I became the King of Ryukyu

Perhaps due to his beast-like intuition, when Zheng Yi's power amplified, Miyagi Yuichi looked up blankly and around, finding no danger, scratched his head, and continued to enjoy his food.

Seeing his adopted son, who was captivated by the delicious donkey meat sandwich and wolfing it down, Zheng Yi smiled like a loving father.

What a wonderful child, it's a pity he has such a talkative mouth.

"Damn it! You really joined the clubs of the students in the main campus?" Once Miyagi Yu had filled his stomach, his filial piety vanished.

The way he looked at Zheng Yi was like looking at a male praying mantis whose reason was blinded by mating desire, as if his head would be bitten off by the female praying mantis named Motobu Mioko in the next second.

Picking up the last bit of crispy crust from the donkey meat sandwich and putting it in his mouth, he said in an exaggerated tone, "She's like a high-class beauty..."

"A flower on a high mountain, she is not from our world, don't harbor any illusions."

Zheng Yi placed the empty bowl and chopsticks in the groove of the plate, and said Gong Cheng's lines expressionlessly: "Don't forget, those advanced words you used in your essays were all taught to you by your father."

"But……"

What else did Miyagi want to argue about?

Zheng Yi squinted and sized him up.

He looked travel-worn but not quite disheveled, in a state of being both tired and not tired.

If I had to use an analogy, it would be like the Osaka Division, which had just returned from the Chinese battlefield; it participated in the war, but not fully.

"Your baseball club lost?" Zheng Yi asked, taking the initiative.

"Oh, Okinawa University was the runner-up in last year's Southern Kyushu Tournament..."

"So not only did you lose, you weren't even qualified to play?"

"Oh, this..."

Faced with this fundamental question, Miyagi stammered, his face flushed, and argued, "If I didn't play, it can't be considered a loss... a narrow defeat!... Can a narrow defeat even be considered a loss?"

Then came a string of incomprehensible terms, such as "pitcher losses," "defense rate inflation," and "bases remaining," which made Zheng Yi-nu laugh: the store was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

After bidding farewell to Gong Yiji, Zheng Yi happily rode his bicycle to the Marine Biology Department.

Passing by the intersection of Anlichuan Road and Shuri Road, I was surprised to find that another Mixue Ice Cream shop had opened.

Two snow kings, each wielding an ice cream cone scepter, danced and sang in the September heat, distributing toys and promotional materials to passersby.

Zheng Yi was also inexplicably given a blue dolphin doll.

He hung the dolphin plush toy on the handlebars and said, "Thank you, you've worked hard."

After parking his bicycle in the bike shed downstairs, Zheng Yi shouted towards the building, "This is what a real man should be like!"

The game master ignored him, only a couple passing by cast puzzled glances at him.

"It must be the drama club guys rehearsing an old-fashioned Taiga drama," the boy said sourly.

"Really? Then let's go see a show this weekend?" The girl turned around and looked at the performance with interest.

Zheng Yi quickly swiped his student ID to open the access control and entered the building.

This time, Zheng Yi didn't have the elevator to himself on the 25th floor.

On the 24th floor, a middle-aged man with a senior professor's hairstyle was the second to last to leave.

As he stepped out of the elevator, he glanced at Zheng Yi, hesitated, then shook his head.

The elevator doors were like a gaping maw, slowly swallowing his sighing face, before spitting out an empty corridor a dozen seconds later.

The corridor lights were still flickering intermittently, and no one came to fix them.

Zheng Yicai realized that only one day had passed since the contract was signed.

Having repeatedly experienced life and death in the secret realm and fought against human lives in reality, he felt as if a single glance could span an eternity.

After hesitating for a moment, Zheng Yi did not use the bugged student ID to open the door of the Marine Biology Research Club directly, but instead knocked on the door politely.

Still no response.

drop.

I swiped my student ID to open the door, and a blast of cold air, always set to 16 degrees Celsius, hit me.

Zheng Yi looked at the water tank.

Amidst the swaying seaweed, Miss Shark revealed a mouthful of sharp teeth.

The naked figure did not appear.

It seems that the students in this department don't have the habit of swimming naked every day.

"What are you expecting?" A cool voice came from the office area.

Zheng Yi turned his head to look at the office area, where Mioko from headquarters was sitting there, slowly eating her boxed lunch.

"Of course I'm looking forward to a million yen salary!" he said.

"A lie." Mioko Honbu picked up a tiny piece of fish, about the size of a grain of rice, from her lunchbox and put it in her mouth, a disdainful sneer on her face.

Her lips were thin, and the petals, like those of a sycamore flower, were glistening with oil, making them look exceptionally alluring.

The legendary heiress who supposedly saved white rhinos on the African savanna during her summer social practice program was eating boxed lunches for lunch?

Zheng Yi recalled that when he saw her yesterday, her desk seemed to be covered with leftover lunch boxes.

Besides the boxed lunches, there were five or six bottles of Ramune soda of different colors on the table. Each bottle was only taken a sip or two before being left aside.

The cheap Ramune soda stands in stark contrast to the luxurious ambiance here.

Wool carpets, crystal chandeliers, a desk made of rosewood, a coffee table made of an unknown jade, and all sorts of electronic products.

Zheng Yi couldn't help but glance at the luxurious refrigerator next to the leather sofa. Could it be filled with Ramune soda?

"Please guide me in the future!" Zheng Yi thought for a moment and decided he should try to please his superior, so he handed over the cute dolphin plush toy.

Zheng Yi thought, "No girl could dislike dolphins."

"It's too ugly, don't throw trash in the activity room." Mioko put down her chopsticks, threw the dolphin plushie directly into the trash can, and then disgustedly wiped her hands carefully with a wet wipe.

"Eh? As the president of the Marine Biology Research Club, I thought you would like dolphins." Zheng Yi was a little disappointed. He should have given it to Tetsuya instead; the little fat boy would definitely have liked it.

"You mean, dolphins, those animals that are always thinking about courting humans, are cute?" Motobu Mioko crossed her arms, looking down at him even though she was sitting. "I prefer echinoderms to dolphins."

"I like it too! I love braised sea cucumber with scallions!"

After carefully observing Zheng Yi's expression, she nodded and threw the half-eaten fast food, along with the box, into the trash can, saying, "You can start working now."

"Yes, President!"

He walked nearly fifty meters along the water tank, opened the door with the sign for the tool shed, and found that the space inside was larger than the attic he rented.

In addition to the usual cleaning equipment, there are several sets of impressive-looking diving equipment in the glass cabinet.

After hanging his shirt and athletic trousers on the rack, Zheng Yi carefully examined the clothes to make sure there were no security cameras, then changed into his swim trunks.

Then, after looking around and picking and choosing, he finally picked up a long-handled scraper specifically for cleaning glass, a small shovel about 30 centimeters long, and a trash can, and left the room.