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

"—Really."

He picked at his ear impatiently.

"It's just a relationship, but it's been made more complicated than a world war."

After saying that, he no longer hesitated.

A figure flashed!

Amidst the gasps of "shock" and "What?!" from Shirogane and Kaguya (3.2), he effortlessly grabbed the two idiot geniuses, who were still agonizing over "who should confess first," by the back of their collars, one in each hand, like an eagle catching chicks!

Then he just dragged them along and walked towards the stairwell.

"Hey! Let me go! You barbarian! You rude scoundrel!"

"Men and women shouldn't touch each other! Don't you even understand that?!"

"stop fighting."

Without turning his head, Su Chen looked at them with an expression full of "caring for the mentally challenged."

"Come home with me."

"You took your medicine."

Chapter 179 Return and New Family

When Su Chen returned to the temporary base, carrying the two idiot geniuses—one in each hand and the other in an endless, even personal attacking, debate over the final outcome of their "love war"—it was already dusk.

"Alright, girls."

He casually tossed the two “prisoners” who had completely resigned themselves to their fate, limp and powerless as if their bones had been removed, to Mai Sakurajima, who was already waiting there with a helpless and bitter smile on her face.

"Loot collected."

"Ready to go home."

……

Thus, a triumphant army, even larger and more uniquely styled than when it arrived, embarked on its journey back to SEGA's base in Akihabara.

At the very front of the procession was the "Golden Spirit" tank, brimming with rock and roll and wasteland vibes.

Its armor, reinforced by Thor's dragonfire, gleamed with a cold metallic luster in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The driver was still the same woman, Kato Megumi, whose calm expression and godlike driving skills had been forcibly given the name "Fujiwara Takue" by Su Chen.

Behind the chariot followed a container truck, also laden with various precious spoils of war. Driving it was the Sword Saint, Saeko Busujima, who, at some point, had somehow unlocked her "veteran driver" skills again.

Her driving style, like her swordsmanship, is precise, efficient, and reassuringly smooth.

As for Su Chen, he was like a king returning from a tour, leisurely sitting in the most spacious and comfortable container truck, enjoying the highest-level post-war service from the queens.

(For example, Kasumigaoka Utaha's perfectly timed leg massages and Sakurajima Mai's almost artistic feeding. Of course, all of this was done under the watchful eyes of the other girls, filled with envy and jealousy.)

……

When this team, brimming with the spirit of victory and harvest, finally arrived at the brightly lit SEGA building base, the "left-behind children" who had been waiting for a long time instantly erupted in excitement.

"Wow! They're back!"

Yui Yuigahama was the first to rush out of the building, like a big golden dog that had finally seen its owner. She gave Yukino Yukinoshita, who had just gotten out of the car, a big, energetic bear hug, accompanied by a fragrant breeze.

"Thank goodness. Yukino. You're all alright."

"Yuigahama-san, please watch your manners, you're strangling me."

Although Yukino complained, her tightly embracing hand and the fleeting, gentle smile in her eyes, like the first melting of snow, betrayed her true feelings.

Eriri immediately rushed to her nemesis, Kasumigaoka Utaha.

"Hey, you scheming woman, you're not dead."

Her tone remained as impolite as ever, but the glistening tears welling in her eyes and her slightly trembling lips made her greeting sound so pale and powerless.

"Ha ha……"

Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled as she looked at her haughty and arrogant demeanor.

She reached out and naturally ruffled the other person's wonderfully soft blonde twin ponytails.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, you loser. I promised Su Chenjun that I would write a biography for him that would be passed down through the ages. How could I possibly die in a place like this?"

"Who's the loser here?! And don't you dare touch my head!"

When Tohru and Kobayashi saw that the group had also returned safely, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

The entire entrance to the stronghold was filled with joyful laughter and chatter, a feeling of relief and family reunion.

However, this warm atmosphere did not last long.

Soon, this was completely disrupted by the appearance of an uninvited guest.

At the very back of the line, a black-haired girl dressed in a red and black Gothic Lolita outfit was gracefully emerging from the shadows of the truck.

She seemed to be born a darling of darkness; even though she had stepped into the light, she was still shrouded in a faint shadow that seemed out of place with the warmth around her.

Her face wore a devilish smile, full of amusement and inquiry.

Those clock eyes, one wine-red and the other gold, were scrutinizing with interest the unfamiliar faces before them, faces filled with astonishment and wariness.

"..."

"..."

"..."

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

The laughter of everyone abruptly stopped.

The warm atmosphere was like a rose being thrown into liquid nitrogen, instantly frozen and then shattered.

"She...who is she?"

Eriri looked at the 330 girls who, just by standing there, exuded a dangerous aura that seemed completely out of place in this cozy base, and asked in a low voice, somewhat puzzled.

Meanwhile, Thor and Blank, the siblings who had witnessed the entire earth-shattering Shinjuku battle through the "Skynet" system, had already changed drastically.

Thor instinctively shielded Kanna behind him, his red dragon eyes filled with vigilance and hostility.

"Tokisaki...Kurumi?"

Just as everyone was thrown into chaos and on high alert by Kurumi's appearance, and the atmosphere on the scene became tense once again.

The instigator of it all, Su Chen.

Finally, he slowly walked out of the carriage.

He glanced at the dramatic scene before him, smiled, and then announced to everyone in a relaxed and casual tone, as if introducing a new transfer student:

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you."

He pointed to the culprit who was watching all of this with great interest.

"This is Ms. Tokisaki Kurumi."

"From today onwards, it belongs to us."

"—A new member of the family."

Chapter 180 Shura Field

The atmosphere at the entrance of the SEGA building, which had been filled with warmth and joy of reunion, was completely ruined.

The air seemed to freeze.

The hot towels that Yui Yuigahama was handing out froze in mid-air, and the celebratory chord that Michiru Hyodo had just plucked abruptly stopped.

All the unsuspecting girls, as if by unspoken agreement, focused their gazes, like the most precise searchlights, from all directions on the newcomer, a black-haired girl who, despite being covered in blood and in a disheveled state, still exuded a deadly aura.

Then, their gazes slowly shifted, carrying a sense of scrutiny, suspicion, and questioning, like countless invisible scalpels, inch by inch, onto their leader, who wore a matter-of-fact expression that said, "I just picked up a BOSS on the side, what's the big deal?"

His eyes were filled with questions, shock, and an interrogative tone.

'The final boss?'

'Subdue?'

……

So, that night.

Top floor of the SEGA building.

In that conference room where the fighting had just ended not long ago.

To welcome back the heroes who have returned from countless battles, and also to put to trial a certain "problem child" who always likes to take matters into his own hands and bring home strange and dangerous items from outside.

A larger-scale, more tense, and more subtle event than the last one...

The queens' tea party has officially begun once again.

……

The lineup of attendees at this meeting was absolutely top-notch.

In addition to the five "Primordial Queens" who were practically bug-level from the last time (Yukino, Utaha, Mai, Erina, and Alice), two new queens have been added, each exuding a dangerous and powerful aura.

One is the purple-haired sword saint, Saeko Busujima, whose entire body exudes a chilling sword intent like a drawn sword.

She sat there quietly, her back straight, her hands on her knees, her whole being like an ancient sword that had sheathed all its sharpness, calm yet harboring murderous intent.

The other one is...

The one who simply sat there, with an elegant yet morbid smile on her face, was enough to send chills down the spines of everyone present (except Su Chen)... the Witch of Time, Tokisaki Kurumi.

She changed into a casual black gothic dress. Although the crimson imperial mark on her neck was cleverly concealed by the collar, her innate, elusive, and sinister charm remained undiminished.

Seven queens with distinct styles, yet all standing at the pinnacle of their respective fields, the ultimate queens.

They formally sat down at the same huge round table.

The scene was an epic, hellish spectacle.

The air was filled with the aroma of fine black tea, and an invisible, terrifying pressure emanating from the combined auras of the seven queens—a pressure so intense it could suffocate an ordinary person on the spot.

……

"So."

The one who broke the suffocating silence first was, as always, the master of control, Mai Sakurajima, who exuded the aura of an empress.

With a smile, she gracefully pushed a cup of Earl Grey tea, which she had brewed herself and which exuded an enticing aroma of bergamot, towards the black-haired girl who was the subject of this trial.

"Tokisaki Kurumi-san, is that right?"

Her voice was gentle, and her movements were elegant, but anyone could hear an undeniable interrogation tone from her.

"Can you explain it?"

"What exactly is your relationship with Su Chenjun?"

"And..." Her gaze, like a gentle yet undeniable tide, swept over the others present, sisters who shared the same grievances and had formed an "Alliance to Protect Su Chen's Chastity," "...And what 'identity' do you hold here? A... 'prisoner'?"

"Ha ha……"

Kurumi looked at the hostile trap before her, then at the culprit sitting in the main seat, chin in hand, watching everything with great interest, showing no intention of coming to her rescue. A wicked smile, full of amusement and provocation, appeared on her face.

She did not answer Mai's question immediately, but slowly picked up her teacup and took a sip with an impeccable, aristocratic air.

Her posture made it seem as if she wasn't being interrogated, but rather enjoying an interesting drama.

Then, in front of everyone, he uttered a declaration of war that was enough to make every living being present (except Su Chen) instantly explode on the spot.

"who am I?"

She glanced at the man beside her, who had an expression that said "it has nothing to do with me." In his strange, clock-like eyes, there gleamed an undisguised, almost tangible, possessiveness that seemed to want to devour her completely.

"Of course I am Mr. Su Chen's 'property'."

She paused, thoroughly enjoying the sudden chill and sharpness in the eyes of all the girls present, and then slowly added in a seductive and ambiguous tone, like a witch's whisper. Each word was like a needle coated with deadly poison, precisely piercing the hearts of everyone present.

"Whether it's 'body' or not."