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

A force far more terrifying than all the previous ferocity combined slammed into the heavy metal door in front of her like a siege hammer!

The entire cold storage trembled violently under this immense force, and frost fell from the ceiling, hitting Hisako's shoulders, but it was far less chilling than the coldness in her heart.

“—Open the door!”

A roar that was no longer human, filled with greed and violence, came from outside the door!

The sound was no longer the chaotic roars of before; it had coalesced into a malevolent will.

Hisako's pupils shrank to pinpoints in an instant.

She instantly understood; it was the ultimate nightmare that had been lurking behind the scenes, manipulating everyone with "pheromones"—the [Gluttonous Demon].

It finally took matters into its own hands.

"!"

Hisako's face turned deathly pale instantly. She could clearly feel the pure, absolute, and superior suppressive power emanating from the thing outside the door.

It was a shiver stemming from the instinct for survival, a despair that prevented even the thought of resistance from arising in a herbivore when facing a top predator.

That was her nemesis.

"Miss Erina, run!"

Overwhelmed by her survival instinct and obsession with protecting others, Hisako turned around abruptly without thinking and let out a hysterical roar at the blonde girl behind her who was also weak from hunger!

"Go through the ventilation duct at the back! Quickly!"

However, Erina Nakiri simply watched her quietly.

There was no intention to escape in those beautiful violet eyes, only the innate arrogance of a "queen" and a hint of helpless bitter smile.

run?

Where are you going?

This distant moon palace had long since become that monster's "dinner platter." And they were nothing more than two lambs waiting to be slaughtered on that platter. The ventilation ducts? They were nothing more than being blocked in another place, a futile effort to delay death by a few minutes.

"...It's no use, Hisako."

Her voice was weak, yet unusually calm, a calmness that was heartbreaking.

"We...can't escape."

boom! boom! boom!

The banging on the door outside grew louder and more urgent.

The metal door, made of a special alloy and strong enough to withstand small explosions, was visibly dented and deformed from the impact!

The sturdy door hinges creaked painfully, and several rivets snapped under the immense pressure, flying off like bullets and leaving deep marks on the wall.

This last line of defense could collapse completely at any moment!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Hisako stared at the door that was about to break (bjdc), and tears of despair welled up in her beautiful, always energetic eyes.

She is not reconciled!

How could I not be reconciled!

Her entire life was dedicated to following this girl who shone as brightly as the sun.

She once vowed to protect her with her life, to cut through all obstacles for her, and to ensure that she would forever stand at the pinnacle of the world of cuisine.

But now, she could only watch helplessly as her most cherished young lady was devoured by a hideous monster.

This thought, like a raging inferno from hell, instantly ignited her last shred of sanity.

"what!!"

An unknown force surged wildly from her already exhausted body; it was the desperate flame of loyalty burning to its extreme.

She let out a roar filled with anger and determination, gripping the two kitchen knives that had been with her for many years. The blades reflected a cold light in the dim light of the cold storage.

She wanted to rush out the moment the door was flung open, using every last bit of her strength, even if it only left a tiny wound on the monster, to buy the young lady even a second.

She wanted to perish together with that monster!

However, just as her muscles tensed, about to transform into a desperate meteor and rush out...

A soft little hand gently pressed on her shoulder.

"Miss Erina?"

Hisako turned around, somewhat puzzled.

The blonde girl who had always been hiding behind her, protected by her, was like a delicate flower.

Erina Nakiri had stood up at some point.

She stepped past Hisako and stood before the door that was about to break.

Her delicate body, slightly weakened by hunger, stood ramrod straight, as if no force could shake her.

Like a proud rose that would rather break than bend, blooming proudly in the wind and snow.

"That's enough, Hisako."

Her voice was soft and gentle, yet it carried a resolute determination.

"You've done a great job. Thank you all along."

She turned her head slightly and took a deep look at the secretary behind her, who was already in tears from loyalty and emotion.

"The Next Battlefield"

On her face, a faint yet breathtakingly beautiful smile, the proud smile of a "queen," appeared.

"Leave it to me."

The words fell.

The metal door, already overburdened, was finally smashed open by the violent force outside. The heavy door panel, like a piece of scrap metal, roared into the cold storage room, shattering a row of shelves.

The cold, damp air, thick with the stench of blood and the scent of greed, rushed in.

Countless pairs of eyes, flashing with a crazed red light, appeared at the doorway.

The manipulated chefs surged in like a tidal wave, their movements contorted and stiff, drool dripping from their mouths, like hungry demons from hell who had been starving for a thousand years!

At the very front of them, the true form of the [Gluttonous Demon] was finally exposed to the light!

Its body was bloated like over-fermented dough, its surface wet and sticky, covered with pulsating blood vessels. Its face had no eyes, only a huge mouth that stretched to its ears, filled with sharp teeth.

Eight thick tentacles thrashed wildly around its body like an octopus, and the end of each tentacle had transformed into a kitchen knife, bone shears, or even a boning spike that gleamed with a cold metallic light!

It brandished its knife-like tentacles, a cruel, victorious smile on its face.

But what greeted it was not the terrified screams of the girls as it had imagined.

"—Stop right there, all of you!"

That moment.

An invisible pressure suddenly erupted from Erina Nakiri's petite body.

This oppressive force is not a physical impact, but a more primal and irresistible power.

It's like a flavor, a flavor that represents "absolute authority," instantly permeating the entire space and penetrating the depths of every chef's soul.

All the chefs who rushed in, including the arrogant [Gluttonous Demon], froze in their tracks at that moment.

Their brains, long dominated by appetite, uncontrollably recalled a taste they had long forgotten, a taste originating from the deepest part of their blood called fear.

That is absolute obedience to the queen of the culinary world, etched into their souls by their bloodline.

They can forget everything, they can transform into wild beasts, but they cannot resist this power, just as humans cannot resist the instinct to breathe!

Erina looked at the scene before her, which she had temporarily subdued, but her heart was filled with bitterness.

She knew this was just a short-sighted solution.

She was too weak. Prolonged hunger and mental exhaustion had already left her "God Tongue" in a state of near-complete depletion.

Her oppressive aura can only be maintained for a limited time...

ten seconds.

Nine seconds.

The red light in the eyes of that [Gluttonous Demon] began to flash violently; it was resisting! Its intelligent malice was frantically assaulting the dam that Erina had built with her bloodline!

Eight seconds.

The chef who was closest to the chef's finger twitched uncontrollably.

Seven seconds.

Fine beads of cold sweat appeared on Erina's forehead, and her vision began to blur slightly. Maintaining this oppressive aura was a life-draining experience for her.

Six seconds.

“Young Miss…” Hisako looked at Erina’s trembling back and felt an overwhelming pang of heartache, but she dared not make a sound for fear of disturbing her.

Five seconds.

One of the kitchen knife tentacles of the [Gluttonous Monster] slowly rose an inch, challenging the Queen's authority!

Four seconds.

Erina swayed, biting her lip, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.

She forced herself to push the raised tentacle back down!

three seconds.

She could feel that the shackles called "obedience" were cracking inch by inch!

two seconds.

From the monster's enormous mouth came a low, menacing roar, like an engine restarting.

one second.

As Erina watched the monster's eyes rekindle their undisguised, overwhelming hunger, a sorrowful resolve flashed in her violet eyes.

Time is up.

Chapter 85 Extreme Rescue

ten seconds.

Erina Nakiri knew this was her limit.

It was also the last ten seconds of her and Hisako's lives.

She looked at her former companions, who, though temporarily subdued, were rapidly regaining the madness of wild beasts in their eyes, and a poignant, bitter smile appeared on their faces.

'I'm sorry, Grandpa…'

'I might be bringing shame to the Nakiri family...'

Nine.

八.

seven.

……

The countdown to death pounded relentlessly in her heart.

Every passing second felt like a sharp blow to her taut nerves, causing another strand of her already overburdened mental strength to snap.

She could feel that the oppressive dam built by bloodline was being frantically eroded by the purer "appetite" of the [Gluttonous Demon] outside the door, and the cracks were spreading rapidly.

however--

Just in the last second before she was about to give up everything.

That familiar yet unfamiliar voice rang out behind her without warning.

"Yo."