Kyoto, Suginami Ward.
A run-down apartment building.
Fujiwara Seiji slowly opened his eyes, his gaze momentarily unfocused.
"So, I had already transmigrated, huh?"
From a corporate wage slave, he had crossed into this "cross-world anime universe," becoming an eighteen-year-old orphan high schooler.
As his memories of his past life returned, Fujiwara Seiji sat up from the bed.
There was no trace of panic on his face, nor any attachment to his former life.
What he felt was pure ecstasy!
"Ha… hahahahahaha!"
Excited laughter echoed in the small room.
"Never thought the day would come when I'd transmigrate too."
Finally, no more drudgery as a corporate drone.
This time, Fujiwara Seiji wanted only one thing—to enjoy life.
At that moment—
A cold mechanical voice rang in his mind.
[Ding! Detected host's strong desire to "enjoy life." Condition met. [Grand Player System] now officially activated!]
[Core Function: Conquest Rewards.]
[The system will automatically lock onto female characters of extremely high "conquest value" in this world. They are the finest "treasures" to embellish your new life.]
[Every time you completely conquer one "treasure," you will be granted a lavish, god-tier reward based on her core traits—enough to let you fully enjoy life!]
[Note: Current Version 1.0 – Youthful Slice of Life. Please enjoy these peaceful days to the fullest!]
Fujiwara Seiji blinked.
Then, his breathing grew rapid, and a gleam of ecstasy flashed in his eyes.
A cheat system!
Of course! The standard transmigrator's package!
"A top-tier tool for enjoying life?" His voice trembled with excitement. "Good… very good!"
As for that last remark about the version?
Whatever it meant, he didn't need to worry about it for now.
[Dingdong!]
[Newbie Gift Pack issued. Opening…]
[Congratulations, host! You have obtained: God-tier Short Novel "6 Days, 6 People, 6 Guns" (Completion: 100%).]
[Synopsis: A commercial work with an utterly dark tone and a breathless pace. A perfect stepping stone to open the gates of wealth and begin a life of indulgence.]
In an instant, an entire novel surged into Fujiwara Seiji's mind.
"6 Days, 6 People, 6 Guns".
In his previous life, this was the masterpiece of the famous genius, Iruma Hitoma.
The sharp pacing, cruel setting, film-like narrative style… even after a quick read-through, he couldn't help but nod in admiration.
As expected of Iruma Hitoma. The quality was off the charts.
Clearly—
The next step was to submit it for publication and earn royalties.
With royalties, he could move out of this shabby apartment and finally start enjoying life.
"Let's see… the Shinagawa Newcomer Award?" Fujiwara Seiji opened his computer, casually searching for light novel contests, and quickly found one.
"Shinagawa, huh?"
Fujiwara rubbed his chin. "Such a familiar name."
"So this world also includes the story of Saekano (How to Raise a Boring Girlfriend)…?"
"Wait, and Chiba has a school called Soubu High? Looks like I really transmigrated into a cross-anime world…"
Just then—
From the room next door came the sound of something heavy falling.
Bang!
Immediately followed by the panicked cry of a young girl.
"Mom! What's wrong? Mom, wake up!"
Fujiwara Seiji's brows rose.
That voice…
He recalled more.
Living right next door was none other than the flower of Toyonozaki Academy, the stunningly beautiful girl—Kasumigaoka Utaha!
"This isn't how the plot goes…" A trace of surprise flickered in his eyes.
By the original story, Kasumigaoka's family was at least middle-class.
No way they'd be living in this decrepit apartment.
"Forget it, I'd better take a look first."
Curiosity stirred, Fujiwara stood and opened his door.
Outside, in the corridor—
The usually aloof, sharp-tongued girl in black stockings was now clutching an unconscious middle-aged woman.
Her wine-red eyes were brimming with tears and fear, her beautiful face pale with helplessness.
"Fu… Fujiwara-san?"
Seeing her neighbor emerge, she clutched at him like a drowning person grabbing driftwood, pleading, "My mom… I don't know what happened, she just collapsed!"
"Call an ambulance first." Fujiwara calmly pulled out his phone.
Having lived two lives, and having been a corporate drone in the last, he was experienced with this sort of thing—he had personally sent at least ten overworked colleagues to the hospital.
"Hello, yes… someone has collapsed here…" Fujiwara spoke steadily into the phone, reporting the situation clearly.
His composure calmed Kasumigaoka as well.
Her eyes flickered with surprise as she looked at her quiet neighbor in a new light.
She never thought… this usually silent boy could be so reliable.
…
The ambulance soon arrived, whisking Kasumigaoka's mother away to the hospital.
Fujiwara Seiji went along to help.
The moment they arrived, Kasumigaoka's mother was rushed into the emergency room.
"Patient: Kasumigaoka Haruko. Sudden cerebral hemorrhage. Condition critical. Immediate craniotomy required."
The doctor spoke gravely, casting a sympathetic glance at Kasumigaoka.
"Family member, please go pay the fee first."
Each word landed like a heavy hammer on Utaha's heart.
"Y-Yes… thank you, doctor."
Utaha's body trembled violently. Her lips were bitten pale, nearly bleeding.
She hurried to the payment counter, brows furrowed, face full of repressed despair.
Fujiwara sneaked a glance.
The initial surgery alone required 500,000 yen—and that was before additional costs.
'This is bad,' Fujiwara thought, shaking his head. 'So this is the "fallen heroine" timeline?'
From fragments of memory and quick deduction, he pieced it together.
Her father had died recently in a car accident—at fault, no less.
The Kasumigaoka family sold their house, drained their savings, and still couldn't cover the compensation. Forced to move into a shabby apartment, her mother overworked herself just to scrape by.
And now, exhaustion had finally struck her down.
Hmm… perhaps this was the perfect chance to move in?
Fujiwara's thoughts turned.
No longer interested in elaborate "romantic conquests," Fujiwara only wanted fleeting pleasures.
Besides, Utaha Kasumigaoka was surely one of the "treasures" the system referred to.
"Need help with the surgery fees?" Fujiwara asked as Utaha returned, her face clouded with worry.
Though an orphan, he had over a million yen saved up over the years.
And now he had the cheat novel "6 Days, 6 People, 6 Guns" too.
"Eh?"
Utaha's head snapped up, surprise flashing in her expression.
She hadn't expected this almost-stranger of a neighbor to offer such major help.
"No, it's fine… I can manage for now," she forced a smile, ready to politely decline.
Then she heard what came next.
"The condition's simple." Fujiwara's gaze swept over her curving figure, a smirk tugging his lips. "Stay with me for a month. I'll give you 500,000 yen. Keep in mind, a Tokyo office worker only makes 300,000 a month…"
Whip!
Before he finished, a sharp slap sliced through the air.
Fujiwara dodged in time.
"Get lost, scum!!"
Utaha's face was ice-cold, her eyes filled with unbridled disgust.
Just moments ago she thought this neighbor was reliable… but now his vile true colors were revealed.
"My offer stands anytime," Fujiwara shrugged casually as he turned to leave.
"Not in a million years!"
Utaha glared at his retreating back, her voice quivering with fury.