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

"How about a cup of the all-purpose drink when we get back?"

Kitahara suggested as he walked down the stairs.

"...No need!"

Seika immediately recalled the side effects from drinking the medicine last time and flatly refused, "I’ll never drink anything with such big side effects again!"

Kitahara tried to persuade her, "Although there are side effects, the results are immediate. One cup, and the Manager will be full of life tomorrow."

"Hmph."

Seika let out a soft hum, her tone suspicious, "Are you trying to make that side effect personality come out again?"

Kitahara looked innocent, "I’m completely thinking for Seika-nee, okay? Besides, if Seika-nee is lucky enough, there won’t even be any side effects."

"No thanks." Seika was unmoved. "When I say I won’t drink it, I won’t."

Kitahara said speechlessly, "Then it’s probably going to hurt for a long time."

Seika hummed softly, "I’ll just bear with it; it’ll pass. Don’t underestimate my willpower."

Kitahara let out a soft click of his tongue, "As expected of the ever-strong Seika-sensei..."

"What did you call me?!"

Seika’s pretty face flushed. She reached out her right hand and gently tugged Kitahara’s ear, her tone annoyed, "Call me Manager from now on!"

"..."

The evening breeze was cool.

Unbeknownst to them, they had already descended more than half of the long sloping staircase.

Seeing Kitahara suddenly fall silent, Seika felt a little uncomfortable. She pursed her lips and broke the silence, "I’ve seen that girl who ran in crying just now..."

Kitahara casually said, "She was a customer who came to the store before, right?"

"Oh, how did you know?"

Seika’s tone was surprised.

"It’s simple." Kitahara said as he walked, "If she were a friend, Seika-nee would definitely say her name directly, not ’that girl.’ The so-called ’seen’ actually just means not familiar. Just now, Seika-nee’s expression was hesitant, and she even looked like she wanted to go up and talk to her, clearly not surprised by her arrival. So... is she that glasses guy’s friend?"

"I didn’t realize you were quite smart..."

Seika mumbled softly, then said in a low voice, "To be precise, she should be that man’s girlfriend. They often come to the store together, and their relationship is very intimate... Is that young man really unable to regain consciousness?"

Kitahara shook his head and said, "If the officials say there’s no way, then it probably can’t be done."

If he asked the answer book, he should be able to find a way to save him, but Kitahara had no interest in that at all.

They were not related, and if it was a small favor, he would help, but going to great lengths was out of the question, especially since the other party was a gambling addict. Let him die.

"Whew..."

Seika silently exhaled and said softly, "When I was giving my statement just now, I heard the police talk about that young man’s situation. He graduated from a prestigious university, worked in a bank, had a high income, and a very cute girlfriend. He could be said to be a winner in life, but he became addicted to gambling and turned into this in a short time..."

"Gambling, prostitution, and drugs are absolutely forbidden. Do you hear me?"

"Seika-nee can rest assured." Kitahara guaranteed decisively, "I am irreconcilable with gambling and drugs."

"That’s good..."

Seika nodded in satisfaction, but quickly reacted, "Wait, did you just leave something out?"

Kitahara pretended to be dumb, "Did I leave anything out?"

"Don’t try to fool me." Seika bit her lip lightly, "You clearly only mentioned gambling and drugs just now... You can’t touch lewd things either!"

"That’s impossible." Kitahara shook his head. "A certain country’s president publicly stated in an interview with reporters that lewdness is a basic human need. Seika-nee can’t ask me to be inhuman."

Seika hummed softly, "That’s just an excuse for your lack of willpower. I have absolutely no interest in lewdness."

Kitahara retorted, "Has Seika-nee never seen anything lewd?"

"I..."

"Liars have to swallow a thousand needles."

"..."

Seika finally had nothing to say.

As a delinquent girl, she had already bought adult manga with her friends out of curiosity in high school. Now, she really had no right to preach to others.

As they spoke, the two finally walked down the steps and arrived at the train station.

"Quickly put me down." Seika lowered her voice, clearly a little embarrassed, "I’ll walk myself."

There were two passersby waiting for the train at the train station. In front of them, Seika naturally didn’t want Kitahara to keep carrying her.

"Okay."

Kitahara didn’t force her either. He put Seika down and extended his right arm, "If you can’t, hold my arm."

"No! Need!"

Seika flatly refused and started walking forward.

But after only two steps, Seika quickly let out a low groan, feeling the stinging pain in her waist intensify.

"Do you need my help?"

Kitahara asked from beside her.

"No! I’ll walk myself!"

Seika gritted her teeth and slowly walked forward.

She was indeed tsundere, not cute at all. If it were Anon, she would have already been asking for a hug by now!

"Tsk~"

Kitahara let out a soft click of his tongue, then simply extended his right hand and grasped Seika’s soft hand.

"What are you doing?"

Seika’s pretty face was flushed. She glared at him in embarrassment, her expression flustered and guilty, which was unexpectedly somewhat cute.

"The train is coming." Kitahara’s expression was normal as he kindly reminded her, "If we don’t walk faster, we’ll miss the train."

"Hmph..."

Seika let out a soft hum, tried to struggle a bit, and when she realized she couldn’t break free, she finally settled down, turning her head away with a flushed face.

(Continuing to walk alone would indeed delay the train station, so there’s nothing that can be done...)

(Anyway, Nijika isn’t here, so it should be fine, right?)

The two arrived at the train station just in time.

Seika boarded the train station with her head down, feeling completely uncomfortable, as if everyone was staring at her, so as soon as she got on, she whispered:

"Let go of me quickly."

Kitahara didn’t let go of her hand immediately. Instead, he led Seika to a corner and sat down, then softly said:

"Seika-nee can look up. Actually, no one is paying attention to us."

"..."

Seika quietly looked up and found that it was indeed true.

Most people taking the train station at this hour were office workers, exhausted after a day of work. They were either playing on their phones or resting with their eyes closed.

"I wasn’t lying, was I?"

Kitahara leaned close to Seika’s ear and whispered:

"Besides, Seika-nee doesn’t look old. Even if we board hand-in-hand, others will just think we’re a couple. There’s no need to worry at all."

"You shut up!"

Seika directly reached her hand to Kitahara’s waist, glaring at him in embarrassment and anger:

"I’m only twenty-nine! I’m still very young, okay?!"

Kitahara: "..."

Women, indeed, are incredibly sensitive about their age.

The journey was silent.

The train station swayed gently, passengers got on and off, and finally, they arrived at the train station next to the shop.

"Seika-nee, give me your hand."

Kitahara extended his right hand.

"No need." Seika glared, "I feel fine again, I’ll walk by myself."

This was a lie.

Her waist still hurt a lot.

But after getting off the train station, she might run into neighbors, how could she let him hold her hand again?!

"Alright." Kitahara nodded slightly, "Tell me if you can’t hold on."

"I can hold on!"

"As expected of Seika-sensei, who is strong her entire life..."

"You brat, you really want to die, don’t you?!"

"..."

The two got off the train station and slowly walked towards the shop.

Just a few steps later, they heard a surprised cry:

"Sister, you’re back!"

Kitahara looked up and saw Nijika, Ryo, Kita, and Hitori—four girls all waiting by the street, along with a tiny Hana, who was now trotting over upon seeing the two of them.

"Nijika, why did you all come out?"

Seika forced a smile.

"The shop couldn’t continue operating today, so after we cleaned it up, we closed the door." Nijika’s voice was clear, "Everyone was worried about Elder Sister and Kitahara-kun, and seeing that it was almost time, they came to wait by the roadside... Elder Sister, how is your waist?"

"It’s fine now." Seika was particularly stubborn, "A good night’s sleep tonight and I’ll be pretty much recovered."

Despite her words, the girls could all see the strain on Seika’s face.

Kita raised her right hand, her voice clear:

"Kitahara-kun has a universal goblet, so the manager can have a drink and quickly recover completely."

Seika quickly refused:

"I don’t want to drink something so terrible!"

"Eh?" Kita blinked, a look of curiosity quickly appearing on her small face, "Did something really bad happen when the manager drank it last time?"

Seika crossed her arms over her chest and looked down at her:

"Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t ask."

Kita clasped her hands over her head:

"S-sorry! Manager-sama, I was wrong!"

"Kitahara, is everything resolved?"

Ryo looked up.

"It’s fine now."

Kitahara nodded and explained the situation in detail.

"Thank goodness, it’s good that everyone is safe." Nijika let out a long sigh of relief, clasped her hands together, and looked over gratefully, "Thank you so much, Kitahara-kun, for today."

There were so many people in the underground performance hall. When the bespectacled man turned into an abnormal existence, the fleeing customers pushed and shoved, blocking the door. If Kitahara hadn’t happened to come to play today, who knows how many would have been injured or died... Just thinking about such a scene was incredibly terrifying.

"Indeed, we owe a lot to Kitahara today." Ryo’s rosy lips curved slightly upwards, "So Nijika and the manager must repay this kindness well."

"Eh?"

Nijika paused slightly, then quickly understood Ryo’s meaning. Her pretty face rapidly flushed, and she guiltily turned her head away.

(Although being with Ryo is terrible, today’s kindness is so significant... I guess I can only agree, right?)

"Repaying..."

Seika’s gaze also drifted slightly.

(Such a great kindness should indeed be repaid well. Even if this brat is Nijika’s boyfriend, it shouldn’t be taken for granted... But how should I repay him?)

(Wait a minute... I think I said before that as long as those few customers could be saved, I would agree to anything.)

(This brat wouldn’t take advantage of this to ask for a sister-in-law bowl, would he?)

Thinking of this, Seika quietly clenched her fist, her gaze unfriendly as she glanced at Kitahara.

(Kindness is kindness, but if he dares to have wishful thinking, I’ll definitely make him pay!)

Kitahara was bewildered:

"Why are you suddenly glaring at me, Seika-nee?"

"Hmph~"

Seika let out a soft hum and turned her head away.

"It’s already half past nine, it’s about time everyone went home." Kitahara checked the time on his phone, then asked, "Are you all going back by quick travel or by train station?"

The girls all decided to go back by quick travel.

Having personally witnessed the bloody scene of the anomaly today, they absolutely dared not take the train station or subway alone, always worried about encountering monsters.

There’s no need to say more about what happened next. Nijika supported Seika, preparing to go to Nijika’s home first, then use a mirror for quick travel.

Ryo quietly glanced at Kitahara, slowing her steps slightly.

Kitahara understood and also slowed down, quickly falling to the back of the group.

"Kitahara has a long golden hair on his shoulder, and his clothes have wrinkles from being pressed down."

Ryo clasped her hands behind her back, tilting her head to look over.

Kitahara’s mouth twitched slightly. In front of the great detective Ryo, telling the truth was the only option:

"There was a long downhill staircase when we left the police station, it looked very dangerous, so I carried the manager down."

Ryo nodded lightly:

"Could the manager walk by herself at that time?"

Kitahara honestly replied: "...She could."

"It seems I guessed correctly." Ryo said softly, "The manager really has a good impression of Kitahara."

Kitahara said speechlessly:

"Letting me carry her counts as having a good impression?"

"Indeed." Ryo said airily, "In Nijika’s words, the manager’s personality is tsundere, tsundere, tsundere. If she can walk, she would never trouble others, unless their relationship is intimate enough."

"If the previous kissing and hugging could be attributed to the 16-year-old Seika, the manager didn’t have a personality shift this time. Even clearly remembering the last intimate contact, she still chose to let Kitahara carry her... If we could see the favorability, the manager’s favorability would definitely not be lower than seventy."

Kitahara: "..."

You don’t play dating simulation games, so why are you so skilled?!

A cool breeze blew, lifting the girl’s skirt, and Ryo’s rosy lips curved slightly upwards:

"It seems we can proceed with the next step of the plan..."

Kitahara immediately became nervous:

"Ryo-senpai, don’t mess around."

"Eh heh~"

Ryo closed her right eye, then smiled and gave a thumbs up.

Kitahara: "..."

So what does "eh heh" mean here?!

The journey was silent.

The group quickly arrived at Nijika’s home.

"Kitahara-kun, you two go back first." Nijika said softly, "I’ll take care of Elder Sister first."

Ryo quietly blinked: "I’ll stay and help. See you all later."

"Then Hitori and I will go back first."

Kita waved goodbye.

Just as Kita walked into the bathroom, she felt her phone vibrate. She picked it up and saw that it was a message from Ryo.

"Kita, when we soak in the onsen later, lend me the band bracelet."

"Meow?"

A question mark appeared above Kita’s head.

Why did Ryo want to borrow the bracelet?

She clearly had one herself... Could it be that one bracelet was no longer enough, and she wanted to wear bracelets on both hands to experience double the speed?

That would definitely break it!