Anime Crossover: My Part-Time Job as a Giant of Light While Studying Abroad in Chiba

The whole class burst into laughter, and the tense atmosphere deflated instantly like a punctured balloon.

Upon hearing these words, Duan Zilian's eyes filled with admiration. In this school, there was such a teacher who held his own views. He was arrogant, confident, and even a little crazy, yet he always maintained the most correct principles.

"That's really amazing..." Duan Zilian thought to herself.

"Alright, that's enough chit-chat! As long as you're all alive, my rants have some meaning! Now, let's put those emotions aside and get to class!"

He turned abruptly and wrote in large characters on the blackboard: "A Discontinuity in Civilization"

"Today we'll talk about... those ancient civilizations that disappeared into the annals of history! Why did they possess the technology to build pyramids, yet perish overnight? Was it because of floods? Earthquakes? Or because... some more terrifying and domineering force erased all traces of their civilization?"

The atmosphere in the classroom was heightened like never before, with everyone intently watching the voice on the podium.

Di Yejin's voice lowered, carrying a chilling sense of oppression: "For example... trying to turn light into a weapon? Trying to create artificial gods?"

Duan Zilian was listening attentively when she heard these words and her body tensed up suddenly.

"Ancient times...light...Kai said before that Tiga is an ancient giant. Just how much does this Susumu Tiga know?"

Duan Zilian looked at Teacher Diye Jin on the stage, then at the watermelon rind in her hand.

Although this teacher is an absolute madman, the sentence he just said—"He is not a god, but a warrior struggling in the storm"—is still true.

Duan Zilian's anxiety about the "savior" lessened slightly.

"...Thanks, crazy teacher."

Duan Zilian muttered something under her breath and silently took a bite of watermelon.

Hmm, it's quite sweet.

After school, thanks to Xuexia's pardon, Duanzi Lian was able to end her club activities half an hour early and rush back to the coffee shop to prepare for work.

CREW GUYS Coffee, 18:45 PM.

The wind chimes rang, and the door was pushed open.

"Welcome!"

Duan Zilian was wiping the table when she looked up and her smile instantly froze on her face.

The person who came in was none other than Itabashi Mitsuo, the same person who had been haunting him since morning. As soon as he entered, his eyes lit up and he locked onto Duan Zilian.

"Ah! Found you!" Mitsuo Itabashi rushed over excitedly. "I knew it! According to my intelligence network, you were working here! Danzi Rei! You can't escape now!"

"...Are you a stalker?!"

Duan Zilian covered her face helplessly, "I've already told you I don't know anything, please let me go, I'm just a waitress who wants to wash dishes in peace."

"Don't be so cold!"

Mitsuo Itabashi found a table, sat down, and slammed his camera on it, making the sugar jar on top jump.

"I just want to talk to you about Ultraman Tiga! About that god! Even just hearing your feelings from being there would be great! You know what? Everyone needs something to rely on right now!"

As he spoke, he turned to look at the future, who was wiping a cup, and Hong Kai, who was reading a newspaper in the corner.

"Boss! The most expensive coffee, please! I need to have a soul-searching conversation with this survivor! This is for the future of humanity!"

Future paused for a moment, then gave a professional smile: "Okay, please wait a moment."

However, Hong Kai, who was in the corner, frowned.

He put down the newspaper in his hand, and his usually lazy eyes, now filled with impatience, glanced at Mitsuo Itabashi, who was gesturing excitedly.

That fanatical atmosphere... that rhetoric that constantly talked about "God" and "savior"... made him instinctively uncomfortable.

"Hey, kid over there." Hong Kai suddenly spoke, his voice not loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority.

Mitsuo Itabashi stopped what he was doing, turned around and looked at Kai: "Huh? Is this uncle calling me?"

Hong Kai ignored his form of address and simply tapped the table with his finger: "This is a coffee shop, not your podium. If you want to preach, please go to the square outside and don't disturb the other customers' enjoyment of their coffee."

"Preaching, proselytizing?"

Mitsuo Itabashi paused for a moment, then adjusted his glasses and earnestly explained:

"Uncle, you've misunderstood! This isn't proselytizing! This is an exploration of truth! That giant... Ultraman Tiga! He's a real miracle! Don't you find that power fascinating?"

"charming?"

Hong Kai sneered. He stood up and slowly walked to Itabashi Mitsuo's table. The shadow cast by his tall figure completely enveloped Itabashi.

“Power isn’t something that’s alluring or not.” Hong Kai looked down at him, his eyes deep. “Only the person who uses it decides whether it’s light or darkness. A brat like you who only worships power without thinking about the price behind it… is really noisy.”

Mitsuo Itabashi was stunned by Kai's aura. He shrank back and cowered like a student being scolded by the headmaster.

"...How...how scary."

Banqiao muttered under his breath, "Are all the customers in this shop this rude...?"

"Kaisang, don't scare the little kid." Mirai walked over with a coffee, smiling as she smoothed things over. "This student is just too excited. Here, this is your extra espresso."

"Thank you, boss..." Banqiao took the coffee, his hand still trembling slightly.

He glanced at Hong Kai furtively, clearly intimidated by the menacing-looking man.

"Um... Duan."

Banqiao took a sip of coffee and said to Duan Zilian in a low voice, "It must be tough working here, having regular customers who seem like gangsters..."

"Actually, Kaisan is a really nice person. He might just be in a bad mood right now, so don't worry about him," Duan Zilian quickly tried to smooth things over for Hong Kai.

“Is that so…” Itabashi Mitsuo nodded thoughtfully, until he saw that Hong Kai’s sharp gaze was still on him, and that feeling of being seen through rushed into his body.

"Um, I have something to do!" Mitsuo Itabashi suddenly stood up, downed his coffee in one gulp, and grimaced from the heat. "Duan, keep this business card! You must accept my interview next time you have the chance! For Ultraman Tiga!"

After saying that, he grabbed his camera and rushed out of the coffee shop as if his life depended on it.

“…What a strange person.” Duan Zilian shook her head as she watched his retreating figure.

“Young people these days are all so restless.” Hong Kai sat back down in his chair and picked up the newspaper. “They place their hopes on unrealistic idols, but forget how to walk their own path.”

"Kaisang, weren't you too harsh just now?" Mirai said while tidying up the cups. "I saw that child's hands were shaking."

"Hmph, that's because he's too cowardly."

Hong Kai pursed his lips. "Forget it, ignore him." Hong Kai looked at Duan Zilian: "Tonight's special training continues. Since your back can still move, give me an extra 100 sets of squats."

"...Are you a devil?!"

Chapter 21 Princess Kaguya in front of the vending machine

The uneventful days continued until 4:30 p.m. on the third day after classes resumed.

In the corridor of the special building of Soubu High School.

Duan Zilian carried a heavy case of bottled water, following behind Hachiman Hikigaya, looking utterly hopeless.

"So why are we doing this kind of hard labor here?"

"Because this is a volunteer activity."

Hachiman was also carrying a box of documents, his dead fish eyes showing no emotion: "That guy Hiratsuka Shizuka said that in order to promote emotional exchange between the two schools after the merger, and also to soothe the emotions of students after the disaster, the student council has decided to hold a 'Disaster Psychological Counseling and Campus Reconstruction Seminar'. And the Service Club, as the most idle club in the whole school, has been honorably requisitioned."

"The most idle? We're clearly the busiest, okay?"

Duan Zilian complained, "The entire academy is coming to us with requests, and now we have to be porters. Even the donkeys in the production team aren't this tired."

"Stop complaining."

Yukino Yukinoshita, who was walking at the front, stopped and looked back at the two of them: "Ms. Hiratsuka and the school have both emphasized the importance of this event, and..."

She paused, her gaze falling on the conference room door.

"This time, our opponent... is the student council of Shuchiin University."

The Shuchiin Student Council is practically synonymous with "elite" and "privilege" at Sobu High School.

Duan Zilian recalled the aloof young lady, Kaguya Shinomiya, whom she had encountered in the corridor that day, and the accountant, Ishigami, with his dark eyes. "Can people from places like that really communicate with ordinary people like us?"

"You'll know once you try." Yukinoshita pushed open the conference room door.

……

The meeting room was already full. On the left were the student council members of Soubu High School, led by Iroha Isshiki, and on the right were the elites of Shuchiin High School.

Seated at the head of the table was a blond boy with fierce eyes, like a delinquent. His imposing aura revealed his identity—Miyuki Shirogane, the student council president of Shuchiin Academy.

Beside him sat Kaguya Shinomiya, the one who had left a deep impression on Duan Zilian. Today, she was as dignified as a doll, flipping through the documents in her hands.

In the corner, Yu Ishigami was huddled up, seemingly trying to minimize his presence, while a pink-haired girl named Chika Fujiwara was playing with a strange toy by herself.

"Excuse me." Yukinoshita led two porters inside.

"Ah, Yukinoshita-senpai!"

Iroha Isshiki waved as if she'd seen a savior: "Finally here! I was almost frozen to death by the atmosphere here!"

"Where should we put the supplies?" Duan Zilian looked at Bai Yinyu, wanting nothing more than to put the box of water down as soon as possible.

"Just put it in that corner over there." Shirogane Miyuki raised his head, his fierce eyes sweeping over them. Although he looked fierce, his voice was surprisingly steady: "Thank you for your hard work, everyone."

"You're welcome." Duan Zilian put down the water tank and wiped her sweat.

Just then, Kaguya Shinomiya looked up, and her gaze met that of Rei Danji.

"..." Kaguya's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly. It was the boy from the Silent Zone.

"It's you again." Kaguya spoke softly, her voice not loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet conference room.

"Vice President Shinomiya, it's been a long time."

Duan Zilian greeted him with a grin: "Thanks to you, that bottle of oolong tea was delicious. Next time you have the chance, I'll treat you to our shop's extra-strong coffee; I guarantee it will refresh you."

“No need,” Kaguya coldly refused. “I have no interest in drinks that are so common.”

"That... Shinomiya?"

Shirogane Miyuki, standing beside them, looked at the two with some surprise. "You two know each other?"

"do not know."

Kaguya denied it categorically, saying, "He was just a random passerby I saw once in the hallway."

"Just a passerby..."

Duan Zilian shrugged, not caring at all. In the eyes of these important figures, he was just a nobody anyway.

"Alright, that's enough of the small talk."

Yukino Yukinoshita broke the awkward silence by interjecting at the right moment. She walked to the conference table, and her cool and aloof aura was in no way inferior to Kaguya's.

"The Service Department has some suggestions regarding the agenda for this seminar."

Yukino took out a document and handed it to Shirogane. "Although Shuchiin's plan is perfect, it seems to have overlooked the acceptance level of ordinary students. After all, not everyone can understand that kind of high-level psychological counseling."

"Oh?" Kaguya narrowed her eyes, looking at Yukinoshita with an expression like two territorial felines facing off.

"Yukinoshita-san, right?"

Kaguya took the document and glanced at it: "You mean, our proposal isn't practical enough?"

"I mean, it's not humane enough."

Yukinoshita remained unyielding, stating, "If it's just for a show of formalism, then there's no need to waste everyone's time."

It sounded as if sparks were crackling and exploding in the air.

Duanzi Lian and Hachiman exchanged a glance and silently retreated to a corner.

"...How terrifying."

"...Is this what they call a 'battle of the queens'?"

"...I feel like I'll be caught in the crossfire and die."

Meanwhile, on the other side, Ishigami Yuya trembled and shrank under the table: "I want to go home... I want to die..."

Only Fujiwara Chika was still oblivious, and suddenly burst out laughing while holding the toy: "Haha! This is so much fun! Does everyone want to play together?"

"Shut up, Secretary Fujiwara." Kaguya and Yukinoshita turned their heads at the same time and shouted in unison.

"Huh?!" Fujiwara Chika was startled.

Duan Zilian couldn't help but laugh as she watched this scene. Although the two women seemed to be at odds, their tacit understanding... was surprisingly quite harmonious.