Mash-up Anime World: Creating the SCP Foundation to Contain Anomalies

At Shuchiin Academy, one of the elite "Big Three" schools, the education resources available are second to none in Japan.

But more importantly, what students gain access to at Shuchiin are the networks and connections—ties that ordinary people could hardly hope to reach in normal society.

In Shuchiin, you could pull out any random student and they'd likely be the child of a politician, the sole daughter of a high-ranking judge, or a prodigy with immense natural talent in some specialized field.

In truth, the Yuuki family had hit a developmental bottleneck.

Relying solely on investments made it extremely difficult to further expand their assets or climb the social ladder. Moreover, they had no foothold in the Japan's political circles, making many business opportunities inaccessible.

This was also why, despite the high risk of school placement failure, Yuuki still chose Shuchiin for his daughter.

If she could enter Shuchiin, then her future path might skip all the detours and achieve in a few years what Yuuki had failed to do in decades: a leap in social class.

So when Haruto casually suggested the possibility of transferring Asuna into Shuchiin, Yuuki's excitement was understandable.

Sitting beside Haruto, Asuna's eyes sparkled with curiosity and wonder.

Admiration for strength is in a girl's nature, even the most resilient ones are no exception.

"As far as I know, isn't the current student council president of Shuchiin that lady from the Shinomiya family?"

A discordant voice cut in at this point.

It was Sugou, who couldn't hold it in any longer.

If this continued, the years he spent groveling and playing the perfect lapdog would become a complete joke.

Had it been someone else, Sugou might have mocked them to their face already.

But out of respect for Yuuki, his words were still somewhat restrained.

Still, he truly didn't believe that the person in front of him could have connections with someone like Shinomiya Kaguya.

The atmosphere at the table turned a bit tense.

Haruto hadn't said anything yet—but Yuuki stood up first.

"Mr. Haruto's capabilities are not for you to question. Sugou, you're drunk!"

That stern rebuke made Sugou's veins throb.

Normally, he might've endured it under the guise of being drunk. But tonight, he really couldn't take it anymore.

He felt like a fool—a turtle in a shell, swallowing insult after insult.

Some unknown guy suddenly shows up and steals the girl he had been longing for all these years?

That was worse than killing him!

Sugou considered himself someone with decent access to high society information, yet he had never heard of this Haruto before.

He refused to believe this guy had any link to the Shinomiya family.

"Uncle, it's you who's drunk. Are you seriously believing that kind of nonsense? We're talking about the Shinomiya family here! What qualifications does he have to be involved with their heiress? That's a whole different level—two of the largest financial conglomerates in the nation!"

The era of the "Four Great Zaibatsu" had ended. Now, only two remained.

After the financial storm, the Shinomiya and Momobami not only stood firm but rapidly consolidated power.

They were far more terrifying than the former Four Greats.

This was also Sugou's confidence source when speaking.

Yuuki looked ready to smash a chair over Sugou's head.

He had invited Sugou here hoping to help him connect with real social power. Which showed how much he had once valued Sugou.

But instead of gaining favor, Sugou had completely embarrassed him.

Asuna glanced at the tense scene around her, then looked at Haruto who, completely unfazed, continued enjoying his meal—and even had the leisure to hand-feed Shiro some food.

The contrast between the two sides was stark and immediate.

Her curiosity about Haruto deepened. Who exactly was this young man?

At that moment, Yuuki looked to Haruto, silently seeking permission to reveal his identity.

Previously, Haruto's background had been deliberately kept vague, hinting at a hidden identity.

Normally, a protagonist might choose to keep playing lowkey and wait for someone like Sugou to dig his own grave.

But Haruto had no interest in playing dumb.

Pretending to be weak was way too much trouble.

He simply nodded.

Seeing that, Yuuki declared sharply,

"Mr. Haruto is a representative of the Momobami clan. Isn't it perfectly natural for the two financial giants to have connections? Sugou! Did everything I taught you about conduct go to the dogs?! From tomorrow onward, don't come to the Yuuki house anymore. You're better off returning to research work!"

Sugou looked like he'd been struck by lightning.

Getting kicked out of the Yuuki family meant that all his years of hard work were for nothing—gone in an instant.

But what was worse…

This boy was actually part of the Momobami clan!

He had just offended someone from one of the two reigning financial empires!

Sugou collapsed onto his seat, completely devastated. He was like a dog with a broken spine. With the two zaibatsu against him, he could kiss any dreams of success in Japan goodbye.

Haruto didn't even glance at Sugou's sorry state.

He drained his cup of tea, stood up, and smiled as he said:

"Thank you for the meal, Mr. Yuuki. The matter of Asuna's transfer should be settled soon."

"I'll be taking my leave now... Asuna, see you later."

As he finished, he reached over and ruffled Asuna's soft hair gently.

Yuuki Asuna looked at him with wide eyes, completely taken aback.

This boy had left too deep an impression on her—it was hard to look away.

"Goodbye, Haruto-senpai!"

She responded, and for the first time, began to feel a longing to meet again.

Haruto smiled, took Shiro by the hand, and left.

The private dining room fell into silence.

Yuuki shot a furious glare at Sugou.

Fortunately, the man's nonsense hadn't offended Haruto enough to burn the bridge between them.

Still, Yuuki Shouzo's opinion of Sugou had completely collapsed. For the first time, he began to question his own judgment. To think he'd once planned to entrust his daughter's future to someone like that...

Meanwhile, Haruto and Shiro returned home.

Shiro nuzzled Haruto once more before returning to her room to play games.

After examining SAO's data model, Shiro had developed an even deeper interest in the game.

As for the backdoor she left in SAO, it would only be activated after the game's official launch.

Time passed.

The next morning, Haruto headed to Shuchiin Academy.

When Hayasaka Ai saw Haruto actually show up for school, her face was full of surprise.

"What kind of student are you, needing the president herself to drag you here to attend?"

She muttered sarcastically.

Ever since Haruto's first day of registration, he hadn't set foot in Shuchiin again. During that time, the young lady (Kaguya) had complained to her nonstop.

Hayasaka's ears were practically filled to the brim with her lady's grumbles. At this point, just hearing Haruto's name gave her mild PTSD.

Faced with her sarcasm, Haruto simply gave an awkward smile.

…

Hayasaka rolled her eyes at him.

The two walked into Shuchiin Academy together.

Watching Haruto head straight toward the student council office with zero intention of going to class, Hayasaka was momentarily speechless.

After a moment of thought, she sent a message to Kaguya.

Sure enough, not long after Haruto arrived at the student council room, Kaguya came running down the hall in a flurry.

"Kaguya-san, did something happen? You seem in a rush," Haruto asked curiously.

Kaguya immediately slowed her steps and composed her breath but her brain briefly short-circuited.

She had dashed over as soon as she heard Haruto had arrived.

But how could she admit something like that to his face?

Seeing her hesitating and conflicted, Haruto chose to skip past the awkwardness and got straight to the point,

"Kaguya-san, I'd like to help a friend transfer into Shuchiin."

Upon hearing this, Kaguya immediately replied as if it were no big deal.

"There are transfer application forms in the main drawer of the student council desk. The stamp is in there too. You can handle it however you like, Haruto-kun. After all, as the co-president of the student council, you have that authority."

Haruto nodded and entered the student council room, retrieving a form.

He had exchanged LINE info with Asuna the day before.

The girl had already sent over all her details, so Haruto quickly filled everything out.

Curious, Kaguya leaned in to take a peek.

When she saw the name written in the applicant field—a very feminine, girly name—her eyes immediately narrowed.

Haruto had been skipping school since the day he enrolled.

And now, the one time he finally showed up… it was to help another girl transfer in?

Kaguya was incredibly jealous!

I've got wealth, looks, and backing from the Shinomiya Zaibatsu. I've brought the full power of my family to the table just to engage with you. The line of people wanting to date me could stretch all the way to France—

And you went after an Asuna instead?!