Crossover Anime: This is an izakaya, but you're treating it like a brothel.

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Crossover Anime: This is an izakaya, but you're treating it like a brothel.

Author: The Cat Who Eats Whales

Summary:

Aoba transmigrates to a crossover anime world and becomes the owner of an izakaya (Japanese pub).

He had planned to run his izakaya well and relax, but it turns out that all the people who come to the izakaya are lusting after his body!

This is an izakaya, not a brothel, you know!!!

Rize Kamishiro: Hmph, the manager's cooking is amazing!!!

Erina Nakiri: Shop...Shopkeeper! I want more!!!

Kasumigaoka Utaha: It hurts so much... Only a kiss from the shopkeeper can make me feel better!

Saeko Busujima: As the first wife, I won't make things difficult for my husband!

Aoba: No, don't come any closer!!!

Chapter 1: A Nighttime Attack! The Protagonist Gets Picked Up After Being Scammed?

"Mrs. Yuihama, that's enough! Enough already!!"

"Hey, Xiao Qingye, don't be shy. It's not easy for you to live alone!"

"Please accept this as a token of my appreciation."

"You can't refuse!"

Tokyo.

District 20.

The night breeze, soft as a feather, drifted by, carrying a delicate fragrance.

It made every passerby who saw Qingye give him a slight sidelong glance.

Aoba carried the cocktail ingredients he bought from the market. Under the wisps of hair on his forehead, the tip of his nose twitched slightly, and he could almost smell Mrs. Yuihama's perfume.

I just wanted to buy some raw materials, but I ended up being stuffed with a lot of things by the older women at the market.

Now we probably won't have to worry about izakayas running out of ingredients for the next week.

"Next time, bring more snacks for Mrs. Yuihama and the others."

Aoba felt grateful.

Even the red marks left by the pockets on my hands felt a little lighter.

Looking at the bustling Tokyo streets, which are gradually coming alive with nightlife.

And with the increasing number of women around him 'coveting' their eyes, Aoba couldn't help but quicken his pace.

I need to hurry back and open the shop!

After turning a few corners, the bustling streets of Tokyo gradually turned into quiet and dimly lit alleyways.

Under the dim streetlights, several moths flew haphazardly toward the only source of heat.

I don't know why, even though it's only the beginning of autumn.

Aoba suddenly felt a chill run down her spine...

The faint fragrance that had been lingering at the tip of my nose vanished completely at that moment!

Accompanying the dry night wind was an extremely strong smell of rust!

“Hiha~!”

"It smells so good! It smells so good!! It really smells so good!!!!"

"He's mine!!"

"be mine!!"

A rough voice rang in my ears, and the fishy, ​​rusty smell instantly became several times stronger.

Aoba froze, glancing sideways.

Three humanoid figures of different shapes were seen squatting at the bottom of the alley.

Two of them had tightly packed, blood-red muscles on their backs, and what appeared to be human finger-like remains hanging from their mouths.

The three men's noses twitched wildly, saliva mixed with blood dripped uncontrollably from the corners of their mouths onto the ground, and their blood-red eyes were fixed on Qingye.

"I'm so hungry!!!"

"Hungry!!!"

"Eat! Eat him!!!"

As the three figures, seemingly inhuman and crazed, gradually approached and appeared under the light, Qingye's expression suddenly changed.

Ghouls...?

How could ghouls appear in the 20th ward?!

As a stable district, District 20 should theoretically be free of anything unusual.

Could it be a fugitive that slipped through the net and was let go by the inspection agency?

Aoba looked toward the izakaya.

Must run!

He ran into the izakaya first, and with his familiarity with the terrain, he was sure he could get to the main street of the 20th ward faster than the three ghouls!

The chaos caused by the appearance of ghouls will inevitably alarm the prosecutor's office.

Only in this way can he survive!

Think everything through.

Aoba shifted her feet slightly, slowly retreating and bowing, her hands holding the bag clenched into fists.

As the three ghouls drew closer, he could even clearly see the remaining flesh and blood at the corners of their mouths!

Fight! !

Suddenly!

Aoba stomped her feet hard, her eyes fixed on the ghoul on her left who was staggering.

It charged fiercely to the left with all its might.

"Hungry……!"

Upon seeing the food, it actually rushed towards itself.

These ghouls suddenly leaped up, almost touching Aoba's face. Their mouths, stained with blood, revealed sharp, menacing teeth, and thick saliva dripped from their mouths like silk.

"Get out...!"

Aoba kept a close eye on the three ghouls' movements, and suddenly exerted force with his right hand.

He smashed the bags full of base liquor onto the heads of the three ghouls!

boom! ! !

The pungent smell of alcohol spread instantly, and the shards of glass caused the three ghouls to scream and fall to the ground.

Aoba's eyes also showed a hint of surprise.

Something is wrong!

This ghoul is so weak? It doesn't even have a kagune?

Even so, he couldn't handle three adult ghouls by himself.

It's best to get to a safe area as soon as possible!

Dropping the bag in her other hand, Aoba ran towards the back of the izakaya without looking back.

"Hungry!!!"

Seeing their food run away, the three ghouls, blinded by their appetite, didn't hesitate and roared as they got up and gave chase.

Just a moment.

The sounds of shattering bottles, Aoba's panting, and ghouls' roars made the quiet alleyway unusually lively.

But it doesn't seem to have attracted much attention.

After all, at this time of day, no one living on this street is home; everyone is busy making a living.

Aoba himself had no intention of asking for help.

In the instant when my adrenaline was surging, I ran towards the back of the izakaya.

however……

creak.

Next to the izakaya, a slightly dilapidated door was pushed open from the inside.

A cute and fragile little girl appeared in Aoba's eyes, her innocent face streaked with tears.

The pale pink hair sent a chill down his spine.

"Ah—vomit—ni—"

The little girl, holding the doorknob, looked at Aoba, who was running towards the izakaya, with great confusion.

A harsh, unpleasant sound, like tearing a rag, came from his throat.

She didn't see the three ghouls behind her, who were like predators to her.

The muffled roar did not attract the little girl's attention.