Anime Crossover: Post-Apocalyptic Survival, My Stand is the World

A cheerful and energetic young girl's voice broke the monotony.

"that……"

It is Michiru Hyodo.

“Since we can’t sneak in,” she glanced at the purple-haired mature woman beside her, who also had a furrowed brow and exuded an aura of unapproachability, and then looked at the dark mass of bats in the distance, like stalactites of death, and a fearless, bright smile appeared on her face.

"Then why don't we just storm in openly and brazenly?"

"what?"

Everyone on the communication channel was stunned for a moment.

Even the usually calm Yukino wondered if she had misheard this ridiculous suggestion.

Before they could react, Michiru Hyodo had already pulled out a whole bunch of professional equipment from her huge guitar bag, leaving everyone dazzled.

A portable high-power amplifier, a portable professional mixing console, and her beloved electric guitar, "Fanta," painted with flame designs.

"Hello, Ms. Saeko."

After connecting all the equipment with an incredibly skilled speed, comparable to that of a professional concert technician, she shouted loudly to the equally bewildered purple-haired woman beside her, her voice filled with the excitement and fervor of her upcoming performance:

"Are you ready?"

"Come, let's enjoy a performance that belongs only to the two of us..."

Let's call it 'LiveShow'.

Done.

She no longer hesitated.

She abruptly pressed the power switch on the megaphone, which emitted a piercing electrical buzzing sound.

Then, she took a deep breath, as if inhaling all the remaining life force in this ruined city into her lungs, and then, with her pick filled with the spirit of rock and roll, she fiercely plucked the strings in her hand.

That moment.

Dengdengdeng.

A burst of violent, vibrant, and defiant heavy metal rock music, powerful enough to tear the night sky apart, instantly resounded throughout the desolate ruins.

The guitar riff, full of distortion, cleaved through the oppressive air like a battle axe, each note seeming to roar defiantly at this lifeless world.

"Live to the death! That's our rock and roll!"

Roar--

In that instant, all the dormant [Sonar Monsters] were completely enraged by this provocative and enormous noise.

Their enormous ears unfolded instantly like radar, and their scarlet sonar organs lit up in the darkness, locking onto the oblivious noise source in a flash.

They abandoned their defense and the protection of the energy nodes, as if they had received some irresistible command. They transformed into a black tide of death, rushing towards Michiru, the reckless provocateur, from all directions.

The overwhelming shrieking sound almost completely drowned out Michiru's music.

And just then.

Accompanied by that ferocious, war-like rock music.

Saeko Busujima, who had been hiding in the shadows beside her, made her move.

A cold, moonlit glint of light flashed silently and precisely before Michiru's eyes.

　The sonar monster at the very front didn't even have time to let out a cry before its massive body froze in mid-air and then broke in two.

Saeko's face no longer showed the helplessness she had shown before; instead, it was filled with a burning fighting spirit.

She listened to the vibrant, noisy music that unexpectedly made her blood boil.

She felt the endless killing intent surging in from all directions.

In her usually calm, deep purple eyes, a flame, like that of a sword saint, ignited, a flame that seemed to possess the power of a demon.

She turned her head to the rock 'n' roll idiot who was playing his solo with his eyes closed and a crazy expression on his face, and gave him a smile that was full of coolness and trust, enough to make countless people fall in love with him.

"Your song is pretty good."

"Let me sing for your song..."

"Let's have a backup dancer."

The words have not yet fallen.

Her figure had completely merged into that black wave of death.

She is no longer just a swordswoman.

Instead, it was accompanied by a rock anthem filled with a spirit of rebellion.

A peerless dancer performing a magnificent yet deadly dance of death.

……

Rear command post.

Yukino and Utaha stared at the bizarre scene on the monitor screen, a scene brimming with violent aesthetics and absurd rock 'n' roll vibes, and were utterly speechless.

"What... what is this?" Yukino's usually logical and rational mind suddenly went blank.

Kasumigaoka Utaha watched the purple figure dancing gracefully among the monsters on the screen and the rock girl providing "background music" for her in the background.

Those beautiful, wine-red eyes sparkled with a brilliant light called inspiration.

"This was a battle that only the two of them could accomplish, a battle that involved risking their lives..."

"A concerto of sword and song."

Chapter 152 Cutting Off the Silence

When Michiru Hyodo played her first provocative heavy metal chord, a mad concerto that risked honor and life officially began.

She is the band's lead singer and guitarist.

She stood on a makeshift stage made from a pile of abandoned car wreckage, captivating the attention of all the "audience" with her wild voice that could tear the night sky apart and her vibrant, lyrics-free yet exhilarating melodies.

Saeko Busujima, on the other hand, is the only dancer in the band.

Her stage is the entire battlefield.

"Roar--"

A black tide of death surged in from all directions.

The silent roar emitted by those hundreds of [Sonar Monsters] was powerful enough to penetrate eardrums and directly affect the mind, enough to cause anyone with a weak will to have their mind broken on the spot and fall into the deepest nightmare.

However, looking at the frenzied scene before her, which resembled a hellish rock music festival, Michiru Hyodo showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, she revealed a bright smile that was even more excited and engaged.

This is the stage she has always dreamed of.

There were enough spectators, and they were enthusiastic enough.

Come on, my darlings.

She even gave a flirtatious wink to the hideous monsters charging at the front, as if interacting with the most enthusiastic fans in the audience.

"Give your lives for my music."

*Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump—*

A more ferocious, more destructive guitar riff burst forth from her fingertips like a battle axe.

The wall of sound, filled with distortion, was like the most solid fortress, shutting out all mental shocks.

This was a massacre imbued with artistry.

Michiru used her passionate music to attract and firmly lock onto all her enemies.

Every chord she strummed, every sweep of her fingers, was like a precise "mass taunt" directed at those monsters, causing them to abandon all reason and charge madly at her, the sole source of noise.

She created the perfect, yet cruelest, stage for the purple-haired older sister who had always stood by her side.

Saeko Busujima did not betray her trust, which, though somewhat inexplicable, was incredibly pure.

Just as the [Sonar Monster] broke through the sound wave barrier and was about to bite off Michiru's neck with its gaping maw full of fangs, at the last second...

She moved.

Her figure moved as fast as a purple lightning bolt, yet as graceful as a top-notch classical ballet.

Amidst the raging, death metal-infused rock background music, the Murata in her hand traced deadly purple trails filled with both Zen-like tranquility and murderous intent.

【Poison Island Style - First Form - Swallow Return】.

brush.

A sword light, almost invisible to the naked eye, flashed past the demon's neck in a fleeting moment.

The sonar monster charging at the very front suddenly froze, its massive momentum carrying its headless body forward for several more meters before crashing to the ground.

Its incredibly hard head tumbled through the air a few times before silently sliding down.

The cut is as smooth as a mirror.

The core hidden within its body had already been completely shattered by the incredibly precise sword energy.

"Well done, Ms. Saeko."

Michiru even had time to loudly cheer during a break in a musical phrase.

"One more song, an even more energetic one."

Before she finished speaking, the style of the music suddenly changed.

The oppressive riff from just moments ago instantly switched to a high-speed, skillful tapping solo, like a raging storm.

Each note was like a bullet, striking precisely into everyone's heart.

Thus, an unparalleled lawn-cutting spectacle, brimming with violent aesthetics and rock 'n' roll spirit, unfolded fiercely on this desolate, post-apocalyptic ruin.

Sword and song resonated perfectly at this moment.

The two of them, one active and one still, one offensive and one defensive, coordinated perfectly, as if they were not just meeting today, but a legendary band that had rehearsed together countless times.

· ········Requesting flowers··· ··

The hundreds of sonar monsters that seemed insurmountable to ordinary survivors were as fragile as fallen leaves in the autumn wind before this god-like duo, and were swept away one by one.

……

Finally, when Michiru used an extremely cool and powerful chord to draw a piercing long note full of finality on the guitar, she played the last note of the entire battle song.

Clang.

Just then, Saeko Busujima flicked the last drop of black blood, which was not her own, off the blade, and then, unhurriedly, with the lingering echo of that long sound, slowly sheathed the Murata sword.

Apart from the two of them, there was not a single other living creature standing on the entire battlefield.

... . ...

"call……"

Michiru let out a long sigh of relief, her face beaming with the satisfied smile that comes after a performance. She felt she had never played so enjoyably before.

"Miss Saeko."

"Ok?"

"We seem to get along quite well."

"Ah."

Saeko looked at her adorable face, flushed with excitement, and smiled as well.

For the first time, she felt that having such a noisy idiot by her side wasn't so bad after all.

……

SEGA Building, Command Center.

The Blank siblings, watching the epic and artistic battle scenes on the monitor screen, both fell into a long silence.

"elder brother."

"Ok?"