Crossover Anime: Winning over Misako Amamiya at the start

Chen Xiao chuckled softly, his slender fingers gently stroking her cheek. "Because it's you." His fingertips carried the scent of tobacco. "After all... it was you who helped me cover up those crucial ten minutes."

"Those bloody hands...were they real too?" Yumiko's voice grew softer and softer.

"Mmm." Chen Xiao suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms, so close that they could feel each other's breath.

Yumiko tried to struggle, but was drawn to his subtle charm, and her body gradually went limp.

"If...if you're willing to just be with me..." Yumiko's voice trembled, "I can pretend I know nothing..."

Chen Xiao chuckled, his thin lips brushing against her earlobe: "How can that be?" His warm breath sent shivers down Yumiko's spine. "I'm very greedy."

"You!" Yumiko shoved him away abruptly, tears welling in her eyes. "I'm going to call the police!"

“Go ahead.” Chen Xiao leaned lazily against the rock, the moonlight adding a touch of silvery mystery to his handsome features. “But…” he looked at Yumiko meaningfully, “Are you really willing to do it?”

The moment Yumiko turned away, tears finally fell.

She expected to see Chen Xiao's panicked expression, but instead met only a pair of smiling eyes—so gentle they broke her heart.

After Yumiko's figure disappeared into the night, Chen Xiao said softly, "Come out, Yukino."

Yukino Yukinoshita emerged from behind the tree, her face pale in the moonlight: "I heard everything."

"So what?" Chen Xiao flicked his cigarette ash dismissively.

“You are truly… terrifying.” Yukino’s voice trembled almost imperceptibly. “But what’s even more terrifying is…” she paused, “that even though I know the truth, I can’t hate you.”

Chen Xiao suddenly moved closer, lightly lifting her chin with his finger: "Because that night... you were happy too, weren't you?"

Yukino abruptly took a step back, a hint of panic flashing in her icy blue eyes, before turning and quickly walking away.

After returning home, Yumiko skipped stones across the water, her mind filled with images of Chen Xiao. "Chen Xiao, you've gone too far, so incredibly far! I hate you!! I hate you!" Yumiko shouted.

Finally, a tear appeared in the corner of her eye.

Knowing full well that he was a murderer, she still wanted to protect him. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her heart. Just as Chen Xiao had said, she realized that she couldn't bear to let Chen Xiao be in danger.

She knew she couldn't live without Chen Xiao anymore.

In the darkness, a young figure walked towards them.

“Yumiko.” Hayama Hayato’s Werner’s voice rang out.

Yumiko said coldly, "Hayama? You want to see me?"

"I...like you." Hayama Hayato didn't want Yumiko to be bewitched by Chen Xiao, even though he didn't like Yumiko himself.

"I'm not interested in you, you can leave." Yumiko waved her hand and arrogantly left.

On the other side, Chen Xiao gazed at his reflection in the water—a face capable of bewitching all. He smiled softly: "Who could truly resist?"

"Brother Chen Xiao..."

A childish voice interrupted his thoughts. Tsurumi Rumi stood not far away.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Manipulating Tsurumi Rumi, Gathering in Shirozuki Village

Tsurumi Rumi stood in the moonlight, her small hands clenched into tight fists. An unnatural blush rose on her cheeks. She mustered her courage and looked up, meeting Chen Xiao's deep eyes.

“Brother Chen Xiao…I…” Her voice was barely audible, yet it carried an unprecedented firmness, “I like you.”

Chen Xiao paused slightly, then smiled gently. He crouched down to meet Tsurumi's gaze: "Little Rumi, do you know what 'like' means?"

"I know!" Rumi Tsurumi suddenly threw herself into Chen Xiao's arms, her small body trembling slightly. "You made me no longer lonely...you gave me friends...I...I want to be with you forever..."

Chen Xiao gently stroked her back, feeling the rapid heartbeat of the girl in his arms. In the moonlight, he saw the tears glistening in Tsurumi Rumi's eyes—pure, undisguised love.

“Going to the US…” Chen Xiao’s voice was low and gentle, “You’re still too young.”

"I'm not a child anymore!" Tsurumi Rumi stubbornly raised her head, standing on tiptoe to try and kiss Chen Xiao's lips. "I know what I'm doing..."

Chen Xiao gently pressed her shoulder, his gaze complex. But when he saw the unwavering flame in the girl's eyes, something within him was touched.

“If this is what you really want…” Chen Xiao sighed, leaning down to kiss her forehead.

The moonlight was like water, and the shadows of the trees swayed gently. Chen Xiao carefully carried Tsurumi Rumi into the tent, his movements as gentle as if she were a fragile treasure.

"Are you scared?" he asked in a low voice.

Rumi Tsurumi shook her head, her small hands tightly gripping Chen Xiao's collar: "As long as it's Brother Chen Xiao... I'm not afraid..."

Chen Xiao was extremely gentle, making this coming-of-age ceremony an unforgettable memory for Tsurumi Rumi.

Rumi Tsurumi nestled in Chen Xiao's arms, a blush of contentment on her face. She murmured softly, "Brother Chen Xiao... will we be together forever?"

Chen Xiao kissed the top of her head, but didn't answer. Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the tent, casting dappled shadows on his handsome profile.

As dawn broke, a thin mist drifted through the woods. Chen Xiao slowly opened his eyes, the petite body in his arms trembling slightly. Tsurumi Rumi rubbed her sleepy eyes, morning dew wetting her curled eyelashes.

"It's dawn..." she murmured softly, her voice still lingering with sleepiness.

Chen Xiao ran his long, slender fingers through her messy hair and chuckled, "Yes, little lazy cat, it's time to get up."

Rumi Tsurumi suddenly woke up and hurriedly sat up. Morning light filtered through the tent, casting dappled patterns on her youthful face. She looked down at her wrinkled pajamas, and the tips of her ears instantly flushed.

"I...I have to go back..." she said, her voice barely audible as she hurriedly straightened her collar.

Chen Xiao lazily rested his chin on his hand, a mischievous smile in his eyes: "Be careful not to get caught." He lightly tapped her nose with his fingertip, "Otherwise, people will misunderstand."

Rumi Tsurumi nodded, blushing, and suddenly turned around before emerging from the tent. The morning breeze ruffled her hair, and she tiptoed to place a shy kiss on Chen Xiao's cheek, as light as a butterfly flitting across a petal.

"Can I come to hear a story again next time?" she asked softly, her eyes shining like morning stars.

"I'm going back today, so whether we can meet again in the future depends on fate." Chen Xiao waved goodbye to Tsurumi Rumi.

she left.

As Chen Xiao watched her figure disappear into the morning mist, the smile on his lips deepened.

The morning light spilled onto the newly prepared campsite. Meiyu stood in the morning breeze, carrying her suitcase, her long brown hair gently swaying in the wind. She waved to Chen Xiao, who was packing up his tent: "Chen Xiao, I'm going to Baizhuo Village with my mom in a little while."

Chen Xiao paused in his actions, and when he looked up, a strange light flashed in his eyes: "I was just thinking of going to see it too, let's go together." A meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

"Huh? Really?" Miyu's eyes widened in surprise, and a faint blush rose on her cheeks.

Just then, Miyamoto Yumi appeared behind them, her police badge gleaming in the morning light. "Since you're going to Shiratani Village, as the officer in charge of monitoring you, I naturally have to come along." She crossed her arms, her tone firm but unable to conceal the complex emotions in her eyes.

Yukino Yukinoshita stepped out of the tent, her icy blue eyes sweeping over everyone: "I was just thinking of going to that village to take a look." She straightened her cuffs, her voice clear and cool, yet with an unyielding determination.

Meiyu looked at the suddenly added companion with some confusion, but still nodded happily: "Then let's all go to the station to meet up!"

The group walked towards the station, their steps piercing the morning dew. Chen Xiao led the way, his tall figure casting a long shadow in the rising sun. Miyamoto Yumi followed closely behind, her wary gaze never leaving his back. Yukino Yukinoshita maintained a perfectly measured distance, like a calm observer.

The station platform was bathed in a pale golden light in the morning glow. Sayoko Kagami—Miu's mother—was leaning against the railing, waiting. This internationally renowned fashion designer wore a simple beige short-sleeved shirt paired with a high-waisted pencil skirt, perfectly showcasing the elegance and sophistication of a mature woman. A morning breeze ruffled her shoulder-length brown hair, revealing delicate pearl earrings on her earlobes.

Beside her, Miu's younger sister, Harukaze, was engrossed in her phone. This popular model had cherry blossom pink hair that shimmered dreamily in the sunlight. She wore an oversized denim jacket over a cropped t-shirt, perfectly blending youthful energy with a fashionable sense of style.

Standing beside them was the magazine's leading lady, Fubuki. Her long, brownish-green hair cascaded down like a waterfall, shimmering with a silky sheen in the morning light. A burgundy halter dress accentuated her perfect figure, and a delicate sapphire necklace around her neck further highlighted her snow-white skin.

"Mom! Sister!" Meiyu ran forward, the wheels of her suitcase making a light clattering sound on the platform.

As Sayoko turned around, the designer's keen eye immediately locked onto the group behind her daughter. When her gaze fell on Chen Xiao, her almond-shaped eyes, identical to Miyu's, widened slightly—this handsome, almost otherworldly young man exuded an aura that was impossible to ignore.

"And this is...?" Sayoko gracefully extended her hand.

"I'm Chen Xiao, Meiyu's classmate." Chen Xiao bowed slightly, took her hand, and placed a gentlemanly kiss on her fingertips. This gesture, which should have been affected, came out perfectly natural to him.

Chunfeng suddenly looked up, almost dropping her phone. She looked Chen Xiao up and down, her pink eyelashes fluttering slightly: "Wow... Meiyu, you actually have such a handsome classmate hidden away?"

Fubuki stepped forward, a playful smile curving her red lips: "Miyu~" She affectionately put her arm around Miyu's shoulder, "Such a handsome boyfriend, why didn't you introduce him to the older sisters sooner?"

Miyu's face flushed instantly: "N-No, that's not it! We just..."

"Just classmates?" Fubuki interrupted her with a mischievous grin, her red-nailed fingers playfully lifting Chen Xiao's chin. "Then... I won't hold back, will I?"

Chen Xiao didn't dodge or flinch, but instead met her gaze: "It is my honor to be favored by Miss Fubuki." His voice was deep and magnetic, carrying a subtle allure.

Yukino Yukinoshita watched coldly from the side, while Yumi Miyamoto cleared her throat uncomfortably: "Ahem, we're here to ride in the car, not to..." Her words trailed off as she noticed that even Sayoko was looking at Chen Xiao with the eyes of someone admiring a work of art.

Just then, the train bound for Baizhuo Village slowly pulled into the station, its rusty carriages gleaming strangely in the sunlight. Chen Xiao's gaze swept over the crowd, landing on the mottled metal, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Chen Xiao and the White-Robed Wife

The train slowly started moving, its old carriages emitting a dull rumble.

Chen Xiao and his group entered the private room, where they saw a middle-aged man in a suit standing by the window making a phone call. He had his hair neatly combed back, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses when he saw Yukinoshita and Miyamoto Yumi.

"Oh my, isn't this Ms. Yukinoshita and Officer Miyamoto?" Kasukabe Mantoku greeted them warmly, his smile freezing for a second upon seeing Chen Xiao, before he plastered on an even more exaggerated smile. "And this is...?"

"Chen Xiao, Meiyu's classmate." Chen Xiao extended his hand, a polite smile on his lips, but his eyes were sharp as knives.

Wan De's palms were damp and cold, and he noticeably tightened his grip when shaking hands: "I've heard so much about you!" His eyes flickered, and he awkwardly pushed up his glasses.

The carriage swayed slightly, and Wan De excused himself to go to the restroom and hurriedly left.

Chen Xiao leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but in reality, he was straining his hearing to the limit. Through the thin partition, Wan De's hushed voice could be faintly heard:

"...Everything's arranged...especially that kid named Chen Xiao...we'll deal with him once we get to the village..."

A muffled answer came from the other end of the phone. Wander added, "...Remember to prepare enough 'offerings'...Even the Yukinoshita family and the Metropolitan Police Department are here this time...The High Priest will surely be satisfied..."

Chen Xiao's lips curled up almost imperceptibly. He opened his eyes and met Xue Zhijian's probing gaze.

"What's wrong?" Yukinoshita asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing." Chen Xiao took a mint out of his pocket and put it in his mouth. "I just think... this trip will be very interesting."

Outside the window, the scenery gradually became desolate. The trees on both sides of the railway tracks twisted into bizarre shapes, and sunlight filtered through the clouds, casting mottled shadows on the carriage floor like menacing ghosts.

Miyamoto Yumi shifted uncomfortably: "This place... why does it feel more and more eerie?"

Miyu innocently leaned against the window: "Shirozuki Village is famous for its hot springs! I heard the spring water there has special medicinal properties..."

"Special effects?" Fubuki repeated meaningfully, a suggestive smile playing on her red lips.

Spring Breeze suddenly shivered: "Sis...don't you feel cold all of a sudden?"

Chen Xiao's gaze fell on the connecting area between the carriages—Wan De was sneaking around looking in this direction, but when he saw Chen Xiao looking over, he immediately withdrew his head.

"Almost there..." Chen Xiao murmured to himself, his slender fingers tapping lightly on his knees as if counting down. Outside the window, a rusty road sign flashed by, the blurred words still faintly discernible: Baizhuo Village, 2 kilometers ahead.

Inside the carriage, sunlight streamed through the dappled glass windows, illuminating Sayoko's elegant profile. Chen Xiao calmly sat down beside her, leaning slightly forward, bringing with him a faint scent of mint.

“Madam Kagami,” his voice was deep and pleasant, “I apologize for bothering you. I’ve always been interested in fashion design. May I ask you a few questions?”