Anime Crossover: About How I Spoiled an Angel

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Su Qing wondered if this was treating her like a helpless little animal, or if it was the angel's maternal glow shining through. Suddenly, Su Qing felt a bit dizzy. This was strange, since it was clearly nighttime.

"Shiina, are you bringing me a bento box again today?"

"Yes, it's about repaying kindness."

"Actually, it wasn't necessary. I didn't do anything, did I?"

"No, Su Qingjun, it's not as simple as just not doing anything. It's not just about the time you were sick, but also about that umbrella."

Hearing this, Su Qing recalled the rainy night when she first met Shiina Mahiru. She was sitting alone on a swing in the park, and her originally charming caramel-colored eyes seemed somewhat dull and lifeless at that time. It seemed that she had been rained on for too long, and her originally delicate face was pale and looked somewhat sickly. She was like a fragile porcelain doll, making people feel pity and want to protect her.

Su Qing asked herself, was she a kind-hearted person? Perhaps, but only if she could protect herself.

If he encounters an elderly person with mobility issues on the street, he would choose to help them if they truly needed assistance. However, if the elderly person were hit by a car or something similar, Su Qing believes he would not help them up.

To put it more directly, if Su Qing and another person both suffer from hypoglycemia, and Su Qing only has one piece of candy, then Su Qing will most likely eat it herself. Leaving aside whether the candy can be accurately divided into two halves, even if it could, who can guarantee that half a piece of candy would be enough?

Is this kindness? Or foolishness, or some other concept? Su Qing didn't want to discuss this philosophical question. Perhaps in this situation, a family member would give that candy to another person, and that person would refuse and return the candy to him.

The concept of family can be very broad, so broad that when you become a live streamer promoting a product on Douyin, you can say "family" to hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of people in your live stream. But the definition of family can also be very narrow. When you are really alone at night, you will find that the scope of family can even shrink to just yourself.

But Su Qing obviously didn't understand these things. How could he, an orphan who grew up without parents, understand the meaning and true essence of family? This was no less than asking an elementary school student to solve a second-order linear partial differential equation. After transmigrating, he couldn't find any memories related to his parents in his memory. He had always been skeptical of this Su family.

Su Qing only knew that the rain that day was actually very heavy, so heavy that even Japanese people who were used to the rainy season couldn't help but curse.

However, even in such heavy rain, Su Qing could clearly feel the sadness emanating from that swing, a sadness so profound that Su Qing stood there observing, and a heartache so intense that he offered the umbrella.

Su Qing thought of the Absolute Sense of Smell on the panel, and a guess began to form in his mind...

Looking intently once more into the girl's bright caramel-colored eyes, like two dazzling gems, shimmering with captivating light, Su Qing found herself mesmerized. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as light as butterfly wings, each blink subtly tugging at Su Qing's heart.

Perhaps the reason why there are fewer and fewer stars in the night is because some biased god plucked them off to adorn the eyes of a young girl.

Looking back, it wasn't so bad to offer that umbrella in the first place.

Su Qing couldn't help but smile and said, "If this can help you in any way, that would be great."

After he finished speaking, he reached out and took the angel's gift, saying, "Then thank you for your gratitude."

"Hmm, in fact, accepting it has been a great help to me. When cooking for one person, it's easy to cook too much rice."

Well, Su Qing has never cooked before, so how would he know these things? He thought that cooking for one more person would be troublesome, but it turns out that's not the case.

"Then how many times do you need to repay me before it's enough?"

"Well... I haven't thought that far ahead yet. Will I repay you until you learn to cook for yourself?"

When did I tell her I can't cook? Is mind reading some special skill of an angel, something that can spy on the wretched soul of a mortal like me? Don't be ridiculous! I can still make instant noodles!

"That might be a bit difficult. Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm actually a complete culinary idiot."

"Pfft, what's so special about that? Who would be so shameless as to admit they're an idiot?"

"So you've seen it now." Su Qing shrugged, saying nonchalantly, then opened the door and turned back to invite, "You've been standing here for so long, come in and sit for a while. I'll make you a cup of tea."

"Then I'll trouble you, Su Qingjun." Shiina Mahiru nodded slightly. After chatting for a while, she was also a little thirsty.

……

"Su Qingjun, why are you all so disheveled?" Shiina Mahiru frowned slightly, adding a unique charm to her otherwise beautiful forehead.

"Ah, these... we haven't had time to move them over yet..."

Before Su Qing could finish speaking, Shiina Mahiru interrupted him, saying angrily, "This won't do! It's been three days since you moved in, and I feel like you haven't packed anything yet!"

So this is what he looks like when he's angry? So the angel's true form is a little squirrel?

"Sorry, sorry, I'll clean up today..."

As if she had stepped on something, Su Qing turned around and was about to say something to Shiina Mahiru when her foot slipped... Shiina Mahiru was pinned down by him. Fortunately, Su Qing reacted quickly and used her hand to protect her head in time.

However, this also brought the two closer together, their noses almost touching. Su Qing felt the girl's pleasant gardenia scent intensify. It wasn't until Shiina Mahiru blinked that Su Qing hurriedly stood up and reached out to pull her up.

"Sorry, sorry, are you okay?"

"Really, that's why I said we should tidy up properly, right?" Shiina Mahiru blushed slightly as she took the hand Su Qing extended.

So big...so warm, completely different from my own hands. Is this what a boy's hands are like?

Just now, although it was only a short time, the two were so close that they could feel each other's breathing. When Shiina Mahiru was tackled, she subconsciously placed her hand on Su Qing's chest and could feel his heart pounding violently beneath his solid chest, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

This close contact left her somewhat bewildered, and at the same time, a strange feeling welled up inside her...

I want to do it again... to touch it a little longer... The girl covered her heart with her soft hands, and a warm current flowed through her body along with her blood.

Chapter 17 Delicious, Love to Eat

No, no… What am I thinking… Isn’t this a little too shameless? But, Su Qing seems to have a pleasant fragrance…

Shiina Mahiru had always been fond of Su Qing's deep eyes, which were as bright as the starry sky. When she observed them up close just now, she felt as if she was about to be completely captivated by them. Thinking of this, Shiina Mahiru's heart raced even faster.

Shiina Mahiru shook her head vigorously to shake off these strange thoughts and try to calm herself down. However, when she looked up at Su Qing, her eyes held a hint of resentment.

Su Qing felt a little embarrassed by the strange look in her eyes, but she didn't think much of it. Come to think of it, this was the first time she had ever hosted guests at her home, and she hadn't expected such a big misunderstanding to happen. Fortunately, nothing went wrong, otherwise who would repay her in the future?

After confirming that Shiina Mahiru was indeed alright, Su Qing invited her to sit down at the dining table. She took out a tea set from somewhere and a few packets of tea leaves from the refrigerator. After waiting for the water to boil, she skillfully served Shiina Mahiru the tea, bowed her head, and served it with both hands, saying respectfully, "Miss Shiina, your tea is ready."

The girl chuckled at his actions, knowing he was apologizing for falling earlier. She accepted the tea politely and replied, "Thank you, Su Qingjun."

Her stomach growled, and Su Qing felt a little embarrassed. No matter what, it would be awkward to make such a sound in front of others.

"Su Qingjun, are you hungry? Don't mind me, you can eat."

The angel was indeed very understanding. Su Qing gave her a thumbs up for her thoughtfulness and picked up the angel's gift to eat.

The bento box was filled with exquisite food, emitting an enticing aroma.

Golden and crispy tempura, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside; tender and juicy hamburger patties, with a rich meaty aroma that makes your mouth water; and pan-fried tofu, with a slightly charred exterior and a smooth, tender interior, bursting with the fragrance of soybeans.

Su Qing suddenly remembered Yui's evaluation of the angel: an all-around excellent student. She glanced at the bento box and nodded in agreement.

"What's wrong? Is there something you don't like to eat?" Shiina Mahiru saw Su Qing staring blankly at the food she had made without touching it, and assumed that Su Qing had some dietary restrictions, so she asked softly.

"How could that be? This is a meal made by the angel himself. How could anyone not like it? Rather, it's so delicious and beautiful that I don't want to eat it."

Su Qing replied instantly, responding in an extremely serious tone, with a devout and respectful attitude, like a loyal believer.

When Shiina Mahiru heard Su Qing praising her cooking, she fell silent for a moment.

In the past, no one had ever praised her like this except for Aunt Xiaoxue, let alone her father and mother... Thinking of this, Shiina Mahiru's pupils dimmed slightly, but then she seemed to realize something, "An angel?"

"Hmm, what's wrong? I heard from others today that everyone seems to be calling you that."

Shiina Mahiru then realized that Su Qing was wearing what looked like their school uniform. Well, there were other schools nearby, and although the styles of their uniforms were quite different, the colors were similar. Plus, she had been too excited to notice Su Qing earlier.

She was wearing that familiar light-colored short-sleeved shirt, made of a thin and breathable material. Because of the hot weather, the collar of the shirt was slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone and slender neck.

As for the lower body, due to the angle, Shiina Mahiru couldn't observe it closely, but the upper body alone was enough to make one's heart race.

I have a feeling he looks strangely handsome. It's odd, even though it's not the first time I've seen this school uniform. But it seems like Su Qingjun looks much better in it than others...

"Su Qingjun, are you also a sophomore at Zongwu Higher Academy? I don't think I've ever seen you before."

"Actually, I only found out these past two days that you and I go to the same school, Shiina. I'm a transfer student from mainland China, and I just got my school uniform today."

No wonder, no wonder I've never seen him before. But is it really such a coincidence? Doesn't that mean Su Qingjun just happened to run into me in the park when she first arrived?

It really is……

I don't know how to describe Shiina Mahiru, should I say, is it fate...?

"Which class is Su Qingjun in?"

Shiina Mahiru suddenly became anxious and wanted to know.

"Class C is right next to the Angel."

Class C... For some reason, Shiina Mahiru felt a little disappointed when she heard that Su Qing was not in her class, and she said in a slightly displeased tone.

"Please do not call me angel..."

"Okay okay."

Su Qing was timid and dared not say much. He thought to himself, "Does Shiina Mahiru dislike this nickname?" Well, to be honest, although the nickname wasn't malicious, it was still too embarrassing to say anything. Sure enough, girls of this age all have their own sense of shame.

Su Qing didn't say anything more, and kept her head down to eat. She just kept eating, thinking that as long as she ate fast enough, the incident wouldn't have happened.

Shiina Mahiru didn't say anything more, holding the teacup with both hands, taking small sips while watching Su Qing eat with relish, seemingly lost in thought, but a hint of joy could be seen in her eyes.

"Wow, Shiina, your cooking is so delicious! This is the best food I've ever eaten in my life!"

Before she had even taken a few bites, Su Qing couldn't help but praise it, her tone filled with excitement.

This wasn't a compliment. He's actually quite picky, though not particularly picky. He doesn't have any particular favorite foods. Back in middle school, he always just ate whatever was available in the cafeteria. In college, the cafeteria food was even worse, and he always had bad experiences with takeout. It wasn't until college that he discovered the cafeteria food was actually quite decent...

In short, although Su Qing didn't particularly dislike it, he certainly didn't like it either. For him, eating was more of a daily activity to obtain the energy his body needed than something enjoyable.

Until now, he finally realized... that there really are people who can make food this delicious, and that eating can be such a happy and wonderful thing.

People often say that if you don't think there's anything good to eat, you'll find everything delicious after you've gone hungry for a couple of meals. But Su Qing scoffed at this. During his time in the orphanage, he had genuinely gone hungry many times. During that time, he was only thinking about filling his stomach and had no time to appreciate what was good or bad.

The fact that everything tastes delicious only applies to intermittent periods of fasting. For someone who has been struggling to fill their stomach for a long time, having something to eat is the most important thing.

I recall the slogans posted in the cafeteria: "Who knows that every grain on the plate is the result of hard work?"

Su Qing was furious. "You bastards! You made the vegetables that the farmers worked so hard to grow taste so bad! Don't you feel even a little bit guilty?"

Chapter 18 Would you be willing to become my... personal chef?

"Is it really that delicious? Su Qingjun isn't joking with me, is she?"

Su Qing's eating habits were actually a bit exaggerated. She ate one bite after another, and would drink a few bowls of miso soup because she couldn't swallow too much. She would also mutter "delicious" to herself from time to time, as if it were a self-praise or a personal reflection.

Shiina Mahiru found this very novel. She had never cooked for anyone except her parents, but she had made some simple dishes in her regular home economics classes. Her teacher often gave her high marks and praised her for doing a good job, and even asked her if she had studied it specifically. The girls in her group also said that the food tasted great.

However, this was the first time Shiina Mahiru had ever heard Su Qing praise someone so exaggeratedly, but she instinctively felt that Su Qing was not deliberately flattering or exaggerating.

A person's subconscious actions cannot be faked. At this moment, Su Qing's hearty eating and beaming smile are even more genuine. No, to be precise, these can all be faked with superb acting skills, but the sense of happiness that fills the air because of eating food that one truly appreciates cannot be acted out.

After Shiina Mahiru finished speaking, she quietly looked at Su Qing's delicate face, feeling a ticklish sensation in her heart, as if something was taking root and sprouting.

But Su Qing was anxious. You can question me, but you absolutely cannot question the angel's cooking, even if the angel himself came. It's the same as the best white moonlight being the one who died, so it's useless for the white moonlight herself to come! This is our Zhoumen!

Su Qing looked up, about to retort fiercely, when she saw the angel resting her chin on her hands, her head tilted slightly, her lips curved in a smile. Although she was asking a question, her joy was palpable. However, Su Qing accurately detected the trace of loneliness hidden deep within her heart.

"Shiina, I don't know how others evaluate your cooking, but I can truly feel your dedication and love when you cook."

As Su Qing spoke, her eyes were fixed on Shiina Mahiru's caramel-colored eyes, as if trying to see through her heart. Her tone was extremely serious, and as if she felt it wasn't enough, she continued.

"I feel happiness from your cooking, and please believe that."

"Are you happy?..."

Shiina Mahiru's eyes suddenly dimmed, and a bitter smile appeared on her lips. She lowered her head and muttered something to herself.

How should I put it? The girl's head was round, and her hair looked very smooth. In short, Su Qing wanted to rub it.

So, Su Qing really got the hang of it this time.

Su Qing stood up, slowly approached, gently reached out and placed her hand on the girl's head, as if caring for an injured kitten. Her fingers were slightly curved, like a flower blooming in spring, soft and full of life.

When her fingers finally touched the girl's hair, Su Qing felt the scent of gardenias emanating from it more vividly, and sensed the deep-seated vulnerability beneath.

The girl's body trembled slightly, as if she had sensed something, or perhaps she was touched by the sudden warmth.

So warm...just like that day...

At that moment, Shiina Mahiru suddenly longed to see his face again, to observe those gentle eyes more closely. But she didn't look up; she only peeked upwards through the gap in her eyelids, only to unexpectedly meet Su Qing's caring and gentle gaze.

Just like that, Shiina Mahiru lowered her head again like a startled rabbit, and her eyes no longer darted upwards. She hadn't done anything wrong, but her heart was pounding wildly at that moment.

What kind of feeling is this? Why am I so nervous, my heart is pounding uncontrollably? No, perhaps "excited" would be a more accurate description?

Shiina Mahiru's mind was in turmoil. She didn't understand why she was feeling this way. None of her classmates at school had ever felt this way before. This was the first time she had ever experienced this feeling since she was born.

If I could always watch Su Qingjun eat so happily, wouldn't I also be able to feel "happiness" and understand this feeling?

Su Qing had fallen silent. He considered himself a very clean person, even a little bit of a germaphobe, so his room was considered one of the tidiest among boys. At least there was no odor, and he wouldn't leave his socks lying around.

But just now, Su Qing began to wonder if she had lost her mind.

So why would I touch a beautiful girl's head while eating, without washing my hands? Isn't that a form of depravity? Not to mention that they've only known each other for three days, so wouldn't it be presumptuous of me to act like I'm petting a cat?

Even in China, touching someone's head is considered an extremely intimate act between people of the opposite sex. For players of the Water Shadow faction, touching someone's head without permission will inevitably result in a red-hot reaction.

So, in an island nation where even a name has a lot of nuances, does touching another girl's head mean "hentai"?

Su Qing's mind raced, "Hey, I have a great idea!"