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

"You have a problem with me?"

Miyazaki Kiyoshi stood beside Kuroba Shido, his tone as calm as if he were asking about today's weather.

But when Kuroba Shido heard those words, his back straightened instantly, his fingers still on the phone screen, where the chat interface with Ito Fusei and Yamamoto Sento was brightly lit.

Sweat broke out on his forehead again.

Even though the air conditioning in the clubroom was already at 16 degrees Celsius, and he had just been so cold that he wanted to button up his coat, the moment Miyazaki Kiyoshi said those words, Kuroba Shido felt as if he had been stuffed into a hot pot, the kind of hot pot where the rice ball was being fueled and the Forgotten Ghost was responsible for closing the lid.

Although Shido Kuroba was in a panic, his expression remained very calm.

Fingers fly across the phone screen, as if loyalty could overflow from the screen if typing speed were fast enough.

If he didn't need both hands to type, Kuroba Shido would have raised both hands above his head and jumped around while sending the message... Loyalty!

"You despicable Ito Fushin! I won't allow you to say that about my most beloved, respected, selfless, impartial, kind, and beautiful club president who has devoted himself to the club and guided its members on the path of life."

send.

Kuroba Shido paused, then felt that the effort wasn't enough, and continued to add more.

"Your Excellency is insightful, gentle, rational, fair, and just. All your arrangements are educational. My participation in club activities on weekends is a voluntary choice and an improvement in my ideological awareness, not forced labor."

send.

Miyazaki watched him type quietly.

After Kuroba Shido finished fighting, he looked up and revealed a very clear expression.

"Your Excellency, you see, I am arguing with erroneous ideas."

Miyazaki Kiyoshi looked at him: "Ito Fumimaro didn't say anything just now."

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

Correct.

Ito Fusei indeed only replied with three words.

That's it.

Strictly speaking, these three words are not an attack on Miyazaki Kiyoshi; rather, they can be said to be an extremely accurate assessment of Kuroba Shido's current situation.

But it is not important.

The important thing is that Miyazaki Kiyoshi is now standing next to him.

Kuroba Shido very naturally shifted the blame onto Ito Fusei: "Captain, silence is also an attitude, especially for someone like Ito. He's a man of few words but a ruthless heart. He may seem to say nothing, but he's actually very aggressive."

On the other side, near the school gate.

Ito Fusei stared at the two consecutive compliments from Kuroba Shido on his phone and remained silent for a long time.

Yamamoto Senjin leaned closer, looking puzzled. "What is Shido talking about?"

Ito Fusei did not answer.

He had a general idea of ​​Kuroba Shido's situation.

Kiyoshi Miyazaki was probably still standing nearby.

Moreover, the distance is not far.

They might even be watching Shido Kuroba send a message.

Otherwise, given Shido's usual tendency to curse fate as something despicable, it's impossible for him to suddenly switch to this strange format of "Minister, you are great, bright, and correct."

Ito Fusei silently mourned for his good brother for a second.

Then, he lowered his head and typed.

"I, Yamamoto, am aware of this matter."

send.

After sending the message, Ito Fusei calmly turned off his phone.

Yamamoto Shinji hadn't even reacted yet.

"What? I know? What do I know?"

Ito Fusei put his phone in his pocket, his tone calm.

"It's nothing."

A question mark slowly appeared above Yamamoto's head.

In the clubroom, Shido Kuroba fell silent after seeing the message sent by Fusei Ito.

There is no true loyalty within the evil boy band.

As a member of the evil boy band, he knew all too well what those words meant.

Ito Fusei is pushing Yamamoto Akito out as a scapegoat.

The Forgotten Ghost seems to have a low profile most of the time, but when it really matters, he can be ruthless than anyone else.

Kuroba Shido knew this very well.

But he didn't expose it.

Not only did he not expose him, he continued to send messages to Ito Fusei very naturally, as if he really believed that the words he had just said were spoken by Yamamoto himself.

"Yamamoto-sensei, I'm warning you, if you ever attack my most respected, most trusted, and most worthy of emulation by all club members again, I'll stuff your rice ball full of club questionnaires."

send.

He thought for a moment, then added another sentence.

"Your Excellency's education of me was like a gentle spring breeze, a timely pull back from the brink, a return from the wrong path, and a concern for the life direction of impoverished youth. I hope you can raise your awareness and stop looking at great community activities with a narrow perspective."

send.

After sending the message, Kuroba Shido slowly turned off his phone screen. When he looked up, the expression on his face had returned to an almost perfect state of bewilderment.

He seemed to have just "accidentally" noticed that Miyazaki Kiyoshi was still standing next to him.

"Minister, what's wrong?"

Miyazaki Kiyoshi looked at him.

Shido Kuroba blinked.

"Why are you looking at me so strangely?"

Kiyoshi Miyazaki did not answer immediately.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at Kuroba Shido quietly for a few seconds.

Kuroba Shido's expression was clear, and his heart was even clearer.

At least that's how it appears on the surface.

In fact, his brain had already entered the highest level of defense mode.

Italian pasta should be mixed with No. 42 concrete because the length of that screw can easily affect the excavator's matrix, you know? When the fries hit it, it releases a nuclear explosion, producing high-energy proteins...

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "..."

Well, she shouldn't have watched it. She had already predicted this outcome, but she still insisted on trying it out of desperation...

Now look what happened, they've become superstitious.

Seeing that the department head next to him didn't seem to be letting him off the hook, Kuroba Shido maintained his clear gaze while his mind went on to another scenario.

White eggs can be used for production, nuclear explosions, and releases... so it all started over again in reverse order.

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "..."

This guy... is definitely not human.

What is the purpose of coming to Earth?

Successfully, Miyazaki Kiyoshi's attention was diverted from Kuroba Shido, from the news to the purpose of Kuroba Shido's visit to Earth, the logic behind the aliens' behavior, and why they were so incredibly powerful...

Miyazaki Kiyoshi looked at him for a while, but in the end, he didn't continue to ask about the content of their conversation. He just raised his hand to check the time.

That's all for today.

Kuroba Shido felt a sense of relief.

survived.

This is the third time today.

Miyazaki Kiyoshi tidied up the exam papers on the table, put the USB drive back into the folder, and remained calm in his tone.

"You can go back now."

Kuroba Shido immediately packed his schoolbag.

The movements were incredibly fast.

If it weren't for his leg injury, he could even have performed a blur-like exit on the spot.

Miyazaki Kiyoshi looked at him: "I'll send you the address for the weekend club activities when I get back."

Shido Kuroba paused.

Weekend club activities.

The word still pierced his heart like a knife.

His Gala Gemu.

His pinball shop.

His supermarket offers free samples of dinner.

His three brothers' low-budget decadent plan in Tokyo.

It's all gone.

No!!

Snowflakes are falling, the north wind is howling~~~ Qiuya, no, Galageimu!!

"Yes, Minister, received. Minister, mission accomplished, Minister!" Kuroba Shido stood at attention, adopting a military posture, but unfortunately, his limp made him look more like a collaborator.

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "..."

Miyazaki Kiyoshi looked at him: "Don't be late."

Kuroba Shido immediately made a promise.

"Absolutely not."

After saying that, he suddenly felt that the sentence sounded familiar.

He seemed to have made a similar promise last night.

Then I slept until almost noon this morning.

Kiyoshi Miyazaki had obviously thought of this as well.

She looked at him without saying a word.

Sweat broke out on Kuroba Shido's forehead again.

"This time, I'm making a serious guarantee."

Miyazaki Kiyoshi: "Mm."

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

Just as Shido Kuroba was preparing to leave with his cane, his phone suddenly vibrated.

hum.

The club room was quiet.

Therefore, the vibration was exceptionally clear.

Shido Kuroba looked down and froze the moment he saw the caller ID.

The caller ID shows... Ritsuko Miyazaki.

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

Dude, are you messing with me on purpose?