Crossover Anime: This is not pure love at all

"What's wrong? Is your finger hurting again?"

Seeing that she suddenly started crying, Kuroe asked with some confusion.

"No, no! I can continue!"

……

After finishing today's guitar desensitization training, Kuroe Minoru said goodbye to Pochi-chan and walked briskly towards the gate of Sobu University.

Today is a special day.

Yesterday in the hallway, he and Miura Yumiko not only established a relationship, but also shared their first kiss.

Although the process was somewhat chaotic, the two were indeed officially dating.

Tonight is their "first date," a date they've agreed to go shopping together.

As soon as I reached the school gate, I saw a beautiful figure in the distance.

Yumiko Miura is standing under a cherry blossom tree.

She took off her school uniform jacket and tied it around her waist, with one button slightly undone at the collar of her shirt, revealing her delicate collarbone.

Her already long and fair legs looked even more dazzling under the shortened pleated skirt, and she wore a brand new pair of leather shoes.

She was looking down, gently kicking the fallen leaves on the ground with her toes, occasionally raising her head to look out over the campus, her eyes filled with a mixture of anticipation and barely concealed nervousness.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Kuroe walked up quickly and greeted him with a smile.

Upon hearing the sound, Miura Yumiko abruptly raised her head.

When she saw the live stream of Hei Jiang, the memory of being kissed in the corridor yesterday evening instantly flooded back, and her cheeks flushed uncontrollably.

"Idiot, you idiot! Who's waiting for you! I just got here myself!"

Yumiko Miura turned her head away haughtily, crossing her arms, but the slight upturn of her lips betrayed her good mood.

"Let's go." She turned her head, glared at Kuroko with her watery eyes, and then awkwardly stretched out her fair hand, which stopped in mid-air.

"What are you waiting for... Hold hands..."

Looking at the small, white hand hovering in mid-air, Kuroe felt a warmth in his heart and reached out to grasp it tightly.

The girl's hands were soft, and her fingertips were slightly cool due to nervousness, but the temperature began to rise rapidly the moment they were enveloped by Kuroe Minoru's broad palm.

"Hmm..."

Yumiko Miura's body trembled slightly as if she had been electrocuted. She instinctively tried to pull her hand back, but her struggle was too weak, and in the end, she could only let Minoru Kuroe hold her hand.

"Don't...don't overthink it!" Miura Yumiko turned her head away haughtily, not daring to look at him, and mumbled in a voice barely audible, "I'm just...I'm just afraid there are too many people on the street and we'll get separated!"

"Yeah, I know." Kuroe Minoru couldn't help but chuckle, and continued, "It's because I'm afraid of getting lost, so I'm holding onto Miura-san tightly."

"Hmph, you're smart to know what's good for you."

The two walked hand in hand on the bustling commercial street.

This was indeed a very innocent and beautiful first date.

They went shopping at a boutique together. Miura Yumiko enthusiastically held up various clothes on Kuroe Mitsuko, her eyes full of joy.

They went to queue up together again and bought the popular crepes. Although Miura Yumiko complained that there was too much cream and that it would make her fat, she still blushed and took the first bite when Kuroe Minoru fed her the first bite.

The air was filled with a faint, sweet smell of romance.

Their first date finally came to an end as night fell.

At the ticket gate of the tram station.

"Today... I'm very happy." Miura Yumiko lowered her head, her toes lightly touching the ground, her tone carrying a hint of reluctance.

"Me too." Kuroe smiled gently. "Be careful on your way back, and send me a message when you get home."

"Um……"

Yumiko Miura nodded, and suddenly, as if summoning immense courage, she abruptly stood on tiptoe and quickly kissed Minoru Kuroe on the cheek.

"See you tomorrow!"

Before Kuroe Minoru could react, Miura Yumiko blushed and quickly ran into the ticket gate.

Watching the girl's figure disappear into the crowd, Kuroe Minoru touched his kissed cheek, his lips curving into a wild smile.

"pressure!!!"

However, just as Kuroe Minoru turned around, ready to go home satisfied.

"Beep—! Beep—! Beep—!"

【warn!warn! 】

[An extremely heinous and evil event has been detected in the vicinity!]

[Event Type: Mind Control, Common Sense Modification, Coercion!]

[The perpetrator: Possesses the "Common Sense Hypnosis Pocket Watch".]

[Victim: Kasumigaoka Utaha.]

[Location: 800 meters ahead, the book signing event is on the first floor of Kadokawa Bookstore!]

[Host, please go immediately to stop the evil! Save the innocent girl from falling into the abyss!]

Kuroe Minoru's steps suddenly stopped.

A common-sense hypnotic pocket watch?!

Could such a thing even exist? Where did he get it from?!

However, there's no time to think about this kind of thing slowly.

"Mobile Pegasus!"

As Hei Jiangshi called out, a silver and red motorcycle appeared out of thin air in front of him, its headlights flashing as if in response to his call.

……

Meanwhile, in the lobby on the first floor of Kadokawa Bookstore.

A book signing event is being held here by Kasumi Shiko, the author of the super popular light novel "Love Metronome".

Kasumigaoka Utaha was wearing a well-fitting pure white dress, her long, bare legs crossed as she sat behind the autograph table.

Her long, smooth, jet-black hair was held in place by a white headband, and her delicate features, paired with a pair of wine-red eyes, exuded a mature and intellectual charm.

"Thank you for your support, please take this."

With a smile on her face, Kasumigaoka Utaha handed a signed light novel to the reader in front of her.

"Thank you, Ms. Xia Shizi! I will always support you!" The girl bowed deeply with emotion and turned to leave.

"Next one," a staff member called out.

As the next person approached, Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly frowned.

A pungent, sour, and fishy smell instantly hit me.

It's like someone wrapping themselves tightly in a blanket on a summer night, causing it to become covered in sweat, then putting it in a cool place to ferment for a month, and finally letting it sit in the sewer for a week.

The stench was the same when they were pulled up again; just smelling it made Kasumigaoka Utaha feel like she was going to suffocate.

Kasumigaoka Utaha suppressed the churning in her stomach, leaned back slightly without making it obvious, and gently covered her mouth and nose with the back of her hand.

Standing in front of her was a very obese man wearing thick-rimmed glasses.

A pair of eyes, squeezed into slits by fat, were brazenly scanning Kasumigaoka Utaha's chest and thighs.

Shi Yu subconsciously reached out and pulled at her clothes, covering up several areas of her body that were barely visible.

"Kasumi, Kasumi Shiko-sensei...hehehe..."

The man let out a silly laugh, stretched out his greasy, fat hand, and handed over a copy of "Love Metronome".

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked down and saw that the cover of the book was not only covered with various oil stains, but also some dried, unidentified marks.

Shi Yu's eyes instantly turned cold, a hint of disgust flashing in them.

Is she treating her book as a fantasy about masturbation?