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

"Ring ring!"

The break time between classes after class ends.

"That damned super beast! It actually disguised itself as a human! Take this 8-point light wheel!!!"

"Cheer!"

"Little friend, why are you here all alone? Where are your family?"

In the back row of the classroom, another exciting evil rice ball drama was unfolding next to Shido Kuroba. Yesterday it was Kamen Rider's turn, and today it's Ultraman's turn.

To make it more realistic, Yamamoto even made a simplified version of the eight-part halo out of cardboard, the kind that can rotate.

He was there acting as a super monster killer, cutting up super monsters, and incidentally asking about any lone "monster kids" he was looking for, planning to wipe them all out in one fell swoop. He had his eight-point light wheel hidden behind him, ready to be pulled out at any time.

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

These guys are hopeless. Are there any normal people left? No wonder they're called evil rice ball heads and they're posted on the campus network.

Related search suggestions: disgusting, perverted, rice ball head...

It's not easy to do this all by yourself. Of course, Kuroba Shido's participation was also indispensable, otherwise Yamamoto Sento wouldn't have been so easily defeated by the girls at school.

The reason is that Shido Kuroba is too authoritative in the field of "monitors".

Girls would automatically turn on beauty filters when they saw him, and even though Shido Kuroba's behavior was a bit strange, it wouldn't detract from his image; on the contrary, it would highlight his unique personality.

If someone is good-looking but doesn't talk, people call it being aloof.

Being ugly and not speaking is called being aloof, pretentious, a cold goblin, Jiahao...

Kuroba Shido's somewhat eccentric behavior was seen as quirky by the girls at school, and all the blame fell on Yamamoto Sento.

That despicable evil rice ball dared to corrupt our Kuroba-kun! His crime is unforgivable!

Swish!

An eight-pointed light wheel flew over and landed squarely on Kuroba Shido's head.

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

Yamamoto ran over, took his "beggar's version" eight-point halo from Kuroba Shido's head, and was about to leave when he came back.

"Huh? No pain?"

"Super Beast!"

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

As expected of you, you evil rice ball! It seems necessary to show you the iron fist of the successor of the Bond of Light today.

Kuroba Shido sneered, stood up from his seat, and began a very chuunibyou and idiotic laugh and performance.

"A Zarab alien? Interesting, disguising themselves as Ace. Prepare to be attacked!"

"Noah's Lightning!"

Shido Kuroba went up and delivered a hook punch, elbowing the evil rice ball head hard.

Mr. Yamamoto: "???"

"Wait a minute, Shido, the Noah Lightning you mentioned, isn't that a light wave skill? But you punched me right in the face, that's clearly a physical attack, it should be Noah Spark, right?"

After being hit, Yamamoto Senjin didn't think about retaliating or getting angry, but rather about correcting the problems with Kuroba Shido's moves.

What is a profession?

That's what you call professional!

Kuroba Shido spread his hands: "Although I am the human form of Ultraman, where am I supposed to find any beams for you? I do have some saliva, do you want it?"

"Forget it then, let's go with physical techniques. Just pretend you used Noah's Spark earlier, let's start over... Let me think where we were."

"Oh, right, cough cough... Damn it, I'm Ultraman Ace, not a Zabra alien! We're on the same side!"

"Shut up! I don't want to talk to you. You're not worthy to listen, you wicked rice ball! Take this punch, Noah's Spark!"

"Wait, aren't you settling a personal score on this? Ah..."

The break between classes passed quickly, and finally, Shido Kuroba used a series of Noah Sparks to defeat the Zabra alien who was impersonating Ultraman Ace.

They achieved final victory.

I don't care if you're Ace or not, go talk to my Noah Lightning!

A morning has passed.

It's lunchtime again.

This time, Kuroba Shido was smarter. Knowing that he couldn't escape the evil rice ball gang, he simply bought some food at the cafeteria and went to squat on the flower bed.

The group spread outwards from Kuroba Shido as the center.

Yamamoto, still munching on his rice ball, said, "So, Shido, you mean you abandoned your best friend, gave up the baseball club, joined the club of Miyazaki, the girl all the boys in school have a crush on, and became her only member?"

Kuroba Shido slurped up a mouthful of the fried noodles he was holding: "Yeah, is there a problem?"

As for what Yamamoto said about joining the baseball club... that's utter nonsense, just something the evil rice ball-head made up in his own head.

At most, it's just that Shido Kuroba said before that if he couldn't find a suitable club in the end, he would try the baseball club.

As a result, Yamamoto remembered it.

Damn it, as expected of a naturally evil rice ball, I'll do it myself right now...

Yamamoto was struck dumb, and he finished the rice ball in one gulp and knelt down on the ground.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!!!"

"Damn it!!!"

"Why doesn't this happen to me? Why?!"

"Shouldn't this kind of plot, where the male protagonist is relegated to a remote corner, be happening to me? Why are you, Shido, getting to enjoy it first?!"

"Am I really not the protagonist of this world, Shido!" Yamamoto Shinto's eyes were filled with painful tears, regret, resentment, and despair.

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

The Oscars really do owe you an Oscar.

"Please, Shido, I've never begged anyone like this in my life. Can you let me join? Please!!!"

Yamamoto knelt on the ground, hugging Kuroba Shido's good leg.

People passing by cast strange glances at him.

"Ugh... How disgusting! He's that evil rice ball head, isn't he?"

"How dare he hug Kuroba-kun! I can't stand it anymore! I'll hang this rice ball-head on the school wall!"

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

A few minutes later, another post appeared with search terms related to Yamamoto's predecessor at the school. It still featured Kuroba Shido as the cover image to trick people into clicking and increase conversion rates.

Fortunately, Shido Kuroba was already used to it, and simply silently let the evil rice ball in front of him eat a combo attack.

"Noah's Lightning!!!"

"ah--"

Time flies.

in the afternoon.

Kuroba Shido and Yamamoto Sento walked towards the school building where Miyazaki Kiyoshi's club was located.

"Yamamoto, are you sure this is okay?" Kuroba Shido asked with a strange expression.

Yamamoto waved his hand excitedly, "Definitely no problem! We'll go all in, no pain, no gain! I have a feeling Miyazaki will definitely let me join!"

Before even joining the team, Yamamoto had already left his original baseball club.

He kept saying that a real man should be loyal, and even fantasized that the baseball team would try to keep him, but in the end... nothing happened, and he was kicked out very easily.

The core of comedy is tragedy, like a rice ball.

However, Shido Kuroba glanced at Yamamoto Sento, who was beaming with excitement and dreaming of a bright future, and fell silent.

It seems that... the core of comedy is comedy?

At least that's how it was with Yamamoto, there was absolutely no sadness in him.

I hope it will be successful.

"Da da da..."

As they approached the club's entrance, Yamamoto, who had just been looking incredibly brave, slowed down and took the initiative to "protect" Kuroba Shido in front of him.

"Shido, I will protect you!"

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

Dead rice dumplings.

"Knock knock knock".

"May I come in?" Kuroba Shido asked very politely.

"Enter."

A girl's cold voice came from inside the door. Even though he was separated from his good friend by a seat, Yamamoto could feel the chill emanating from her.

I'm starting to get scared.

Somewhat speechless, Kuroba Shido glanced at his ancestor Yamamoto, who was a master of "professing love for dragons but fearing its consequences," and pushed open the classroom door. Whoosh... another gust of wind blew in.

Subconsciously recalling what happened yesterday afternoon, Shido Kuroba's gaze involuntarily moved in a certain direction.

"How disgusting, Kuroba-kun." Miyazaki Kiyoshi gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, her gaze calm.

The details... she changed to a longer skirt, and the wind blew up, but the safety shorts also became longer.

In conclusion... he deceived the innocent young chef's feelings.

Kuroba Shido, with a thick-skinned demeanor, said, "Thanks for the compliment, I really enjoyed it."

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "..."