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

In the club room.

Kuroba Shido sat at the table, looking at the brand-new exam paper in front of him, and fell into a brief silence.

Two fried bread rolls were placed on the corner of the table.

I'm very close to him.

He was so close that he could easily reach out and give a poor boy a wonderful hug for carbohydrates.

But Kiyoshi Miyazaki was sitting opposite him.

She didn't look at the fried bread, nor did she urge him; she simply handed him the pen, her tone as calm as if she were announcing a club rule that had been written long ago.

"Let's begin."

Kuroba Shido looked down at the exam paper.

The first line of the title is very ordinary.

"Supplementary Questionnaire on Club Activity Records"

But Shido Kuroba knew that the more ordinary the title, the more dangerous it was.

Because last time, Miyazaki Kiyoshi did the same thing, putting a so-called mental health test in front of him, and then peeling back the layers of his body until his escape route was almost exposed.

Kuroba Shido picked up the pen, his heart slowly cracking open.

Is this what club activities are all about?

After overslept, Kuroba Shido didn't even eat lunch. He dragged his battered body to apologize with two fried bread rolls. But the department head's punishment for him wasn't standing, cleaning, or writing a self-criticism. Instead, he was made to continue answering questions.

What kind of evil organization is this?

He's already in such good health, why does he still need to be tested?

Is there no law anymore? Is there no justice? Is there no morality? Is there anything left...?

Miyazaki Kiyoshi looked up.

"This is not a mental health testing event, nor is it an autopsy."

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

His hand holding the pen froze.

Miyazaki Kiyoshi looked at him: "Focus on completing your club activities."

Kuroba Shido slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction towards the mind-reading ability user.

"Minister, it's immoral to peek into other people's inner thoughts."

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "You're sitting across from me, and your inner thoughts are very noisy."

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

He got angry and lashed out.

Then I lowered my head and started answering the questions faster.

After all, it is very immoral to talk about morality with Kiyoshi Miyazaki, because she will not be morally coerced at all. She will just calmly point out that you are trying to change the subject with morality.

Kuroba Shido looked at the first question.

"Please briefly describe the specific details of how you met Shimotsuki Takari, in no less than 300 words. Do not use vague terms such as 'fate,' 'chance encounter,' 'passing by,' 'being swept up by fate,' or 'the world is vast and there are many people.'"

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

No.

Isn't this question too targeted?

Even his commonly used escape vocabulary was blocked in advance?

He looked up at Miyazaki Kiyoshi, trying to convey with his eyes, "Minister, you've really gone too far."

Miyazaki Kiyoshi kept his head down, reading, and ignored him.

Kuroba Shido gritted his teeth and wrote in the answer box: "In a mundane social responsibility practice, I discovered that an elementary school student was in a situation where he might need adult help. Based on the principle of mutual assistance in human civilization, I safely escorted him to the vicinity of his guardian. As a result, I had a very brief, very normal, and very unworthy acquaintance with Ms. Shimotsuki Takari."

He paused here, then added: "I abided by the law throughout the entire process, maintained a proper attitude, and did not receive any improper compensation other than hush money."

Kiyoshi Miyazaki looked away from the pages of the book.

"Hush money?"

Kuroba Shido's hand trembled.

It’s over.

I got used to writing it.

Shido Kuroba immediately drew two lines over the words "hush money," attempting to erase the evidence on the spot.

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "Crossing it out doesn't mean I didn't write it."

Kuroba Shido took a deep breath: "Minister, this is a typo."

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "Continue."

Kuroba Shido lowered his head and continued looking at the second question.

"Please determine whether the following actions constitute reasonable assistance: A. Contacting the police or guardian after finding a lost elementary school student; B. Demanding hush money from a lost elementary school student after a verbal argument; C. Classifying a lost elementary school student as a mean little devil; D. None of the above."

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

Doesn't the answer to this question already seem obvious?

Looking at options B and C, he felt as if his personality was being publicly executed.

The problem is that, strictly speaking, he didn't have any malicious intent at the time, and he even safely returned the worthless brat.

The process is just a little abstract.

Human civilization cannot negate the good intentions of a person simply because they have a foul mouth.

After thinking for a moment, Shido Kuroba wrote very seriously in the answer column: "A is the standard answer, while B and C are atypical rescue communication methods that arise under complex real-world conditions and cannot be mechanically judged without considering the specific context."

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "Wrong."

Kuroba Shido looked up: "Minister, I haven't finished writing yet."

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "We were wrong."

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

He endured.

A small leak will sink a great ship.

Now is not the time to fight with the Minister for the right to define the relief for primary school students.

The third question was even more outrageous.

"Based on the common sense of current Japanese law, please explain that minors under the age of eighteen should be protected by law in any matter involving inappropriate relationships, and what boundaries and obligations of avoidance should adults or near-adults bear. (Minimum 200 words)"

After reading it, Shido Kuroba's forehead began to sweat.

What does this question mean?

Isn't this all for Shimotsuki Airi?

What inappropriate relationship could Shido Kuroba have with that good-for-nothing brat?

That's a primary school student who can scream, mock, collect hush money, and even be scared by Big Black to the point of enjoying life!

Miyazaki Kiyoshi looked at him calmly.

"Write."

Kuroba Shido's grip on the pen tightened.

He wrote with great integrity.

"Minors should be fully protected. Any adult or near-adult should maintain clear boundaries and should not use age, physical strength, information gap or other factors to influence the judgment of minors. I solemnly declare that my relationship with any primary school student is only a complicated but pure one, involving socialist pick-up and drop-off, hush money disputes, and proving my innocence after being misunderstood."

After finishing writing, he felt it wasn't enough, so he added, "I'm not a lolicon."

Miyazaki Kiyoshi looked at the line of text.

Kuroba Shido also looked at that line of text.

A few seconds later, Miyazaki Kiyoshi asked, "Why the special mention?"

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

He felt his forehead was sweating even more.

Why?

Last night, someone who looked like an older woman was using a pink-haired girl's phone to call him a dead lolicon!

But can I talk about this?

No.

If I say it, I have to explain Sawamura Rigetsu.

To explain Ritsuki Sawamura, you have to explain the pink-haired girl; to explain the pink-haired girl, you have to explain the old lady; to explain the old lady, you have to explain the stranger's text message; to explain the stranger's text message, you have to explain why he read it and then blocked it.

Once this line is opened, lunch will be completely out of the question today.

Kuroba Shido lowered his head, pretending to answer the question seriously.

"This is a natural extension of legal awareness."

Miyazaki Kiyoshi did not press the matter further.

Shido Kuroba breathed a sigh of relief and turned to the next question.

"Please briefly describe your views on the social identity of 'widow,' ensuring your views are wholesome and free from inappropriate fantasies or dangerous associations with terms such as 'mature older sister,' 'parent,' or 'middle-aged woman.'"

Shido Kuroba's pupils dilated in shock.

What is that?

The widow?

Is there something wrong with this exam paper?

Who asked this about club activities?

Kuroba Shido looked up at Miyazaki Kiyoshi.

Miyazaki Kiyoya looked at him calmly.

Shido Kuroba swallowed hard, suddenly realizing that this question might not be unfounded.

Yoshiko Sawamura.

A noblewoman.

Old lady.

And then there was that line from last night, "Shido, do you like me?"

No.

Could Miyazaki Kiyoshi possibly know all this?

She couldn't possibly know about the chat logs between Sawamura Ritsu last night, could she?

No, calm down.

This should just be a coincidence.

Kuroba Shido bowed his head, writing very neatly.

"Being a widow is a serious social identity that should not be vulgarized, stigmatized, or trivialized. I have full respect for any adult woman, student's parent, teacher, school doctor, mental health professional, or foreign woman, and I have no inappropriate fantasies about her."

He hesitated for a moment after writing this, then added something else.

"Especially older women."

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "..."

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

The air suddenly became quiet.

Miyazaki Kiyoshi lowered his head and wrote a single word in his notebook.

Shido Kuroba immediately became alert.

"Minister, what did you write?"

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "Abnormal."

The Black Feather Warrior said, "???"

He felt that the exam was driving him to his doom.

The fifth question is even more inhumane.

"Please judge whether the following statements are reasonable and explain your reasons: 1. 'I was just kindly taking the elementary school student home'; 2. 'I was just temporarily staying at the school doctor's house'; 3. 'I and a certain pink-haired girl are just good friends'; 4. 'I didn't see the message because of sleep recovery'; 5. 'Fried noodles are diplomatic supplies'."

Kuroba Shido stared at the question, and his entire body slowly cracked open.

This is no longer an exam paper.

This is the case file.

This involves compiling his recent 24-hour life disasters into a question bank, and then having him prove his innocence.

Just as Shido Kuroba was about to make a comment, Kiyoshi Miyazaki spoke up.

"It's not a case file."

Kuroba said, "Minister, I haven't said anything yet."

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "Your expression says it all."

Kuroba Shido took a deep breath.

He began to answer.

"First, it's reasonable, but the statement is incomplete. It should be added that the primary school student involved had communication difficulties, and the rescuer suffered additional mental strain. Second, it's reasonable that the school doctor provided a temporary rest area out of humanitarian spirit, which is unrelated to other matters. Third, it's reasonable that close friendships are a very important type of relationship in human civilization. Fourth, it's reasonable that sleep restoration is a necessary means for poor teenagers to maintain vital signs. Fifth, it's reasonable that fried bread can serve as diplomatic supplies in certain community crises."

After finishing writing it, Shido Kuroba was moved by his own words.

perfect.

Logical closed loop.

Watertight.

Miyazaki Kiyoshi looked at the answer calmly.

"You are avoiding the core issue."

Kuroba said, "Minister, this is called grasping the main contradiction."

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "Your main contradiction is escapism."

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

He lowered his head and continued writing.

The following questions are increasingly targeted.

"If a student council president offered you a tissue on the third floor of the cafeteria, what would be your reason for running away?"

"If a club president requires you to attend an event on time, what should you do if you oversleep?"

"If an older female relative sends you flirtatious questions using someone else's phone, how would you determine the true identity of the sender?"

"If you were facing a school doctor, a psychologist, an elementary school student, a pink-haired girl, the student council president, a club president, and a rat at the same time, please list the safest escape route you could imagine."

As Kuroba Shido wrote the final chapters, his eyes gradually became vacant.

He felt like he wasn't participating in a club activity.

He is writing a criminal psychological profile of his own life.

Miyazaki Kiyoshi sat opposite him, occasionally turning a page of his book, occasionally glancing up at him, each time precisely interrupting his hand as he tried to touch the fried bread.

"No eating until the club mission is completed."

Kuroba Shido withdrew his hand.

"Your Excellency, low blood sugar can affect the quality of your answers."

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "You wrote very quickly just now."

The black-robed warrior said, "That was a final burst of energy before death."

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "Continue."

Kuroba Shido got angry again and continued to bury himself in writing the last big question.

Half an hour later.

He pushed the entire exam paper over, leaned back in his chair, and looked like he had just returned from a battlefield.

"Minister, I've finished writing."

Kiyoshi Miyazaki didn't watch it.

She simply collected the exam paper, neatly placed it aside, then took out another new exam paper from the folder and pushed it in front of Kuroba Shido.

Kuroba Shido stared at the exam paper, which was noticeably thicker than usual, and his expression gradually froze.

Miyazaki Kiyoshi calmly said, "Rewrite it."

The Black Feather Warrior said, "???"

Miyazaki Kiyoshi then pulled out a third document from the folder.

"This one needs to be written too."

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

Awesome!!!