Tokyo: After years of stagnation, the heiress of the yakuza arrives.

In front of a secluded wood specialty store on a street in Tokyo.

A large crowd of onlookers gathered there to watch the spectacle.

"Liyue, what's wrong? Liyue, calm down, don't scare Mommy..."

Riki Sawamura kept banging her head against the utility pole, her forehead already red, while the elegant woman held her to prevent her from continuing to bang her head against the pole.

"Waaaaah, I don't want to live anymore, I don't want to live anymore, waaaaah..."

Riki Sawamura, with snot and tears streaming down her face and red eyes, continued to bang her head against the telephone pole. She looked utterly pathetic, muttering something about wanting to die.

"Waaaaah, why, why is this happening? Why do I have a girlfriend? Waaaaah, I was here first! I was here when I was little! Why? Waaaaah, why? This isn't fair..."

"I don't want to live anymore, I want to die, waaaaah..."

"No! Don't die!" The elegant woman used all her strength, and when she heard that Sawamura Ritsu was going to die, her face turned several shades pale with fright. She was almost kneeling down and begging Sawamura Ritsu not to die.

Such a wonderful program naturally attracted a large number of curious onlookers. They were so captivated by the show that they subconsciously slowed down, as if time had been frozen.

However, the scene at the nearby corner wood specialty store was completely different.

Ito Fusei held the "not-so-cool senior from the archery club" that the elegant lady had put down earlier as if it were a treasure, completely unmoved by the drama outside and utterly unconcerned.

Similarly indifferent was Yamamoto Sento, who was standing next to Ito Fusei, still holding his phone and carefully searching for a post that didn't even exist: "Yamamoto-kun is so handsome, I really want to date him, he's practically my ideal type..."

Yamamoto, until his battery ran out, thought it was because his eyesight wasn't good enough and he planned to go home and keep charging his battery while searching. He never doubted the authenticity of the post.

Yes, there will be.

There will definitely be someone with discerning eyes who can recognize talent, as for why... well, that's just how it is in this remote place!

"Ito, what are they doing outside? It's so noisy." Coming to his senses, Yamamoto put his phone away and then noticed that it seemed like there was a complete mess outside.

Ito, who was still hugging and kissing the "not-so-cool senior from the archery club," had a question mark appear above his head when he heard this.

"Hmm? Outside? I don't know. Come on, let's go take a look, but let me buy this first."

This time, Ito Fusei was smarter. Having learned from his previous experience of being "blackmailed," he decided to pay the bill first, no matter what was said. Only what was in his own pocket was real, otherwise he didn't know where he would run off to later.

"Mwah~ My dearest little baby!"

Ito Fusei kissed the game disc in front of him hard, then ran to the counter to pay. If you think this is already weird, you might as well look at Yamamoto Sento's reaction. He was calm and watched the whole thing without finding anything unusual.

Let alone the evil rice ball, even if there were other people around, they wouldn't find it strange or give any odd looks, because... everyone here is a top-ranked Ma Chao player!

Someone like Fusei Ito might be unremarkable in other places, and there's even the risk of him being cosplayed as Louis XVI.

However, in the splendid corner of the wood shop, she could only be considered a loli... She was so pretty that it was hard to believe she had seen someone as "normal" as Ito Fusei in a long time.

Sure enough, if you shift your gaze to the side, you can see two players who play Ma Chao in the Chinese server discussing the storyline, and even secretly looking for angles of the female characters on the disc, hoping to find some paid content.

In the end, he sighed and muttered something like, "Damn it, it was so close, why couldn't I see it!"

In comparison, it's perfectly normal for Ito Fusei to just give a kiss.

After Ito Fusei paid, carrying the bag, the two of them met up and headed towards the large group of people outside.

"Ito, I didn't see that post you just made praising me for being handsome and saying you wanted to date me. Did the administrator accidentally delete it? I'll ask the administrator for permission to restore it. Do you think that's feasible?"

Yamamoto had only taken a few steps when he asked about the previous post.

Ito Bosei: "..."

You despicable rice ball, don't you even have this much self-awareness? Do you really think anyone would like a sleazy, disgusting, and perverted rice ball?

Is it possible that the so-called post was a lie, that there was no post at all, and that I just tricked you into giving me the corner I've been wanting to get for the game?

However, after thinking about it, Ito Fuma hesitated for a moment, deciding against it, considering the prospect of being attacked by the enraged rice ball-headed girl...

Among the three members of the evil boy band, Yamamoto Shinto is the most physically developed. Because he is in the baseball team, his physique is very good. Then there is Ito Fusei, who is not particularly good, but not bad either. He is just average, an ordinary person in all aspects.

An NPC character who would be impossible to spot if thrown into a crowd. When Shido Kuroba was chased to the classroom by Aoko Jingu, he was still just watching the show and blending into the crowd. An NPC among NPCs.

Finally, there's Kuroba Shido. He's a perfect example, worse than an ordinary person. He's a weak, timid guy who can't even beat the club president. Anyone can kick him a couple of times.

This combination created the most evil little group at Kamikawa Middle School, led by the evil rice ball head, who was labeled as disgusting and perverted.

but……

Because Ito Fusei is unremarkable and often blends into the crowd, his presence is zero whether in class or elsewhere. He is clearly a good candidate to control the Forgotten Ones.

The consequence of this special constitution is that although Ito Fuma plays a role in the evil boy band, no one remembers Ito Fuma, and there are very few related posts on the forum.

As for Shido Kuroba... he's the one we're really paying attention to. He's evil, but because he's good-looking, he's exempted from all the girls in the school thanks to the top-of-the-line monitor.

The final result was that, despite the evil, Yamamoto Shinji ultimately bore the brunt of it all alone.

When you enter Yamamoto's name, various keywords automatically pop up: disgusting, perverted, mentally challenged... Even before Yamamoto's real name, prompts like "evil rice ball head" appear.

"It's feasible, I think it's very feasible. I saw it very clearly just now, it is there. If you couldn't find it, it was probably cleaned up by the forum administrators as spam!"

Ito Fusei spoke firmly, and his expression became much more handsome.

He felt no remorse for deceiving his good brother; his only concern was protecting the wooden disc he had just bought!

Don't worry, senior, I will definitely protect you!

Yamamoto nodded: "Yeah, that's what I think too. Ito, scan me a power bank, I'll keep looking on my way back. If I can't find it today, I'll curse the building manager's mother."

Ito Bosei: "..."

6...

In the end, Ito Fusei bought a power bank from a nearby store for Yamamoto Sento, and the two mingled in the crowd as onlookers, while Yamamoto Sento didn't care about what was going on at all.

After charging, I sat there and argued with the administrator...

"Beep beep beep..."

Yamamoto's cell phone rang, and the caller ID read... "Brother Lao!"

"Hey, what are you doing, descendant?"

"Hey bro, come pick me up. Mom said she has something to do today and can't come."

"Oh dear, you're a grown woman, you can walk back by yourself. Why should I come to pick you up? It's not like you can't find your way home..."

"It was a beautiful, sunny evening. I had just finished showering and came out of the bathroom..."

"So?" Yamamoto raised an eyebrow.

"Then I accidentally saw your new airplane..."

"Ahem, little brother, I suddenly remembered that you're still too young. It's dangerous for you to be out there alone. You could easily run into bad people. I'll be right there. Just wait..."

After hanging up the phone, Yamamoto prepared to make his escape: "Ito, I have something to take care of here, I'll head back first!"

"Okay, I'll take another look around here. You can go ahead." Ito Fusei tiptoed and mingled in the crowd, waving to Yamamoto Sento, who then left.

Before long, Ito Fusei finally managed to squeeze his way to the very back, and by sheer coincidence, he heard a very familiar name...

"Waaaaah, why, Shido, why are you doing this to me? Waaaaah, I don't want to live anymore..."

"Okay, okay, Mom will help you steal someone's boyfriend, alright? Don't cry, don't cry..."

The surrounding crowd: "???"

prying up the corner of the wall...

These parents are being far too open-minded, aren't they?

"Shido?" A huge question mark appeared above Ito Fusei's head.

Is it the Shido he knows?