Summoning Strange Objects from Anime to Reality

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A smile was forced onto the burly man's fierce face, and his arm swelled up again.

"Two muscle idiots."

A mysterious figure carrying a flying sword calmly made sarcastic remarks from the side.

"Is this what male friendship is like in comics? I never thought it actually existed in real life."

Neville nodded, watching intently as the two muscular idiots fought, then turned to look at her captain.

"Hey Captain, do you do that too?"

"No, no, no, I don't like fighting."

What I like is torment.

Because that way, I'll be very safe...

In the distance, a man in a black suit stood atop a building, gazing at the battle between a group of mysterious people and the Flame Demon inside the shrine.

Hmm, I suddenly feel so sophisticated...

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The next day

Tsukishiro Michimitsu sat in the living room, drinking tea and reading the newspaper, living the life of an old man.

"Ding-dong~ding-dong~"

"The door isn't locked, just come in, no need to change your shoes."

"excuse me."

The door opened, and three people walked in.

Saidaiji Taichi, an unfamiliar man, and an unfamiliar woman.

"Would you like something to drink? Black tea or green tea?"

Tsukishiro Michimitsu stood up, picked up the thermos and poured himself a cup of green tea, then asked gently.

"No need, Mr. Tsukimori Michimitsu. We're just here to do some research."

Saidaiji Taichi walked in with a big smile, and just as he was about to refuse, the two guys next to him said rather tactlessly:

"green tea."

"black tea."

.......

Hey, you two, at least be a little more polite! Didn't you realize he was just being polite? You're being way too self-conscious!

Saidaiji Taichi had a big smile on his face, but in his heart he kept complaining and wished he could give the two rude guys next to him a good talking-to.

Ahem, as the deputy director of the corresponding bureau here, and as a great magician, I must maintain elegance and dignity, and cannot be as casual as young people.

"Green tea and black tea, is that right? What would you like, sir?"

"Then just a bowl of boiled water will do, thank you for your trouble."

"Where."

Is this kid really the same cold-blooded, ruthless guy from yesterday who just attacked without warning and killed the clown? His laughter is giving me the creeps.

No, we can't be fooled by him. The information says he's a psychologist, so it would be easy for him to put on an act.

"Hi, green tea and black tea, and your hot water."

"Thank you."

Thank you.

"Thank you."

After taking the water and tasting it, Saidaiji Taichi was about to say something when he was interrupted by the two people next to him.

"This tea is excellent. I didn't expect you to be a connoisseur of tea."

The man who spoke put down his teacup and looked at Tsukishiro Doman with a hint of appreciation.

"Hey, this tea is really good."

The woman was the same, appearing quite content.

What happened? Did I miss a tea ceremony master's brew?

Never mind, the bureau chief knows how to make tea anyway, I'll just go to his house next time and mooch some tea.

"Thank you for your praise, I only know a little bit about it."

Tsukishiro Michimitsu said somewhat modestly.

"Alright, now that we've had our tea, let's get down to business. I am Taichi Saidaiji, the deputy director of the Countermeasures Bureau of Yuehua City. Mr. Tsukimori Michimitsu, first of all—thank you for everything you've done for Yuehua City, thank you very much!"

Saidaiji Taichi stood up and bowed deeply to Tsukishori Doman.

“Mr. Saidaiji, you don’t need to do this. After all, Yuehua City is my hometown. I just did what I should do.”

Tsukishori Doman quickly helped Saidaiji Taichi up, uttering lines that often appear in manga.

"If everyone were like you, that would be great."

No, no, no, if everyone were like me, then this Earth would be ruined...

"Then, the second thing, Mr. Tsukimori Michimitsu, we have investigated your resume, please forgive us."

"It's okay, I understand."

"According to certain regulations of the Bureau, individuals with extraordinary abilities need to register..."

Some mundane trifles, rules, and common sense.

They talked for a long time, during which Tsukishiro Doman even brewed tea again.

"Mr. Tsukimori Michimitsu, would you like to join the corresponding bureau?"

Suddenly, Saidaiji Taichi asked this question.

"Government organizations? Well, I don't like joining any strictly structured organizations. If I had to join one, I'd prefer something more relaxed, like an exchange meeting where we can learn from and exchange ideas with each other."

As soon as he finished speaking, Taichi Saidaiji's expression changed, while the woman put down her tea, looked seriously at Tsukimori Doman, and opened her red lips.

"Mr. Tsukishiro Michimitsu, may I ask you a question?"

"What's up?

What is your view on the so-called law?

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Classes start on the 20th!!!

This holiday was so short!

My internship is starting soon, I'm so nervous, I'm shaking so much...

Chapter 344 Have you finally realized this is an illusion?

"Reiko Miyama—!"

Saidaiji Taichi seemed to be trying to stop the woman next to him from speaking, but was glared at fiercely by her.

The man next to him also put down his teacup and said:

“Mr. Saidaiji Taichi, in these extraordinary times, every talent is precious and free. Doesn’t the alliance’s covenant stipulate that you have no right to stop Miyama Reiko from asking questions?”

Taichi Saidaiji's expression turned somewhat grim, and he said to the man in a deep voice:

"She is Yi You's person!"

The man looked intently at Saidaiji Taichi and said in a steady and serious manner:

"As long as they are not members of antisocial organizations or cults, the covenant is valid!"

"......"

Saidaiji Taichi had nothing to say and sat there sullenly.

"...The law? Why ask that question?"

Pretending not to have heard the conversation between Saidaiji Taichi and the man, Tsukimori Doman thought for a moment and then asked.

"It's very simple. The kind of organization you're looking for does exist, like a learning and exchange forum, where many talented people exchange ideas and learn from each other. It's also quite influential, and there aren't any special requirements for its members..."

As soon as Reiko Miyama finished speaking, Michimitsu Tsukimori continued, "..."

"But this organization is an illegal organization, or rather, a criminal organization, right? Because there are no special requirements for members, anyone with talent can join, so some criminals can also join, right, Miss Miyama."

Reiko Miyama smiled, while Taichi Saidaiji chimed in, launching a scathing attack on the organization:

"It's not just lawbreakers; there are also many wanted criminals, lunatics, and psychopaths there—"

"Taiichi Saidaiji!"

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong? Aren't there enough of you guys from I-Yuri already?"

Faced with Reiko Miyama's angry glare, Taichi Saidaiji responded with a cold laugh.

"Your Bureau acts like some saint, rampant with bureaucracy and full of cronies. Don't forget, we have a bunch of people in Yi You who couldn't stand the oppression and bullying and fled here seeking refuge..."

The man next to him said nothing and quietly drank his tea.

As long as you don't talk nonsense, you two can say whatever you want.

"Could you two please stop for a moment?"

At this moment, Tsukishiro Michimitsu tried to persuade them with kind words, but the two, who both disliked each other's organizations, seemed to be arguing fiercely and looked ready to fight at the slightest disagreement.

"Taichi Saidaiji, you're nothing but a dog under those fat pigs. What right do you have to talk to me like that!"

Reiko Miyama's gaze turned completely cold, her words filled with deep sarcasm and arrogance.

While Miyama Reiko was right in a sense, few high-ranking officials dared to persecute Saidaiji Taichi, the great magician.

Putting aside any talk of retaliation, this kind of person would be welcome in any organization.

"Reiko Miyama, how dare you, a criminal, talk to me like that? Believe me or not, I'll shoot you on the spot right now."

Not to be outdone, Saidaiji Taichi also suddenly stood up, his elemental energy surging throughout his body. The man beside him, seemingly unable to bear watching any longer, was about to put down his teacup to stop the fight when he saw Tsukimori Michiko watching the two with a broad smile, seemingly unconcerned.

Well then, let's see what this guy is capable of.

So the man picked up the teacup again and began to savor the tea carefully once more.

Speaking of which, this tea tastes very similar to the tea my master brews; both are refreshing and soothing...

Wait, the same thing!?

My master uses spiritual tea and spiritual water to brew tea, but the tea here should just be ordinary tea leaves and boiling water!

And how come this tea tastes exactly the same as I remember it!

Could it be——!

"You guy-"

"Mere criminal—"

Just as Saidaiji Taichi and Miyama Reiko were about to fight, a loud shout rang out from the side, startling the two of them.

"Enough! Aren't you ashamed of yourselves!"

"Zhongli, what do you mean! I'm arresting a criminal!"

"Mr. Zhongli, please don't stop me. I have to teach this dog a lesson."

Both men were very dissatisfied with Zhongli's loud shout. After leaving a message, they confronted each other again, which angered the man next to them so much that he stood up and looked at the two men with a stern expression.

"A bunch of idiots! Haven't you realized something's wrong yet? We've been trapped in an illusion for a long time, am I right, Mr. Tsukimori Doman!"

Although it is a question, Zhongli's tone is enough to indicate that it is a declarative sentence.

"What, an illusion?"