Regular life in Anime-crossover

It wasn't difficult to remember the plot of my neighbors' story. It only took a week.

We went out in the morning at about the same time, but I didn't focus on them. Although I had a phenomenal memory, when my head is occupied with other matters, nothing can help.

And I found out about this by accident when I went down to the kitchen at night to drink juice.

I found there a little old man in traditional Japanese clothes and with a head that resembled an Alien, slowly eating my Pringles.

"Oh." came from both of us.

Recognition turned into rewinding the entire anime in my head. I couldn't help but recognize such a bizarre character.

As a result, I chatted with him until the moon disappeared, listening to his dashing life stories. It was not difficult for me to visualize all this, knowing the drawing.

Inspired, I asked him if I could draw a manga about his life.

"Hmm, I don't even know..." he began to slowly scratch his chin with his index finger.

– I'm a professional, so let me draw a portrait of you in your prime. – Having received a nod, I invited Nurarihyon to my studio.

– Oho, you weren't lying, your hand is full(of skill). – he watched at my work with trepidation for 10 minutes.

- So what do you think? – I showed it in manga style.

In this world, everything looks like the real thing in the real world. Therefore, in this world, manga remains the same manga, and not a realistic copy.

- Not bad, guy! – he took a sheet of thick paper and began to carefully examine it. "You were able to recreate my seductive face and convey the fighting spirit that lies dormant in my eyes. Hehe, I hope you send me a copy when you're done."

– I'm currently busy with other work, but I will definitely come to visit you to listen to more of your stories.

- I will be glad to see you. And don't worry about the little trespassers, I'll tell them not to bother you anymore.

Deciding that it was too late for sleep, I made myself a cup of coffee and headed to the studio to complete my weekly quota.

Sitting down at a long table, I created several clones with a small supply of chakra for a couple of hours.

This is my limit due to a small reserve. Although it would be more accurate to say that the control was lousy.

Meditations helped little, and I had to allocate little time for them. But in practical methods I could get caught, like standing on a tree or a wall.

Now that I live alone and in a personal estate, I can try developing chakra control.

This time, each clone took on a personal project.

Having stretched my wrists, I looked at the wall of my desk, where a portrait of my idol in this field, Kishibe Rohan, hung.

After praying to him, it was as if I received a small buff and continued working.

Lala pulled me out of the studio in the morning. The curtains were thick and did not let in any light, which is why I did not notice the dawn.

None of the aliens knew how to cook, so I had to cook breakfast for everyone, because they didn't deliver to us.

There was no need to worry about lunch for the guards, since îlulu would come at this time and bring food.

She has experience working with me, so she can handle it. She, consider her, became their manager, although in fact she was more of a nanny.

During a literature lesson at school, my eyes suddenly hurt. I was already starting to think about overwork, but the sign that appeared calmed me down.

[ (4/4) ]

[User has reached the age of adulthood]

[Obtained (Mystic Eyes) ]

[ Select rank {regular; rare; mythical} ]

The tingling pain went away, but instead there was pressure in the area of ​​the eye sockets.

After asking to go to the infirmary and being examined by a nurse and taking a couple of pills, I lay down on the bed.

Looking up at the ceiling, I could still see the rank selection icon.

My sixth sense told me that something was not clean here.

But knowing myself, I will regret if I don't choose the best.

[Obtained by: Mystic Eyes (mythical grade)]

[Bonus Reward/Penalty Received: Clumsy Pervert]

I didn't see any of this notifications, because lightning struck my brain straight from my eyes, which immediately knocked me out, sending me into a long sleep.