(Sizzle, sizzle...)
(Broadcast, broadcast... This is the System Free-Acquisition Station. You can acquire your desired System by checking your brain. It's been personally tested and confirmed effective.)
(This is a Crossover World with a messy timeline, so this book establishes a unified timeline.)
(Let me layer on another layer of defense: all related characters are adults.)
(A semi-slice-of-life wish-fulfillment novel.)
(The plot has been slightly modified. There will be some supporting character scenes in the early stage, mainly to showcase the protagonist's power. Please watch patiently.)
(Please urge me to update more, and collect the book. Thank you all. I listen to advice. You can suggest plot points that are appropriate and don't conflict with the outline. You can also tell me about favorite characters you want to add, little author here is all ears.)
The stage was swallowed by thick darkness, even the air seemingly solidified into an inky blackness.
Just in this pitch-black silence, a spotlight shot toward the left side of the stage. A blonde girl in a white dress stood quietly in the pillar of light.
She closed her eyes and parted her cherry lips, and a beautiful singing voice quietly floated up. It was like a vine in the moonlight, intertwining with the light tremor of the drumbeat, connected to the faint hum of the electric guitar, as she sang softly:
"'Cos,"
"I was afraid,"
"Was alone,"
"In a cave,"
"Like a stone..."
Her voice was very light, carrying a moist huskiness, like someone whispering to an echo in an empty valley.
But every syllable fell precisely into the folds of the rhythm. As she lengthened her final note, the originally lazy drumbeat suddenly picked up speed. The strings of the electric guitar, which had been tentative as silk thread, gradually twisted into a force ready to erupt, like muffled thunder rolling in the distance, making the entire stage tremble slightly.
"This!"
A deeply penetrating male voice suddenly tore through the darkness, like a thunderclap shattering thick clouds.
Almost in the same second, dozens of powerful lights burst from the depths of the stage. The moment the multicolored beams pierced the darkness, the surging figures in the audience below were suddenly illuminated. A tsunami of cheers violently erupted from the audience, who had been holding their breath in concentration.
"Dance is so dangerous!"
The man's voice still carried an unspent explosive force. The stand microphone at the center of the stage was locked by the spotlight. Behind the microphone, a figure with white, tousled hair stood conspicuously in the light.
The electric guitar under his fingertips was emitting a sharp screech. His body swayed intensely with the rhythm, and his white hair traced messy arcs under the lights, yet it did nothing to diminish the sharpness of his handsome face.
"So cryptic it changes us,"
"But the secrets that we learn,"
"Can give power to all of us."
His song, mixed with the frenzy of the electric guitar, instantly ignited the entire venue, like magma breaking through the earth's crust.
The cheers from the audience suddenly rose higher. Countless girls in the venue were crying, tears streaming down their fingers, yet they still screamed their lungs out, the sound waves nearly lifting the roof.
"Nero-kun~!"
"Ah —!!!"
"Nero-kun, look over here —!!"
The drumbeats crashed down at this moment, weaving with the electric guitar's roar into a chaotic torrent.
The lines of the man's neck were taut as he tilted his head back. Sweat slipped down his jawline, falling onto the silver-flashing guitar strings, splashing into fine specks of light.
The instant he lowered his head to pluck the strings, the screams from the audience reached a new peak, as if they wanted to swallow this small stage, along with the shining person on it, into a surging heat of passion.
The man's white, tousled hair whipped around with the movement of his body. Sweat soaked the strands across his forehead, sticking to his skin. The hand gripping the electric guitar suddenly paused, and then burst forth with an even more unrestrained melody. He opened his mouth and sang loudly:
"Destination I!
Gotta invitation I!
Of reality!
Gonna change reality!"
Every note was like an electric current, powerfully striking the hearts of the audience below. The ocean of glow sticks rose and fell violently with the rhythm, converging into a shimmering river of light.
The girls' screams never stopped; their throats were hoarse, yet they still shouted that name with all their might—"Nero-kun!"
The defiance and power in the song seemed to be on the verge of breaking through all constraints, and the waves of cheers from the audience surged higher and higher.
Just as the melody reached its most passionate climax, all instrumental sounds abruptly vanished, and the stage fell into a brief dead silence.
This sudden cessation of sound was like a giant stone dropped into a boiling lake. The cheers from the audience instantly surged to a deafening volume.
Countless glow sticks were frantically waved in the air, converging into a flowing starlight river. Everyone's eyes were fixed tightly on the figure in the center of the stage, anticipating his next move.
Nero was slightly hunched over, breathing heavily. Sweat slipped down his chiseled face, gathering into beads at his chin, then dripping with a 'pat-ta' sound onto the stage floor, spreading a small, dark stain.
Seeing this, the girls in the front row screamed even more hysterically.
"Nero-kun, look here!"
"I'm right here, Nero-kun!"
They desperately waved their arms, trying to get the person on stage to notice them, their faces full of infatuation and fervor.
After the audience's cheers lasted for a moment, Nero straightened up and gripped the stand microphone with the hand that wasn't holding the guitar.
He casually raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face, and the corner of his mouth curled into an ostentatious, slightly cocky smile: "Hello everyone! Welcome to the Devil May Cry Concert! I'm Nero!!"
"Ah, ah, ah~"
A venue-filling roar of cheers, like a tsunami, swept through the entire hall. Fans uniformly chanted his name, the sound waves nearly blowing the roof off.
Nero smiled and waved to all the audience, his smile especially dazzling under the spotlight.
He then tilted his head slightly and nodded to the band members behind him.
The electronic music prelude, accompanied by dense drumbeats, slowly began, instantly pushing the atmosphere to a new high.
Nero leaned into the microphone again, his eyes twinkling with excitement, and shouted:
"Next up! aLIEz!"
The stirring music surged and echoed throughout the theater. Nero's incredibly infectious singing, like a powerful storm, swept through every corner.
On stage, his white hair flew wildly. Sweat glistened under the lights, perfectly matching the frantic melody of the electric guitar in his hand, pushing the atmosphere higher and higher.
"Ah, that guy on stage, drenched in sweat, that's me. My name is Chen Tian, and Nero is my stage name."
"Isn't that handsome?"
"Based on the two songs I just sang, you should know that I'm a transmigrator or perhaps a reincarnator."
"Actually, not exactly."
"In my memory, I have lived in this country—where life is rather decent—since childhood. It wasn't until my parents were in a car accident that the memories of my previous life fully awakened."
"Only then did I realize that my memories had been sealed all along. And I also learned how I came to this world."
"I wasn't sent over after a 1V1 battle with the God of Great Destiny. I was slammed into my room by a meteorite from the sky."
"Fortunately, I was alone in my previous life, and that meteorite didn't affect anyone else. That's one part I'm grateful for."
"Perhaps due to that meteorite, the moment my memories awoke, I gained two weapons inside my body—Yamato and Ryūjin Jakka."
"Familiar, right? One is the weapon of that white-haired fanatic who constantly shouts 'I Need Power!!'—Vergil. It's known as the blade that can cut through all space."
"The other is the weapon of Old Man Yamamoto from the manga Bleach."
"These two weapons have been constantly reforming my body since I acquired them."
"This head of white hair is a result of the Yamato's modification. After all, both the son and grandson of Sparda have white hair."
"Besides these two weapons, there's nothing else. No System, no Golden Finger; none of them showed up."
"After getting these two swords, I thought the world I was in was extremely dangerous. Why else would I be given these two weapons?"
"But after carefully recalling my past memories, I decided to slack off."
"Why slack off?"
"Do you know who that girl singing on stage just now was?"
"Kitagawa Marin..."
"She's the heroine of My Dress-Up Darling. This is a damn romance manga!"
"Not to mention, in my class right now, there's a girl named Katō Megumi, and in the next class, there's one named Yukinoshita Yukino! And one named Shinomiya Kaguya!"
"Tell me, with these female characters present, won't the characters associated with them appear too?"
"Oh, a little humblebrag here, coughcough, Kitagawa Marin is my girlfriend. Not the fifteen-year-old high school student, but an eighteen-year-old adult!" (Layering a buff!)
"Knowing all this, why wouldn't I slack off?"
"Singing? That's for making a living. My looks have been modified by the two weapons. I'm just a tiny bit less handsome than you, the readers, but I'm already at the absolute peak of attractiveness in this world. With this face, plus my previous life as an otaku, why wouldn't I use those hype-filled godly songs to make money?"
"Huh? Draw manga? Write novels? Invest?"
"I can't draw manga. I can write novels, but... do otaku novels count? Those kinds that make people's blood surge, the kind that sends the blood rushing to both ends."
"As for investing, Hmm, I did invest in two things, but due to a lack of capital, I can only make a small amount of money."
"So, I embarked on a career of street performing."
"Why can I write music and sing? Uh, I don't know either. It's just that many things are very clear in my mind. As for my past life, forget it, let's just consider it a Golden Finger."
"Hmph hmph, with these advantages, I'll first use them to earn a huge sum of money! Then I'll invest! Finally! The world will be beneath my feet! Hahahaha!!"
"Hey~ Chen~ Tian~-kun~ What are you laughing foolishly about?"
"Huh? Ah?" Chen Tian, sitting in the dressing room, had his sudden loud laughter interrupted by a charming female voice.
In front of Chen Tian, Kitagawa's small face was almost pressed against his.
"Haha, nothing, nothing. What is it, Marin?"
Kitagawa giggled and gave Chen Tian's cheek a light kiss.
She then naturally put her arms around Chen Tian's neck, straddled her legs, and sat on Chen Tian's lap.
"Hey, hey~ Isn't it Halloween next week? Wanna go on a~ date~?" When Kitagawa said "date," she leaned close to Chen Tian's ear, the fragrance she exhaled was like the scent of violets.
Chen Tian's eyes brightened. "A date? Of course! Where should we go?"
Kitagawa wore a little devil's smile, a faint blush slowly creeping onto her face, and with anticipation in her eyes, she uttered two words.