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

Da da da……

The sound of the cane bouncing wildly echoed at the top of the stairs, gradually fading into the distance.

Amidst the extremely complex gazes of the students, Kuroba Shido smoothly disappeared on the third floor of the cafeteria... Damn it!!

Several students: "..."

Awesome.

Is this the oppressive feeling of a mysterious gigolo?

Kuroba Shido's pettiness was written all over his face. Who would dare to confront Kuroba Shido directly at this moment?

Unless he doesn't want to stay in school anymore, these gigolos who live off women are the most ruthless when it comes to whispering sweet nothings in someone's ear!

Those innocent civilians will suffer terribly then...

Kuroba Shido went downstairs.

They walked very fast.

The sound of the cane hitting the ground carried a rhythm unique to survivors.

a bit.

Two times.

Three times.

It's as if every strike is saying—

run.

run.

Run!

The stairwell on the first floor.

Ito Fusei and Yamamoto Senjin were still squatting there.

To be precise, it was Ito Fusei squatting there, contemplating whether or not to go up and rescue the person, while Yamamoto Sento squatted beside him, pondering whether Kuroba Shido was currently on the Miyazaki route, the Onodera route, or the hidden Jingu route.

The two people think on completely different levels.

One is the rescue plan.

One is imagining romantic scenarios.

Therefore, Ito Fusei's gaze toward Yamamoto Sento was becoming increasingly dangerous.

Just then, a familiar "clattering" sound came from the stairs.

Ito Fusei suddenly looked up.

The next second, he saw Shido Kuroba, leaning on his cane, rushing down the stairs with a solemn expression of relief.

Ito Fusei's pupils contracted.

"Shido?"

Yamamoto Shinjin also stood up in shock.

"Shido, you actually made it out alive!"

Kuroba Shido's face darkened.

"You're trying to eat Noah's Sparks, aren't you?!"

Yamamoto was deeply moved.

"I thought you'd already been cut in half by Miyazaki and Onodera."

"roll!"

Ito Fusei looked at Kuroba Shido with a very complicated expression.

He truly hadn't expected that Kuroba Shido would actually survive coming down from the third floor.

That's Kiyoshi Miyazaki.

There's also Onodera Zan'ne.

With two high-level players present at the same time, a normal person would be caught in the middle. Let alone running away, being able to stand up and finish a complete sentence would be a testament to their strong mental fortitude.

As a result, Shido Kuroba not only escaped, but he escaped completely.

This is no longer a matter of survival instinct.

This is a survival instinct that has become an extreme.

"How did you get out?" Ito Fusei couldn't help but ask.

Kuroba Shido looked serious.

"Rely on wisdom."

Ito remained silent.

Kuroba Shido thought for a moment, then added another sentence.

"There are also some subtle techniques for threatening innocent students."

Ito Bosei: "..."

Reasonable.

Kuroba Shido didn't continue explaining, lowering his voice.

"Stop talking nonsense, run!"

Yamamoto was taken aback.

"Where did you run off to?"

"The farther away from the cafeteria, the better."

Kuroba Shido, leaning on his cane, walked away at a speed that belied his injury. Ito Fusei glanced at the direction of the stairs, but didn't press further, pulling Yamamoto Sento along as they followed.

The three of them retreated towards the teaching building.

When they reached the vicinity of the teaching building, Shido Kuroba suddenly stopped.

Ito Fusei looked at him.

"What's wrong?"

Kuroba Shido remained silent for a moment, as if he had suddenly thought of something.

"You guys go back first."

"And you?"

"I'm going somewhere else to lay low for a while."

Ito Fusei frowned.

"Now?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Kuroba Shido retorted.

Yamamoto touched his chin.

"Shido, wouldn't you call this the legendary forced exile?"

Kuroba Shido looked at him.

Yamamoto immediately shut up.

Ito Fusei looked at Kuroba Shido for a while, and finally nodded.

"Okay, be careful."

Kuroba Shido waved his hand.

"Don't worry, the reason I, Kuroba Shido, have survived to this day is because of my caution."

Ito Fusei asked in confusion, "Shouldn't it be shameless?"

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

"Password, Ito, I think you're looking for a meal too!"

Ito Bosei: "..."

Ito Fusei pulled Yamamoto Sento along towards the classroom.

After the two left, Shido Kuroba stood there, touching his smooth chin.

Now comes the problem.

Where can we go to avoid the storm?

The classroom won't work.

Too conspicuous.

The cafeteria won't do.

I just escaped.

The news department is even worse.

Kuroda Yoshishin would probably want to hide under the table and cover his head if he saw him now.

Even the toilet won't do.

I just used it, and I can't open the dungeon a second time for a while.

Kuroba Shido thought seriously for a few seconds, and then his eyes suddenly lit up little by little.

Medical room.

Yup!

How could he forget about the infirmary?

It was quiet there, with sofas, air conditioning, medicine, and an atmosphere naturally suited for wounded soldiers to lie dead.

Most importantly, Old Niu Ma might not be around at this point in time.

Even if it were there, it wouldn't be a big problem.

She may argue, but the food is truly terrible.

The overall danger level is far lower than that of Kiyoshi Miyazaki and Zanne Onodera.

The expression on Shido Kuroba's face gradually became comical.

Medical room.

A sacred place of refuge.

Once the storm has passed, he will reappear as an injured person.

perfect.

As expected of him.

Kuroba Shido, leaning on his cane, ran towards the infirmary.

at the same time.

School gate.

A shared bicycle was parked crookedly on the side of the road.

Amamiya Kaoru got off the bike, gripping the handlebars, looking as if she had just finished a Tokyo cycling rally.

She looked down at her legs and pitifully rubbed them a couple of times.

"My poor thighs... they've gotten so much thicker! Waaah..."

Under the midday sun, Kaoru Amamiya felt as if her soul was about to float out of her mouth.

The story of how things turned out this way begins when she woke up.

morning.

When Amamiya Kaoru woke up groggily in the villa, she found the whole house eerily quiet.

A certain brat is gone, Ellie is gone, and Master is gone too...

She was the only one left in the entire villa.

At that moment, Amamiya Kaoru collapsed.

No.

You've left?

Is he really gone?

And they really just left her alone in the villa?

Amamiya Kaoru immediately called Shimotsuki Takari, ready to question whether these people still had any basic teacher-student relationship!

After the call connected, Shuangyue Gaoli's tone was very natural. She basically said that she saw that she was sleeping soundly and didn't want to disturb her, so she left first.

Amamiya Kaoru remained silent.

This reason sounds very gentle.

But for some reason, she always felt something was off about that place, though she couldn't quite put her finger on it, so she had no choice but to give up.

Afterwards, Shimotsuki Takari asked her to drive to school.

The car was parked in the garage.

Kaoru Amamiya took a look.

Porsche 911.

Amamiya Kaoru stood in front of the car in silence for a long time.

Finally, a conclusion was reached.

It can't be opened.

The car is too good, too fast, and I'm not familiar with it. If I panic later, I could easily get myself killed. Even though she's getting on in years, she doesn't want to go to another world to be a hero or anything like that…

Therefore, Kaoru Amamiya ultimately chose a simpler, healthier mode of transportation that better suited her unlucky nature.

Shared bicycles.

I rode all the way to school.

And that's how this scene came about.

Amamiya Kaoru parked the shared bicycle and walked into the school, grumbling.

"Disloyal."

"That's so disloyal."

"Leaving me alone in the villa."

"You brat, especially you, I even..."

At this point, Kaoru Amamiya suddenly paused, her expression becoming somewhat unnatural.

She coughed, abruptly ending the conversation.

"He's just a brat!"

She cursed and swore all the way from the school gate to the teaching building, and then from the teaching building to the infirmary.

The more she scolded, the more wronged she felt; the more she scolded, the more she felt she had to lie down in the infirmary for a while today, otherwise she would be letting down the leg muscles she had developed from all that kicking.

Soon, Kaoru Amamiya arrived at the door of the infirmary.

She took out her keys, opened the door, and went inside.

then.

The movement stopped.

The infirmary was very quiet.

A person was lying on the sofa.

Kuroba Shido.

He lay peacefully on the sofa that originally belonged to Amamiya Kaoru, and even naturally covered his stomach with the small blanket next to him.

The two looked at each other.

The air was quiet.

Shido Kuroba blinked.

Then he raised his hand and revealed a kind smile.

"Ohayo, teacher."

Amamiya Kaoru: "???"