Crossover Anime: I'm Kasumigaoka Utaha's Brother

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"That's not all, brother. Besides the premiere celebration, there are also free gifts after the screening, as well as the plot, music, and even voice acting from 'Your Name,' which have already caused a huge stir online... But now's not the time to worry about that. You must be hungry, right? Shall I make you something to eat?"

With a light laugh, she turned around—in order to cook delicious meals for Hyakuri Akira herself, Kasumigaoka Utaha had never given up "stealing" from Kato Megumi. Today... it's time to show her true skills!

"Then, please."

Chapter 0271 Eriri got tricked!

"Hmm..." In her sleep, something seemed to rest against Eriri's cheek. She frowned slightly, trying to open her eyes to see what it was, but after struggling for a while, she couldn't break free from the "seal" of sleep—in her dream, she saw Baili Xiao, and the two of them had a heart-pounding storyline—whether subconsciously or consciously, she didn't want to open her eyes...

However... that "thing" moved even more aggressively, moving to within two or three centimeters of Eriri's nose—a fragrance she had never smelled before entered her nostrils, causing Eriri to raise her eyebrows and open her eyes.

That was the scent of a strange woman—Eri, who was quite sensitive to "smells," could easily tell!

After a moment of disorientation, what came into view was a pair of long, slender, white legs. Even though she was a girl herself, Eriri was "admiring" and "jealous" for two seconds—then 04 realized that something was wrong!

(What the heck?! Whose legs are these? They're so beautiful... wait! They're just stretched out in front of me like that without any regard for my image?!)

Her eyes widened suddenly, and she exaggeratedly propped herself up. Eriri's gaze traveled up her legs and finally landed on Mordred's wide-open mouth and snoring face as she slept.

Immediately afterwards...

"Ah!!!" A sharp scream—comparable to a dolphin's cry—echoed throughout the living room. Eriri stared at Mordred in horror as she struggled to pull herself away: "Who are you?!"

The faint snoring stopped abruptly, and Mordred stretched his neck painfully—as if he had been holding his breath for too long—before finally letting out a long breath after about two seconds.

"What's going on? Can't people sleep in this early morning?"

Clearly, during her time with Baili Xiao, Mordred has completely abandoned the "way of chivalry" (did she ever have?). Her usual morning exercises in the palace have been completely forgotten. At this moment, she is more like someone who has "suddenly relaxed after being under a lot of mental tension"—nothing else matters except relaxing and enjoying life!

"Huh? Who are you? Sleeping here so casually? How did you get in?!"

Mordred's complaints completely ignited Eriri's anger. Already prone to morning grumpiness, she was on the verge of exploding inside... But the next second, Kasumigaoka Utaha's voice was like cold rain, completely extinguishing her anger: "Eriri, can you please not make such a fuss? No matter what, at 5:40 in the morning, you shouldn't be speaking in that tone!"

Her words carried a clear hint of dissatisfaction, which made Eriri's breath catch in her throat. She abruptly turned her head towards the direction of the voice, wanting to argue with her, but the scene that came into view made Eriri freeze on the spot—Bai Lixiao was sitting on the sofa with his head tilted back. If you listened carefully, you could hear his slightly faster breathing, but he was still asleep.

Kasumigaoka Utaha sat beside him, leaning her head on his shoulder, her long black hair cascading down his chest.

At this moment, Bai Lixiao's arm was tightly embraced by Kasumigaoka Utaha, her upper arm perfectly "embedded" in the magnificent (or perhaps voluptuous?) breasts. Just looking at it, Eriri couldn't help but gasp—such contact could almost perfectly transmit all the touch and temperature to the other person... Don't ask her how she knew!

With a slender finger extended, Kasumigaoka Utaha made a "shh" gesture to her lips before lowering her voice and saying, "Could you please keep your voice down? As you can see, my brother hasn't gotten up yet... As for the one you questioned, she is a true Knight of the Round Table from Great Britain. If you continue to be so rude, I'm sure your father will find it very troublesome."

Eriri's father is a diplomat from the Kingdom of Great Britain. Compared to Mordred, "the heir of Prince Arthur and one of the Knights of the Round Table," it's like "a squad leader versus a company's young master and general manager"... there's simply no comparison between them!

"Ugh...!" Eriri groaned, her suspicious gaze darting between Shiho's face—she wanted to detect any sign of "lying," but unfortunately, she couldn't...

(Is she really a Knight of the Round Table?) With this doubt in mind, Eriri observed Mordred out of the corner of her eye—sleepy eyes, a hint of moisture in the corner of her eye, her mouth constantly opening and closing with yawns, her once dazzling golden hair now disheveled and spread out in all directions due to her sleeping posture, and her loose T-shirt askew to one side, revealing her fair and smooth shoulder...

(Hey! No matter how you look at it, they don't look like the serious and imposing Knights of the Round Table at all!)

Unable to resist making a mental rant, Eriri turned her attention away from Mordred—she was now more concerned with something else!

"When...did he come back?" Eriri asked Shiyu, her voice barely audible as she quietly observed Hyakuri's profile.

“Last night, it was very late,” Kasumigaoka Utaha said, her sore eyes fixed on Eriri—if she wasn't mistaken, the latter's face would display the typical "loser" expression later on, and she didn't want to miss this opportunity to please herself...

as expected...

After a brief silence, Eriri's eyebrows rose little by little, her face filled with disbelief and a sense of being deceived. She pointed at herself and launched a righteous accusation against Kasumigaoka Utaha: "You! You! You! Why didn't you wake me up? Last night you kept telling me, 'If you can't hold on, just close your eyes and rest for a bit, and I'll wake you up when he comes.' I was so...so...so naive to believe you!"

A smile involuntarily crept onto her lips. Kasumigaoka Utaha's head remained resting on Hyakuri Xiao's shoulder, not moving an inch. In fact... as if to emphasize something, she tightened her grip on Hyakuri Xiao's arm...

"Hmm? Did I say that? I'm really sorry, I haven't been getting enough rest lately, and I'm feeling a bit weak. I can't remember a lot of things, um..."

"Weak my foot! Kasumigaoka Utaha! I hate you so much!"

Chapter 0272 Baili Jun, I'm counting on you from now on!

"Aunties, it's a pleasure to meet you all."

Near a small lake, at a large outdoor gathering place, the studio members sat at a huge wooden dining table.

This is actually the first time I've used this place since we changed locations—I'm usually either working or playing games in bed, who has the leisure to go outside under the scorching sun...

Of course, with the changing seasons, the weather in mid-October was no longer "hot" and was replaced by "refreshing", which provided excellent external conditions for this outdoor gathering - as for the so-called "internal conditions", of course it was "too many people, the living room could not hold them all!"

With a slightly stiff smile, Baili Xiao coughed twice. He was currently being watched by over a dozen elders, and it would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous. But even if he was incredibly nervous, as the only male present and the person in charge, he had to maintain the atmosphere: "Thank you all for taking the time to attend the premiere of the animated film 'Your Name.' Actually, the fundamental idea behind extending this invitation was to encourage the studio members to strengthen their connections with their parents... As the head of the studio, I want to apologize to all the aunties here. I'm very sorry for taking your precious daughter away from you, and this situation may continue for a long time to come..."

With an obvious smile on her lips, Yazawa Emi first looked at Yazawa Nico beside her, then gently patted the latter's head with her right hand before turning to look at Baili Xiao: "Baili-kun, there's nothing to apologize for. In my opinion, Nico is obviously much happier now than when she was with me before, and I believe everyone else feels the same way."

Nico Yazawa lowered her head deeply at her mother's words, her hands nervously resting on her knees, unsure of what to do. She really wanted to shake her mother's arm and say something like, "How could that be? I had a lot of fun with Mom before~" in a spoiled way, but... in front of everyone, she didn't have the courage to do such a thing... No matter how many times she silently repeated "Nico Nico Nico" in her heart, it was all in vain!

(Ugh! Mom's like this... How am I ever going to be able to hold my head up in front of everyone again? It's like I'm the one who's going to abandon her with the teacher... Ugh!) With these random thoughts and complaints running through her mind, Yazawa Nico's cheeks flushed, and her reaction time became much slower—so much so that when she heard what her mother said next, she was stunned and didn't know how to react!

"As a mother, it's understandable that I can't let go of my daughter, but what we're more worried about is whether she can find someone she can rely on for the rest of her life, someone who is responsible and has a sense of duty... Baili Jun, I'm so glad that Nicole met you. I hope you can be more tolerant of her little temper and quirks in the future. My daughter... I'll continue to entrust her to you!"

As Yazawa Emi spoke, she paid no attention to Nico, who was staring at her with wide eyes and disbelief. Or rather, even with Nico staring at her like that, she could still speak the words above in a serious and composed manner.

"Yes, I'll have to rely on you again in the future, Baili-kun..."

As if in support of Yazawa Emi, Minami Hiwako and Nishikino Mizuki exchanged a glance and smiled simultaneously, each taking their daughter's (Minami Kotori and Nishikino Maki's) hands: "Kotori, you're a bit indecisive and tend to hesitate when faced with choices, so I think it's okay for Mom to discuss things with Hyakusato-kun more, right? With his support, Mom feels very reassured..."

"Maki, it's fine to act a little spoiled and arrogant at home, but please don't do that in front of Hyakusuke. I'll tell Dad not to worry about you. I hope you can go further on your idol singer journey. You will always be our proud daughter!"

"Mom! Mom! What, what are you saying..." Her flaxen hair reflected a soft glow in the sunlight. Minami Kotori puffed out her cheeks, her cheeks slightly flushed. She first stole a glance at Baili Xiao, noticing the helpless smile on his face, then lowered her head—where no one was watching, her fingers quietly slipped to her mother's waist and gently pinched it: "I, of course I'll listen to the teacher, that's how it's always been..."

Unlike Minami Kotori's "delicate" demeanor, the lively and slightly arrogant Nishikino Maki reacted quite strongly to Ruihi's words—"Thump thump thump!" The chair was pushed backward with tremendous force, and Maki stood up, her face showing undisguised "shock," her long red hair swaying wildly: "This is so absurd! This! You don't need to tell me... You should go home... Hmm! If there's nothing else, hurry back!"

"Oh, the two of them are really funny..." Honoka, sitting on the other side of the table, chuckled to herself, but her right hand took the opportunity to reach for the "caramel pudding" not far in front of her—this was one of the desserts made by Yamada Elf, the "head chef," and it had been "tempting" her for a long time!

"Smack!" A crisp sound rang out. Sonoda Umi frowned, looking at Honoka with a warning expression, and sighed softly, "Don't rush to eat. You don't want your aunt to scold you, do you? Do you want to come with me to help?"

The "help" mentioned in the words refers to Kato Megumi, Yamada Elf, Koizumi Hanayo, Ayase Eli, and Tojo Nozomi, who are not far away—they are tasked with the arduous task of "cooking delicious food for everyone present"... Of course, because the luncheon to be prepared is too lavish, they are currently quite busy (or rather, overwhelmed).

"Huh? Can I not go...? I haven't eaten since this morning, I'm completely exhausted." Honoka looked troubled and made her stance clear with her actions—she slumped into the chair, her face flattened from being "slumped" on the table...

(This is... truly embarrassing!)

Sonoda Umi raised an eyebrow, stopped trying to persuade her, and stood up and walked towards the group not far away. Honoka vaguely heard someone say something.

"If you're not afraid of being 'betrayed' by your auntie in a 'disappointed' tone to the teacher later, then sit here... Good luck."

"Um... Xiao Hai, wait for me! I was just kidding... Hey? What are you guys cooking? It smells delicious!"

Chapter 0273 "Anti-Kasumigaoka Alliance"!

"Honestly... I've come all this way, and all I get is some nonsense..."

Eriri lay back on the bed, her golden hair casually scattered around her. Sitting beside her, Izumi Hashima smiled slightly, picking up Eriri's cup as she said, "Is that what you think? I think your aunt is quite nice. Even right before boarding the plane, she didn't forget to remind you of some things... Eriri, would you like your coffee iced?"

"Yes, please add more milk, thank you!"

With a casual wave of her hand, Eriri took a deep breath and closed her eyes—half an hour earlier, the last mother, her mother Sayuri Sawamura, had boarded a plane bound for the Kingdom of Great Britain, marking the successful conclusion of this "member gathering."

Logically speaking, this should have been a "happy ending"—no member of the studio would have been able to remain so ashamed by the conversation between their mother and Baili Xiao. Their joy at being by their mother's side was genuine, but their shame at hearing the conversation between their mother and Baili Xiao was even more real!

(Ah~ Ah~ Please stop saying such shameful things! How can I ever hold my head up in front of others again!)

This is a true reflection of the feelings of the vast majority of people. So, when the mothers were about to board their booked planes to leave the city, although their faces showed a pitiful expression that said, "Are I really leaving? I will miss my mother so much!", they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Among them, Eriri's mother, Sawamura Sayuri, was the most "heartbroken" during their parting—she held Kasumigaoka Utaha's hand for a long time, her eyes fixed intently on the latter's red pupils, repeatedly pleading with her—"Utaha, I knew the moment I saw you that my daughter couldn't beat you, and might even suffer at your hands for the rest of her life. I know that saying this won't change the outcome, but as her mother, please, for my sake, show mercy..."

Of course... no one would give her a chance to finish her words, which were essentially a surrender. Amidst screams of "Ahhh! Mom, please stop talking nonsense! Let's go! Really, let's go! The plane is about to take off!", Sawamura Sayuri was forcibly pushed through the ticket gate by Eriri...

Watching her daughter angrily shaking her twin ponytails, Sayuri Sawamura sighed deeply. As someone who had been through it all, she knew clearly the difference between Eriri and Kasumigaoka Utaha, and that... was not something that could be easily bridged.

At least, that's how Baili Xiao sees it.

"Damn it, saying those things in front of so many people..." Eriri lay flat on the bed, raising her right arm to shield her eyes—her cheeks were still burning, and every time she closed her eyes, the infuriatingly smirking expression of Kasumigaoka Utaha would flash through her mind...

"Oh, don't worry about that. Here, your iced coffee." Hashima Izumi chuckled as she placed the coffee on the table beside her, then gathered her skirt with her hands and sat down on Eriri's bedside.

Ignoring the lingering resentment in her heart, Eriri sat up with puffed-out cheeks, picked up her iced coffee and gulped it down in one go, letting out a rather pleasant sigh.

"Hey, Eriri..." Hashima Izumi tilted her head, her red hair tied up in a bun, making her look incredibly cute—although there was a smile on her lips, her expression and the glint in her eyes suggested she was distracted: "Eriri, don't you think you're already very happy?"

"Huh? Happiness?" Eriri's eyes widened. If she hadn't already finished her iced coffee, she might have spat it out. She stared incredulously at Hashima as he left the boat, reaching out to touch his forehead. "You don't have a fever, so why are you suddenly saying something like that?"

Without waiting for a reply from Hashima, she continued, "How do you know I'm happy? I'm constantly being picked on by Kasumigaoka Utaha for all sorts of reasons, and the worst part is I can never win an argument with her! I've had enough of this! Just once, please, can't I win just once?"

As she spoke, she excitedly waved her arms, as if to show her anger—but... a sentence from Bo Island after she left the sea made her freeze in mid-air.

"Even so... Kasumigaoka-senpai, didn't she still accept you?" Izumi's slightly listless eyes stared at Eriri's stiff face, her smile vanishing. "Have you and Hyakusei-sensei made substantial progress together? Aren't you satisfied yet?"

Every "吗?" at the end of a sentence felt like a heavy punch to Eriri's heart. She stiffened and awkwardly watched Hashima set sail, then obediently put down her empty cup and carefully sat down next to him.

"Eri, sometimes I envy you... no, not just me, everyone else in the studio envies you." She let out a soft sigh, her tone completely calm, as if recalling a past event: "Ever since you and Hyakuri-sensei became a couple, he's been standing behind you watching you draw much more often, and he's been much more attentive in teaching you techniques... Sagiri and I can both clearly see it, not to mention Mashiro..."

"We also want the teacher to pay more attention to us, but even this simple wish seems unlikely to come true right now. So, please realize how fortunate you are, okay? Consider this just a small request on my part, because it will make us feel much better..."

"Going out to sea...you..." Eriri wondered if it was just her imagination, but she seemed to see a glimmer of light on Hashima's cheek, and her heart tightened—that feeling felt strangely familiar...

Seeing Baili Xiao gently tidying Kasumigaoka Utaha's hair, seeing Kasumigaoka Utaha picking up a piece of meat and putting it into Baili Xiao's bowl at the dining table, seeing the two of them leaning against each other and falling asleep on the sofa... wasn't that exactly how Chu Hai felt right now?

"Set sail!" Eriri's voice rose sharply, her expression incredibly serious. She placed her hands on the shoulders of the man who was sailing towards the sea, forcefully making him meet her gaze.

"Let's set sail! Together! Let's form the 'Anti-Kasumigaoka Alliance'! Let's fight against Kasumigaoka Utaha together! Hyakuri Akira belongs to all of us! Not just her alone! So..."

And so, in the dead of night, unbeknownst to the others, the nascent "Anti-Kasumigaoka Alliance" quietly emerged, foreshadowing the "war" to come—as for the ultimate outcome of the resistance: "Kasumigaoka Utaha forcefully crushes everyone and rightfully assumes the position of Empress," or "overthrows Kasumigaoka Utaha's rule and forms a harmonious extended family"...

The answer will probably be revealed after a few hundred photos... probably...

Chapter 0274 Novel Group 852 Edible 1042 Luo Tian 78 Yi!

"Um! My name is Luo Tianyi, I come from the Celestial Empire, and I am a songstress."

On the night the "Anti-Kasumi Hill Alliance" was quietly established, Baili Xiao was facing Luo Tianyi, who was nervously peeking at him, listening to her self-introduction.

Those bright, green eyes secretly observed the subtle movements on Baili Xiao's face—when they noticed that the latter's gaze was about to look over, they would immediately turn to other directions, pretending to be absent-minded.

Baili Xiao scratched his cheek with a wry smile and asked helplessly, "Am I some kind of hideous monster?"

"Oh, you just found out?"—Of course, such merciless teasing (joking) could not have come from Luo Tianyi's mouth—Mordred, sitting not far away, grinned and winked at Baili Xiao, then focused all her attention on the strawberry parfait in her hand.

(This stuff is surprisingly delicious.)

"No, no..." Luo Tianyi put her hands behind her back, her fair fingers interlacing and clenching together, then opening and closing them, repeating this several times, which was enough to show how nervous she was.

She looked at Baili Xiao shyly, her voice very low—completely different from her usual carefree manner—and Yue Zhengling, standing to the side, couldn't bear it any longer and spoke up to answer Baili Xiao's question: "Um, teacher, actually she's afraid you'll kick her out..."

"Drive...out?" Baili Xiao's eyebrows involuntarily rose—as someone with Chinese blood flowing through his veins, to actually drive "Huaxia Shenyun, Luoshui Tianyi" out, that was such an unforgivable thing!

"A-Ling! You!" Luo Tianyi anxiously reached out and grabbed Yue Zhengling's sleeve after her unauthorized reply, but her action was obviously not enough to shut Yue Zhengling up—or rather, Yue Zhengling was enjoying the pleasure of "tattling" at this moment.

"Teacher, Tianyi actually has a huge appetite. These past few days, staying in the studio, she's been able to eat all sorts of delicious food to her heart's content, and every time she does, she clutches her stomach and asks me questions like, 'Is this really not heaven?'... So now she's terrified that you'll kick her out..."

(Intentionally) ignoring Luo Tianyi's increasingly watery eyes, Yue Zhengling playfully revealed the former's true thoughts—although she hadn't known Baili Xiao for as long as others, she knew Baili Xiao's personality well, and she believed that the teacher would never kick her good friend Tianyi out of the studio just because of a question like, "Huh? Can she eat that much?"