Anime Crossover: Starting By Bullying Bocchi-chan in my Second Life

Togawa Sakiko’s pretty face was flushed red as fire, almost dripping with blood, her pearly teeth tightly biting her lower lip, turning her head to look elsewhere.

After receiving permission, Kitahara Makoto naturally wouldn’t hesitate and continued to look for the keychain’s whereabouts.

It’s just that this time, the sensation transmitted from his fingertips was no longer the cold bathtub, but the girl’s delicate and smooth skin...

"Ugh...!"

His fingertips only touched it lightly, but the girl’s trembling voice instantly turned the entire bathroom pink.

Kitahara Makoto heard it and shuddered all over.

No, don’t make such a terrible sound, you’re challenging the limits of a male high school student’s sanity!

The mermaid girl wearing only a thin layer of clothing in the bathtub.

Snow-white and delicate skin.

Exquisite collarbones.

Plus hurried breathing.

And the sweet fragrance in the air...

Kitahara Makoto originally thought that his will was indestructible, but now he suddenly realized that his will was almost pierced.

"I-it was just a little itchy..." Togawa Sakiko bit her lower lip tightly, so ashamed that her voice was trembling, her pretty face red to the point of explosion, "Kitahara-kun, don’t touch my waist..."

Although a girl’s waist is indeed a sensitive area, aren’t you a little too sensitive?

"I understand." Kitahara Makoto took a deep breath, barely calming himself down, "Then I’ll continue?"

"..."

Not objecting meant consent.

Kitahara Makoto’s right hand moved again, continuing to look for the keychain, the smooth skin brushed past his fingertips, and his sanity value began to plummet rapidly.

Steady!

Don’t mess around!

If I take advantage of Togawa-san now, there’s a high probability I’ll go to jail and step on a sewing machine, right?

Kitahara Makoto had already made up his mind that if he really couldn’t hold on, then he would turn on sage mode. In short, he would definitely not step on a sewing machine.

Fortunately, hard work pays off. As the foam on the water surface cleared away, a metallic luster suddenly appeared in front of him, which was obviously the keychain.

"Found it, the keychain is actually on Togawa-san’s thigh..."

Seeing the keychain, Kitahara Makoto immediately breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the torment was about to end.

However, he soon realized that he was wrong.

The thigh is also one of the sensitive areas for girls. Kitahara Makoto’s fingertips accidentally touched the girl’s thigh skin, and Togawa-san subconsciously tensed her body. The keychain, which was originally barely maintaining its balance, immediately slipped down and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"..."

The four eyes met.

Togawa Sakiko widened her eyes, her pink lips slightly parted, and the girl’s sense of shame finally couldn’t be suppressed, like a volcano erupting.

Although her body was a little numb from soaking for too long, she hadn’t completely lost consciousness, and she clearly felt where the keychain had slipped to.

I-it actually slipped there...

Togawa Sakiko closed her eyes, at this moment there was only one thought in her heart.

Faint.

Quickly faint, so you don’t have to be tormented by shame.

Unfortunately, although her head was dizzy, it didn’t reach the point of fainting. Instead, she heard Kitahara Makoto’s voice in her ear:

"Togawa-san... what do we do now?"

"..."

Togawa Sakiko bit her lower lip tightly, almost biting her lip, turned her head to look elsewhere, closed her eyes, and used all her strength to say:

"C-continue..."

The next things can’t be described in detail.

In short, several minutes later.

Kitahara Makoto successfully took the keychain out of the bathtub.

"Hoo..."

Seeing the piano keychain, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief together.

Togawa Sakiko was almost exhausted, the girl’s sense of shame had already exploded, and now not only her cheeks, but the skin all over her body was stained with rose red.

"Finally got it out..."

Kitahara Makoto wasn’t doing much better either, and only realized when he opened his mouth that his voice was slightly hoarse from nervousness.

In a short period of time, his will had been riddled with holes and was fragmented.

"Togawa-san, are you sure there are no other sundries?"

Kitahara Makoto cleared his throat and asked seriously.

"N-nothing left..."

Togawa Sakiko closed her eyes, just like Bocchi-chan, her voice already barely audible.

"Then I’ll continue."

Kitahara Makoto took a deep breath, stood up, and reached out to use Stripping.

"Ah, I forgot the towel..."

Kitahara Makoto smacked his forehead, quickly took the towel off Togawa-san, then clenched his right hand.

Stripping!

The next second.

A black mist suddenly appeared in Kitahara Makoto’s palm.

Poof—

Kitahara Makoto didn’t say a word, suddenly clenched his right fist, and crushed the cursed aura.

"Separation successful." Kitahara Makoto let out a breath, covering Togawa-san’s body with the towel, "You should be able to recover very soon... Shall I wait outside for you?"

Togawa Sakiko quickly nodded in agreement.

"Then I’ll go out. Call me if anything happens."

Kitahara Makoto turned and walked out of the bathroom, standing outside the door, quietly waiting.

He had originally planned to play on his phone to distract himself, but as he played, his gaze involuntarily fell on his right hand, his fingertips seemingly still retaining the smoothness of the girl’s skin...

A moment later.

Togawa Sakiko, wearing a bathrobe, walked out, her pretty face still flushed like fire, and she lowered her head and whispered:

"Kitahara-kun, I’ve troubled you today..."

"It’s a trivial matter, nothing to mention."

"..."

Silence was the Cambridge of this night.

Seeing the atmosphere grow increasingly awkward, Kitahara Makoto quickly cleared his throat twice:

"It seems Togawa-san has recovered... Then I’m going home."

Togawa Sakiko: "Kitahara-kun, would you like some water...?"

You say you want to keep me for water, but why don’t you lift your head!

Clearly, it was just a polite remark.

"I’ll drink it when I get back."

Kitahara Makoto waved his hand, decisively leaving the apartment. Fortunately, he didn’t encounter Togawa Sakiko’s father during that time. He got on his bicycle and rode safely all the way home.

"Little cake..."

"No little cake."

After sending off the Beast Eared Girl, Kitahara Makoto chugged a bottle of water, then walked into the bathroom and took a cold shower.

"My will is shaken, it’s still unstable after all..."

After falling asleep.

He didn’t know how long he had slept, but in a daze, Kitahara Makoto suddenly felt a ripple of fluctuation from the ethereal.

"This is... someone dreamt of me again?"

Kitahara Makoto opened his eyes, waking up from his sleep.

"Could it be Togawa-san?"

Kitahara Makoto subconsciously guessed.

In fact, he had just dreamt of Togawa-san. There was no way around it; what happened last night, he probably wouldn’t forget it in this lifetime.

"Enter Dream, Enter Dream."

Without hesitation, Kitahara Makoto simply chose to enter the Dream World.

To enter a dream, one must be dreamt of by someone else, so every opportunity is very rare. Although he can’t take advantage of people anymore, there are still many development directions for the Dream World. It would be too much of a waste to let such a powerful ability go to waste!

Dream entry successful.

A hard sensation quickly came from beneath his feet.

Kitahara Makoto opened his eyes, surprised to find himself on a cruise ship.

The next second.

A clear and pleasant voice entered his ears.

"Kitahara Makoto, what are you spacing out for again?"

Kitahara Makoto looked over at the sound, surprised to find a beautiful girl standing on the deck not far away, wearing a black dress and with long hair reaching her waist.

"Mai-senpai?"

Good heavens, the person who dreamt of him wasn’t Togawa-san after all, but her?

They hadn’t seen each other for days and had barely talked, so why was Mai-senpai dreaming of him repeatedly?

"Hurry up and come take a photo." Sakurajima Mai clasped her hands across her chest, tilting her pretty face slightly, revealing her fair, slender neck, "Today is the one-year anniversary of our relationship. If you dare say you forgot, you’re dead."

"..."