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

Thud!

Accompanied by a cry of dismay, Anon’s knees directly hit the floor, her posture somewhat resembling an irregular dogeza.

Bang.

A phone slipped from Anon’s hand and slid directly under the bed.

"Ow, ow, ow... Eh, my phone!"

Anon’s eyes widened, and she quickly swallowed her cries of pain. Compared to the pain in her knees, the safety of her phone was, of course, more important.

"Darn it... Why did I trip myself?!"

Anon was both aggrieved and enduring the pain as she reached for her phone.

"This is ’Misfortune’." Kitahara commented from the side, "When you feel wronged, Anon, just remember how happy you were when you were pulling cards just now. Since you enjoyed the joy of your friends’ genuine envy, this is the price you must pay."

Anon: "..."

It sounds like it makes some sense... No way!

Happiness is happiness, and feeling wronged is feeling wronged; they shouldn’t be mixed up at all!

"What scumbag-kun says is all nonsense. How could I not feel wronged? That’s my new phone that I only bought a short while ago. If it accidentally breaks, I might even cry." Anon’s voice was resentful, but she quickly felt relieved, "...Thankfully, the screen isn’t broken."

However, the next second,

The girl’s cry of pain followed:

"Ow, ow, ow..."

Along with the cry of pain, the pink-haired girl’s fox spirit tail suddenly trembled, directly flipping up her skirt.

Kitahara said speechlessly:

"Anon’s reaction time is a bit too slow, isn’t it?"

As he spoke, Kitahara admired Anon, while also gathering information.

It seems the location where the tail grows does not vary from person to person; both Anon and Kita had fox tails grow in the same spot. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Also... today Anon is wearing black lace.

As expected of a popular girl, her fashion sense is incredibly bold.

"It’s not my reaction time!" Anon’s voice was both angry and wronged, "It’s my hair! My hair is caught by something! It hurts so much! Kitahara-kun, hurry and check it for me!"

"Coming."

Kitahara stepped to Anon’s side.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

A mosquito appeared from nowhere, its target clear, heading straight for Anon.

On the girl’s fair skin, a black, ugly mosquito landed, looking particularly conspicuous.

Slap!

Kitahara naturally showed no mercy and slapped it.

A crisp slapping sound instantly echoed through the room, its lingering resonance filling the air.

"Feels so good..."

Kitahara sighed in his heart.

Full of elasticity, excellent feel, must give it full marks.

"Ah..."

Anon instinctively let out a soft cry, her voice wronged:

"Scumbag-kun, why are you hitting me?!"

Kitahara was not at all flustered: "Just now, a super-sized mosquito landed on Anon."

"You’re not lying to me?"

Anon’s voice was skeptical.

Kitahara said bluntly:

"If I’m lying, I’m a puppy."

"Hmph~" Anon let out a soft snort, not dwelling on it further, "Hurry and check my hair."

Slap!

The crisp slapping sound rang out once more.

"Ugh..."

Anon cried out softly, her voice both embarrassed and angry:

"Is it a mosquito again this time?!"

"I’m sorry, it had nothing to do with a mosquito just now." Kitahara told the truth, "Anon’s posture was just too perfect, so I couldn’t resist."

"Scumbag-kun, you’re done for! Just wait until I bite you!"

"..."

After helping the disheveled Anon crawl out from under the bed, Kitahara quickly suggested going to Onsen Village to get through the ordeal.

Anon hesitated for only a moment before agreeing:

"Alright then... But first, promise me, scumbag-kun, no bullying!"

Anon’s room had a lot of things, and most of them were her precious possessions. If they were dropped or bumped, she would inevitably feel heartbroken for a long time, so going to Onsen Village was the best option.

Kitahara raised his hand and promised:

"I definitely won’t take advantage of anyone. If I lie, I’m a puppy."

Anon looked over with a look of disdain:

"A puppy is useless. If Kitahara-kun doesn’t keep his word, then..."

Before Anon could finish speaking, Kitahara simply held Anon’s right hand, and their figures flickered, entering Onsen Village.

Half an hour later in the real world.

The light subtly distorted, and the figures of Kitahara and Anon appeared out of thin air in the room.

With a time flow of ten to one, they had already spent four or five hours in Onsen Village. The misfortune had passed, and Anon’s fox spirit tail and ears had also disappeared.

However, for some reason, the pink-haired girl, who was originally full of vitality, was now teary-eyed, utterly exhausted, and couldn’t even lift her arms.

"Anon-chan, thank you for the hospitality."

Kitahara placed the pink-haired girl on the bed, then left with satisfaction.

It was proven

that after fox spirit transformation, a girl’s body flexibility would indeed greatly improve.

It was already nine o’clock in the evening in a blink of an eye.

The girls came over one after another for their pre-sleep onsen.

"Working is so tiring..."

The first person to arrive was Ryo.

Ryo, wearing a short-sleeved shirt, walked over, casually slumping onto the sofa without any regard for her image, then directly rested her head on Kitahara’s lap, a blissful expression on her pretty face:

"Ah, if humans could choose their way of death, then I would choose to die on a sofa at ninety-nine years old."

Ninety-nine years old and dying on a sofa? Your demands are a bit too high!

"That’s probably difficult. Don’t forget that Eden Fruit can increase human lifespan."

Kitahara complained as he looked down at Ryo.

It had to be said that the short-haired Ryo had a rather heroic and dashing aura, especially her side profile, which was simply invincible. No wonder she used to be Kita’s admired senpai—to become Kita’s idol, one’s looks had to be good enough, after all, Kita was a super visual-oriented person.

"Well, then let’s pray the world isn’t destroyed by humans themselves." Ryo turned her body, resting her head on Kitahara’s lap as she looked at the TV, "The work at the exhibition hall just now was so tiring; my energy is completely depleted. Kitahara, help me replenish my energy."

Kitahara lowered his voice and said:

"Shall we go to Onsen Village and properly replenish Ryo-senpai’s energy?"

"No."

Ryo immediately refused:

"There’s something very important I need to do tonight, so I must concentrate and not relax too much."

Kitahara asked curiously:

"What is it?"

"During work tonight, Hitori wrote some lyrics, including a song called ’rats’ song’. Although the name is strange, the lyrics and imagery are super good..."

As she spoke, Ryo sat up directly and began to talk incessantly.

"I’m sorry, I already knew about the rats’ song you mentioned this morning. Not only do I know the general lyrics, but I also know the source of inspiration!"

Kitahara listened to Ryo’s narration while complaining in his heart.

Among the four girls of Kessoku Band, Ryo should be the purest one.5

Although she is usually a quiet girl, once she talks about things she is interested in, she will talk endlessly. That is a pure love from the bottom of her heart.

In contrast, Hitori initially chose to play the guitar because she wanted to become a popular person through the guitar.

Kita had no contact with music at first, and now she learns guitar, partly to make up for past mistakes, and partly to have fun with friends.

Nijika wants to gain her sister’s approval...

In short, each has its own reasons and justifications.

Only Ryo, for no reason, purely loves music.1

"Well, the performance is the day after tomorrow. I’ll go home tonight and arrange the music seriously. I should be able to finish it overnight, but band rehearsal takes time..." Ryo looked up and said, "I’ll have to trouble Kitahara-kun again tomorrow night."1

Kitahara naturally agreed:

"No problem, Dream World or the Onsen Village, you can choose."

"..."

While they were talking, other girls came over one after another.

"Kitahara-kun, Ryo-senpai, and Mutsumi-chan, good evening everyone."

Soyo’s voice was gentle, and even when she saw Ryo lying on Kitahara’s lap, the gentle smile on her face did not disappear.

Soyo, whose parents divorced when she was young and who lived with her mother, actually lacked family affection the most. Now that everyone has tacitly accepted Kitahara-kun’s harem behavior, plus having lunch together every day and soaking in the onsen every night, unconsciously, Soyo has developed a subtle emotion of ’not family, but similar to family’.

"Soyo, good evening."

Ryo sat up, greeted her, and then got up and walked to the refrigerator:

"I’m thirsty, I’m going to get a drink."

Kitahara looked up at Soyo and whispered:

"Soyo actually came so early, I thought you would show up at midnight."

"Midnight is too late, and if I don’t come to soak in the onsen tonight, everyone will suspect, right?"

Soyo’s pretty face flushed slightly as she responded in a low voice.

As they spoke, another girl came out of the bathroom, it happened to be Sakiko.

After greeting each other, Sakiko said softly:

"Kitahara-kun, there’s something I need to tell you. Let’s go to the balcony."

"Okay."

Kitahara agreed, got up, and walked to the balcony with Sakiko.

"What does Sakiko want to say?"

Arriving at the balcony, Kitahara asked softly.

"..."

Sakiko bit her lower lip, remained silent for a few seconds, then bowed and apologized, her voice full of guilt:

"I’m sorry."

The moonlight fell.

The weak Sakiko was back.

Kitahara raised an eyebrow slightly, took half a step forward, and embraced Sakiko:

"Sakiko wouldn’t apologize and then secretly carry a suitcase to the airport, fly to a foreign country, and then return three years later with our child, would she?"

Sakiko: "..."

Thump!

Sakiko clenched her fist and couldn’t help but tap Kitahara-kun’s chest. The guilt in her heart was swept away by the urge to retort:

"That sounds so melodramatic, and there’s no baby yet!"

Kitahara leaned down:

"It’s normal for me to overthink when Sakiko suddenly apologizes with a face full of guilt, right?"

"No~"

Sakiko stretched out her right hand, blocking Kitahara’s mouth, her pretty face flushed slightly as she glared at him:

"Let me finish first."

Kitahara straightened up:

"Why did Sakiko apologize just now?"

"Hoo..."

Sakiko exhaled lightly and whispered:

"My dad just sent me a message... He’s back with the Togawa family."

"Huh?"

Kitahara was slightly startled, then quickly understood.

For large families, kinship is actually very indifferent; only interests are eternal and unchanging. The ’waste’ who was expelled from the family was worthless, but now he has been found again. There is no doubt that the real target is Sakiko.

Sakiko bit her lower lip and whispered:

"My father actually married into the Togawa family. After my mother passed away due to illness, my father made a major mistake at work, causing huge losses, and then resigned and was expelled... I chose to leave with him and live with him until I met Kitahara-kun at the beginning of the school year."

"It’s been so long, yet now they’ve welcomed him back without even a word... It’s clearly to use Kitahara-kun."

Kitahara understood why Sakiko apologized right away.

Because Sakiko is very smart.

She knows very well that the reason Togawa welcomed back her dad, who had been expelled from the family, was actually for her, or more precisely, for Kitahara, who was with her.

After the official announcement of the existence of anomalies, ordinary people were fine; they still worked hard for their lives every day and had no time to stop and think. But the wealthy class was different.

Enjoying a heavenly life, their most precious and cherished possession was undoubtedly life.

But in the face of anomalies, the amount of wealth was meaningless, and true equality for all was achieved.

Sakiko is now independent and has no intention of returning, and they cannot force Sakiko to return, so the people of the Togawa family chose to shift their target and focus on Sakiko’s old man.

As a major zaibatsu, they could easily investigate the old man’s whereabouts and easily know that Kitahara and Sakiko had been to Kagoshima not long ago. Naturally, they knew that the father and daughter were not estranged; at least Sakiko still cared about family affection.

Now that Sakiko’s father has been welcomed back, if they’re attacked by an anomaly, with her old man there, can Sakiko turn a blind eye?

Certainly not.

And Kitahara, for her sake, would also not stand idly by.

"Kitahara-kun, I’m sorry..."

Sakiko bit her lower lip and apologized softly.

Kitahara said softly:

"When you apologize, you have to show sincerity."

"Eh?"

"Using your body as compensation is quite good."

Sakiko’s pretty face flushed slightly, and she couldn’t help but glare at him:

"I’m talking about serious matters, Kitahara-kun, don’t always joke around."

"Alright, then let’s talk about my thoughts." Kitahara said softly, "In life, family affection is inherently an inseparable thing. If Sakiko were to cut off all emotions and not care about him at all, that would be truly frightening. So we don’t need to dwell on it, just follow our hearts."

"As for the so-called exploitation... if every time I help, I can earn tens of millions of yen, then please exploit me more often."

"..."

At the same time.

Soyo was talking to Mutsumi, her eyes filled with resentment:

"Mutsumi-chan, after today, no matter what, you can’t make such a terrible wish again."

Although Mutsumi didn’t understand what was terrible about it, she also knew that her actions had caused trouble for Soyo, so she nodded silently and said:

"Okay, I won’t make the same wish again."

After a pause, Mutsumi raised her hand and asked:

"Can I wear the bracelet?"

"Eh?"

Soyo blinked, momentarily not realizing what Mutsumi meant by the bracelet. She had never used a band bracelet, only heard about it, so she subconsciously said:

"No problem, Mutsumi-chan doesn’t need to ask me..."