Crossover Anime/Manga - Not Everyday Life

Chapter 32 Encountering a Monster Upon Leaving Home

Xia Sheng got out of bed, washed up, and went out for a morning run.

After jogging with the angel, Xia Sheng returned, took a shower, changed into his outdoor clothes, and headed to the station.

Although it's Monday, they don't have to go to class today.

Tuesday is not required either.

These two days are for entrance exams, and many junior high school students will be taking the exams.

Jingxiu Wenwu High School is a very famous high school and the goal of many students. Many people come to take the entrance exam.

Their classrooms were not only requisitioned, but they were also forbidden from being present to disturb them.

Holidays are a good thing for students; nobody wants them.

Xia Sheng went out today to buy drawing tools. He needs to draw illustrations for a novel, and to draw well, he needs all the necessary tools.

This is another considerable expense.

But the rewards will come quickly.

Once the illustrations are finished, he can receive his salary directly, and his novel can then be published and sold.

This expense is necessary.

Xia Sheng didn't leave early, and when he arrived at the platform, he didn't see many people.

Office workers have already gone to work, while most students are still in bed.

Xia Sheng didn't have to wait long before the tram pulled into the station. He waited for the doors to open, boarded, and found an empty seat.

There was no one in his carriage.

The tram moved slowly, and the view outside the window was wide open. Xia Sheng was bored, so he looked around at the room outside.

He's been in this world for almost half a month now, and he hasn't had a proper look around yet.

As a student, I don't have any friends who travel, so I can only go between two points.

There wasn't much scenery outside the window. Xia Sheng's home wasn't far from the city center, and there were tall buildings everywhere.

What Xia Sheng saw most often were the prefixes of many groups, such as Shinomiya Motors, Shinomiya Bank, Shinomiya Railway, Shinomiya... um.

Xia Sheng suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Could this fourth house be the one he knows?

No longer in the mood to admire the scenery, Xia Sheng sat up straight, took out his phone, and searched for information about Shinomiya.

This search confirmed his suspicions completely.

This Fourth Palace was actually the Fourth Palace he knew, the chaebol.

I never imagined she existed in this world!

However, Natsumi couldn't find a private high school called Shuchiin, only Otoshu Girls' Academy.

He was able to find this girls' academy because it was related to the princess of the Shinomiya family.

There are no photos of Princess Shinomiya online, but there is a lot of information about her, and the school she attends is Otohide Girls' Academy.

Although she was there, her understanding of Xia Sheng differed greatly from his.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. The world is completely different now. Yukino and the others are still here, but Chiba is not, and Soubu High School is not.

The situation regarding the fourth house is different, which is quite reasonable.

Xia Sheng didn't care much about these things; it was enough that he could meet them. However, since the princess of the Shinomiya family was at the girls' academy, it would be difficult for him to see her.

We can only pray that fate will allow it.

The tram soon arrived at the station. Xia Sheng got off, left the station, and headed to an art supply store that the black cat had recommended to him.

Xia Sheng really wanted the black cat to come with him and even invited her, but she was busy with important matters and couldn't come.

That's his business.

There are many things to discuss and decide, including illustrators, novel publishers, salaries, print runs, and more.

Black Cat was very considerate of Xia Sheng and wanted to help him improve his treatment, so he wouldn't want to delay Xia Sheng's work.

Whether you're alone or not, you can go straight home after you've finished shopping.

Arriving at the art supply store that the black cat had recommended, and seeing the three large characters above it—"Painting Hall"—Xia Sheng understood why she had recommended this place.

This art supply store is unbelievably large; from the outside, it appears to have six floors and occupies a huge area.

If you didn't see the sign, you'd think it was a shopping mall.

Since it's so big, it must have everything you could want, so there's no need to worry about not being able to buy anything.

As Xia Sheng entered the store, he was once again struck by its vastness. The hall was spacious, the floor tiles were bright, the overhead lights were grand, and the surrounding decorations were classical and elegant.

It didn't look extravagant, but Xia Sheng was still a little worried that he might overexert himself.

There's no need to ask the front desk staff; there are signs at the entrance indicating what's sold on each floor and their specific locations.

After finding the area where he wanted to buy the painting tools, Xia Sheng went to the elevator, went up to the third floor, and arrived at his destination.

He glanced at it and saw everything imaginable, but he was a little overwhelmed.

His ability to draw gave him incredible knowledge, experience, and skills in painting, but he lacked knowledge about the use of tools.

After all, there are all kinds of tools, and quality and effectiveness are very important, as is ease of use.

It depends on the individual; their drawing ability won't be considered that much.

Black Cat couldn't recommend any useful tools to him; she only knew this place.

Xia Sheng could only decide for himself.

It's not too complicated. He just needs to compare the equipment he wants to buy, choose the slightly more expensive one, and the one that looks better to him.

It's just a paintbrush.

Paints, palettes, rulers, drawing boards... these don't matter, as long as you have them.

He doesn't plan to become a professional illustrator; he just wants to illustrate his own novels, and having the tools is enough for him.

After choosing the paintbrushes he liked and selecting everything else, Xia Sheng carried them downstairs to pay the bill.

After paying at the cashier, Xia Sheng left the painting studio, feeling relaxed.

It's not very expensive, so it's acceptable.

However, he picked up the packaging bag, glanced at the label with the words "Shinomiya" printed on it, and understood why this art supply store was so big.

Leaving behind the routine between two points, it turns out everything is related to the Four Palaces. If he had come out earlier, he would have discovered it long ago.

Looks like I'll have to get out more often from now on.

There might be many surprises outside.

But we need to solve the problem of ensuring people's livelihood first.

Xia Sheng shook his head helplessly and prepared to walk towards the tram station.

But at that moment, His voice appeared in my mind.

[etc.]

"Huh?" Xia Sheng stopped in his tracks, surprised.

This was the first time He had spoken to him in reality since he first came into this world seeking help.

[What's wrong?]

Xia Sheng tried to speak to Him, but received no response.

However, he wouldn't take it lightly; His sudden action must mean something was amiss.

He had a bad feeling.

As if responding to his premonition, a sudden commotion and chaos arose in the distance.

"What's that? Cosplay?"

"Are they filming a movie? Where's the camera?"

"It looks so scary..."

boom--!

"ah--!"

"Run—!"

"Help—!"

When Xia Sheng looked over, he saw the crowd in a panic, scattering and fleeing. Behind the crowd, there was even a car that had overturned.

He frowned, his gaze fixed on the back of the overturned car, where something dark seemed to be moving.

The next moment, Xia Sheng saw its true form: a black mist in the shape of a human... no, to be precise, a black mist that completely enveloped a person.

Within the black mist, one could vaguely make out a person inside, a man, but nothing else was visible.

The person shrouded in black mist exuded an evil aura that was clearly perceptible, making them a tangible presence.

His head was obscured, his face obscured, except for a pair of striking, captivating scarlet eyes.

Like a monster!

What is this?

Xia Sheng stared at the man in black mist, completely bewildered. He almost thought he was in a movie.

If it weren't for His reminder.