Crossover Anime: Where Did My Male God Go?

Chapter 77 Yukimura Seiichi 1

(Note that in fan fiction, the Sakura family is a province outside China called Sakura Province. There is no war; it is all fiction.)

Not a heartthrob, not a Mary Sue, this world is immersed in a persona.

2004, Rikkai University, Kanagawa Prefecture.

School ends at 3 p.m., and club activities usually end between 4 p.m. and 5 p.m.

Qingyue chose the gardening club, and today it was her turn to be on duty. She glanced at the sky, which was getting dark even faster than usual, and knew it was about to rain.

There was no report that it would rain today, and she didn't bring an umbrella, so she needed to finish quickly and go home.

The flowers that were grown outside were moved into the greenhouse one by one, and before we knew it, it was 6 p.m.

"Bye-bye, Yuecheng." Another classmate who was on duty with her waved goodbye.

Yuecheng Qingyue also waved goodbye, saying, "Bye-bye, Uemura-kun."

He carried his schoolbag in both hands and walked towards the gate.

Judging from her back view, she's a petite girl with a good figure.

Seeing her face again is disappointing, because her face is too ordinary.

Qingyue's mother and father were both from Sakura Province. She is 18 years old this year and is currently a senior at Rikkai University. Her parents passed away unexpectedly when she was in junior high school, leaving behind a large villa and a large inheritance.

Even if Qingyue never works in her entire life, she will never have to worry about making a living.

But would she really be so unambitious?

No matter how much money you have, if you live extravagantly, it will eventually run out.

She's still a student and can't manage running a company all at once, so she's been using her inheritance to make investments, and they've been quite successful.

Money makes money, and apart from not having much power, she had a lot of savings, enough to last several lifetimes, so she stopped there.

Also because of her status as an investor, there are real photos of her online, showing her with a flamboyant Barbie pink head and starry pink eyes, both of which she inherited from her father, which only shows that her father's genes are very strong.

In order to play the role of a student well.

Qingyue has severe myopia and her eyes are so sensitive that she can't wear colored contact lenses, nor does she like wearing them. For many years, she has always worn thick, white-rimmed glasses that cover most of her face.

She usually wears glasses that make it difficult to see her eyes due to their whiteness, and she also dyes her hair black.

She didn't want anyone to bother her about this while she was in school.

Many classmates said that there was a young investor with the exact same name as her, but unfortunately, they looked completely different. The person in the photo was stunningly beautiful, but in person, she was just an ordinary, unremarkable person.

This is the effect she wanted.

Now she just needs to play the role of a good student, and obviously, she's doing it very successfully.

The most important thing now is to get home quickly. It's getting dark, and judging from the weather, it's raining quite heavily.

I'm worried about not making it in time if I walk, so I'm planning to take the bus. The driver at home is coming to pick me up now, but it will take more than ten minutes, so taking the bus will be the same.

Instead of waiting, she might as well hurry home and hope it will rain after she gets there.

Just as I was thinking this, not long after leaving the school, before I even reached the bus stop, a torrential downpour began.

In an instant, Qingyue was soaked to the bone. There were roads all around, and there was nowhere to hide.

Raindrops pattered against my body, and the soaking water brought down a dark, dirty substance...

This gave her a bad feeling. She reached out and touched it, and saw a dark liquid on her hand.

"Oops!!!"

My hair started losing color at this time, and my school uniform was stained by the black pigment from my hair.

I almost forgot about this. Her hair dye isn't permanent; it will revert to its original color as soon as it gets wet. Now that she's soaked in the rain, most of the black in her hair has fallen out and is dripping down with the water.

The black paint trickled down her forehead and flowed near her eyes, making it impossible for her to open them or see clearly.

She couldn't remember the location, and she'd never memorized the street names. Since current phones aren't waterproof, taking one out in this heavy rain would be like dropping it in water—it'd be ruined.

Oh no, today is absolutely the worst day ever.

Her glasses were completely covered in black grime, making it difficult to open her eyes, which was already a bit hard. Now, with this additional obstruction, she couldn't see anything clearly. Even without her glasses, everything she saw was blurred by Gaussian blur, making it almost like she was blind...

She huddled in a corner, waiting for the rain to stop. She had never been so disheveled in over a decade.

I knew long ago that hair dye wouldn't work on her hair; it's not waterproof and it's disposable. She usually just wears a wig.

Last week, her wig was almost pulled off, so just to be on the safe side, she started dyeing her hair. She started dyeing it after taking a shower at night. Fortunately, the color doesn't fade as long as it doesn't get wet, otherwise she would have to get up in the early morning.

Who would have thought that she would encounter such a bizarre thing?

I wiped the lenses to try and remove the grime, but it only made things worse... I could see even less. There was a tiny bit of space where I could see clearly before, but now it's all gone; the lenses are completely fogged up.

She was so angry that she slapped her own hand a few times, saying, "Serves you right for being so impulsive! Now you're practically blind, and these glasses are probably ruined."

She hugged her schoolbag tightly; inside were textbooks, homework, her phone, and so on—she couldn't afford to lose another one.

"You are...Tsukishiro-kun?"

An uncertain yet gentle voice sounded in front of her.

Qingyue looked up but couldn't see who it was. Did she know them?

"Excuse me, who are you?"

Yukimura Seiichi held the umbrella over Qingyue's head and introduced her.

"I am Yukimura Seiichi from Class C, Grade 3 at Rikkai University."

He often went to Group A to find Genichiro Sanada and had seen Keigetsu Tsukishiro many times. Keigetsu was a well-known academic star at the school. Since she came to high school, Hiroshi Yagyu had lost his first place and had never been able to rise to the top again.

Yukimura Seiichi saw that Tsukishiro Qingyue was in a very bad state. She was soaking wet, covered in some kind of black paint, her school uniform was stained beyond recognition, and her hair was now tinged with Barbie pink.

She was pretending while she was in school!

Moreover, she hid it very well; for three whole years, no one discovered her secret.

In his memory, Yuecheng Qingyue was a very ordinary, well-behaved, academically gifted girl with short, black hair that reached her neck, thick bangs, and oversized, white, thick glasses. However, her exposed lips were quite pretty, giving people a very incongruous feeling.

Normally, the regulars train until 6 o'clock before leaving school, but because it's Friday, they were allowed to leave at 5 o'clock. Before it rained, he bought some things for his mother and was on his way back.

I never expected to run into a classmate I'd never crossed paths with before, especially when she was in such a disheveled state.

"I'm Yuecheng Qingyue, a third-year student in Group A at Rikkai University." She naturally followed suit after being introduced, even though he knew her, she didn't know him.

Qingyue looked straight ahead and felt no raindrops hitting her. Was he holding an umbrella over her head?

Yukimura Seiichi: "Do you need help?"