In this crossover anime, I've been bound to two systems.

The ceiling fan whirred, its blades blowing out warm air, primarily to ensure air circulation and prevent stuffiness; no cooling sensation was felt whatsoever.

There is air conditioning in the classroom, but the teachers don't allow it to be turned on, saying that it's not very hot yet and using fans is enough.

This is utterly absurd. If it's not hot right now, then what is this liquid coming out of my forehead and neck?

Touma Kazusa straightened up from her prone position for the third time this afternoon, and irritably took out a tissue to wipe away the sweat.

The classroom was extremely quiet. The teacher was writing the key points on the blackboard, and the students below were not making a sound. It seemed like a very serious and disciplined class, but upon closer observation, it was found that most of the students were listless and drowsy.

Touma Kazusa covered her mouth with her hand, pretending to yawn, and then secretly glanced to her right.

Suzumiya Chisato stared at the blackboard, occasionally glancing down at her textbook to write something. Her focused gaze and serious profile remained as handsome as ever.

No, he's getting more and more handsome. He looks much more energetic, and his eyes are brighter than before. Overall, he gives off a more sunny and healthy vibe.

What has this guy gone through in such a short time? He was clearly sickly before, and then he got overtaken in a long-distance race...

Suzumiya Senri seemed to have noticed something and looked over.

Touma Kazusa quickly looked away and lay back down on the table, as if she had only inadvertently glanced in his direction.

Suzumiya Senri didn't react in any particular way. He continued to look up at the blackboard and occasionally doodle in his notebook, just like before.

Five minutes later, while the teacher was writing the key points on the blackboard, he tore a page out of his notebook and handed it to Touma Kazusa's desk.

Touma Kazusa, who was already unable to sleep due to the heat, looked up when she heard the noise and saw Suzumiya Senri's smug smile.

She was puzzled, so she turned the papers on the table over, and then she froze.

The paper contained a sketch of a long-haired girl playing the piano. Her long hair was being blown by the wind, and her slender fingers rested on the keys. The girl's eyes were slightly squinted, and her beautiful profile revealed a peaceful and happy smile. The whole picture was beautiful and clean.

Touma Kazusa's heart pounded faster. The familiar face and hairstyle made the girl in the painting unmistakably herself.

"boring."

She turned her head to look over, gave that comment in a low voice, pressed the sketch under the book, and then, without waiting for Suzumiya Chisato to react, lay down on her side again.

Is that all the reaction is?

Suzumiya Chisato was slightly disappointed; his superb painting skills had actually elicited such a reaction from this guy.

Sure enough, next time I'll have to do something exciting, like drawing her in her notebook.

With his current painting skills, that's not a difficult task.

Rather, his forte is drawing scenes involving nude women, as he has inherited his talent and skills one-to-one from Eri Kashiwagi, a professional in the adult doujinshi industry.

Just from the moment the thought crossed my mind, inspiration and ideas miraculously flooded my head.

At the highly anticipated piano recital, he became invisible, whispering lewd words in her ear and touching her body from an angle unseen by others. She had no way to retaliate in that situation; overwhelmed by shame and lust, she could only grit her teeth and continue the recital.

Finally, when she staggered backstage and they were alone, he revealed his true form. Her reason had been consumed by desire, and she could no longer control herself for even a moment. After being pressed against the wall and teased slightly, she impatiently turned around and took the initiative to lift the gorgeous evening gown she was wearing...

In that case, I seem to have a real talent for being a doujinshi artist. I have the skills and the imagination, all I need is to put them into practice.

But I'd better not. It's nice to imagine, but if I actually drew it, I feel like I'd be silenced.

After class ended, Suzumiya Chisato glanced at Touma Kazusa beside her. She was still slumped over the table, showing no sign of getting up.

He got up, walked out of the classroom, and quickened his pace to the rooftop.

A group of boys were smoking together on the rooftop. When they saw other people coming, they immediately left, feeling guilty.

This is a phenomenon that exists to some extent in every school, and Suzumiya Chisato naturally had no intention of meddling in such matters and reporting it to the teacher.

He walked to the edge of the rooftop, where about twenty crows stood on the iron railing, all looking at him. One of them, with exceptionally soft feathers, flew over and landed on his shoulder.

A week has passed, and the Black Wings has grown considerably, now about the size of many adult crows, making it impossible to easily hide in a pocket anymore.

Suzumiya Chisato took out two bags of cookies from her pocket, broke off a small piece and fed it to Crow, and crumbled the rest and scattered it on the ground.

The crows flapped their wings and landed at his feet, scrambling to grab the food.

Now, Suzumiya Chisato has a stable source of income. Although it's not much, it's enough to buy some cheap food to entertain her friends from the Dark Wings, or rather, her subordinates are no longer under any pressure.

Besides, this isn't a thankless task.

Last weekend, Suzumiya Chisato was startled when she opened the door to her home after a jog in the evening.

A flock of crows landed on the floor as if they were having a meeting. In the very center was Black Wing, next to his open wallet, and beside him were stacks of banknotes and coins.

After that, every night when Chisato Suzumiya came home, she would see coins or banknotes covered in dust or mud at her window. Some of the banknotes were so badly damaged that they were unusable, but most of them were still in good condition.

The crows have collected a total of 750 yen in offerings from outside these past few days.

Not a lot, but definitely not a small amount either.

After this incident, even though Suzumiya Chisato had always valued the Dark Wings, she realized that she might have underestimated it to some extent.

There are perhaps far more possibilities surrounding Crow than he imagined.

"Whoohoo-"

Suddenly, the crows spread their wings and flew off the ground, their jet-black wings blending in with them.

Suzumiya Chisato looked back and saw Touma Kazusa walking towards him, eventually standing three steps in front of him.

From the girl's perspective, the boy facing her was enveloped in golden sunlight, as if his body itself was emitting light.

"Hey, Touma-kun."

Suzumiya Chisato was somewhat surprised, but not flustered. He took out another bag of cookies from his pocket.

"Would you like to come and feed them together?"

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Chapter 101 What kind of romantic comedy?

"You come to the rooftop at this time every day just to feed the crows?"

It was no coincidence that Touma Kazusa was here. She spends all her time lying in the classroom instead of studying, and lately she hasn't been able to sleep well because of the heat.

These past few afternoons, she noticed that Suzumiya Chisato would always leave the classroom during the break between the first and second periods, and then always enter the classroom just as the bell rang for the next class.

Every day, they disappear within these ten minutes, which doesn't seem like they've gone to the toilet.

Her thoughts drifted back to the pink-haired girl she had witnessed during lunch break that day, and the idea popped into her head that perhaps that girl had gone to meet her.

After being captivated by the painting he handed her today, Touma Kazusa, whose mind was in turmoil, was also somewhat restless. Driven by her unease, she left her seat and followed him to the rooftop.

She had already decided that she would just casually pass by, take a quiet glance, and then turn around and leave, no matter what he was doing.

That was her original plan, but as she brushed past the students coming downstairs and smelled the cigarette smoke on them, another possibility occurred to her, and her irritation intensified.

So, she peeked out from the rooftop stairwell and, finding that he was the only one there and that there was no smoke-filled scene as she had imagined, her worries vanished and her mood instantly lightened considerably.

"Yes, crows are among the most intelligent birds in the world. If you treat them well, they will repay you within their means."

Suzumiya Senri nodded, answering quite frankly.

His answer came from the heart, but he also quickly gleaned an important piece of information from Touma Kazusa's words.

How did you know I come here every day?

Touma Kazusa moved closer, took the biscuit from his hand, and looked at the crows far away on the iron railing, asking,

How do we feed them?

The problem was simply ignored.

I just can't do anything with you.

"...Just tear open the packaging, break it into pieces, and put it on the ground."

Touma Kazusa did as she was told, but cookie crumbs were scattered all over the ground, and not a single crow flew over to forage for them.

Touma Kazusa looked at Suzumiya Chisato with a puzzled expression.

“Crows are very intelligent birds and they understand order. If you, as the feeder, don’t give the order, they won’t come over.”

Suzumiya Senri is spouting nonsense with a straight face.

Touma Kazusa, an absolute genius in the field of music but with very little knowledge of biology, believed this dubious claim.

"How do we give the order? Should we just say to them, 'Is it time to eat?'"

"They can't understand human speech, so you have to try to make their sounds, like 'caw caw' or something similar."

A slight smile involuntarily appeared on Chisato Suzumiya's face, which Touma Kazusa caught perfectly. She remained silent for a moment.

"...Summer Palace, do you think I'm an idiot?"

"I'm not lying, you'll see once you try it."

"If you dare to lie to me..."

Touma Kazusa glared at her fiercely.

Suzumiya Chisato shrugged, then looked at Touma Kazusa with expectant eyes as she took a deep breath and prepared.

"Gah...gagga—"

The crows, shaking their heads, watched the female bipeds mimicking their calls, unmoved.

"Pfft-hahaha!"

Seeing Touma Kazusa standing there dumbfounded, Suzumiya Chisato finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

How should I put it? I simply believed what he said and simply did as he said, revealing a voice that was rarely seen in my daily life with that expectant expression.

Touma Kazusa looks completely different from her usual self, maximizing the contrast, which is just too cute.

"I knew it! You, Suzumiya...!"

Touma Kazusa, enraged, walked over and grabbed his collar with her right hand.

Just then, cries rang out from the flock of crows, and then all the crows flapped their wings and landed at the feet of the two men.

Clear sky, rooftop, flock of crows, two people.

The image freezes at this moment.

Touma Kazusa still held onto the other person's clothes with one hand, but her expression was no longer angry as before.

She slowly looked down at the crows hopping around her feet, eating cookie crumbs, her expression a mixture of curiosity and joy, as simple and pure as a child receiving a brand new toy.