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

Ghost-senpai’s matter finally came to an end.

After the demon-like sensei surrendered, what awaited him was naturally the severe punishment of the law.

In addition, Mr. Fukada transferred the remuneration immediately, and there was also a long-term commission, the main content of which was to continue accompanying ghost Senpai in eating, drinking, and having fun.

In a blink of an eye, it was the third day of summer vacation.

After Kitahara Makoto woke up alone in the morning, he checked today’s daily tasks on the System while washing his face and brushing his teeth.

The first two tasks were, needless to say, still fitness tasks.

The third daily task was a pleasant surprise.

[Task: Chosen One, Return]

[Task Description: Purchase and experience at least one hour of "Black Myth: Wukong"]

The fourth task was quite exasperating.

[Task: Yamada Ryo’s Tears]

[Character Description: By any means necessary, make Yamada Ryo cry!]

"Tsk~"

Kitahara Makoto wiped his face with a towel, quite speechless.

There was already a task to make Yamada Ryo blush, which was very difficult. Now he had to make Yamada Ryo cry?

This was clearly a hell-level difficulty!

"Watch a horror movie?"

"Impossible."

"Yamada Ryo isn’t a child, she definitely won’t be scared to tears by a horror movie."

"The story of Hachiko?"

"I have a feeling that after watching the movie, Yamada Ryo will grab a bag of dog food and then run to the Hachiko statue in Shibuya to pay respects..."

Kitahara Makoto really couldn’t think of a way, so he could only sigh.

"As expected, I’ll just leave it to fate."

Taking out his phone, Kitahara Makoto sent a message to Bocchi-chan.

"Hitori, you should come over to study today."

The message quickly showed as read.

Gotō Hitori: "I’m sorry, I don’t feel well today, I have no energy at all, and I can’t get out of bed..."

Kitahara Makoto: "You don’t feel well, huh? Wait for me, I’ll take Hitori to the hospital."

Gotō Hitori: "No, no, I suddenly feel energetic!"

Just dance and dance~

"..."

Twenty minutes later.

The doorbell finally rang.

Kitahara Makoto got up and opened the door, and a shy Bocchi-chan appeared outside.

Because it was summer vacation, Bocchi-chan finally wasn’t wearing her pink tracksuit today. She was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt on top, and surprisingly, black shorts of the same style as Kitahara Makoto’s on the bottom.

Aside from physical education class, it was Kitahara Makoto’s first time seeing a girl wearing athletic shorts in daily life, but he had to admit, she looked quite good.

Bocchi-chan’s biggest hobby was staying in dark corners, and she basically never went out on holidays, let alone sunbathed, so her skin was exceptionally fair, dazzlingly white in the sunlight.

"Why didn’t Futari come?"

Kitahara Makoto asked curiously.

Gotō Hitori lowered her small head. She could lie on the phone about not feeling well, but as soon as she was actually next to Kitahara Makoto, she immediately turned into a timid quail.

"Futari went to the children’s playground with her friend..."

"Did Kita and Nijika invite you out to play?"

"No..."

Bocchi-chan bit her lower lip aggrievedly, feeling like she was about to cry.

"I specifically bought a lot of ice cream yesterday. It seems Futari won’t be able to enjoy it today." Kitahara Makoto walked to the refrigerator and changed the subject, "What flavor of ice cream do you want, Hitori?"

Gotō Hitori whispered, "I can have anything."

Kitahara Makoto casually took out two ice creams, one for Hana and the other for Bocchi-chan.

"Thank you, Kitahara-kun..."

Gotō Hitori thanked him softly, tore open the ice cream wrapper, and slowly relaxed as she ate the ice cream in small bites and drank her beverage.

At the same time.

Kitahara Makoto directly carried a stack of books over:

"Starting today, we’ll be tutoring English. We’ll strive to improve Hitori’s English grades over the summer."

"Eh?"

Gotō Hitori’s eyes widened in confusion.

(What’s going on... is he really going to make me study?)

(What about the bullying we agreed on?) 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"Of course, we’re going to study." Kitahara Makoto raised an eyebrow, "Hitori, you haven’t forgotten our agreement, have you?"

Gotō Hitori looked bewildered, cautiously glancing over:

"What agreement?"

Kitahara Makoto said helplessly:

"Of course, it’s the agreement to get into Todai together."

Although Kitahara Makoto was making a lot of money now and it seemed fine even if he didn’t get into Todai, in life, one always needed a goal to strive for.

"I’m sorry, I definitely can’t get into Todai..."

Gotō Hitori apologized instinctively.

"Since Hitori passed all her subjects this time, were your uncle and aunt very happy when you went home?"

Kitahara Makoto suddenly asked.

"Mm-hmm." Gotō Hitori nodded quickly, "Mom was super happy, she even increased my allowance."

Kitahara Makoto coaxed:

"When Hitori gets into Todai, your uncle and aunt won’t just be happy; they’ll be proud of Hitori."

"Become my parents’... pride?"

Upon hearing this, Gotō Hitori’s eyes glazed over, and she involuntarily entered her little brain-theater.

(The first person from the Gotō to get into Todai must be written into the family tree!)

(Hitori is so amazing, all those wives Mom plays with are envying me.)

(Cousin is a genius, I want to be as brilliant as cousin too!)

"Eh heh~"

The more Gotō Hitori thought about it, the happier she became, letting out an involuntary "Eh heh" and a quickly appearing smug expression on her little face.

Bang.

Kitahara Makoto raised his right hand and gently tapped Bocchi-chan’s forehead:

"To become your uncle and aunt’s pride, relying solely on fantasy definitely won’t work. You must start studying diligently from now on."

"Yes, Kitahara-sensei!"

Gotō Hitori straightened her posture, her fighting spirit rapidly rising.

Because of her introverted and socially anxious personality, Gotō Hitori dared not look up at the blackboard in school. Over time, she became the bottom student in the entire school.

If nothing unexpected happened, Bocchi-chan would certainly not get into university after graduating from high school. Even if she managed to find a job, she would resign due to her personality and eventually become a shut-in.

As for Kessoku Band... Tokyo has countless underground idols and girl Kessoku Band, but most of them need to work part-time because music alone really can’t support them.

But now it was different.

The magic cookie that increased learning ability.

The ability [Sudden Enlightenment].

Plus Kitahara Makoto’s one-on-one tutoring.

With these three approaches, Hitori would 100% be able to get into university.

As for whether Bocchi-chan’s introverted and socially anxious personality needed to change... Kitahara Makoto chose to respect Hitori’s wishes.

If Hitori wanted to change, he would help. If Hitori didn’t want to change, he certainly wouldn’t force her.

Just as some people are extroverted, others are introverted. Introverted and socially anxious people also have the right to live in this world.

As long as Hitori felt happy and comfortable, there was no need to forcibly help her change.

The reason was simple...

"Let me take care of Hitori’s future life."

Kitahara Makoto said softly.

"Eh?"

Gotō Hitori’s eyes widened, her peach blossom eyes staring blankly.

"First, university. Going to university is very necessary, and I will supervise this. Kitahara Makoto said gently, "After graduating from university, if Hitori wants to work, then work. If she doesn’t want to work, it’s fine too; I will bear the burden of Hitori’s life."

Exorcism, weight loss business, and the reward after the demon-like sensei confessed his guilt and was brought to justice... Kitahara Makoto’s bank card now held fifty million yen. Having money truly gave him confidence.

Gotō Hitori’s little face quickly flushed red, her neck shrinking back, as she stammered shyly:

"We, we’re still just high school students... That kind of thing is too early..."

Kitahara Makoto took a bite of ice cream:

"Some people start planning their lives in high school, while others, even after graduating from university, still have empty heads, only asking ’Who am I?’, ’Where am I?’, ’What should I do?’... Which one does Bocchi-chan think is better?"

Gotō Hitori: "..."

Seeing Bocchi-chan’s confused expression, Kitahara Makoto asked again:

"Does Hitori have any plans for the summer?"

Gotō Hitori instinctively shook her head: "No."

"You’re not just going to stay home all the time, are you?"

"I, I’m sorry..."

"How about this, I’ll make a summer checklist, and Bocchi-chan can choose a few items herself."

"Meow?"

"Don’t space out, let’s start studying."

"..."

Ten o’clock in the morning.

"That’s enough for today. Learning too much will be counterproductive."

Kitahara Makoto announced a temporary break.

"Then I’m going back." Gotō Hitori quickly packed her things, ready to slip away, "I still need to go back and prepare lunch for Futari."

"Don’t rush, have something to eat before you go."

Kitahara Makoto said while taking Pocky from his backpack.

Seeing the biscuit sticks, Gotō Hitori’s little face quickly flushed red, and she stammered:

"I, I’m not hungry..."

Kitahara Makoto pulled out a biscuit stick and offered it to Bocchi-chan’s mouth:

"I’m hungry."

"..."

Gotō Hitori’s little face was burning hot, and she lowered her head in shame.

While they were studying earlier, Kitahara Makoto had brought out a fruit plate from the kitchen, and all the fruit in it had been eaten by the two of them.

When Kitahara Makoto said he was hungry now, he definitely wasn’t talking about his stomach.

What he wanted to eat was clearly not biscuit sticks, but...

"Open your mouth, take it in."

Kitahara Makoto’s voice fell into Hitori’s ears.

For these past few days, every afternoon after school, Kitahara Makoto would take advantage of Hitori in the storeroom. Gotō Hitori had already formed a habit. Hearing Kitahara Makoto’s instruction, she instinctively opened her pink lips and took the biscuit stick in. After realizing what she had done, she couldn’t even utter a word of refusal.

Gotō Hitori wanted to escape, but her body felt weak, without any strength. There was nothing she could do, and in the end, she could only close her eyes in a flustered panic.

Crunch, crunch.

Kitahara Makoto slowly ate the biscuit stick, then skillfully entered the city gates, seizing the Bocchi-chan-chan who was timidly trying to hide...

Ten-odd minutes later.

Kitahara Makoto wiped the silver string from the corner of his lips, feeling satisfied:

"Hitori-sama, thank you for the meal."

"..."

After Bocchi-chan fled, Kitahara Makoto took out his phone and sent messages to the others.

"Prepare your respective belongings. We’ll depart for the Otherworld tomorrow."

The demon-like sensei had been dealt with. Now it was time to officially launch the Eden project.

Ijichi Nijika: "Received."

Kita: "Received."

Hitori: "Received."

Rinko: "Received."

"..."

Soyo and the others had just returned from the Otherworld and were temporarily unwilling to go in again. So, this trip to the Otherworld would only include Kitahara Makoto, Kita, Nijika, Ryo, Bocchi-chan, plus cousin Rinko.

"Kitahara-kun, do you have time now?"

Ijichi Nijika sent a private message.

"What’s wrong?"

"It’s about Ryo."

Ijichi Nijika explained:

"Ryo sent me a message last night saying she wasn’t feeling well, possibly a cold and fever. This morning, after I woke up, I sent a message asking Ryo how she was, but she hasn’t replied until now. I’m very worried... But the shop is too busy today, I can’t get away. If Kitahara-kun has time, could you please go visit Ryo?"

Kitahara Makoto naturally agreed:

"I’m free now. Give me Yamada Ryo’s address."