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

It was already noon when Shido Kuroba returned to the classroom.

He was completely drained.

Of course, the "squeezing dry" here is not the kind of "squeezing dry" that Yamamoto would easily use to spread rumors.

Rather, it depicts the tragic state of a poor boy who, after being forced to write an entire lunch break test, had all his spirit, energy, dignity, will to survive, and passion for fried bread drained away by Kiyoshi Miyazaki.

He still had half a fried bread in his hand.

The other one had already been devoured by him in the clubroom under the pretext of "maintaining vital signs," but it turned out that fried noodles could replenish carbohydrates, but could not repair the brain that Miyazaki Kiyoshi had repeatedly tortured with test papers.

Especially when the test paper included questions like "Please briefly describe your understanding of the boundaries of minors", "Please explain whether temporarily staying at the school doctor's house is in line with the behavior logic of ordinary students", and "Please judge the risk priority among elementary school students, female elders, student council presidents, and club presidents", Shido Kuroba realized that he was not participating in club activities.

He was forced to give a confession by fate.

The classroom was a bit noisy at first.

But when Shido Kuroba limped in, the voices in the class quickly dropped a notch.

Those eyes are on us again.

Same as before.

There was shock, awe, gossip, sympathy, and a complex look in his eyes that seemed to say, "Is this the legendary man who survived the custody battle between various factions?"

Shido Kuroba was too exhausted to explain.

He dragged his cane to the seat, put the remaining half of the fried bread on the table, and then collapsed onto the floor.

The desktop is hard.

But at this moment, it felt even more familiar to Shido Kuroba than the small bed at Kaoru Amamiya's house.

His eyes were a bit deep-set, his face was pale, and his lips were slightly dry. Even his usual sarcastic and argumentative demeanor, which was always ready to argue with the world, was somewhat weaker. He looked like he had just escaped from some underground laboratory whose name could not be revealed, and there was still the smell of psychological questionnaires on his body.

Yamamoto Shinji and Ito Fusei sat beside them.

The two people were looking at him.

I looked at it for three seconds.

Yamamoto Shinto spoke in a very low voice: "Shido, are you still alive?"

Kuroba Shido lay face down on the table, not looking up.

"He's dead."

Yamamoto gasped.

"It can still talk! It's come back to life!"

Black Feather Warrior said, "The password rice ball, I think you want to eat Noah's Spark."

Yamamoto immediately shut up.

Ito Fusei shifted his gaze from Kuroba Shido's half-eaten fried bread, then looked at his soulless appearance, and spoke calmly.

"Is Miyazaki-kun that amazing?"

Kuroba Shido slowly raised his head.

His eyes were somewhat vacant.

"You simply don't understand."

Yamamoto immediately perked up.

"What do you know?"

Shido Kuroba stared ahead, as if recalling an unbearable past.

"She didn't even give me time to finish my fried bread."

Mr. Yamamoto: "..."

Ito Bosei: "..."

That's really terrible.

For Kuroba Shido in particular, this could almost be considered torture.

Yamamoto lowered his voice, his expression suddenly becoming mysterious: "So, Shido, you were really taken to the clubroom by Captain Miyazaki at noon?"

Kuroba Shido lay down again.

"Um."

Yamamoto's eyes lit up.

"and then?"

"Write the test paper."

Yamamoto was stunned.

"what?"

Kuroba Shido's voice was weak: "I wrote one, then another, and after that there was another one. Club activities are all about answering questions, answering questions is life, and life is about being seen through by the club president and having to rewrite it."

After a moment of silence, Ito Fusei commented, "It's inhumane."

Yamamoto, however, stroked his chin and fell into a completely unserious thought.

"But from an outsider's perspective, Shido disappeared in the morning, was taken away by Department Head Miyazaki at noon, and when he came back, his eyes were sunken, he was exhausted, and he was lying on the table unable to move, with half a fried noodle bread left in his hand..."

Kuroba Shido suddenly looked up.

"Rice ball, you'd better shut up."

Yamamoto Shinjin did not shut up.

The more he talked, the more he felt he had discovered the truth.

"Isn't this just a defeat cutscene?"

The Black Feather Warrior said, "???"

What kind of defeat is this?

Ito Fusei nodded very calmly.

"From the perspective of rumors, the material is complete."

Kuroba Shido slowly sat up, his eyes gradually turning dangerous.

"Forgotten Ghost, you want to eat Noah's Sparks too?"

Ito Fusei remained unfazed.

"I'm just conducting public opinion analysis."

Yamamoto continued to mutter under his breath, "And Minister Miyazaki was in a bad mood this morning, took you away at noon, and came back like this in the afternoon. The timeline is too perfect."

Kuroba Shido took a deep breath.

He wanted to argue.

But he really doesn't have the strength right now.

So he chose to bury his face back in his arms.

"If you two keep bothering me, I'll write down what you just said about Minister Miyazaki in my will."

Yamamoto Shinji sat up straight instantly.

Ito Fusei also looked away.

The threat was effective.

However, threats are only effective against the parties involved, not against bystanders.

Many students in the class have already seen what Shido Kuroba looked like after he returned.

Soon, whispers spread throughout the classroom.

"He's back."

"Was she really taken away by Miyazaki-san?"

"He looks like he's about to die."

"Miyazaki-san is usually so quiet, is she really this scary?"

"You don't understand, the quieter it is, the more terrifying it is."

"He's still holding half a fried bread roll in his hand. Did they not even let him finish his meal?"

"Terrible, so terrible."

The most distinctive feature of rumors is that they don't need facts; they only need a vivid enough opening.

Kuroba Shido was taken away by Miyazaki Kiyoshi during lunchtime and returned to the classroom exhausted in the afternoon.

This opening is so vivid.

In just a few minutes, the version began to evolve continuously.

The original version was "Kuroba Shido was punished by Miyazaki Kiyoshi for skipping a club activity and was forced to fill out a questionnaire for an entire afternoon."

The second version became "Miyazaki Kiyoshi locked Kuroba Shido in the clubroom and subjected him to inhumane club training".

The third version has begun to include "the two fried breads that Shido Kuroba brought to apologize for were confiscated, leaving only half a wreckage as proof of defeat".

By the fourth version, even Yamamoto Shinjin couldn't stand it anymore.

Because it already contains a classic campus forum compilation plot like "Jingu Aoko failed to win custody in the morning, and Miyazaki Kiyoshi immediately took her away as revenge at noon."

Yamamoto looked at Kuroba Shido, who was slumped over the table, and sighed softly.

"Shido, your life is really complicated."

Kuroba Shido raised one hand and gave the middle finger.

"Shut up."

the other side.

In the infirmary, Onodera Zanne had already stood up from her chair.

Amamiya Kaoru was still sitting behind the table, her expression seemingly calm, but the sweat on her forehead betrayed the gentle torture she had just endured.

Onodera Zanne adjusted her cuffs, her face still bearing that impeccable, gentle smile.

"Ms. Amamiya, I'm sorry to bother you today."

Amamiya Kaoru quickly waved her hand.

"No problem, no problem. Just remember not to strain your shoulder. You can apply a warm compress when you get back."

Onodera Zannen nodded gently.

"I will pay attention, and I am very grateful for the advice you just gave me."

Amamiya Kaoru's lips twitched slightly.

Suggest.

What advice did she just give?

Keep your distance and treat her rationally. Boys younger than her are immature, and she, Amamiya Kaoru, would never like that kind of person.

It sounds like a suggestion.

In reality, they are all survival statements.

Onodera Zannen seemed completely oblivious to her guilty conscience, and simply bowed slightly.

"Well then, I'll take my leave now."

"Okay, take care."

As Kaoru Amamiya watched Tsuneo Onodera walk towards the door, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

ended.

it is finally over.

She, a school doctor who had never been in a relationship, spent half a day bragging about her dating experiences in front of the student council president, and even swore that she would never like a boy younger than herself.

It was only past noon that day, and she already felt as if her soul had been drained.

When Onodera Zanne reached the door, she suddenly stopped.

Kaoru Amamiya brought up her dirty thoughts again.

Onodera Zannen turned around and looked at her with a smile.

"Mr. Amamiya".

Amamiya Kaoru stiffly looked up.

"What's wrong?"

Onodera's lingering voice is gentle.

"The teacher is really beautiful and looks like someone who is well-liked."

Amamiya Kaoru: "..."

For a moment, she didn't know if it was a compliment, a warning, or some kind of gentle death sentence.

Without saying anything more, Onodera Zannen turned and left the infirmary.

The footsteps in the corridor remained light and steady.

tread.

tread.

tread.

Only when the footsteps had completely faded away did Amamiya Kaoru lean back in her chair as if all her strength had been drained.

She raised her hand and touched her forehead.

So much sweat.

The air conditioning was clearly running at full blast.

She paused for a moment, picked up her tablet, and started watching the soap opera she hadn't finished watching.

On the screen, the female lead is still crying in the rain.

Looking at her, Amamiya Kaoru suddenly felt that she was even more miserable than the female lead.

At least the female lead was only misunderstood by the male lead.

She was gently tortured by the student council president.

Outside the medical clinic, Onodera Tsuneo walked slowly down the corridor.

The smile on her face remained unchanged, but her eyes were much calmer than before.

Kaoru Amamiya's reaction speaks volumes.

Feeling guilty.

Panic.

He must prove his innocence.

And being overly sensitive to the keyword "boys younger than oneself".

However, Kaoru Amamiya's final vow was also very useful.

She would never like a boy younger than herself.

At least in the short term, this statement can serve as a constraint.

Even if it was just something she said to survive.

Onodera Zanne walked to the corner of the stairs and took out her phone.

The screen lights up.

She opened Shido Kuroba's chat window, her fingertip hovering over the input field.

The afternoon light streamed in through the corridor window, illuminating her profile and making her appear gentle and non-aggressive.

A few seconds later, she typed a sentence.

"Shido-kun, are you free this weekend?"

A brief pause.

She continued to add more.

I'd like to invite you to go to the zoo.