Anime Crossover: Invincible Me Just Wants to Slack Off
Chapter 3

Comprehensive Anime: The Invincible Me Just Wants to Slack Off

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Inside the Rift, it was no longer the damp alley walls, but the deep, boundless Pitch-black Void. Scattered Starlight, like broken Data Streams, floated, flickered, and spun chaotically within.

A Portal leading to an unknown space had just been opened with a casual two slashes!

"..." Kitagawa Marin was completely speechless.

She covered her mouth, her eyes behind the Red Contact Lenses wide open. The Cross Starry Sky Gate suspended in the air was clearly reflected in them, along with the fantastical Starlight flowing within the gate.

That light danced in her eyes, as if igniting fireworks across the entire Universe. This was a hundred times more exciting than her favorite Anime or her wildest cosplay fantasies!

Chen Tian sheathed his sword with a fluid motion, as if he had done it thousands of times. He turned around, a hint of laziness in his smile. He reached out to Kitagawa, who was still immersed in shock and excitement.

"Let's go, Xiao Meng," his voice was exceptionally clear in the quiet alley. "We're going home."

"Mm! Mm-hmm!" Kitagawa finally snapped back to reality, nodding repeatedly like a pecking chick. The blush of excitement hadn't faded from her face.

Without hesitation, she grabbed Chen Tian's outstretched hand. The warm, firm grip made her feel even more at ease.

She practically skipped, staying close to Chen Tian, and together they stepped into the Cross Rift shimmering with strange Starlight.

Their figures instantly disappeared into the passage where colorful Starlight intertwined with deep darkness.

In the alley, only the shopping bag left alone by the corner and the old streetlamp still emitting its dim, yellow light remained. The faded posters and graffiti on the walls were silent, and the sour smell from the trash can still permeated the air.

Outside the alley, the sounds of Shibuya's Halloween revelry could be faintly heard, like another distant world.

The electric sparks around the edge of the Space Rift flickered a few times, and the cross-shaped opening silently sealed itself, as if it had never existed.

Kitagawa only felt her vision suddenly blur with colorful Starlight, and a slight sense of weightlessness. Before she could react, her feet landed on familiar wooden flooring.

Her vision instantly cleared.

The dim alley was replaced by bright, warm lighting. The residual sour smell in the air vanished, replaced by the familiar faint scent of detergent at home.

She was standing in Chen Tian's living room—the living room of a typical Japanese Detached House, with a beanbag chair, a low table, a wall-mounted TV, and the cute stickers she had put up last time hanging on the wall.

"Huh?!" She suddenly turned her head to look behind her.

There, the entrance to the shimmering Cross Rift hadn't completely closed yet. Blue electrical arcs crackled, like a window to another world hanging on the wall of their entryway, both eerie and dreamlike.

"Tian Jun!" She excitedly turned around, her wine-red hair and Little Devil Horns swaying with her movement, pointing at the Portal. "Can we do it again? Just once! It was too fast before, I didn't see clearly!"

Chen Tian looked at his girlfriend's Red Contact Lenses, which seemed even brighter under the living room lights. They were filled with childlike wonder and longing, like she had discovered a new toy.

He was amused by the direct and cute request. He reached out and ruffled her fluffy wine-red hair, his voice laced with laughter. "Next time, definitely next time." His tone was like coaxing a child.

"Mmm..." Kitagawa pouted at being refused, but this slight disappointment was instantly washed away by immense excitement.

She flitted around in place like a happy little bird, then let out a cheer and threw herself into the soft sofa with a "plop," sinking into it.

"Ah--!" She lay on her back, gazing at the familiar ceiling, her face still flushed, her eyes shining astonishingly. She exclaimed, "I never thought! I never thought! My boyfriend is actually a Superhero! That's so cool! A million times more exciting than cosplay!!"

Chen Tian walked over and sat on the sofa with a smile. He reached out and pulled his girlfriend, still caught in the afterglow of excitement, into his arms.

"Alright, Xiao Meng," he rubbed his chin against the Little Devil Horns on top of her head. "Don't get too excited, or you won't be able to sleep."

Nestled in his warm embrace, Kitagawa finally calmed down a little. She suddenly remembered Chen Tian's odd behavior in Shibuya.

She lifted her head and asked curiously, "By the way, Tian Jun, you suddenly acted strange in Shibuya just now, looking up at the sky... did you discover something? Is a supervillain about to appear?!"

Chen Tian tightened his arm around her, his gaze flicking to the simple clock hanging on the living room wall.

The hands clearly pointed to: 20:40.

He nodded slightly, acknowledging her guess.

But the next second, the warmth in his eyes, born from his girlfriend's cute reaction, quickly faded, replaced by a detached calm.

The scenes of the surging crowds on Shibuya's streets flashed through his mind—the reveling masses, the cosplayers in strange outfits, the excited smiles...

So many deaths, what did it have to do with him? They were just Leeks.

The images of the strange Black Mud in the sky flashed through his mind, as well as that white-haired figure.

The guy who would later be split in two, Shibuya, Halloween...

A hint of a playful smile appeared on Chen Tian's lips.

Since he had discovered it, why rush to resolve it now?

It was rare to stumble upon the beginning of this "Plot"... why not let things ferment a little longer?

This was also a good opportunity to test the extent of his power in this real world.

As for losing?

Chen Tian looked down at Kitagawa's slightly flushed cheeks in his arms, feeling her warm body pressed against him.

He chuckled softly, his laughter carrying absolute confidence and a hint of imperceptible arrogance.

Lose? What a joke.

He gently patted Kitagawa's back, his tone relaxed. "Alright, don't worry about those things. It's rare for me to be home early tonight. Do you want to watch a movie or play a game?"

Although Kitagawa was still curious, she was calmed by Chen Tian's composed attitude. Moreover, the shocking experience earlier had indeed consumed a lot of her energy.

"Mmm... do you want to see my... Succubus Outfit?" The blush began to bloom on Kitagawa's small face.

Chen Tian looked at her shy expression, but his gaze swept over the clock on the wall again.

20:42.

It's still early.

Chapter 4: Nanami Kento, Rescued

On the tatami, the air still held a lingering warmth and a faint, sweet scent.

Chen Tian carefully moved Kitagawa Marin, who was exhausted and drowsy with sweat, off him and gently placed her on the thin blanket beside them.

Having just left his warm embrace, Kitagawa Marin groggily opened her eyes.

Her wine-red hair clung to her damp neck, and her large eyes, enhanced by red contact lenses, were hazy with moisture.

She lazily stretched out an arm and wrapped it around Chen Tian's neck again, pulling him closer.

Leaning close to his ear, her warm breath carried a succubus-like temptation as her voice softened, "Do... you... want to go again?"

Chen Tian lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her slightly pouting, still glistening lips.

"No," his voice was deep and hoarse from afterglow but clear, "I need to go to Shibuya."

"Eh?" Kitagawa Marin blinked in surprise, following his gaze to the minimalist clock on the wall.

The hands clearly pointed to: 22:10.

The haze in her eyes quickly cleared, and she remembered the shock from the alley and the portal, the anomaly at Shibuya Sky, and her "superhero" boyfriend's mission.

Chen Tian grasped her wrist, gently removing her slender arms from around his neck.

He rose with practiced ease, their clothes scattered beside the tatami.

He bent down, picked up his dark jeans and a plain black hoodie, and quickly put them on.

The simple clothes instantly concealed his toned physique, transforming him from an intimate lover back into a young man with a slightly wild aura.

Kitagawa Marin propped herself up on the tatami, the thin blanket slipping to her waist, oblivious. Large swathes of her fair skin were exposed to the warm indoor light.

She watched Chen Tian get dressed and then stride towards the empty wall in the living room.

With a mere thought, the air tore open silently!

A cross-shaped rift of ethereal blue appeared out of nowhere, its edges flickering with familiar arcs of electricity, its interior a deep, starry vortex—the portal to Shibuya opened once more.

"Tian Jun!" Kitagawa Marin's voice rang out, tinged with a hint of nervousness, but mostly pure excitement and trust.

She clenched her small fists and waved them vigorously at Chen Tian's retreating back, "Go for it! Beat up the bad guys!"

Chen Tian paused slightly, then turned his head. The living room light illuminated half of his profile, white strands of hair falling over his forehead, a warm smile curving his lips.

"Mhm," he responded, his voice clear, "I'll be back."

With that, he no longer hesitated, stepping into the cross-shaped rift shimmering with starlight.

His figure was instantly swallowed by the light.

After a faint tremor in the air, the rift smoothed over as if it had never been there, the ethereal blue electricity vanishing in an instant. The living room wall returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

Only a faint scent of ozone, a lingering trace of spatial distortion, remained in the air, proving that everything had indeed occurred.

On the tatami, Kitagawa Marin sat alone.

The blush had not faded from her cheeks, and the lingering fatigue made her limbs feel a little weak, but the large eyes behind her red contact lenses shone with astonishing brilliance. They burned with a peculiar flame of excitement, pride, and a hint of hidden worry.

She glanced down at her body, her chest fully exposed, but she paid it no mind.

"Haaah!" she suddenly cheered, as if to motivate herself.

Then, with renewed energy, she leaped up from the tatami and, barefoot, rushed towards the kitchen with a rapid "thump-thump-thump," completely unconcerned about how "revealing" she looked.

Her target was clear: the refrigerator!

She yanked open the refrigerator door, packed full of groceries from her weekend shopping. The blast of cold air made her shiver slightly, but her excitement remained undiminished.

"Tian Jun will definitely be hungry after his fight!" she muttered to the overflowing contents of the refrigerator, her small fists clenched, a hopeful smile on her face.

"What should I make? Ramen? Curry? Or pan-fried dumplings?" She tilted her head, her wine-red hair swaying with the movement, her little devil horns bobbing gently on her head as she considered her options seriously.

In the center of Shibuya, the once bustling Halloween celebration site had become a hellscape.

Piercing alarms mixed with cries and screams, and the roar of collapsing buildings echoed continuously. The air was thick with the suffocating stench of burning, blood, and potent curses.

In the center of this chaos, on a relatively clear patch of scorched earth.

On the ground lay a large, rapidly carbonizing mass of flesh, still emitting wisps of smoke. Vaguely discernible were the twisted, tentacle-like outlines of an octopus—it was the Special Grade Curse Spirit, "Dagon," who had just been finished off.

A figure squatted beside the fleshy remains.

He had a robust build, and his head resembled a miniature active volcano. Where his eyes should have been, there was a single, huge, cold, and profoundly inhuman eye, gazing emotionlessly at the remains of his companion on the ground.

He reached out and grabbed a handful of Dagon's rapidly carbonizing flesh and blood. The warm chunks of meat quickly lost their color in his palm, turning black, brittle, and finally crumbling into dust that sifted through his fingers.

"He's dead, Dagon." His voice sounded like two rough stones grinding together, chillingly devoid of emotion, as if he were merely stating an insignificant fact.

He stood up and casually flicked the charred remains in his palm away, the ashes scattering in the wind heavy with curses.

"Our souls," the huge single eye turned towards the three figures standing quietly beside him, his words decisive, "do not need to rely on humans to reincarnate."

"See you in the wilderness a hundred years from now."

As the voice fell, the giant single eye suddenly turned to the side!

Its icy gaze, like tangible sharp knives, instantly locked onto the blonde middle-aged man among the three—Nanami Kento!

A furious, scorching, terrifying killing intent, capable of burning the soul to ashes, erupted without warning! Centered on Jogo, the scorched earth beneath its feet instantly cracked and melted!

No warning, no afterimages!

Nanami Kento's pupils constricted. Before his technique could fully unfold, the palm in his vision had already pressed against his abdomen!

"The first one."

A cold declaration, like the whisper of death.

BOOM—!!!

Explosion! Like a volcano suppressed for millennia erupting within his abdomen!

An indescribable, terrifying heat and shockwave poured from that palm!

Nanami Kento, along with the space he occupied, was instantly engulfed by furious crimson flames!

Those flames were a lava torrent condensed to its absolute limit!

The blonde figure evaporated into nothingness before he could even scream, leaving behind a terrifying, bottomless pit with lava flowing along its edges!

"Nana—!!!"

The woman beside him—Zenin Maki—only managed to cry out one syllable!

Jogo's figure vanished from its spot as if teleporting!

It appeared beside Maki. The rocky palm that had just incinerated Nanami Kento casually, as if swatting away dust, lightly tapped her shoulder.

A miniature, extremely compressed lava fireball instantly formed at the point of contact and detonated!

Even more intense than before! More explosive! A crimson pillar of fire shot into the sky, engulfing Maki and the ground beneath her feet! The flames formed a furious lava tornado! The woman's figure twisted, carbonized, and disappeared within the crimson inferno!

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