Anime Crossover: About How I Spoiled an Angel

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All we can do now is keep the patient in the hospital for observation and wait for a miracle to happen.

But... I still hope you are prepared..."

……

After the surgery was completed, the hospital admission procedures were finished, and I was admitted to the ward, it was already 7:30 p.m.

Inside a single-person hospital room.

Yuihama Rena filled a basin with hot water, soaked a towel, wrung it out, and gently wiped Yui's face clean while she remained unconscious.

It seems that this is the only thing she can do at this moment, as a mother, besides waiting.

"Could you tell us in detail what happened today?"

Makoto Yuigahama did not stop Chizuru's actions; he gave Yui a deep look, then turned to look at Mahiru.

Mahiru's wandering gaze was originally fixed on the bathroom in the room. Su Qing had been there for several minutes, which made her a little worried that something might have happened to him.

Hearing Yui's father's question, Mahiru was startled for a moment, but quickly composed herself before suppressing her worry.

"Is such that……"

……

In the restroom.

Su Qing did nothing; he simply stood quietly like a sculpture in front of a sink mirror.

It's like they're running away from something.

Perhaps the cleaning staff had just polished the mirror; it was so clear it reflected light.

The boy's features were exceptionally clear in the mirror, even his dark eyes.

"The person lying on that bed should be me, not you..."

After an unknown amount of time, Su Qing's consciousness awoke from a state of confusion.

He suddenly spoke.

It's as if she's talking to herself in the mirror, or as if she's talking to the girl in the hospital bed at this moment.

Strangely, after Su Qing finished speaking, the outline of the boy in the mirror suddenly became blurry, and then distorted into the shape of Yui.

The girl smiled gently, as if it were the first time they had met, and Su Qing was momentarily lost in thought.

"Yes, you should be the one lying on that bed right now, why is it me?"

Because I like you, right, Xiaoqing?

You always like to bully me and are never nice to me.

I clearly like you so much, you're smart enough to see that.

Why don't you just be ruthless and reject me outright so I can give up?

Do you know how painful it is for me to see you and Mahiru showing off your love? Have you ever considered me? Do you even like me a little bit?

What gives you the right to say "no"?

Am I destined to only ever love one guy in my life?

Or are you keeping me around... just for today?

After all, I'm a silly fish. You know I like you, so you can use me however you want...

Even if it's something I'm willing to do to protect you from so-called "calamities," that's fine too.

Isn't it? "

The girl smiled sweetly, just as I remembered, but that face, so familiar to me, now felt completely foreign.

Split personality?

Conjecture?

Su Qing subconsciously tried to explain this moment from a scientific perspective.

But the girl in the mirror spoke again.

"Why not answer? Are you choosing to run away? Just like that time you overwrote your memories?"

Su Qing gazed quietly at the face that was identical to Yui's, and suddenly, he whispered:

"broken."

The command descended like a divine decree, and some strange force acted upon the mirror. In an instant, the mirror silently shattered into countless small fragments.

What's even stranger is that all these countless tiny fragments seem to be stuck to it, none of them falling off, as if the mirror itself was always like that.

You don't deserve to have that face.

Yui…she wouldn’t say something like that.”

Su Qing stepped forward, her dark eyes scrutinizing the mirror as if examining it, then laughed self-deprecatingly.

Is it related to his pollution?

It doesn't matter anymore, that's not important.

Su Qing was about to turn around. If Yui was only kept alive because of his repeated "Don't die," then he should still be able to do something more.

But just as he turned around, another voice came from behind him, or rather, from the mirror.

That was his own voice.

His voice has been heard countless times over the past decade.

Want to know... how to save her?

Su Qing suddenly stopped in his tracks. He turned around in surprise and squinted, only to find that the densely packed shards of glass were now engraved with his image.

"Then you should ask who you are first."

Or perhaps... who am I?

A soft murmur came from the mirror, the voice so low it seemed otherworldly, like the seductive allure of a ghost.

who I am?

My name is Su Qing, and I take the dean's surname.

No one knew his origins better than him; he was found in the winter...

Hmm? Why can't he remember?

But he never forgot anything; that was his talent.

Ah...right.

The fact that he was taken in was told to him by the dean, not something he remembered.

So... he never had this memory?

Then why doesn't he have that memory, and also the memory of the period from birth to being abandoned?

"Have you figured it out?"

Su Qing in the mirror laughed contemptuously.

"In ancient times... even a minor cold like we have now could be fatal to them."

And what makes you think a five-year-old child would survive after going without food and water for several days?

Now let's think about it again.

Who...am I?

Listening to her own voice, Su Qing didn't feel any sense of incongruity at all.

In a daze, a current shot straight to his head, making everything jump up.

Memory can be explained by hyperthymesia.

What about those strange talents?

Why did Hiratsuka Shizuka describe him as too detached?

Why was he unable to understand the story and characters in the book before meeting Mahiru and the others?

……

……

So, was the true owner of this body already dead when it was abandoned?

So who should I be?

system?

Or is it a product of the system's combination with humanity—the [spirit]?

"Anything is fine, nothing matters." The Su Qings in the mirror grinned. "Now, would you still think about saving her? Actually, all you need to do is give her half of your heart."

Anyway, you're not a human being in the true sense of the word, so you can live without that other half of your heart.

But is it worth it? Even if she survives, you two won't be together.

Sooner or later, she'll fall for another boy, a boy who won't just bully her like you do, but will spoil her rotten, and she'll be with that new boy she likes...

Hey, hey, where are you going? Let us finish what we have to say, damn it!

"Tch, so if you had a system, Xiaoqing, what would you do?"

The girl's innocent words echoed in Su Qing's mind, and his heart trembled uncontrollably.

After the bathroom door closed, the broken mirror remained broken, but there was no longer any face reflected on it.

Apart from the countless shards of glass, it was as if nothing had happened.

Su Qing understood in that instant that all the strange occurrences must be related to pollution.

That is the inner demon born from a heart as clear as a mirror and as still as water.

But so what?

I will come to save you.

So, you must wait for me.

【anyway……】

……

"Really? It was to save him..."

At the bedside, the Yuihama couple remained somewhat silent after listening to Mahiru's story.

No parent wants their child to get hurt or even lose their life because of someone else, not even someone they might like.

Hearing the noise from the bathroom, the group turned to look. Seeing Su Qing walking over step by step, Mahiru quietly breathed a sigh of relief, while the Yuihama couple had complicated expressions in their eyes.

Makoto Yuigahama sighed heavily and forced a smile. "Uncle knows you are all Yui's friends, but it's very late now."

"You all go home first. His mother and I are fine here."

"We..." Mahiru hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.

She didn't want to leave, and Su Qing must have thought so too.

“It’s getting dark, let’s go back…” Yuihama Makoto repeated.

"Uncle, Auntie. I'm sorry," Su Qing suddenly said, her voice unusually hoarse, as if filled with shards of broken glass.

"..." Yuihama Makoto kept his eyes tightly closed, neither looking at Su Qing nor responding.

Reason told him to stay calm, but emotion made him not want to see Su Qing.

"I want to talk to Yui for a bit, then I'll leave, is that okay?"

Su Qing stopped in her tracks, as if seeking Cheng's opinion.

Makoto Yuigahama, however, kept his brows furrowed, as if he hadn't heard a thing.

"The child's father..."

Qiannai called out softly.