Crossover Anime: I Forced Exorcists to Join the Chat Group

It wasn't because of nervousness, but because of a kind of excitement she had never experienced before.

There was another moment of silence outside the door.

Aozaki Aoko could imagine what Kuonji Yuju would look like standing there.

Her hands were folded in front of her skirt, her head was slightly lowered, and her moon-like silver hair fell over her shoulders.

"Aozaki Aoko."

When Kuonji Yuzu spoke again, her voice carried a hesitation that Aozaki Aoko had never heard before.

"After Shiraishi moved in... I felt that things had become much colder between us."

These words were like a small knife, gently cutting open a certain spot in Aozaki Aoko's chest.

She subconsciously loosened her grip on Shiraishi Kawa, but then hugged him tightly again as if afraid of losing something.

"It's not Kuonji Aratsumi's fault..."

Aozaki Aoko bit her lip.

"I've caused you trouble. If it weren't for me, Shiraishikawa might never have come to Misaki City..."

The water had cooled down, but Aozaki Aoko's face was burning hot.

She could feel Shiraishi's gaze fixed on her face, but she dared not look down to meet his eyes.

"I don't dislike Shiraishi-kun."

"Kuonji Yuju said softly."

"Would you like to come to my room for some black tea tomorrow night?"

Aozaki Aoko was stunned.

This invitation came too suddenly, especially at this time.

She glanced down at Shiraishi Chuan and found him raising an eyebrow at her, a playful smile on his lips that she both loved and hated.

"Okay, okay."

Aozaki Aoko stammered in response.

"Then it's settled."

Kuonji Yuju's voice returned to its usual calm.

"You can continue taking a bath, I'm leaving now."

Chapter 502 Curiosity

The footsteps faded into the distance, but Aozaki Aoko remained frozen in place until Shiraishikawa stirred in her arms.

"she left."

Shiraishikawa's voice was somewhat hoarse from being underwater for so long.

Are you planning to drown me here?

Aozaki Aoko then released her hand as if waking from a dream, watching Shiraishikawa sit up from the water, his soaked black hair plastered to his forehead, water droplets rolling down his jawline.

The bathroom lights cast varying shadows on his sharply defined face, making him look even more dangerous and alluring than usual.

Why didn't you go invisible sooner?

Aozaki Aoko lowered her voice to question him, trying to hide her burning cheeks.

Shiraishikawa shook the water off his hair and gave a helpless smile.

"You didn't give me a chance to speak at all. As soon as you heard Kuonji Yuzu's voice, you pushed me into the water."

Aozaki Aoko turned her face away, unwilling to admit that she had indeed panicked at the time.

She stood up from the bathtub, the water splashing down, and grabbed a towel to wrap herself in.

"Then why were you fidgeting while I was answering Kuonji Arisa's question?"

She had her back to Shiraishi River, and her voice was muffled.

Shiraishikawa did not answer immediately.

Aozaki Aoko heard him get out of the bathtub, followed by the rustling sound of a towel rubbing against his body.

When she finally couldn't help but turn around, she found that Shiraishi Kawakami was already dressed and was leaning against the sink watching her.

"I'm just curious."

He spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Why did you deliberately delay when Kuonji Aratsumi said she was leaving?"

Aozaki Aoko's heart skipped a beat.

Of course she remembered that moment—when Kuonji Yuzu said she was leaving, she suddenly didn't want the conversation to end, and even subconsciously hugged Shiraishikawa tightly, as if... as if she were showing off something.

"Just a whim."

She looked away, pretending to straighten the edge of the bath towel.

Shiraishi chuckled and took a step forward, shortening the distance between them.

He still carried the steam from the bathroom and the scent of Aozaki Aoko's usual shower gel, a familiar yet unfamiliar aroma that made Aozaki Aoko's breath catch in her throat.

"do you know."

His voice was deep and had an irresistible magnetism that Aozaki Aoko couldn't resist.

"When you were holding me while answering Kuonji Aratsu's questions, your heart was pounding like it was going to explode."

Aozaki Aoko suddenly looked up, meeting Shiraishikawa's deep eyes.

There was something inside that both frightened and excited her, like standing on the edge of a cliff, fearing to fall yet longing to fly.

"That's because you're nervous!"

She tried to explain, but found that the tremor in her voice betrayed her.

Shiraishi Chuan didn't expose her lie, but just smiled meaningfully.

"Kuonji Aratsu invites you to have tea tomorrow?"

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Aozaki Aoko nodded, not understanding why he suddenly changed the subject.

"Then we need to hurry."

As Shiraishikawa spoke, he reached out and touched Aozaki Aoko's cheek.

"Since you've already agreed to her request, you'll have to get used to this situation sooner or later."

His palms were warm and dry, a stark contrast to Aozaki Aoko's still damp skin.

Aozaki Aoko found herself unable to move or think, and could only stare blankly as his face magnified before her eyes.

"wait wait wait!"

At the last moment, Aozaki Aoko finally regained her voice.

"Kuonji Arisa might come back..."

Shiraishi's nose almost touched hers, their breaths mingling.

"Then let her see it."

These words were like a key, unlocking a locked box in Aozaki Aoko's heart.

She suddenly understood the source of that strange pleasure she had just felt—it was an almost primal possessiveness, an impulse to assert her dominance over Kuonji Aratsumi.

This realization made her feel both ashamed and excited.

"You...you knew all along?"

Aozaki Aoko asked softly, unsure of what she was asking.

Shiraishi Kawa didn't answer, but gently stroked her lower lip with his thumb, his eyes dark.

"Relax, Aozaki Aoko. We have plenty of time... Take it slow."

Chapter 503 Trust requires a foundation.

Kuonji Yuju's consciousness floated in a vast white void, as if she were in an ocean of clouds. She sighed softly, and the sound rippled through the nothingness.

As a magician who inherited the bloodline of an ancient witch, she has always been proud of her strength and accumulated experience. However, the experience imparted through this accelerated time has made her feel a sense of being fooled and humiliated.

"Each time time accelerates, my growth experience is forcibly corrected by the universe..."

Youzhu murmured to herself, her fingers unconsciously tracing lines in the air.

"This way of acquiring power is as unpleasant as cheating." She could feel her magic circuits heating up slightly from the sudden influx of experience, the knowledge she hadn't fully digested churning in her mind. This kind of growth without effort went against the principles of a magician that she had always adhered to.

"Do you need help?"

A familiar voice sounded behind her.

Yuzhu knew who it was without even turning around. In this space controlled by Shiraishi Kawa, there was no one else but him. She sensed Shiraishi Kawa's approach; the special magical energy emanating from him felt like warm water, gently enveloping her consciousness.

"I can help you adapt to these sudden increases in experience."

Shiraishi's voice was calm, revealing no emotion.

Yuzhu turned around and saw Shiraishikawa standing in the void not far away. He was wearing a simple white robe, almost blending into the pure white environment, with only his golden eyes standing out.

"No need."

Yuzhu refused decisively, slightly raising her chin, maintaining the haughtiness befitting a witch.

"The universe's correction, though brutal, is more reliable than your help."

Shiraishichuan seemed to have anticipated her response, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"You still don't trust me."

"Trust needs a foundation."

Yuzhu said calmly.

"And you, you've been hiding too much from the very beginning."