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

"Eh..."

After hanging up the phone, Kuroba Shido sighed.

His eyes were lifeless and vacant as he leaned against a telephone pole, looking utterly hopeless after having given up on life.

By the way, is it still possible to transfer my household registration back to China?

It can't be some kind of parallel world, right?

If all else fails, I can run back now, inherit everything he has, and then live on as he was in the Dragon Kingdom before...

This seems like a good option?

Since we're both orphans anyway, it doesn't matter where we go. Staying here means being threatened by some vicious woman every day. If things get really bad, we should just run away.

run.

We have to run.

Tokyo is no longer a place for humans to live.

This is supposed to be a city channel, but the Jingu family, the Miyazaki family, the Onodera family, and the Sawamura family are all like hidden dungeons, any one of them could easily crush a poor, handsome Tokyo boy like him.

He just wanted to lie down.

I want to eat rice balls.

I want to play games.

I just want to be an ordinary salted fish, untouched by capitalists, beautiful girls, vicious young ladies, yandere seniors, old and ruthless doctors, pink-haired losers, and the fancy rat boxing championship.

Is this request too much?

That's not an exaggeration at all!

"What Dragon Country?"

Miyazaki Kiyoshi spoke, his voice suddenly appearing in Kuroba Shido's ear.

The Black Feather Warrior said, "???"

No, Minister, you were eavesdropping on this too?

Wait a minute, this should be narration, not eavesdropping! Protest! Protest!!!

"Protest invalid."

Miyazaki Kiyoshi spoke calmly.

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

Italian pasta should be mixed with No. 42 concrete, because the length of this screw can easily affect the excavator's matrix. When French fries are smashed, they will instantly release high-energy proteins. If Yamamoto rice balls were thrown into Tokyo Bay, they might undergo unstable fusion due to buoyancy and seaweed content...

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "..."

"Shut up."

"Splat!"

As soon as Miyazaki Kiyotsugu finished speaking, he "accidentally" stepped on Kuroba Shido's instep again.

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

It hurts.

It hurts a lot.

The precision of the minister's "accidental" action far exceeds the scope of ordinary humans.

She didn't do it by accident.

She has a built-in instep guidance system.

"You mean, you remember your past life?"

Miyazaki Kiyoshi was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked.

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

I'm not.

I do not have.

Don't talk nonsense!

Is this something you can just say casually?

In a serious urban campus romance comedy, a seemingly reincarnated person suddenly appears, causing the worldview to explode on the spot.

The editors will have to get up overnight to ask the author what category the book belongs to.

Miyazaki Kiyoshi looked at him.

"That is..."

She spoke to herself, nodding as if she were reasoning about something. Then, she quickly stopped, looked at Kuroba Shido, her eyes calm and confident.

"So, where is your alien spaceship parked?"

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

Are there any normal people left in this world?

wrong.

I must say, Minister, are you really human?

Kuroba Shido was once again stunned and subdued by Miyazaki Kiyoshi's powerful thought process.

He thought he was already a genius.

Who would have thought that genius was just the threshold to meeting the minister?

Even something as absurd as being struck by lightning and reduced to a zip file before being reborn in Japan—a story so ridiculous it should be relegated to the urban legend section—was seamlessly accepted by Miyazaki Kiyoshi without any rejection.

Putting aside how incredible her methods were in knowing these things.

The fact that, after learning about such an incredible thing, they didn't look at it strangely or as if it were crazy, but instead reasoned about it on their own and nodded in agreement, is enough to prove the point.

I really need to see a doctor...

Or rather, the one who is truly ill, and seriously ill at that, is Miyazaki Kiyoshi!

"Um, Minister, well, it's getting late, my dog ​​Big Black is calling me home for dinner, bye-bye..."

"Da da da..."

Kuroba Shido felt a chill run down his spine and ran away at lightning speed, leaning on the two small canes in his hands as he prepared to leave.

After clicking away for a long time, I found that I was making no progress.

A strong dragging sensation came from behind.

Looking down, I saw the buttons on my clothes making a sharp "pop" sound, a "resilient" sound, as if I might be about to enjoy a life of luxury at any moment.

If you're feeling stressed, come take a look at the buttons on Shido Kuroba's clothes.

They are just bearing the pressure of life.

It is truly being stretched in a physical sense.

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

He turned around stiffly.

Miyazaki Kiyoshi gripped the back of his clothes with one hand, his expression calm and his movements steady, as if he were holding a rare cosmic sample trying to escape from the laboratory.

"Minister, what are you doing...?"

"Take me to see your alien spaceship."

Miyazaki Kiyoshi's tone was frighteningly calm.

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

Although I don't have any alien spaceships.

But I can show you my baby...

But let's forget about it.

The moment that thought crossed his mind, Shido Kuroba knew something terrible was about to happen.

"Okay, show it to me."

Miyazaki Kiyoshi spoke.

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

So sinister?

No.

This ability is truly terrifying.

Kuroba Shido was almost numb, and seemed to understand why Miyazaki Kiyoshi suffered such a blow when he was a child.

This level of saturation attack and mental torture is too much for any normal person to withstand.

Not breaking down already makes him a true man among men.

Fortunately, Shido Kuroba was not normal, so he was not greatly affected. He just felt terrified and fantasized about when he could have such dark abilities.

If he has this ability, then what need is there for a salted fish guide?

If you spend half an hour squatting outside a convenience store, you can accurately determine which rice balls will be discounted, which clerk is soft-hearted, and which customer won't grab the last fried chicken bento.

At that time, he will be a god in Tokyo's discount food industry.

Abbreviation: Rice Ball God.

"Um, well, is it possible that the Minister is saying, 'I don't have any treasures to show you...'"

"lie."

Miyazaki Kiyoshi exposed Kuroba Shido's words.

She was certain that at every moment, Shido Kuroba was telling the truth.

The thought flashed through his mind: the "treasure" that Kuroba Shido mentioned did exist, but the alien spaceship was indeed not there.

From beginning to end, Miyazaki Kiyoshi didn't detect any falsehood in that statement.

But the "treasure" that Kuroba Shido mentioned just now, even though it was only for a very brief moment.

But Miyazaki Kiyoshi is certain.

It couldn't be more real.

"I didn't, I'm not, I don't admit it!"

Kuroba Shido immediately responded with three consecutive salvos.

"I am now ordering you, in my capacity as minister, to show me your treasure."

"hurry up."

"Don't come any closer, Minister..."

"show me."

It's late now, and it's a wealthy area, so there aren't many people passing by.

Otherwise, if someone saw them like this, it would probably be posted online, and they would become another "ghostly district chief resident".

It's the 21st century, and there are still scripts like this with "men on top of men"?

The only downside is that the minister is a woman...

It's not Jay Chou.

It can only be Qi Ge.

Miyazaki Kiyoshi grabbed his clothes.

Kuroba Shido struggled to crawl forward, leaning on his cane.

One was expressionless, the other looked terrified.

One wants to see the baby, the other absolutely refuses to let them.

The scene was quite bizarre at one point.

The gray kitten crouched in a makeshift box nearby, its paws tucked in, looking up at the two humans performing some complex actions that it couldn't understand at all.

It paused for a moment.

"Meow."

You humans are really strange.

finally……

Under Miyazaki Kiyoshi's insistence, Kuroba Shido had no choice but to hand over his "treasure".

"Look, there you go..."

(You can use your imagination to figure out what the baby is, I can't write it down...)

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "..."

"Snapped!"

"ah--"

Shido Kuroba's health bar -999...

Under the setting sun, the faces of the handsome young men in Tokyo appeared exceptionally rosy.

The boy's blush was more than anything.

Upon closer inspection, you can still see the outline.

Five finger prints, neatly arranged.

Kiyoshi Miyazaki did it.

Kuroba Shido covered his face and sighed.

"I already said no, no, but look, you're getting angry again. Women are so unreasonable, sigh..."

He took a solid slap and became much more obedient.

Although my face was still sore, I felt much better.

Great.

Finally, I can leave.

Looking at the minister who was about to become a small black dot in front of him, Kuroba Shido was in a better mood than ever before!

"Wuhu, let's go home!"

……

The Miyazaki family.

The atmosphere in the living room on the first floor was much quieter than outside.

Ritsuko Miyazaki sat on the sofa with a cup of warm tea beside her.

Shuangyue Gaoli sat opposite her, also holding a teacup, her posture more relaxed than before.

The actual consultation did not proceed fully.

Or rather, after going halfway through, the two of them tacitly stopped.

It's not because there were no results.

It's because today has already been enough.

Kiyoshi Miyazaki is not the kind of child who can be gradually guided out in a conventional way.

She is too perceptive.

Too clear-headed.

They are too good at pushing the problem back onto us verbatim.

Therefore, it's more appropriate to stop questioning than to continue pressing for answers.

Ritsuko Miyazaki took a sip of tea. "Kodaka, is it alright for Airi to be home alone?"

"I left her breakfast and a note."

After finishing her sentence, Shimotsuki Takari paused, her tone becoming subtle: "However, given Airi's personality, she most likely won't stay obediently at home."

Ritsuko Miyazaki chuckled: "She'll come looking for you?"

"Or maybe I'll go find Xiaoyu."

Shuangyue Gaoli rubbed her temples: "She's been getting along well with Xiaoyu lately, although Ai Li doesn't really admit it."

Ritsuko Miyazaki looked at her: "Aren't you worried?"

"Worry."

Shuangyue Gaoli answered quickly.

Then she laughed at herself.

"But there's no use in worrying. Ellie isn't the kind of child who will grow up obediently if I keep her at home."

Ritsuko Miyazaki nodded.

The smarter a child is, the more uneasy the adults feel.

Upon hearing this, Shuangyue Gaoli couldn't help but glance at her.

The two women exchanged a glance, and both saw a faint hint of helplessness in each other's eyes.

None of them are children who are easy to raise in the conventional sense.

Ritsuko Miyazaki said softly, "When Kiyoshi was little, she would suddenly ask me questions that I couldn't answer."

Shuoyue Gaoli: "For example?"

"For example, why do we feel troubled even when adults say it's okay?"

Ritsuko Miyazaki's eyes held a hint of nostalgia and a touch of bitterness: "How old was she back then? I didn't even know how to explain it to her. Sometimes what people say and what they think aren't exactly the same."

Shuangyue Gaoli gently stroked the cup with her fingertips.

"Ellie asked a similar question."

"What did she ask?"

She asked, "Why is Xiao Gao hiding in the bathroom to wash his face even though he doesn't want to cry?"

Ritsuko Miyazaki remained silent.

Shuangyue Gaoli smiled and said, "I was young back then and thought I had hidden it well. Later I realized that children aren't ignorant; they just might not say it."

Ritsuko Miyazaki: "So you're letting her call you 'Koga' now?"

"Um."

Shuangyue Gaoli looked down at the tea swaying slightly in her cup: "At first, I felt a lot of pressure when she called me 'Mom,' but later she changed it to 'Xiao Gao,' and I actually felt relieved."

Ritsuko Miyazaki looked at her.

Shuangyue Gaoli's voice was soft, but she didn't shy away: "You don't sound like a qualified mother, do you?"

Ritsuko Miyazaki shook her head.

"no."

"But sometimes, I'm scared too."

Shimotsuki Kori said, "I'm afraid I won't do a good job, afraid of bringing all the messy things from my past to her, and afraid that she will become a different version of me when she grows up."

Ritsuko Miyazaki did not speak immediately.

She understood that feeling.

As a mother, what I fear most is not that my child is not outstanding.

Rather, they fear that the wounds they unconsciously leave behind will eventually affect their children.

The hall was quiet for a moment.

Shuangyue Gaoli quickly recovered and put down her teacup: "But Ai Li is doing well now, at least she's very energetic when she's cursing."

Ritsuko Miyazaki: "..."

Isn't this judgment criterion a bit strange?

Shuangyue Gaoli added, "And Xiaoyu gets very energetic when she scolds her."

Ritsuko Miyazaki couldn't help but laugh.

"Wouldn't Amamiya-sensei be sad to hear that?"

"She won't."

Shuangyue Gaoli said with certainty, "She will just lie on the sofa and say, 'Master, you and your daughter have no conscience,' and then continue eating snacks."

Ritsuko Miyazaki: "..."

For some reason, this scene is very convincing.

The two chatted about trivial things.

Work-related, children's-related, from my school days, and some random rumors circulating in Tokyo recently.

Shuangyue Gaoli mentioned that a very difficult patient had recently come to the hospital, who insisted every day that he was an observer of an extraterrestrial civilization.

After hearing this, Miyazaki Ritsuko inexplicably thought of Kuroba Shido.

Then the two of them fell silent at the same time.

After a moment, Shimotsuki Takari spoke up: "Kuroba-kun is different."

Ritsuko Miyazaki: "I haven't said anything yet."

"It's written all over Ritsuko's face."

Ritsuko Miyazaki: "..."

She smiled and shook her head: "That child is indeed very special."

"It's so special it's almost outrageous."

Shimotsuki Takagi gave a professional evaluation.

Just as he finished speaking, footsteps sounded outside.

Kiyoshi Miyazaki is back.

When she walked into the living room, her expression was not much different from usual.

cool.

calm.

The pace was steady.

Their clothes were neatly arranged, as if they had just participated in a regular club activity.

But the moment Shuangyue Gaoli looked up, her gaze froze.

Miyazaki Ritsuko also noticed something was wrong at almost the same time.

Kiyoshi Miyazaki had a blush on his face.

not heavy.

But it was more noticeable than usual.

The base of her ears was also a little red.

Moreover, after she entered the room, her gaze was less steady than usual for a moment.

This is normal for ordinary people.

But for Kiyoshi Miyazaki, this was not normal.

This is very abnormal.

"Xiao Qing?"

Ritsuko Miyazaki spoke.

Miyazaki Kiyoshi looked at her: "Yes, I'm back."

The sound is normal.

The tone of voice was normal.

But that's perfectly normal.

It's so normal it's as if they're deliberately trying to stay normal.

Shimotsuki Takagi and Miyazaki Ritsuko exchanged a glance.

There's something going on.

Something's definitely going on.

Ritsuko Miyazaki put down her teacup, trying to keep her tone natural: "Is the club activity over?"

"Temporarily concluded."

Kiyoshi Miyazaki took off his gloves and put them in his pocket: "We need to continue to observe him."

Although they didn't quite understand what they had gone to do, they were in perfect sync. The two best friends exchanged a glance and saw certainty in each other's eyes. Then... Xiao Gao went up!

Shuangyue Gaoli: "Thank you for your hard work."

Miyazaki Kiyoshi: "Mm."

Then she prepared to go upstairs.

Watching her retreating figure, Miyazaki Ritsuko couldn't help but say, "Kiyoshi, your face is a little red."

Miyazaki Kiyoshi stopped in his tracks.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

She turned around.

"Due to the weather."

Shuangyue Gaoli glanced at the darkening sky outside the window.

weather?

Now?

Ritsuko Miyazaki also looked out the window.

Tokyo at dusk.

It's not hot.

It was even a little cool.

The living room fell silent again.

Kiyoshi Miyazaki continued, "The club activities are quite demanding."

High activity intensity?

What activity?

"There's no need to explain," Miyazaki Kiyoshi interrupted them, seeing through their confusion and questions.

Shuangyue Gaoli: "..."

Ritsuko Miyazaki: "..."

The two looked at each other again.

This is no longer a situation.

This is a very serious situation.

As an expert, Shimotsuki Takagi keenly noticed Miyazaki Kiyoshi's emotional fluctuations.

It's not fear.

Not rejection.

It's not the disgust that comes from being offended.

It was more like a sudden burst of shame and confusion, and a kind of chaos left over from being corrupted by Shido Kuroba's spirit.

As a mother, Ritsuko Miyazaki's perspective is even more direct.

Xiaoqing's current appearance is very similar to how she looked when she was a child and her rhythm was disrupted for the first time. She wanted to stay calm, but couldn't help but suppress all her emotions in her eyes.

This time, however, I blushed.

Ritsuko Miyazaki's heart skipped a beat.

Kuroba-kun.

What exactly did you do?

Miyazaki Kiyoshi seemed to have sensed what the two were thinking.

She looked at Shuangyue Gaoli.

Then she looked at Ritsuko Miyazaki.

"I'll go upstairs and organize the club information first."

After saying that, she turned and went upstairs.

The pace remained steady.

It was a little faster than usual.

Ritsuko Miyazaki sat on the sofa, remaining silent for a long time.

Shuangyue Gaoli also remained silent for a few seconds.

Then she whispered, "Ritsuko-neechan."

"Um?"

"This is progress."

Ritsuko Miyazaki: "..."

She looked toward the stairs, her expression complex.

"Why do I feel like something's going to happen?"

Shuangyue Gaoli thought for a moment.

"Kuroba-kun is quite dangerous in himself."

"..."

That makes a lot of sense.

……

Amamiya Kaoru's apartment.

In the living room, Shimotsuki Airi sat on the sofa, hugging a cushion and watching TV.

Her expression was calm.

Her face was delicate, her eyes were indifferent, and she looked as if the world was so boring that only the occasional silly variety show on TV could barely waste ten minutes of her life.

The Dahei family was also watching TV on the coffee table.

Big Black was squatting at the very front.

Big Black's wife is behind.

Little Black lay beside him, peeking out every now and then, as if he completely understood the program on TV.

The scene was very peaceful.

If you ignore the thick smoke, flames, clattering of spatulas, and Kaoru Amamiya's screams that occasionally drifted from the kitchen.

"Ugh! Why is it sticking to the pan again?!"

"Wait, isn't the fire too big?"

"No, didn't I just turn it off?"

"Oh no, where's the soy sauce? Soy sauce! Why did you pour so much soy sauce!"

A series of crackling sounds came from the kitchen.

Immediately following was the sizzling sound of oil frying.

Immediately following that, there was the sound of Amamiya Kaoru inhaling.

"Ouch—it's so hot!"

Shimotsuki Airi watched TV expressionlessly.

On TV, the host is praising a family recipe for being simple and easy to learn, saying it can bring a happy smile to the family's face in just ten minutes.

Shimotsuki Airi glanced at the kitchen.

I glanced at the TV again.

Then, I calmly turned the volume up a little with the remote control.

Big Black also glanced at the kitchen.

Big Black's wife raised her paw and patted Little Black, pulling it a little closer to her.

After all, the kitchen looks more dangerous than the cat's den right now.

Shimotsuki Airi spoke calmly, "Xiaoyu, are you sure you're cooking, and not having a duel with the kitchen?"

In the kitchen, Kaoru Amamiya poked her head out.

Her face was smeared with black ash, a few strands of her hair were sticking up, her apron was askew, and she was holding a spatula in her hand.

"Ellie, don't underestimate me, okay? I just haven't cooked properly in a long time, so I'm a little rusty."

Shimotsuki Airi: "Is it because you're rusty, or did the food die after it was cooked?"

Amamiya Kaoru: "..."

It's infuriating how vicious elementary school students are these days.

Kaoru Amamiya retreated back into the kitchen.

"Just you wait, today I'm going to show you what real adult woman cooking skills are like!"

Shimotsuki Airi looked towards the kitchen and remained silent for a moment.

"Adult women don't necessarily have to know how to cook."

From the kitchen came Kaoru Amamiya's touched voice: "Airi, you've finally said something nice!"

Shimotsuki Airi continued, "You can also admit that you don't know how."

Amamiya Kaoru: "..."

Big Black looked up at Shimotsuki Airi.

For some reason, it felt that this little human was very strong.

Better than Xiao Hei.

Even better than Kaoru Amamiya.

The commotion in the kitchen continued to escalate.

Amamiya Kaoru clearly wanted to prove herself.

She rummaged through the refrigerator and found eggs, ham, vegetables, and frozen meat that she didn't know when she had bought it.

In theory, these things, as long as they are handled properly, shouldn't taste too bad.

The issue is.

Amamiya Kaoru's cooking process is not a normal procedure.

It means doing whatever comes to mind.

The oil was poured in before the pan was even heated.

The oil was hot, so she started looking for vegetables.

After finding the vegetables, she forgot that the stove was still on.

The fire was too high, and the oil started to smoke.

After the oil started to smoke, she hurriedly poured the vegetables in.

In an instant, it was as if a mini fireworks display had taken place in the kitchen.

"Aaaaaah!"

Kaoru Amamiya screamed again.

Shimotsuki Airi finally put down the remote control and turned to look at the kitchen.

A wisp of black smoke rose from the kitchen doorway.

Very fine.

But it has a very imposing presence.

Shimotsuki Airi remained silent for two seconds.

"Light rain."

"what?"

"Is it too late to order takeout now?"

Amamiya Kaoru: "Don't scream!"

"Then what about a fire truck?"

"Don't make any noise either, uh... don't make any noise for now..." Amamiya Kaoru looked at the pot that was still smoldering and smoking, paused for a moment, and hesitated.

Shimotsuki Airi sighed.

A few minutes later, Kaoru Amamiya came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of food.

That thing is hard to define.

The color is between dark brown and black.

There are signs of charring on the edges.

There was also a strange, damp sheen in the middle.

Shimotsuki Airi glanced down.

"Big Black".

Big Black looked up.

Shimotsuki Airi said earnestly, "Thank you for your hard work."

Big Black: "???"

Amamiya Kaoru: "???"

"What do you mean, Airi? Don't just assume we're going to be Big Black's guinea pigs right off the bat!"

Shimotsuki Airi: "Then, Xiaoyu, you eat first, and I'll eat after you're done."

Amamiya Kaoru: "..."

Amamiya Kaoru hesitated for a moment.

"Let Big Black smell it first."

Big Black: "???"

Just as the atmosphere in the living room was gradually turning from peaceful to a scene of sacrifice, the doorbell rang.

Ding dong.

A crisp sound rang out in the living room.

Kaoru Amamiya looked up as if she had seen a savior.

"Ellie, open the door for the teacher, my hands are all oily."

Shimotsuki Airi glanced at the plate in her hand.

I glanced at Big Black again.

Big Black immediately got up and prepared to open the door!

Amamiya Kaoru: "..."

Is the class distinction really that obvious?

And... do you, a mouse, have to be so human-like?

I don't know what it ate to grow up like that...

In the end, Kaoru Amamiya sighed, wiped her hands, and went to open the door herself...

"Snap!"

The door opened.

"Oh my, teacher, did you miss me?" Kuroba Shido raised an eyebrow and looked at Amamiya Kaoru.

"I know you're thinking of me, shh... woman, I can feel your longing for me!" Kuroba Shido put his index finger to his lips, his expression becoming much more handsome, exuding the domineering and arrogant air of a crooked-mouthed dragon king.

Amamiya Kaoru: "..."

You son of a bitch...

"Bang!" Amamiya Kaoru's face turned red as she flung them away.

The door is closed!

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."