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

"have no idea."

"have no idea."

Yamamoto and Ito exchanged a glance, shook their heads in unison, and said in unison.

tidy.

firm.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Onodera Zannen stood in front of the two, her face still bearing a gentle, faint smile.

"I see."

She nodded gently.

"I'm sorry to bother you."

Yamamoto-sensei breathed a sigh of relief.

Ito Fusei also breathed a sigh of relief.

What is the bond between brothers?

It means not betraying your teammates in crucial moments.

Especially at times like this.

No sooner had Shido Kuroba been taken away by Kiyoshi Miyazaki than this incredibly beautiful archery club senior, whose aura was so outrageous it seemed she had stepped out of a high-end art book, came looking for him.

Could they be just ordinary friends?

There are many kinds of friends.

Ordinary friends.

girlfriend.

Boy friend……

wrong.

The term "boyfriend" seems a bit problematic.

The moment the word popped into Ito Fusei's mind, his expression turned slightly grim.

Damn.

It's all because of that vote.

Now he has a kind of stress response to the word "boyfriend".

Onodera Zannen watched their reactions without changing her smile.

Actually.

Of course she didn't believe it.

She saw it all clearly when Miyazaki Kiyoshi took Kuroba Shido away.

She knew which direction the two left in.

She wasn't asking this question to find out where Kuroba Shido was.

It was just a reason to speak up.

After all, it would seem a bit strange to sit down and ask Shido what he likes lately, who he usually hangs out with, and if he has any new habits recently.

That's too direct.

not good.

Onodera Zanneo spoke softly.

"You two are Shido's good friends, right?"

Yamamoto's eyes lit up.

"certainly!"

Ito Fusei glanced at Yamamoto.

You answered quite quickly.

"Especially Shido and I, they're best friends!"

Yamamoto patted his chest.

"You saw the poll from the newspaper club just now, right, senpai? Although I don't know why everyone supports me so much, in a sense, it's also a recognition of the bond between me and Shido."

Ito Bosei: "..."

Murderous intent.

It's started again.

Onodera Zannen sat down.

The movements were very light and natural.

Although she was sitting in a corner of the cafeteria, it felt like she was sitting in the quiet dojo of the archery club, and the surrounding noise was suppressed by her aura.

"Yamamoto-kun."

"Um?"

"May I ask you a few questions?"

Yamamoto Shinji sat up straight instantly.

"sure!"

Ito Bosei: "..."

Weren't we just talking about brotherhood?

Why is it that when a senior student asks you a question, you're sitting up straighter than when you're answering questions in class?

Onodera smiled in the residual tone.

"What has Shido been doing at school lately?"

coming.

Here comes the professional question.

Ito Fusei silently picked up his plate and began to eat his rice.

For some reason, he felt like he had become invisible again.

Forgotten Ghost, log in!

Yamamoto stroked his chin, deep in thought.

"Recently, Shido has mainly been attending classes, recovering from his injury, rants about the newspaper club, and then getting called to the club by Miyazaki-san."

Onodera Zane's smile remained unchanged.

"Clubs?"

"Yeah, the one who just took Shido away."

Unbeknownst to them, Yamamoto Shinjin had completely exposed their lie that they "didn't know."

Ito Mosei took a bite with his chopsticks.

He looked up at Yamamoto.

Yamamoto continued speaking from there.

"That club is strange; it still doesn't have a name, and it only has two members: Miyazaki-kun and Shido."

"I see."

Onodera Zannen nodded gently.

"There are only two people..."

Ito Bosei: "..."

This strike.

It's very firmly anchored.

Yamamoto was completely unaware of what he had done, and even thought his answer was quite professional.

Onodera Zannen continued, "So, what has Shido-kun been liking lately?"

Yamamoto Shinji did not hesitate.

Discounted rice balls.

Ito Fusei added a sentence.

"Cheap things."

Yamamoto nodded.

"Yes, especially when it's free, Shido really likes it."

Onodera Zannen seemed lost in thought.

"free……"

"And golf."

Mr. Yamamoto was serious.

Ito Bosei: "..."

Can you please stop bringing this up?

Onodera Zanne looked at him.

"Golf?"

"Hmm, Shido's interest just awakened today."

Yamamoto demonstrated the swing motion.

"The poor man's golf, using broomsticks as clubs, is a friendly visit to the Minister of Information."

Onodera Zannen: "..."

Ito Fusei silently lowered his head even further.

It’s over.

Yamamoto's rice ball not only sold out completely, but also sold in a very vivid way.

Onodera Zanneo listened quietly, nodding occasionally and occasionally revealing a faint smile.

She asked in a very gentle manner.

Yamamoto answered very seriously.

Ito Fusei sat to the side, like a passerby character automatically filtered out by the system.

Nobody asked him.

Nobody was looking at him.

He clearly knows a lot of things too.

However, Onodera Zannen's main attention was on Yamamoto Senjin.

Ito Fusei ate in silence.

well.

The Forgotten Ghost's skill was activated again.

……

the other side.

Clubroom.

Kuroba Shido finally finished writing the "Special Test Paper for Club Member Mental Health Testing Activity".

He slumped onto the table.

It's not going to work.

It's really not going to work.

The earlier questions were okay.

It's simply a matter of making some choices against one's will between "calm communication" and "using Noah's Spark".

What nearly cost him his life was that final 800-word essay.

Please describe in detail the merits of Mr. Yamamoto, in no less than 800 words.

Eight hundred words.

The merits of Yamamoto Shinto.

How can these two things be put together?

In the end, Shido Kuroba even included things like, "Yamamoto's ancestors could breathe air, inhale oxygen, and exhale carbon dioxide, thus making a certain contribution to the global carbon cycle."

It even stated that "because of its unique head shape, it is highly recognizable in a crowd and is suitable as a temporary meeting point."

too painful.

The moment he finished writing, Shido Kuroba felt as if his soul had become unclean.

Kiyoshi Miyazaki picked up the exam paper and looked through it page by page.

Kuroba Shido slumped on the table, looking utterly listless.

"Minister, I've done my best."

Miyazaki Kiyoshi read the last page, his gaze lingering for a moment on the 800-word essay.

"Although Yamamoto's rice ball was useless, it wasn't entirely without purpose."

She read one of the sentences aloud.

Kuroba Shido raised his head, his eyes sincere.

"This is the highest praise I can give him."

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "..."

She looked back again.

"It has educational value as a negative example."

Black Feather Warrior said, "That can be considered an advantage."

Miyazaki Kiyoshi looked up.

Kuroba Shido immediately shut up.

A few minutes later.

Miyazaki Kiyoshi put down the exam paper.

"Barely acceptable."

Kuroba Shido almost burst into tears.

at last.

it is finally over.

The moment humanity is liberated from exams is just as momentous as the moment a poor person snags the last half-price rice ball.

The next second...

Kuroba Shido glanced at the time on his phone.

silence.

Mealtime in the cafeteria.

It's over.

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

The sky is falling.

It really collapsed.

"Your Excellency, Minister."

"Um."

"I'm out of food."

Miyazaki Kiyoshi spoke calmly.

"Regular meal service has ended."

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

Why can you say such cruel things in such a calm tone?

Is this human talk?

Miyazaki Kiyoshi carefully put away the exam paper.

"Let's go."

"Where to?"

"Have a meal."

Kuroba Shido was taken aback.

"But the cafeteria is already..."

"There are still club meals available."

Kuroba Shido's eyes gradually lit up.

Club meal?

This club, which has no name, no recruitment, no activity records, and usually looks like a double prison cell, actually has this kind of benefit?

Kuroba Shido suddenly stood up.

"Minister, I suddenly feel that my mental state has recovered a lot."

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "Shut up."

"Okay."

The two left the clubroom.

We walked towards the cafeteria.

When they entered the cafeteria, there were still many students on the first floor.

Upon seeing Miyazaki Kiyoshi and Kuroba Shido appear one after the other, all eyes immediately turned to them.

Kuroba Shido instinctively became alert, glaring fiercely at the nameless NPC students below...

Who dares to take a picture?

Who dares to write it?

The Minister of Information is still crying and begging for help!

Miyazaki Kiyoshi glanced at it calmly.

Scattered whispers reached my ears.

Did Miyazaki-san take Kuroba Shido to the third floor?

[Wasn't Kuroba Shido supposed to be the future son-in-law of the Jingu family?]

[The rumors were just getting out of hand with Aoko Jingu, and Miyazaki-kun has already led a group up to the third floor?]

Is this a war between the Jingu family and the Miyazaki family?

[The future son-in-law of the Jingu family, or the future son-in-law of the Miyazaki family?]

[Kuroba Shido's way of living off a woman is really high-class...]

This is a fierce battle!

Miyazaki Kiyoshi ignored the stares and went straight upstairs.

The second floor.

Third floor.

Kuroba Shido followed behind her, looking at the entrance to the third floor, which was clearly a completely different style from an ordinary cafeteria...

"Did I forget something? Oh well, never mind!" Kuroba Shido frantically rubbed his hands together, a comical and wicked smile on his face. Long live the club meal! Woohoo!!!

at the same time.

Inside the classroom, Big Black, who had been forgotten and hadn't eaten lunch yet, let out a final scream before fainting from hunger.

"squeak--"