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

"boom--"

The door to the news department was kicked open by Shido Kuroba.

The wooden door slammed against the wall with a mournful groan, like someone who had worked seven days and seven nights straight, only to be told by their boss that the company was their personal property.

The door frame even shook twice.

Kuroba Shido stood on one leg in the doorway, maintaining the cool pose he had just struck after kicking the door down.

The wind blew in from the corridor.

The hem of her clothes swayed slightly.

The boy had sharp eyes and was holding a stick that he had taken from a broom.

To be honest, it does have a bit of the feel of a lone hero storming the villain's lair.

Of course, this is on the premise that we ignore the fact that his leg was still in a cast and that he almost knelt down on the spot due to the reaction force after kicking the door.

He is handsome, yes.

But it's a bit of a leg injury.

"hiss……"

Kuroba Shido's lips twitched almost imperceptibly as he forcefully suppressed the excruciating pain emanating from his injured leg.

Damn it.

He forgot that he was still a cripple.

I should have known better than to kick the door.

Ito should be the one to kick him.

This handsomeness is his, the pain is Ito's, and everyone has a bright future.

Ito Fusei stood behind Kuroba Shido, also holding a broomstick in his hand. He looked at Kuroba Shido's slightly trembling body and remained silent for a moment.

"Shido, didn't you say we should avoid their sharp edge?"

Kuroba Shido gritted his teeth, his expression almost failing him.

Should I avoid his sharp edge?

"I'm the sharpest blade right now!"

Ito Bosei: "..."

He's very handsome.

But your voice is trembling, Shido.

"Listen up, all of you!"

Shido Kuroba slammed his stick against the door frame, making a thud.

"You bastards in the news department, come out and face your death!"

The sound faded.

Quiet.

An eerie silence.

The classroom in the news department was not as chaotic as I had imagined, nor was there any panic after being caught.

in contrast.

It was full of people.

A row.

Two rows.

Three rows.

All the members of the news department sat quietly in their seats.

Computer, mobile phone, voice recorder, camera, fill light, reflector, everything is available.

In the very center, a boy wearing glasses and with his hair neatly combed sat quietly with his arms crossed.

Several large characters were written on the whiteboard behind him.

Freedom of the press is inviolable.

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

Ito Bosei: "..."

Yamamoto, who had caught up at some point, suddenly had a bright look in his eyes.

"Wow, that's so professional!"

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

"When did you arrive?" Kuroba Shido asked after a brief silence.

Yamamoto looked very serious.

"Shido, as your best friend, how could I be absent from such a historic moment?"

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

You could actually be absent.

Really.

Especially after you, this rice ball, appeared here, what was originally a serious campaign of punitive expedition suddenly turned into a brainless expedition.

The bespectacled man sitting in the middle pushed up his glasses.

"Kuroba-san, Ito-san, and Yamamoto-san, welcome to the newspaper club."

Kuroba Shido narrowed his eyes.

"Who are you?"

"The head of the news department, Kuroda, has a conscience."

Kuroba Shido nodded.

"Oh, so this is a blatantly unscrupulous way to buy phones, isn't it?"

Kuroda Ryoshin: "..."

The news department staff: "..."

Ito Bosei: "..."

Yamamoto gasped.

"Shido, such a strong aggression!"

Kuroda Ryoshin took a deep breath, trying his best to maintain his composure.

"Kuroba-kun, please watch your words. We are recording the entire process."

"I'm afraid of you? I'm in this state, why would I be afraid of you? Why don't you find out who my girlfriend is, whose henchman I am, and you still dare to threaten me?" Kuroba Shido sneered.

You want to turn into minced meat tonight, huh?

"I'm sorry, Kuroba-kun, I think you've misunderstood something. This video isn't meant to do anything to you, and I don't have the guts or the ability. I'll just organize some polls or something in the comments section of the school forum later, like asking who exactly is 'my girlfriend,' who is 'hitman,' or, if it's both 'hitman' and 'girlfriend,' and then have a poll to decide..."

"All the project details are extracted from the relevant content in the post. As for what the students at school might say, that's beyond my control. If an overwhelming majority wins the vote later, I hope Kuroba won't misunderstand and think I'm doing anything underhanded..."

"Our vote will be absolutely fair, just, and transparent, and will not favor either side!" Kuroda Yoshishin declared righteously, as if it were the truth.

In plain terms... I really can't do anything about you hitting me, and I wouldn't dare do anything to you. You're too tough, but if you two start fighting, don't blame me for not warning you.

Kuroba Shido's expression changed instantly, and his eyes became several levels clearer!

mild.

polite.

Pure and kind.

Like a handsome, sunny young man in Tokyo who gets up at 5:30 a.m. sharp to buy discounted rice balls.

"Hello, Kuroda-kun. My accent wasn't quite right just now. What I meant was that Kuroda-kun has a real conscience." Kuroba Shido extended his hand, wearing a standard business smile.

Kuroda Ryoshin: "..."

Ito Bosei: "..."

Mr. Yamamoto: "..."

Such a smooth face-changing performance.

No wonder he's the man who can switch between the Jingu and Miyazaki families without being killed.

This is the will to survive.

So terrifying.

Shido Kuroba's gaze slowly swept across the newspaper club classroom.

There are eight cameras.

Twelve phone stands.

At least five voice recorders.

Two fill lights.

Three reflectors.

There was even a member of the news department squatting in a corner, holding a microphone that he had gotten from who-knows-where.

No.

Does your news department have a slightly excessive budget?

Wouldn't this setup be great for making a movie?

It's a bit of a waste of his talent to keep him at school spreading rumors about a weak little chef, isn't it?

Kuroba Shido silently activated the system notification.

Black words quickly appeared above Kuroda Ryoshin's head.

[Current state: Nervous, excited, afraid of being beaten up, but even more afraid of missing out on the campus headlines. I'm prepared for the unexpected backlash after being beaten to the point of hospitalization.]

[Salted Fish Guide: Immediately admit you're the mysterious gigolo, cooperate with the news department to create a top campus celebrity persona, do live-streaming e-commerce, accept your boyfriend's advances, fleece your fans, and enjoy yourself to the fullest!]

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

I'll fuck your ass!

Hey system, did you get paid a fee by the news department?

Why would you let him cooperate with the hype at a time like this?

If he admits it, tomorrow's campus forum headline won't be "Mysterious gigolo."

It directly becomes—

Shocking! Kuroba Shido personally admits the women behind the gigolo empire!

When the time comes, the vicious old woman will shoot, the minister will kick, the senior will bring a mysterious little drink, and Shimotsuki Takashi will bring a villa...

and many more.

The last one seems alright?

wrong.

We've gone off-topic...

"Kuroba-kun."

Kuroda spoke from his conscience.

"Did you bring Ito-san and Yamamoto-san into the newspaper club today to threaten us into removing the reports about you?"

Kuroba Shido raised an eyebrow.

"Who said I'm here to threaten you?"

Kuroda Ryoshin lowered his head and looked at the broomstick in Kuroba Shido's hand.

"What's that in your hand?"

All the cameras were focused on the staff in Shido Kuroba's hand.

Kuroba Shido glanced down.

silence.

think.

A sudden realization!

"Golf clubs." Without batting an eye, Kuroba Shido picked up one end, leaned forward, stuck out his buttocks, and swung the club twice as if he were really playing golf.

Kuroda Ryoshin: "..."

The news department staff: "..."

Ito Bosei: "..."

Awesome!