Anime Crossover: The Losing Heroines Have Become Witches

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To his surprise, Yukinoshita Yukino didn’t stop him. Instead, she continued to look at him with that contemptuous gaze that would make a small group of people shout, ’In this industry, this is our reward,’ as if she was waiting for him to finish undressing, and then show a disdainful smile to strike him down.

"Ah, wah, wah, what are you doing?!"

Yanami Anna, on the other hand, couldn’t stand it and quickly ran over to stop him.

Suddenly, the girl stepped on a delicious stick someone had thrown on the ground, lost her balance, and directly fell onto Asakura.

Originally, Asakura thought a fan-service scene common in manga was about to occur. With his invincible high-speed reaction, he hesitated for a moment and finally decided not to dodge.

Hmm, he wasn’t interested in fan service. It was just that if he dodged, Yanami Anna would fall hard on the ground, and as Saori’s designated good person, he definitely had to help.

So, in a flash, Asakura, relying on his super-fast reflexes, prepared himself to be a human cushion.

Then, Yanami Anna tried her best to regain her balance, but that posture made such a difficult feat impossible. So, she tilted, and with a completely misaligned path from her initial fall, she fell heavily to the ground while pulling down Asakura’s underwear.

Yukinoshita Yukino, who had been coldly smirking at Asakura, instantly widened her beautiful eyes. After a moment, the girl seemed to be overloaded, and after a brief pause, she stiffly turned her head, no longer looking at the innocent-faced Asakura.

Although he wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, Asakura always felt that her delicate nose seemed to have a slight blush just now...

By the time he had put his pants back on, Yanami Anna had already found a cushion from somewhere and was sitting respectfully in seiza.

"Miss Yanami."

Asakura showed the girl his gentlest smile yet, but the words that escaped his lips were more biting and chilling than the howling winds of the Ice Age.

"I am truly, truly sorry!"

The girl performed an incredibly standard dogeza, touching her forehead to the ground, with lightning speed: "Hee, can we reconcile?"

"No."

Asakura sneered, making a gesture across his neck: "Death penalty."

"Eeeek—!"

After a chaotic commotion.

Asakura leaned casually in his chair, feeling somewhat empty as he gazed at the ceiling.

Yanami Anna lay sprawled on the soft cushion, her fate unknown, with a death message written next to her in ketchup from fries, spelling ’Daikon’.

Yukinoshita Yukino, as usual, sat by the window, reading a book, though her face had a suspicious blush.

When Yuigahama Yui opened the door, she saw such a messy scene.

"What happened...?"

The pink-haired girl looked bewildered: "What’s wrong with Anna? What does ’Daikon’ mean? Does she want to eat Oden? But there’s no daikon in the Oden cans in the school vending machine, is there?"

"Don’t worry about it, it’s nothing worth talking about at length."

Asakura, who didn’t want to talk about daikon, waved his hand to change the subject: "More importantly, the Founders’ Festival is in a few days. Do you have any ideas?"

"No."

Yuigahama Yui shook her head: "If worst comes to worst, only Asakura-kun and I can go up and perform a manzai routine."

"I think Yanami Anna might be more suitable than me," Asakura said, "I just feel like this guy has been rushing headlong towards becoming a comedian recently..."

"Speaking of which, Yukino... Huh, Yukino, what’s wrong with your nose?"

Yuigahama Yui was about to ask Yukinoshita Yukino about her condition but was drawn to her delicate nose.

"The weather has been quite dry recently, so my nose is a bit..."

Yukinoshita Yukino said expressionlessly: "What do you want to ask?"

"Oh, right, right," Yuigahama Yui patted her head, successfully being brushed off by Yukino: "Yukino, aren’t you preparing two performances? How are they going? Do you really not need my help?"

"I’m not interested in manzai."

"Hmm... If not manzai, then singing is also fine."

Yuigahama Yui said with a lack of confidence: "If we sing a duet, maybe we can get away with it?"

"I’m afraid, Yui, I don’t intend to ’get away with it’," Yukinoshita Yukino said seriously: "Although I didn’t personally agree to Vice President Amakusa’s request, if I’m going to do it, I will strive to do my best."

Yuigahama Yui looked awkwardly at Asakura, who gestured with his mouth towards her.

The girl followed Asakura’s gaze and realized that on the table beside Yukinoshita Yukino, besides her school bag, there was a small, shiny silver object.

"A harmonica? Yukino, are you planning to perform with this? That’s amazing, you can even play the harmonica!"

Yuigahama Yui said in surprise.

"No, I don’t play the harmonica."

Yukinoshita Yukino shook her head: "But just as cooking doesn’t require knowing the principle of a rice cooker, the simpler the instrument, the more it has a fixed way of being used."

She didn’t need to know how the harmonica was actually played, just simply remember a set of actions and breathing rhythms.

To use a piano as an analogy, it’s like not even knowing do-re-mi, just remembering when to press which key. If it were for a competition, such a performance without any understanding or skill would certainly not get any points, but for a simple performance, it’s enough.

Yukino explained casually in her uniquely cool tone.

"Isn’t that just getting away with it too...?"

Yanami Anna, feeling a bit chest-tight from lying uncomfortably, rolled over and mumbled, "It doesn’t sound much better than Yui’s duet."

"Yukino is like this," Asakura analyzed seriously: "Her ’best’ is only the best she can strive for. Whether it’s realistic or not is another matter."

"If you say so, Asakura-kun must have prepared very thoroughly, at least much better than an unrealistic hard worker like me, right?"

Yukinoshita Yukino stared at Asakura as she spoke.

But when Asakura looked back at her, the girl inexplicably seemed to recall something and turned her head away, her face slightly flushed.

"Regarding this, I’ve actually infiltrated a Livehouse, and given time, I’m sure I can find the most cost-effective student band..."

Asakura said.

Yukinoshita Yukino said, "Unfortunately, I’m afraid there isn’t ’given time’ now."

Asakura looked at her again, and the girl, with a speed no less than his own, turned her head away again, avoiding eye contact with Asakura.

This guy, strangely a bit fun...

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