As he spoke, the blond-haired man reached out and tried to grab Goto Ichiri's arm.

"Alas!"

Goto Ichiri was so startled that he suddenly ducked down and crawled right under the blond-haired man's armpit!

"I'm sorry! My mom called me home for dinner!"

Goto Ichiri, clutching his guitar, ran headlong down the corridor without looking back.

"Damn! That pink-haired guy is pretty fast!"

Huang Mao looked at his empty hand and then at Goto Ichiri's hastily fleeing figure, and couldn't help but curse under his breath.

"Damn it, how dare you refuse me? You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!"

The feigned kindness on the blond man's face vanished instantly, replaced by a fierce and malevolent aura.

He strode out of the storage room, ready to catch up.

Just as he stepped out of the storage room door.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

A series of steady footsteps suddenly came from the other side of the corridor.

Followed by.

A tall, slender figure emerged from around the corner of the corridor.

The man was wearing the uniform of the General Martial Arts University, with a bright red disciplinary committee member armband on his left arm.

He walked to the door of the storage room, perfectly positioned to completely block the view of Goto Ichiri's back from the blond-haired man's sight!

Then, the man slowly turned around and faced the blond-haired man.

It was Heijiang Shi who arrived just in time!

At this moment, a bizarre scene unfolded in the corridor.

Behind Kuroe Minoru, Goto Ichiri was still completely unaware of what was happening. Clutching his guitar, he ran away like a comedic character, completely oblivious to the ordeal he had just escaped.

Upon seeing Kuroe Minoru, the blond-haired man's face instantly darkened.

"Hey kid, who are you? Don't get in my way!"

The blond-haired man waved his hand impatiently, trying to push Kuroe away.

However, Kuroe Minoru stood there like an unshakeable iron tower, completely unmoved.

As Kuroe Minoru looked at the dark-skinned, blond-haired man in front of him, his eyes gradually darkened.

As expected...

He had already guessed that Ichiri Todo would have a socially awkward, weak, and naive personality.

If she hadn't lived in a world full of kindness and light yuri themes like "Lonely Rock," and if she hadn't met her true friends like Nijika Ijichi, Ryo Yamada, and Ikuyo Kita.

Instead, he lives alone in this crossover anime world filled with all sorts of monsters and scumbags...

It was bound to happen sooner or later.

People can be easily deceived by these blond thugs with a few sweet words or a little intimidation, and end up becoming sex slaves who can be manipulated at will.

He had seen this kind of plot far too many times in the books he read in his previous life.

But now that he's here, he absolutely won't allow that to happen!

"Where did you just say you were taking her for an 'in-depth exchange'?"

Kuroe Minoru stared coldly at the blond-haired man, his voice carrying a chilling edge.

"Huh? What's it to you!"

The blond-haired man felt a little uneasy under Kuroe's gaze, but relying on his tall and strong physique, he did not back down.

"I just want to be friends with her, so what?"

"You think you're so great just because you're a disciplinary committee member? A disciplinary committee member shouldn't be in charge of people making friends?!"

The blond-haired man arrogantly pointed at Kuroe Minoru's nose and provoked him.

"Make friends?"

Kuroe Minoru sneered.

Making friends is good; he wants to make friends too.

"I'm a reasonable person."

"If you really want to make friends, then I'd be happy to be friends with you."

As he spoke, Kuroe Minoru slowly raised his right hand and clenched his fist.

"And another thing, it's really annoying me to keep calling me 'I' all the time!"

"Who the hell are you, your father?"

"cut."

The blond-haired man sneered.

"Of course it's yours, pfft—"

Before Huang Mao could finish saying "I am," Kuroe Minoru's fist, as big as a sandbag, slammed into his face with a whistling sound!

"Bang!"

With a sickening thud, the yellow-haired man's nasal bridge collapsed instantly, and two streams of blood gushed out like fountains.

He was hit as if by a speeding truck; his feet left the ground, he tumbled twice in mid-air, slammed heavily against the corridor wall, and then slid to the ground like a lump of mud.

"Heh, luckily I pulled back in time. Aren't you going to thank me?"

Looking at Kuroe Minoru, he shook his hand with a relieved expression and said with a relaxed look.

"Aaaaaahh ...

The blond-haired man covered his face and rolled on the ground in agony, howling in pain.

He couldn't understand how this seemingly frail-looking disciplinary committee member could possess such terrifying power!

"You...you actually dared to hit me..."

The blond-haired man struggled to lift his head, his face covered in blood, his eyes filled with terror and resentment.

"So what if I hit you? It's just about making friends. According to you, doesn't everyone have different ways of making friends?"

Upon hearing this, Kuroe chuckled softly and clenched his fist again.