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

The next morning.

"Waaah..."

The first person to wake up in Amamiya Kaoru's house was not Kuroba Shido, nor Amamiya Kaoru, but Shimotsuki Airi, who was wearing a little pajama.

When she woke up, the room was quiet, and the light coming through the gaps in the curtains was already quite bright. She stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, and her first reaction was not comfort, but alertness.

Not right.

Something is very wrong.

In the past, when she woke up in the morning, she always felt that she could sleep for another five minutes, another ten minutes, or even until the end of the world. But today was different. When she woke up today, she actually felt a sense of relief, as if she had slept a lot.

This feeling is very comfortable.

But for a primary school student who needs to go to school, comfort often means a very terrible thing.

I overslept.

Shimotsuki Airi slowly sat up and looked down at her children's phone watch.

The screen lights up.

8:30.

Airi Shimotsuki: "..."

She stared at the time for three seconds, then silently turned on the screen again to make sure she wasn't seeing things from just waking up.

It's still 8:30.

Half an hour has passed since school started.

Shimotsuki Airi's face gradually went blank.

She listened very carefully to Xiaoyu's words before going to bed last night, saying that going to bed early can increase talent, that sleep is an important resource for elementary school students' growth, and that the earlier one goes to bed, the faster their talent will recover.

The results of it?

I wonder if my talent has increased.

Lateness has indeed increased.

And it's increased significantly.

What's even more outrageous is that there are clearly two adults in the house.

One is the school doctor.

One is a college student.

Although neither of these two adults seems very reliable, surely two unreliable adults together can wake up a primary school student who needs to go to school?

Shimotsuki Airi remained silent for a moment, then turned to look to the side.

Amamiya Kaoru was still asleep.

He slept peacefully.

Her hair was a mess on the pillow, half her face was buried in the blanket, and she looked like a salted fish that had finally been taken back by the bed after experiencing a whole series of life's beatings last night, including shared bikes, lying, grocery shopping, lock picking, black rats, and psychological trauma.

Shimotsuki Airi looked at her.

The more I look at it, the angrier I get.

"Light rain."

Kaoru Amamiya did not react.

Shimotsuki Airi reached out and nudged her shoulder.

"Xiaoyu, wake up."

Amamiya Kaoru rolled over and mumbled a response.

"Hmm... just five more minutes of sleep..."

Shimotsuki Airi's eyes slowly widened.

Five minutes?

Five more minutes?

She's already half an hour late!

The next second, Shimotsuki Airi pounced over and started patting Amamiya Kaoru's face with her two little hands.

"Little Rain, Little Rain, wake up!"

Amamiya Kaoru frowned.

"Xiaoyu, if you don't wake up soon, I'll be late! No, I'm already late!"

Amamiya Kaoru's brow twitched slightly.

"Xiaoyu, aren't you an adult? Why would an adult bring an elementary school student along when you're late? Xiao Gao will laugh at you for this!"

Amamiya Kaoru's eyes snapped open.

"Xiao Gao?"

When she first woke up, her eyes were still dazed, as if her soul was still in the dream queuing to buy coffee, but upon hearing the name "Xiao Gao," her instincts kicked in first.

Shimotsuki Airi sat next to her, hugging a small pillow, her face full of a primary school student's stern condemnation of an unreliable adult.

It's 8:30.

Kaoru Amamiya blinked.

"what?"

Shimotsuki Airi held the phone watch up to her.

"It's 8:30!"

The moment Amamiya Kaoru saw the time, she felt as if she had been electrocuted and jumped right out of bed.

"Oh no!"

The room erupted into chaos.

As Amamiya Kaoru scrambled out of bed, frantically searching for her coat, all sleepiness vanishing instantly, leaving only the fear of being late that gripped an adult.

Shimotsuki Airi stood by the bed, hugging her little schoolbag, her cheeks puffed out like a little pufferfish.

"Xiaoyu, didn't you say that going to bed early can increase your talent?"

Amamiya Kaoru was putting on her clothes when she heard this and froze for a moment.

"Yes, yes..."

Shimotsuki Airi looked at her.

"But I'm late."

Amamiya Kaoru paused for half a second, attempting to salvage the situation.

Being late doesn't diminish talent.

Airi Shimotsuki: "..."

The elementary school student's eyes suddenly became very calm.

Feeling a little guilty under her gaze, Amamiya Kaoru quickly changed the subject: "Hurry up, let's go to school first. I'll buy you breakfast on the way. Today is a special day, I'll explain to the teacher about you being late!"

Shimotsuki Airi continued to look at her.

"Will Xiaoyu say that she overslept?"

Amamiya Kaoru: "..."

She was unable to answer for a moment.

Shimotsuki Airi already had a "I knew you couldn't be trusted" look on her face.

Amamiya Kaoru felt a pang of conscience from the elementary school student's gaze, and finally gritted her teeth, grabbed her little schoolbag, and rushed out.

"Let's go, let's go! If we don't leave now, it won't just be late, it'll be like our morning classes just vanished!"

The two, one big and one small, rushed out of the bedroom...

Amamiya Kaoru dragged Shimotsuki Airi all the way to the door. Because Kuroba Shido had removed the battery from the door lock last night, it no longer emitted any artificial intelligence prompts. Only a silent lock skeleton hung there, looking very much like some kind of electronic corpse that had been defeated by an evil, poor boy.

Fortunately, the lock's other functions are normal; it's just lacking in intelligence... well, in a way, it's a good thing, better than artificial stupidity.

Amamiya Kaoru looked at it, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

But I don't have time to worry about the door lock right now.

She changed her shoes, opened the door, and rushed downstairs with Shimotsuki Airi. The shared bicycle that had been parked downstairs last night was still there, as if fate had specially left a late express for her.

Amamiya Kaoru scanned the code, unlocked the car, and lifted Shimotsuki Airi into the back seat.

After Shimotsuki Airi sat down, he grabbed her clothes and spoke calmly.

"Light rain."

"Um?"

"Ride faster."

Amamiya Kaoru stomped down.

The shared bike wobbled slightly and then sped off towards the school.

On the streets in the early morning, Kaoru Amamiya rode a shared bicycle, her hair a mess in the wind, her face bearing the pained expression of a corporate slave being chased by both being late and a primary school student.

Shimotsuki Airi sat in the back, holding her little schoolbag, her expression serious, as if silently deducting points from this unreliable adult.

"Light rain."

"What's wrong now?"

"Should I still believe your claim that going to bed early increases talent?"

Amamiya Kaoru almost tripped and fell.

"I believe it, of course I believe it, today was just an accident!"

Airi Shimotsuki: "Mm."

This "hmm" doesn't sound like something I would believe at all.

"Did I forget something?" Amamiya Kaoru muttered to herself as she rode her bike, but quickly put the matter out of her mind.

Forget it, who cares!

Meanwhile, the house of Amamiya Kaoru has returned to quiet.

Kuroba Shido was still asleep.

The chaos outside hadn't completely gone unnoticed by him; he just frowned slightly in his sleep, as if he felt the world was making some unnecessary noise again.

He turned over and pulled the blanket up a little higher.

Go back to sleep.

The impoverished boy experienced too much last night. His spirit was repeatedly beaten by Miyazaki Kiyoshi, Sawamura Riki, Sawamura Yoshiko, the smart lock, and fate. His sleep quality was no longer ordinary sleep, but rather a deep maintenance mode similar to a system forced to shut down.

As long as the house doesn't collapse.

As long as it's not the Big Black family holding a rat family meeting.

Unless it's Miyazaki Kiyoshi himself standing by the bed and calling him to meet at the clubroom at eight o'clock.

He won't wake up.

And so time passed little by little.

Sunlight peeked through the gaps in the curtains onto the bedside and then slowly crept up the corner of the blankets.

Kuroba Shido slept soundly.

The backpack was placed in the corner, and the Big Black family was very peaceful. Occasionally, there was a slight noise, but no one came out to disturb their precious sleep.

It wasn't until two or three hours later.

My phone suddenly rang.

The ringing of the bell sounded particularly jarring in the quiet bedroom.

With his eyes closed, Kuroba Shido reached out and groped around the bedside for a long time before finally finding his phone. He answered the call and held it to his ear, his voice still hoarse and dissatisfied from just waking up.

"Feed..."

A low, broken voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey kid, are you still sleeping in my house?"

Shido Kuroba closed his eyes, finding the question very strange.

"Otherwise what?"

Amamiya Kaoru: "..."

Kuroba Shido rolled over, his tone self-righteous.

"If I don't sleep at your house, can I sleep at someone else's house? Teacher, that's a strange question..."

He stopped halfway through his sentence.

Because the phone screen is lit up during the call, the time displayed in the upper right corner is also lit up.

11:47.

Kuroba Shido stared at that time.

He blinked.

He blinked again.

There was a two-second silence in the bedroom.

Kuroba Shido slowly sat up, the small blanket slipped off his shoulders, and his expression gradually went blank.

11:47?

Is it almost noon?

Suddenly, the cold, impersonal message from Miyazaki Kiyoshi last night flashed through his mind.

"Tomorrow at eight o'clock."

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

No!!