Anime Crossover: Starting with an Infinite Dragon God as a Mount

She silently turned around and walked towards the direction of her home.

I wouldn't do something like that so easily.

Moreover... as a cat demon, entering that stage too early before its body is fully mature could be life-threatening.

Ok.

As she was thinking this, she thought of her older sister who had abandoned her, something she hadn't done in a long time.

The cat spirit named Toujou Kuroka is her older sister.

Both her figure and appearance are exactly what the kitten once longed for.

If my body size is similar to my sister's, then there shouldn't be any problem, right?

The kitten thought about it with a slight hesitation.

"Anyway, at least..." she pursed her thin lips, her face flushed with a dazzling blush, "at least until I'm a little bigger, right?" Zero.

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[I can go back! I can go back! Ahhh! Su Mujun, I can finally come back to see you! This is so wonderful!]

Her slender fingers nimbly tapped the phone screen, and words filled with the girl's excitement quickly appeared.

The girl lay on the bed, her chestnut hair not tied up as usual but casually draped over her sides, the ends of which were scattered on the sheets.

Those agate-purple eyes sparkled with excitement.

Two delicate little feet, raised high, were swinging back and forth with great joy, revealing their owner's excitement without any attempt to hide it.

How long has it been since I last went back after arriving here?

The chestnut-haired girl couldn't help but reveal a silly smile, then gently rolled over on the bed and buried her face in the pillow.

Even so, you could still see her slightly trembling shoulders and hear her silly laughter.

It's hard to believe that this girl, who just smiles so idly and without any class, is actually a renowned warrior in the church.

The holder of the Holy Sword, one of the seven King's Swords, the "Sword of Mimicry," is named Irina Wisteria.

"It's been a long time since I've been back. Su Mujun must miss me terribly."

The girl named Purple "923" Fuji Irina rolled around on the bed without any grace, ending up on her back staring blankly at the ceiling.

"I think I'd like to go back sooner."

"Su Mujun seems to have become quite remarkable as well."

With that in mind, she opened a news page saved on her phone.

On this page, Su Mu's photo takes up the largest portion.

Below that is a dazzling array of praise.

Phrases like "a financial genius that comes along only once in three thousand years," "a man who can shoulder the future of neon," and "give me a lever and I can move the entire stock market."

She recognized most of the words in the report. But when she put them together, she had no idea what it was trying to say.

However, it is enough to understand even one point.

Su Mujun is truly remarkable.

Wisteria Irina sighed inwardly.

Or perhaps, Su Mujun is still just as outstanding.

With a silly chuckle, Irina Zifang opened the text message editing page and was about to send the message she had already written.

No, that won't do!

Just as her finger was about to press the "send" button, she abruptly stopped, as if struck by Gorgon's petrifying gaze.

They were indeed childhood sweethearts with a very good relationship, and even after they separated, they maintained contact.

However, it is undeniable that all relationships may become distant with the passage of time and the separation of distance.

Space has sadly distanced them from each other, and time has blurred their memories.

After being apart for so long, would Su Mujun think I'm a girl who doesn't respect herself enough if I still spoke in this tone?

Thinking of this, Irina Zifang quickly pressed the delete key and deleted the message she had just edited.

"Then, that's settled—"

[Su Mujun, I will be returning to my hometown soon, and I hope we can share a drink and have some fun together then.]

"No, this is too distant!" Irina Zifang rubbed her hair in frustration. "If Su Mujun sees this message, he'll definitely think I've become estranged from him!"

Irina Wisteria, a church warrior trained in conservative methods, lay sprawled on the bed in a relaxed, slouching position.

No matter what, it seems there's no way to find the right words...

Irina Zifang tossed and turned in bed, troubled.

"Damn it, even though we keep in touch, I can't speak freely because of the confidentiality requirements," Irina Zifang said with a mournful face. "Could he have already found out that I'm hiding something from him?"

"No, I remember Su Mujun has always been very perceptive since she was a child, and she can always find things that others can't. What should we do now?"

After spending so many years in the church, I was finally able to return to my hometown to find my childhood sweetheart.

However, besides anticipation and joy, Irina Zifang felt mostly nervous.

"So, the most important thing now is to calm my nerves."

Irina Wisteria took a deep breath, then her face showed a calm acceptance of death.

[Su Mujun, I like you so much! Let's date after I get back!]

Then, I decisively pressed the "send" button.

The message will be sent in five seconds (send now/cancel sending).

【5,4,3......。】

Well, even if you still have feelings for your childhood sweetheart whom you haven't seen for many years, it's impossible for you to just confess your love from afar.

Even if you want to reveal your passionate feelings, you need to consider the other person's feelings, otherwise what if you scare them away?

Now, it's just a way to relieve the tension in my heart through "simulated confession".

2 Error

If you press the "Cancel Send" button at the last second, you can prevent the message from actually being sent.

【1--】

"Hehehe~"

Even though I was planning to cancel sending it at the last minute, I couldn't help but laugh.

However, at that last second, the door to the dormitory where Irina Fujito was staying was suddenly opened.

The girl who entered from outside was a spirited young woman with bright blue short hair.

It was Irina's partner, a church warrior named "Jenova".

He wields the King's Sword - the Holy Sword of Destruction, and is also the master of the Holy Sword Durandal.

"Irina, you're moving way too slowly. If you keep going like this, will you really have time to pack your luggage?"

Genova stood with his hands on his hips, looking at Inari, who was lying on the bed, with some displeasure.

"Tomorrow morning, we're setting off for Komao Town in the Far East—"

"Snapped."

Startled by the sudden sound of the door opening, Irina Shito dropped her phone.

The chestnut-haired girl turned her face blankly toward the door, her pretty face still flushed with shyness and the fear of being discovered.

"Huh? What's wrong with you now?" Genova tilted his head, somewhat puzzled, seeing his partner's silly expression.

The shy blush gradually turned into a sense of self-abandonment. Irina Zifang leaped off the bed and landed in a perfect tiger-like landing.

Then, she hurriedly picked up her phone from the ground.

The phone provided by the church was of very good quality; it didn't break after falling off the bed, and there were no cracks on the screen.

but--

Seeing the "Sent" message displayed on the screen, Irina Fujito fell silent.

"Aaaaaah! Take it back right now!"

Unfortunately, it seems that text messages do not have an recall function.

Irina Zifang frantically tried to do it, but to no avail.

Wow! What will Su Mujun think? Will she think I'm that kind of frivolous girl?

She hurriedly tidied her long, chestnut-brown hair, even though she knew that the person on the other end couldn't see her through the text message, she still couldn't help but want to present her best self.

Moreover, will Su Mujun agree?

"Ding dong!"

A text message reply notification sounded.

Irina Wisteria instinctively held her breath.

What will the response be?

Will you agree? Will you agree? Will you agree?

Oh my god, I'm so nervous!

After opening the text message, I found it was a concise question mark.

Ah, that's true. If a childhood friend you haven't seen in a long time suddenly sends you a message saying "I like you," anyone would be confused, right?

Wait a minute, what if he thinks I'm playing a trick on him?

As Irina Zifang thought to herself, she suddenly panicked and hurriedly began to explain.

[Sorry, my mischievous roommate took my phone and sent this text message as a prank... I'm so sorry!]

With her fingers clicking "send" and "send now" repeatedly, the girl touched her chestnut-colored hair and breathed a sigh of relief.