Anime Crossover: My Little Sister is Too Clingy

You're saying she's jealous?

Stop kidding me, Mai Sakurajima doesn't like me.

Mai Sakurajima ignored her little tricks and savored the food elegantly and intellectually, taking small bites.

Although she was very hungry, her upbringing wouldn't allow her to be unseemly.

Especially since she debuted as a child star and became a sensation in "Sakura Country" as Mai Sakurajima, her image is even more important.

The three of them then ate in silence, savoring the delicious food.

During the meal, Kasugano Sora would occasionally offer him food, saying, "This isn't good, you finish it for me."

Although there were other people present, his strong aversion to wasting food forced him to eat it obediently.

......

Time slowly passed to 18:20 PM, the sky gradually darkened, and night was about to fall.

After finishing his meal, Lai went to the cashier to pay the bill.

Mai Sakurajima rested her chin on her hand, looking at the little girl with a playful gaze.

She casually held a Pilot drink in her right hand and sucked on the drink from the straw with her little mouth.

Kasugano Sora crossed her arms, her gaze piercing, and a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth.

The two looked at each other in silence, and an intimidating aura emanated from them.

The scene of dragons and tigers fighting, turtles tossing and whales swallowing, was so intense and terrifying that it instilled a sense of oppression and fear.

"Qiong, we should go."

Just as they were locked in a stalemate, Lai, standing at the door, called out softly, breaking their silent confrontation.

The two exchanged a cold snort and walked towards the door.

Kasugano Sora ran and jumped into his arms, her face full of affection and attachment.

"If you don't play a green tea character, you'll be doing a disservice to your acting skills. You might even win a 'Green Tea Award'!" Mai Sakurajima crossed her arms, pouted, and muttered to herself.

"Silly girl." Lai smiled and ruffled her hair. He looked at Mai Sakurajima standing at the door and said gently, "It's getting late, let's part ways here."

Sakurajima Mai felt a pang of reluctance, but outwardly she said coldly, "Goodbye, you bastard!"

After saying that, she walked to the right in her high heels.

After she left, Lewin said to Nizi, "Let's go, we should go back too."

"Mmm." Kasugano Sora nodded and took his right hand in hers.

Afterwards, they walked back to their cozy little house, chatting and laughing all the way.

.......

Kanagawa, a five-star hotel.

"Dong dong..."

With a file folder in his left hand, Igarashi Kiyoka gently knocked on the door of the presidential suite with his right.

"Come in."

A few seconds later, a suggestive, mature female voice came from inside the room.

Igarashi Seika took a deep breath to calm her tense heart, then opened the door with her right hand and stepped inside.

Upon entering the living room, Igarashi Seika was completely stunned, his gaze filled with both fascination and respect as he looked at the beautiful figure on the sofa.

Kirari Momobami was sitting lazily on the sofa, her wet, shoulder-length silver hair flowing down her back.

She was wearing a sexy black slip dress and gently swirling a glass of red wine in her right hand.

"Is it pretty?" Kirari Momobami asked casually, her tone carrying a hint of seductive allure.

Igarashi Seika snapped out of her daze, lowered her head shyly, and dared not respond.

Kirari Momobami extended her left hand and beckoned to the girl, tempting her, "Come here, the president will let you see me up close."

Upon hearing this, Igarashi Seika felt a surge of desire, but she forced herself to remain rooted to the spot, not daring to take a single step forward.

She liked the president to the core, and even though she knew it was taboo, she couldn't help but fall into it.

She would be willing to sacrifice her life for the president.

Seeing that she didn't dare to come forward, Kirari Momobami couldn't help but feel bored and said, "Did you get what I asked you to fetch?"

"President, here are the documents you requested." Igarashi Kiyoka immediately placed the file folder in his left hand on the table.

Momobami Kira put down her wine glass and excitedly picked up the file folder.

I couldn't wait to open the file bag and take out the documents inside.

Take out a thick piece of paper containing all the information about a person, along with three photos.

Kirari Momobami picked up the thick paper and examined it curiously.

"Lai?"

"Don't you have a surname?"

"Oh, and I also have a younger sister who has lived with me for many years."

Kirari Momobami raised an eyebrow and muttered to herself.

With curiosity, I continued watching, and when I saw the note for "Parents" marked as "orphan".

Kirari Momobami's pupils contracted, and she murmured, "No wonder she doesn't have a surname, she's an orphan."

Then, I was very excited to read the following passage.

"I was abandoned at birth on the lawn of the Sanjiu Orphanage in Kanagawa Prefecture, where I was adopted by the old director who happened to be passing by."

"His name has a very deep meaning. Because he was found on the lawn, the old dean took the grass radical."

"His arrival at this orphanage was preordained. The old director used the word 'come' as a framework, and the combination of the two words resulted in the character 'lai'."

"Don't be fooled by his gentle and considerate nature now; he used to beat up all the children in the neighborhood when he was six years old."

"They even acted like devils, blocking the entrance to the orphanage and bullying passing elementary school students."

"Hahaha..."

Upon seeing this, Kirari Momobami burst into laughter, laughing without any regard for her image.

Seeing the president smiling so happily, Igarashi Seika, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but smile as well.

After laughing for a minute, Kirari Momobami slowly regained her composure and said, "An interesting man!"

When Igarashi Kiyoka overheard this, he felt a slight pain in his heart, as if he had been stabbed.

But she still tried to remain calm, pulling her right hand back behind her back and clenching it tightly.

Kirari Momobami put down the thick paper in her hand, deciding to wait until evening to slowly appreciate the interesting man who had insulted her.

I picked up three photos; each of them was taken at a different time.

The first picture shows him at age six, protecting a girl with blue-gray hair and glasses who was older than him in a grove of trees, while four children of the same age as the girl were lying on the ground.

The second photo shows him at age thirteen, posing with a silver-haired girl at the entrance of an orphanage. He is smiling happily and contentedly, while the silver-haired girl gazes at him with warm eyes.

The third picture shows him at seventeen, on a tram, his eyes cold, grabbing the hair of a sleazy man with a bumpy face.

He slammed his right fist into the lewd man, while the red-haired girl protecting him stared blankly at him.

Kirari Momobami's expression was strange as she muttered, "Three photos, and in each one there's a woman. How come this bastard has such a strong luck with women?"

Chapter 43 Swimming

A secluded villa in a paradise.

While someone was investigating his background, Lai and Kasugano Sora smiled and carried bags of clothes from the delivery box at the door into their home.

The bag contained Sora's clothes and the figurine he had been longing for.

Because she had so many clothes, the two of them ran back and forth, but they enjoyed it.

Lai took out the last item from the package and saw Qiong running out happily. She reminded her, "Qiong, there's none left. This is the last one."

"Ah, so fast? I wanted to get it too." Kasugano Sora pouted, her face still showing lingering joy.

Lai handed her the only bag of clothes he had, saying affectionately, "Here, there's another one here."

Upon seeing this, Kasugano Sora took it without saying a word, a satisfied expression on her beautiful face.

"Boom."

She tiptoed and kissed his handsome face.

After the kiss, she grabbed her bag and ran home on her short legs, needing to fill Lai's wardrobe with clothes.

Lai touched the lingering warmth of her lips on his face, gazing at her petite figure as he murmured, "Is this really a good way to get along...?"

"Anyone with eyes can see that Qiong loves me, so how should I choose?"

"Ugh."

He let out a bitter, sorrowful sigh and strode into his house.

If it were an ordinary person, they might choose to accept it, after all, it's not their biological child, and they've lived together for so long, they know each other well.

But he was different; in his previous life, he was a traditional man, and this was the first time he had encountered such a special situation.

It's inevitable that people will have some reservations; not everyone is so open-minded and easygoing.

Reaching the door, Lai took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing her complex emotions.

Returning to its previous state, the door was slowly opened.

"Lai, I've put your figure in front of your computer desk for you." Kasugano Sora, who was busy at the counter, turned to him and explained softly when she heard the noise.

Upon hearing this, Lai immediately went to the computer desk, where two motorcycle figurines were placed.

One is a Harley-Davidson V22R, and the other is a Yamaha Dire.

Both motorcycle figures share a common feature: their headlights and wheels are emitting bright yellow, scorching flames, as if they were covered in hellfire.

Each one has a unique charm that makes men fall in love with it at first sight.