Composite Anime: My Five Senses Are Linked with the Proud Daughters of Ten Thousand Worlds

The man didn't answer, only turned and moved aside slightly at the doorway.

"See, the criminals have been subdued. You're safe now."

Machida Sonoko and Utaha Kasumigaoka wore expressions of helplessness. It was completely dark outside, and with no power at home, they couldn't see a thing in the gloom.

"Apologies, I forgot your eyes can't see in the dark." The man, whose name they weren't sure if it was Heinz Guderian or Hans von Hohenzollern, casually flipped the light switch by the bedroom door.

With a click, the bedroom light flickered on. Incredibly, all the other lights in the house also illuminated at the same time.

However, Machida Sonoko and Utaha Kasumigaoka didn't have the capacity to dwell on this anomaly. They could finally see the man and woman before them clearly.

The man appeared to be nearly 1.9 meters tall, truly built like a tower. His crisp suit was stretched taut, revealing him to be a muscular brute. The head atop his neck sported a square-jawed face full of righteous energy, and the sunglasses he wore made him look less like a police officer and more like the protagonist of a classic Hollywood gangster film.

Undoubtedly, this was a foreigner.

And the kind of tough guy who could knock out children with one punch and fire a Vulcan cannon with one hand without his body even trembling.

So, there was absolutely no way this was the police they had called!

"Could they be US Forces stationed in Japan?" Utaha Kasumigaoka murmured.

"No, no, Uta-chan, this person is German~" Machida Sonoko quickly retorted, but then felt it was wrong again – there were plenty of German descendants at West College too.

At this moment, the woman who had spoken earlier walked past Hans into the bedroom.

Compared to the tower-like Hans, this woman appeared much more slender. Although she was taller than the average Japanese woman, and her fitted suit exuded a soldier's killing aura, the sense of pressure she gave them was significantly less.

This allowed Utaha Kasumigaoka and Machida Sonoko to relax somewhat.

The woman's gaze swept over them, and she stated directly, "My name is Christina. Please rest assured, the intruders have been subdued, but you two will need to come with us for a detailed investigation."

The woman named Christina also had a typical Western face. Beneath her long blonde hair, her fair complexion was framed by blue eyes devoid of any emotion.

She didn't seem human at all.

While they wanted to ask about the identities of the two people before them, Utaha Kasumigaoka and Machida Sonoko, glancing cautiously at Christina and Hans behind her, felt a tremor of fear and could only nod with intense unease.

As they followed them out of the bedroom, Machida Sonoko and Utaha Kasumigaoka saw three unconscious "perverts" lying on the living room floor, piled on top of each other.

They were wearing strange, earth-yellow cloaks that covered their heads, hoods and all.

But Machida Sonoko's pupils suddenly contracted as she realized one of the faces under the hood looked familiar.

Ignoring everyone else, she crouched down and pulled off the man's hood, exclaiming in shock, "Editor Yamada!!!!"

"How could it be him!?"

Utaha Kasumigaoka stood beside Machida Sonoko, looking down at the man referred to as Editor Yamada.

He was slightly plump, wore glasses, and had the appearance of a typical office worker who spent most of his time sitting.

He was the kind of person who would quickly blend into any crowd, no matter where he was.

Utaha Kasumigaoka, utterly shocked, didn't snap back to reality until Hans and Christina had escorted her out of her home – her front door was still open, and three cloaked perverts were still lying inside!

"Don't worry, our people will handle those individuals."

Christina's sidelong glance made Machida Sonoko and Utaha Kasumigaoka instinctively fall silent.

The location was a building in the heart of Ginza, Tokyo's most bustling commercial district.

This building was registered in the municipal zoning as the "Ginza Argentum Tower."

Argentum: the academic name for "silver" in Latin, symbolizing Belfast's silver sword-like will to protect.

Tower: the vertical structure metaphorically represents the capital matrix constructed by the Mecha Servant Civilization, which pierces through humanity's political and economic spheres like the Tower of Babel.

This was the core headquarters of the colossal conglomerate established by Belfast to fulfill the utopian living conditions of Jiang Lianqiu, the sole master of the Mecha Servant Civilization.

Outsiders only knew that this building belonged to a global-level conglomerate that transcended national boundaries, but no human knew that the interior and underground of this building were already permeated with the countless tentacles of an interstellar civilization that humanity could not comprehend.

Even the genuine native Earthlings working inside had chips implanted in their brains, ensuring absolute loyalty.

In the eyes of the mecha servants, apart from Jiang Lianqiu, the highest authority, all other humans could be categorized as "alien scum."

At this moment, in a research institute deep underground the Ginza Argentum Tower, Jiang Lianqiu, under the tense gaze of Belfast and a group of mecha servants, placed his hand on the second volume manuscript of "Love Beat" brought from Shizuka Hiratsuka.

In another world, on the Yaoqing Xianzhou, Su Shang was holding her breath in her own courtyard, her little face red, as she diligently cooperated with Jiang Lianqiu to mobilize her not-so-powerful Path of Abundance.

After an unknown period of silent stillness, Jiang Lianqiu seemed to sense a crack forming in a barrier deep within his consciousness.

At the same time, over 400 light-years away from Earth, at the Ophiuchus ζ Central Starport, the central AI emitted a cold, mechanical female voice.

"Receiving signal from absolute authority, Natural Authorizer 'Omega-12 Hertz', resonance coordinator authorized..."

In an instant, in the Honkai: Star Rail universe, a certain deity's gaze, filled with confusion, turned towards the Yaoqing Xianzhou.

This gaze, in a way incomprehensible to anyone – even the Aeon of The Hunt themselves – was pulled across the barrier of worlds and descended upon Jiang Lianqiu.