Crossover Anime: Creating a Multiverse Kinship from Grayfia

Look carefully.

She was a woman wearing a white dress with long hair that reached her waist.

Her skin was fair and smooth, as tender as a freshly peeled egg.

Her face was stunningly beautiful, radiating a captivating and alluring smile.

the most important is.

That tall figure was at least close to 2.5 meters.

Yet, despite its imposing stature, there was not a single element of disharmony about it.

Her full bust seemed ready to burst out, as if it might break free of the fabric at any moment, outlining a near-perfect curve.

Her waist was slender, forming a perfect proportion with her chest and abdomen.

Those long, straight, plump, and beautiful legs gleamed faintly in the moonlight.

The tall woman standing amidst the jungle exudes a captivating aura.

Chapter 160 Relatives Preparation: Eight-Foot Woman

She's an eight-foot-tall woman.

The moment he looked at her, her name popped into Linde's mind.

"This world is getting more and more outrageous."

Just as Linde uttered that remark, he thought of Izuki Tomo.

Ok.

That's normal, I suppose.

the other side!

The eight-foot-tall woman also noticed Lind's presence.

Having just become an intermediate-level cursed spirit, she still retains the instinct to kill.

But the moment I saw the other person, a strange feeling arose within me.

next moment.

Her eyes turned as black as ink, and a sinister smile appeared on her lips.

Silently.

The eight-foot-tall woman had vanished.

"Oh, so you've got your eye on me?"

Lind smiled silently, then looked at his gleaming [Demon Contract] skill.

Tsk tsk... Surprisingly, they even have the potential to become family members.

She appears to be a virgin as well.

Right.

After all, in this chaotic world, many plots are just fluff.

"477" said.

The other party had just transformed into an intermediate-level cursed spirit when they encountered me.

In this case.

We've arrived.

I might as well take in another family member while I'm at it.

Drop drop!

Just then, bright car headlights shone on us.

A yellow taxi was already approaching from the end of the alley.

"..."

The sense of déjà vu is so strong!

soon.

The taxi stopped in front of Linde.

As the car window rolled down, the eight-foot-tall woman dressed as a driver came into Linde's view.

"hiss--"

Linde took a deep breath and unconsciously gestured with his hands.

Compared to before, watching it up close brought him an even greater shock.

The perfect silhouette, accentuated by the seatbelt, was even more striking.

She truly lives up to her reputation as an eight-foot-tall woman.

This level.

Even among the most powerful members of the family, such as Izuki Shimo, they had to admit defeat.

Seemingly unaware of Lin De's gaze, the eight-foot-tall woman smiled and said, "Sir, it's already quite late."

"Do you need a ride?"

"of course."

Linde nodded and sat in the passenger seat without hesitation.

quickly!

The taxi slowly started moving.

at the same time.

An unfamiliar power had descended upon Lind.

"Hmm... the ability to alter memories?"

A smile appeared on Linde's lips.

An unfamiliar force attempted to confuse Lind's memory.

This is a memory from my childhood.

I was once a country boy.

Then he encountered an eight-foot-tall woman, who was run over repeatedly by a large cart.

The village elders began to intervene, and then fled the village out of fear.

have to say.

That eight-foot-tall woman knows how to have fun.

Moreover, he is a newly advanced intermediate-level spirit.

Such ability is already quite astonishing.

but!

It's simply impossible to shake Lind's memory with just this little bit of skill.

"Sir, where are you from?"

The eight-foot-tall woman drove the vehicle and spoke calmly.

"In this life, it should be the underworld."

Linde gave a very serious answer.

"Haha, you're quite the joker, sir."

The eight-foot-tall woman smiled faintly.

"You're still a ways from your destination, how about we tell you a story to pass the time?"

"Okay."

Lind shrugged indifferently.

"Then I'll tell you a ghost story."

The eight-foot-tall woman spoke calmly and slowly.

"Once upon a time, there was a girl who had a dream one day."

"I dreamt of the children's version of the monkey tram that I'd seen before at the amusement park..."

As the moonlight deepens, the story unfolds intensifies, sending chills down the spine.

"...This is the ghost story I'm about to tell, called Monkey Dream."

The eight-foot-tall woman turned to look at Lin De, hoping to glean some insight.

But she was disappointed.

Linde's gaze remained perfectly calm throughout.

"Hmm, looks like it's my turn."

Linde stroked his chin and began to tell his story.

"I was adopted by my older sister when I was little. She is a true demon lord in the underworld..."

Eight-foot-tall woman: "......"

what's the situation?

what happened?

Why does this man not play by the rules?

Now, his story.

Shouldn't it be a memory implanted by oneself, followed by tears and sobs?

But what's going on now?

How can it be even more outrageous than the story I made up?

The underworld, demons, even demons have emerged?

It seems.

It seems my tricks haven't worked.

In that case...

Without warning, the eight-foot-tall woman's neck began to stretch out strangely, and her entire face appeared out of thin air in front of Lind.

His once gentle eyes had become dark and deep, like a deep void filled with endless resentment.

A terrifying, chilling aura began to spread.

"Hey, interrupting someone's story isn't a good habit."

Linde smiled faintly as he watched all this.

Eight-foot-tall woman: "......"

This man wasn't afraid at all.

The first time we met.

She set her sights on this man and wanted to possess him entirely.

So she went to great lengths to perfectly alter the other person's memories, making them belong only to her.

The original intention was to use ghost stories to subtly guide the other party to actively integrate that memory.

But who would have thought it would be useless?

That's why she wanted to influence the other person's mind with fear and force the memories to merge.

But now it seems.