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

"Auntie, good evening."

Kitahara Makoto reined in his thoughts and greeted politely.

Although the other party was hard to describe in terms of raising her daughter, she was much cuter than Togawa’s alcoholic and gambling rotten ghost father.

"Kitahara-kun, please sit down quickly. Auntie will make you a cup of tea first..."

"I’ll drink the tea later. I’ll go treat Uncle’s depression first."

"..."

During the brief pleasantries, Kitahara Makoto could clearly perceive that Mutsumi’s mother’s attitude towards him was exceptionally warm, a world apart from their first meeting.

Indeed, only when a person demonstrates sufficient value will they be respected and valued.

After a moment of small talk.

Kitahara Makoto, led by Mutsumi, walked upstairs and entered the master bedroom.

"I’ll go summon Hana."

Kitahara Makoto walked into the bathroom and quickly summoned Hana.

There was no need to say more about what followed. Having had one experience, the second time was naturally familiar. Hana quickly borrowed the pain of Mutsumi’s father’s depression.

"Nasty."

Hana wrinkled her small face.

Kitahara Makoto looked down:

"Bear with it, you can spit it out later."

Mutsumi looked up, eager to try, and said expectantly:

"Makoto-kun, should we go to my room, or to Dad and Mom’s room?"

Kitahara Makoto: "..."

Of course, it’s your room. What would we do in your parents’ room!

Mutsumi said expressionlessly:

"I feel like in Dad and Mom’s room, Makoto-kun would be more stimulated..."

That’s enough, I absolutely don’t want that kind of stimulation!

There are so many cameras in that room, if we get discovered, we’ll be ruined!

"Don’t say anymore." Kitahara Makoto flatly refused. "Go to your room."

"..."

A moment later.

In the bathroom of Mutsumi’s room.

Bang.

The door gently closed.

"Hana, you can spit out the pain now."

Kitahara Makoto looked down and said softly.

Although he often made Hana take the blame, as the master, he occasionally had to share the burden for his ’mount’.

"Ah..."

Hana opened her mouth and quickly spat out a fist-sized ball of gray mist.

Kitahara Makoto took a deep breath, extended his right hand, and grasped the mist ball in front of him. The gray mist immediately permeated his body.

The familiar feeling of emptiness surged in, but the symptoms were much lighter than last time. Kitahara Makoto felt he could completely endure it with his willpower, without needing anyone’s help. He figured the duration of this depression wasn’t long.

However...

"It’s my turn. I’ll make Makoto-kun happy."

Mutsumi half-squatted down, her pretty face as expressionless as ever, but her voice clearly held a hint of anticipation.

"Makoto-kun, don’t move. You can leave the rest to me."

Kitahara Makoto: "..."

It’s an inversion of roles!

It’s clearly an inversion of roles!

Normally he was the one saying this to others, but today it was Mutsumi saying it to him. Kitahara Makoto’s mood was particularly subtle.

"Actually, you don’t need to help." Kitahara Makoto said softly while using his willpower to resist the pain of emptiness. "The pain is much lighter than last time; I can hold on."

"No."

Mutsumi, who usually silently agreed to all requests from others, for the first time spoke out in opposition.

"I want to make Makoto-kun happy."

Kitahara Makoto felt inexplicably gratified.

A person’s awakening of their independent personality begins with bravely saying ’no’.

Now Mutsumi finally doesn’t agree to everything people say. Congratulations, it’s just that the direction of her awakening is wrong!

"Hana, you go out first." Mutsumi turned her head and said, "All the snacks are on the table, you can eat them all."

"Good person~"

Hana’s eyes lit up, and she quickly pushed the door open and left with her short legs.

Rustling sounds soon echoed in the bathroom.

"Makoto-kun, I’m starting."

"..."

Kitahara Makoto helplessly closed his eyes.

Now most of his willpower was being used to resist the emptiness, and for Mutsumi, who was single-mindedly trying to repay him... he really had no strength to refuse.

At the same time.

At the Togawa family.

"Why isn’t she replying to messages?"

Sakiko looked down at her phone, a hint of anxiety on her pretty face.

After drinking the Moonstar flower, there was a chance of side effects, and while the first two times were fine, today, Aunt Yuko experienced quite severe side effects.

Sakiko had no choice but to send a message to Kitahara Makoto, seeking help.

However, after the message was sent, it remained unread.

"Hmph..."

Sakiko took a deep breath, her eyes quickly firming.

"Summon Hana-chan over and ask Hana-chan to help transmit the message..."

To alleviate the pain of Mutsumi’s father’s depression, they would definitely need Hana’s power, so Hana was most likely with Kitahara Makoto, and could completely help relay the message.

No sooner said than done.

Sakiko stood in front of the mirror, silently chanting Hana’s name in her heart.

On the other side.

Hana was sitting on a chair, quietly eating snacks, and after hearing Sakiko’s summons in her heart, she silently got up and walked towards the fitting mirror in the corner. Kitahara Makoto was currently ’isolating’ himself due to pain, while Mutsumi was wholeheartedly helping to create happiness and neutralize the pain.

Togawa.

Ripples quickly appeared on the surface of the mirror, and Hana quietly emerged.

Sakiko softly asked:

"Hana-chan, what is Makoto-kun doing?"

Hana’s mouth puffed out, the snack not yet swallowed. Hearing Sakiko’s words, she silently grabbed Sakiko’s wrist and directly pulled Togawa into the mirror.

"Wait, I just wanted to ask what Kitahara-kun was doing, I didn’t want to fast travel..."

Sakiko hastily tried to explain, but it was too late. Her entire body suddenly disappeared into the mirror.

Clearly, during this time, the girls had been summoning Hana mostly for fast travel, and Hana had clearly developed a habit.

"It’s Mutsumi-chan’s room..."

Stepping out of the fitting mirror, Sakiko’s gaze swept around, quickly recognizing her surroundings.

Since she was already here, she might as well deliver the message to Kitahara-kun herself.

Splash.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom, where the lights were still on.

"Is he inside?"

Sakiko stepped forward, unconsciously pricking up her ears.

She heard no conversation, only some faint coughing sounds, which sounded like someone choking on food.

Sakiko soon realized that the bathroom door was not closed; Hana had been in a hurry to come out and eat snacks and hadn’t closed it.

"Hmph..."

Sakiko held her breath slightly, peeking through the crack in the door. Her eyes suddenly widened, and her pretty face quickly flushed red.

"He...he’s actually forcing her...Mutsumi-chan is even crying!"

"Cough cough cough..."

Hearing the movement at the door, Mutsumi turned her head to look over:

"Togawa-chan, you’re here?"

Sakiko bit her lower lip, her gaze sweeping across Mutsumi’s face. She saw that Mutsumi’s fair, doll-like face was clearly flushed red, and her emotions were incredibly complex.

(So Mutsumi can also blush with shyness...)

(No!)

(That’s clearly red from choking!)

Sakiko bit her lower lip, controlling the urge to turn and run away in shame, and couldn’t help but say:

"Kitahara-kun, how can you force Mutsumi-chan to do such a thing?!"

Kitahara Makoto: "..."

He wasn’t forcing her at all! Mutsumi had learned this knowledge from an 18+ comic, and he couldn’t stop her no matter how much he tried to persuade her!

Can’t move.

Absolutely can’t move.

With Mutsumi’s help, the nihilistic pain of depression had almost completely dissipated, but at this moment, Kitahara Makoto decisively chose to remain motionless, pretending to be a statue.

Because Mutsumi would help him argue.

"Makoto-kun didn’t force me." Mutsumi’s breathing was still a little rapid; she had clearly choked just now. "I wanted to help Makoto-kun be happy."

Sakiko turned her head away:

"How could Mutsumi-chan know about such...such terrible behavior?"

Given Mutsumi’s personality, if no one instigated her, she definitely wouldn’t proactively do such a thing, right?

Sakiko involuntarily recalled the last time she helped treat depression.

At that time, in the bathroom, Kitahara Makoto wanted her to help in that terrible way, but she refused, so he extended his demonic claws towards Mutsumi instead?

"Cough cough..."

Mutsumi’s breathing gradually steadied, though there were still occasional coughs:

"When I was cleaning Makoto-kun’s room, I saw a manga at the bottom of the bookshelf. Its name seemed to be ’Princess and the Beastman’..."

Sakiko: "..."

Her memory instantly flashed back to a long time ago.

Back then, not long after she first met Kitahara Makoto, she visited his home for some reason and happened to see the manga Mutsumi had just mentioned.

So, why hadn’t he thrown away that terrible manga yet?

Kitahara Makoto continued to pretend to be a stone person, motionless.

"Cough cough..." Mutsumi coughed twice. "I’m so tired. Togawa-chan, will you come and help?"

Sakiko took half a step back in disbelief:

"You...you’re even asking me to help?!"

Even if their feelings were shallow, she should at least feel ashamed!

If their roles were reversed, and she was caught doing such a thing, she would be so ashamed she’d want to dig a hole and hide, and she would never ask for help!

Mutsumi said seriously:

"Soyo said two people can give Makoto-kun double the happiness."

If Togawa was truly willing to help, it wouldn’t be double the happiness, but at least triple the happiness to start.

Unfortunately, Sakiko

bit her lower lip tightly and decisively reached out to close the bathroom door firmly:

"...I’ll wait for you outside!"

Helping was absolutely impossible. Since Mutsumi was doing it willingly, she couldn’t stop it, so she could only turn a blind eye.

"..."

A moment later.

Kitahara Makoto finally finished processing all the pain and walked out of the bathroom. Mutsumi remained in the bathroom to brush her teeth and rinse her mouth.

"Stare—"

Sakiko crossed her arms, her gaze sharp as she looked over.

"Togawa-chan, you suddenly came over, is something wrong?"

Kitahara Makoto coughed twice, then decisively changed the subject.

Explain?

It wasn’t like he was caught cheating, they were in a relationship, and besides, he had reported to Togawa before coming over, so no explanation was needed at all.

Sakiko bit her lower lip, her pretty face taut, and said:

"Aunt Yuko experienced very severe side effects after drinking that liquid...so I came to find Kitahara-kun."

"Understood." Kitahara Makoto said simply. "Business first, shall we go directly?"

"Mm."

"..."

Of course, before leaving, Kitahara Makoto naturally didn’t forget to say goodbye to Mutsumi, who was brushing her teeth, and then they entered the mirror one after another.

"This time Togawa-chan came alone, and my sudden appearance would be troublesome, so I still have to use the Shadow Person Bowtie..."

Kitahara Makoto spoke in a low voice while starting to take off his clothes.

"Togawa-chan, help me hold my clothes."

Sakiko silently took the clothes, and then her cheeks involuntarily puffed out.

Although she didn’t intentionally smell them, the clothes were completely filled with Mutsumi’s scent.

Seeing the weak Togawa’s jealous expression, Kitahara Makoto lowered his voice and said:

"That’s why I told Togawa-chan to come and help..."

Sakiko bit her teeth tightly:

"I absolutely cannot help like Mutsumi-chan does!"

Mutsumi had no shame, so she didn’t care, but she herself could never do it!

Kitahara Makoto muttered in a low voice:

"Sounds like you’re setting a flag..."

"There’s no way that flag exists!"

"..."

After taking off his clothes, Kitahara Makoto took out the Shadow Person Bowtie and entered ’stealth’ mode again.

The next steps were a bit troublesome, but still under control.

Sakiko successfully used her words to lead Aunt Yuko to the bathroom. Kitahara Makoto waited inside, quietly Stripping the side effects using the Hand of Deprivation.

As for the issue of accidental exposure during that time...as long as it wasn’t discovered, it wasn’t a problem.

"Done."

Kitahara Makoto took off the Shadow Person Bowtie, revealing himself. As he put on his clothes, he softly said:

"Togawa-chan, are you going back with me, or alone?"

Sakiko softly said:

"Naturally, I’m going back alone."

She had come by car before, so of course she couldn’t leave by entering the mirror now.

"Then I’ll head back first." Kitahara Makoto quickly put on his clothes. "Do you want to come to the onsen tonight?"

"No."

Sakiko flatly refused.

"Alright." Kitahara Makoto naturally wouldn’t force her. "Togawa-chan, get some good rest tonight. See you tomorrow afternoon, we’re flying to visit Togawa’s dad."

Before they knew it, it was almost the weekend. It was time to secretly visit Togawa’s rotten old man.

"..."

After saying goodbye, Kitahara Makoto summoned Hana, then quietly entered the mirror.

"Makoto-kun, you’re back?"

Mutsumi heard the movement and looked up.

"You’re back." Kitahara Makoto nodded, picked up his backpack, and softly said, "Mutsumi-chan, your parents are rarely home, so why don’t you stay home tonight?"

"Okay." Mutsumi quietly agreed, "I’ll go to Makoto-kun’s house tomorrow."

Kitahara Makoto waved goodbye:

"Then Hana-chan and I will go back first."

"..."

Just as he turned around, his sleeve was gently tugged.

Mutsumi pulled out two tender cucumbers from somewhere, and her eyes sparkled with anticipation:

"Makoto-kun, have some fruit first."

Kitahara Makoto: "..."

After eating Mutsumi’s cucumbers, Kitahara Makoto waved goodbye and then quickly traveled back home.

Hana kicked off her shoes, picked up her beloved cupcake, and with bare feet, pattered to the sofa, sat down, happily turned on the TV, and began watching "Chibi Maruko-chan."

"First, I’ll take a shower..."

Kitahara Makoto put down his backpack, turned and entered the bathroom, then casually opened his ability panel.

"The Heart Points have become fifty points?"

Kitahara Makoto’s gaze fell on the ability [Blessing of the Goddess of Love], where a red heart appeared behind the ability, with a number next to it, representing the current accumulated layers.

"It seems that one intimate contact doesn’t count as one layer, which is not bad."

Kitahara Makoto quickly analyzed in his mind:

"I just don’t know what factors determine the number of Heart Points. Is it calculated based on the degree of intimate contact?"

"Should I ask the answer book?"

"But today’s question quota has already been used up..."

While he was thinking, Kitahara Makoto suddenly heard pattering footsteps outside, clearly Hana walking over.

"Someone is coming."

Kitahara Makoto’s heart stirred slightly.

"No need to ask the answer book, I can just create a control group."

Hana is not human and doesn’t need to use the bathroom at all. Her coming over silently now clearly means someone is calling her in their heart.

Kitahara Makoto quickly finished showering, then, while drying his hair, walked out of the bathroom and quietly waited.

Not long after.

Ripples spread across the mirror’s surface, and Hana, holding a red-haired girl in pajamas, emerged.

"Eh? Eh? Eh?"

Kita quickly widened her eyes, her gaze falling on Kitahara Makoto, her small face quickly flushed, and then she quickly turned her head away.

Kitahara Makoto said righteously:

"I just got out of the shower. It’s normal for me not to be wearing clothes, right?"

Kita turned her small face away:

"Hurry up and put on your clothes!"

Kitahara Makoto took a half-step forward and said:

"I just happen to have something I want to ask Kita for help with."

Kita looked over curiously:

"What help?"

Kitahara Makoto reached out and directly pulled Kita into his arms:

"Let me kiss you."

"No, go away." Kita’s face was flushed, and she quickly propped herself against Kitahara Makoto’s chest, her voice full of shame, "The bathroom door isn’t even closed. What if someone sees us?"

Kitahara Makoto leaned in:

"Don’t panic, Kita is the first one to come over and play, so there’s no need to worry about being seen."

Kita: "..." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Damn it!

If I had known I was the first, I wouldn’t have come so early!

Helpless, Kita could only hide her tongue back, using this to express her ’resistance’.

A moment later.

With a soft ’pop’ sound, Kitahara Makoto released Kita and said with satisfaction:

"Today’s Kita is mint-flavored."

"I just brushed my teeth..."

Kita’s face was crimson, and she was panting, "I’m going back!"

"It’s too late."

"Eh?"

Kitahara Makoto softly reminded her:

"Hana-chan has already gone back into the mirror."

Kita immediately panicked and quickly covered her face as she fled:

"I, I’m going to the living room!"

"..."

Kitahara Makoto threw the hair-drying towel into the washing machine, and while getting dressed, checked the number of Heart Points.

"Heart Points have increased again... It seems that taking a mixed onsen bath can also earn Heart Points, it’s just that the quantity is a bit small."

No need to say more about what happened next; girls successively came to play through quick travel.

Yamada Ryo, Nijika, Soyo, Tomori, Anon... Soaking in an onsen before bed is beneficial for both body and mind, and when there are many people, Kitahara Makoto doesn’t have a chance to take advantage of anyone.

"Kitahara-kun, Togawa-chan said she’s not feeling well and won’t be coming tonight." Soyo held her phone and whispered, "Did you take advantage of Togawa-chan?"

Kitahara Makoto lowered his voice and said:

"If Soyo wants to know, then don’t go back tonight."

"Pfft~"

Soyo’s pretty face flushed slightly, and she lightly spat:

"I don’t want to."

Kitahara Makoto whispered:

"Togawa-chan not wanting to come is actually related to Mutsumi-chan. Soyo also wants to know what happened between the three of us, right?"

Soyo: "..."