Crossover Anime: Starting with Destroying Kengan

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Not to mention what is arguably Japan's strongest...

If he wants to kill someone, he has to hide in outer space or live in seclusion in the wilderness; otherwise, he will be found and killed sooner or later!

"It sounds like a selection process."

Yang seemed to have realized something.

"Those who lack the strength cannot be found, and those who are strong enough cannot be controlled by the authorities. Moreover, they are aware of the situation and would not ask others to do things that would cause difficulties for everyone. After all, they themselves are the biggest beneficiaries. On the contrary, only those who lack the strength will suffer, and the interests of those people will not affect the overall situation in the eyes of the authorities."

"You should go into politics, not business."

Yato praised it.

"While your praise makes me happy, the result is that we've once again reached a dead end."

Yang shrugged.

“I wouldn’t mind helping you, but as you can see, it’s impossible for me to recover before the competition in my current condition.”

Yato is a bit of a disappointment.

The reason we didn't help before was ultimately because we lacked the strength and were afraid of being targeted by large corporations and organizations.

However, after being rewarded with mission rewards, his physical strength has been greatly improved.

This has led to a restless feeling in my heart, with a desire to use the first glimpse of the spring to see where my current limits lie.

"You should rest well. I don't want you to do anything reckless before your injury has fully healed."

Yang Nai frowned, his expression a mixture of worry and wariness.

She was afraid that Yato wouldn't behave himself even while lying in the hospital bed.

Although he explicitly promised not to interfere with Yato, how could one take a woman's words seriously?

"The match is the day after tomorrow, right? Who are you planning to send out?"

Yato asked.

"Just pick something to get by, at least don't lose too badly."

Yang Nai seemed to have already come to terms with it.

"Actually, I have another idea, but don't get your hopes up."

Yato pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Huh? What can I do?"

Yang's eyes lit up.

Although I was prepared to lose, winning would of course be the best outcome.

Having recently taken over the company, she desperately needed to demonstrate her abilities with impressive results.

Only in this way can we quickly gain control of the Yukinoshita family.

Dominance often means the right to speak.

With a voice, she was able to do many things she couldn't normally do.

"If you trust me, don't rush to decide on the participants. Let's talk about it on the day. If all goes well, I can find you a reliable agent. Of course, I'm not entirely sure, so it's up to you to decide how to choose."

Yato presented a difficult problem.

However, he underestimated Yang Nai's confidence in him.

"Since you've put it that way, what else do I need to consider?"

Yang chuckled softly, her eyes as clear as water.

He brought his face close to Yato's and gave him a sweet kiss.

……

Half an hour later, Himuro Ryo brought a doctor to examine Yato, and then saw Haruno, her face flushed, hurriedly take her leave, her steps seemingly a little unsteady.

Entering the ward, Himuro Ryo saw Yato lying on the bed as if nothing had happened. The window in the ward was wide open, and a rather chilly wind blew in. As the curtains swayed, perhaps something was being carried away by the wind.

"...Didn't you two break up?"

"Even after breaking up, we can still be friends."

Yato gave him a puzzled look, as if to say something ridiculous.

Ice Room's lips twitched.

Chapter 42

Another day passed.

Yato was discharged from the hospital amidst the stares of the doctor and Himuro Ryo, who looked at him as if he were an alien.

On the highway back to the port area.

While driving, Himuro Ryo said in a strange tone, "When I brought you in, you looked like you were about to die, but after only two days of rest, you're almost fully recovered. I've always heard of people with unusual human anatomy, and I never thought I'd find one right next to me."

"Your body's self-repair ability is dozens of times stronger than that of a normal person, which is simply unimaginable. When other people break their bones, even if they repair themselves, they will still be left with scars, but you don't even have a scar. The recovery is too perfect."

"I was worried that your injuries would leave some aftereffects, but it seems I was overthinking it. Apart from severing your limbs and removing your organs intact, I doubt any injury could bother you for the rest of your life. Your 'regenerative ability' is already on par with that of the Wakatsuki Samurai."

"That's an exaggeration. I can't compare to that kind of monster. By the way, have all my test reports been destroyed?"

Yato was well aware of his own recovery abilities.

That's simply the result of a combination of superior basic recovery ability, system effects, and the 'talent of resilience'.

He was more concerned about his own information than that.

This world is too complicated.

Countless organizations and forces are secretly conducting shady research.

They all want to break through the various limitations of the human body and achieve the great feat of human evolution.

However, it is too difficult to do, and in the process, research results that are born for various reasons are more favored by ambitious people.

If we consider 'human evolution' as the trunk of a tree, then other research projects, accidental byproducts, and other related industry chains are the branches and leaves.

As far as Yato knows, the mysterious organization "Mushi" in the Celestial Empire is very interested in cloning technology.

Although as his strength grows, he will inevitably be coveted by some people sooner or later, he will have enough power to solve the problem then. Now, he wants to eliminate potential problems before they occur.

Himuro Ryo was unaware of all this at the moment, only thinking that Yato was worried that someone would use his genetic cells for research. He immediately became serious and said, "According to industry practice, each patient's file is usually completely destroyed or sealed after the patient is discharged. I have already told my friend to destroy all your data, and even the medical equipment you used was not left behind."

"That's good."

Yato breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"By the way, where are you going next? Heading straight home?"

Himuro asked casually.

Yato thought for a moment and said, "Take me to school."

There's nothing to do back at the apartment at this time.

Although he hasn't fully recovered, he can still barely exert half of his peak strength.

It has to be said that the 'Toughness' effect that was randomly selected first by the [Omnipotent Stone] really came in very handy, otherwise I don't know how long I would have been lying in the hospital.

It's definitely going to take at least a month.

……

Half an hour later, at the entrance of Shuchiin Academy.

"I'm leaving. Call me if you need anything."

With a cool breeze, he turned the car around, stepped on the gas, and drove off in style.

Yato glanced at the departing car and couldn't help but sigh that he owed the other party quite a few favors these past few days.

"If we ever meet in a Kengan match, I'll definitely bring my Iron Body and use it as your wooden dummy so you can beat me to your heart's content."

In this way, his iron block skills can also be improved, and Himuro Ryo can also gain a lot of face.

What a perfect two birds with one stone!

Yato felt that he was probably the most respectful person to his teachers in the world.

He turned around and entered the campus.

It's worth mentioning that after checking his student ID, the security guard at the gate actually said, "The principal is waiting for you in his office."

This made Yato even more certain of his theory.

"As expected, the higher-ups at Shuchiin were aware of the attack I suffered at the hands of the Kure clan."

He did not express too much emotion.

He went straight to the principal's office.

Yato was somewhat relieved that it was during class time, otherwise, dressed in casual clothes, he would easily become the center of attention.

After passing through a luxurious corridor that resembled a medieval castle, they arrived at a tall gate with two knight statues standing before them. Before Yato could even raise his hand to knock, a voice inside said, "Come in."

"..."

Yato raised an eyebrow slightly, and without standing on ceremony, pushed open the door and entered.

As soon as you enter, you can smell the aroma of high-end incense.

The soft cashmere carpet gives the illusion that your ankles are submerged, and the luxurious yet artistic decor fully reflects the owner's refined taste.

The bookshelves and murals are placed perfectly, and framed photos of past principals and commemorative photos documenting major events hang on the wall.

Behind the heavy desk, a man in a suit stood by the window, seemingly admiring the view of the courtyard. He exuded an air of aristocratic elegance, but Yato knew that he was just putting on an act.

Moreover... he wasn't looking at any scenery, but rather at the sculpture of himself erected in the fountain.

“Principal Adolf, haven’t you had enough after looking at it for years? I even suspect that the reason the paint on that sculpture is peeling off so quickly is because your gaze is too intense.”

Yato slammed the door shut with his foot.

With his hands in his pockets, he acted like an outsider, showing little respect for his own principal in his words and manner. If the disciplinary committee saw him, who knows what kind of lecture he would receive.

"Still the same as always, Igarashi-kun."

Adolf Pescarolo turned around, his smile tinged with a hint of helplessness.

Wearing a light red suit, he appeared to be around sixty or seventy years old, but his physique remained robust, showing little sign of the ravages of time, and his spirit was as vibrant as that of a young man.

He may appear to be the serious type, but he actually has a rather eccentric personality. He often does things with a straight face that are so funny that it's hard to find anything funny, leaving the student council feeling helpless while having to clean up his messes.

In Yato's eyes, he was an old man who was neither particularly likable nor particularly annoying.

"It's been quite a while since we last met."

Principal Adolf exclaimed.

Yato, however, didn't hold back at all, saying, "What are you saying, Principal? You always go up on stage to speak and make your presence felt during the weekly school assembly. If I may be so bold, it's quite difficult not to see you."

"uh-huh!"

Principal Adolf coughed awkwardly at his fist, as if he hadn't heard the words, and pulled over a chair to sit down.

"I recently heard from Kirisu-sensei that Igarashi-kun started his own club. To be honest, I'm very pleased. After all, it always makes me feel sorry that you never join the student council. You know, you were the one I had the most faith in during the last student council."

"That's because only I can keep Yang Nai in check, so she won't keep asking you for help and causing you trouble."

Yato leaned back against the sofa and continued to tease him.

"Yono is too smart. There are very few things that she can't do. Even if there are, you can't blame her because other people would not be able to do it either."

Principal Adolf sighed.

“Since I became the principal of Xiuzhi School, she has probably been the student who gave me the most headaches. However, I am also proud of her. An outstanding person’s life is bound to be extraordinary, and I wholeheartedly believe that.”

Even if the "outstanding people" you're talking about are unwilling to face the truth, are you still going to encourage them from behind the scenes?

Yato seemed to be referring to something.

"I have to admit, it was I who encouraged Kirisu-sensei to let you join the club."