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

"Master..."

The short-haired woman stood at the edge of the corridor, looking at the poster of Shinjiro Miko, pretending to be Spider-Man, which was pasted on the door not far away, and fell silent.

Jingu Yoshiko was practically glued to the door, her head tilted slightly, her ears pressed tightly against the crack in the door, every cell in her body radiating an air of desperate eavesdropping.

Closer.

Closer.

Damn it, why is there no sound?!

"That's strange, why can't I hear anything?"

Jingu Yoshiko was lying on the doorway, wishing she could stick her head inside, her buttocks swaying from side to side, creating quite a scene, completely unaware that there was someone else staring at her from the side.

Short-haired woman: "..."

Master, mud...

No.

If this continues, you, the head of the family, will disappear!

The short-haired woman opened her mouth, still thinking about how to remind her master without embarrassing him, without letting the young lady hear, and without becoming the next target of the short stick.

This is a very complex workplace question.

The difficulty far exceeds the internal cleanup of the Jingu family, the retinue management, and the security deployment.

Just as she was struggling to find the words, she suddenly noticed that the light and shadow below the crack in the door had changed.

Inside the room, a shadow was approaching the door.

It's very light.

very slow.

Silently.

Jingu Yoshiko was still eavesdropping there, completely unaware of the problem or the impending doom she was about to face.

The short-haired woman's pupils contracted slightly.

She wanted to offer a reminder.

But it was too late.

The door opened at some point.

Yoshiko Jingu was pressed against the door, but when it opened, she lost her balance and fell straight inside.

Under normal circumstances, she should have fallen to the ground.

But not this time.

Because she pounced on something soft and fragrant.

It's very soft.

It smells very good too.

Jingu Yoshiko instinctively rubbed against him, her head still a little dazed.

Huh?

When did the door panels become so comfortable?

The next second, she slowly raised her head.

Jingu Aoko stood inside the doorway, looking down at her mother who was nestled against her chest, her face expressionless.

Kuroba Shido sat in the room, his eyes wide open.

The short-haired woman stood outside in the corridor, her pupils dilating in shock.

The air was eerily quiet.

Shingu Miko blinked, as if she was only now realizing where she had fallen.

She very naturally let go, took a half step back, and even helped Aoko Shinomiya straighten the collar of her nightgown.

"Oh dear, Aoko, Mommy was just passing by."

Aoko Jingu: "..."

Jingu Miko looked up at the sky: "The moonlight is really nice tonight. Mom suddenly remembered that Da Mei is still in her room, so she'll go back first. I won't disturb you any longer..."

As she spoke, she turned around very naturally.

The movements were fluid and graceful.

It was as if the person who had been eavesdropping at the door wasn't her, and the person who had pounced on Aoko wasn't her either.

Aoko Jingu reached out and grabbed the back of her collar.

Yoshiko Jingu froze.

"Um... well, Xiao Qingqing, it seems your hand accidentally grabbed my clothes..."

Aoko Jingu said in a calm voice, "Come in."

"Mom thinks it's better not to interfere in the affairs of young people."

"Come in."

"Actually, Mom suddenly remembered that she still had some official business to attend to. As the head of the Jingu family, Mom is very busy every day..."

"Come in."

the third time.

Miko Jingu: "..."

goodong...

Jingu Yoshiko's forehead was covered in cold sweat as she recalled once again the fear of being dominated by her daughter... Her legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

But as the saying goes, the best way to overcome fear is to face it. Keep going... You can do it!

Dry!

After a bowl of inspirational chicken soup, Miko Jingu felt full of energy, much like Daimi after she was on drugs, feeling like she could arm wrestle with Daikoku again...

She glanced back at Aoko Jingu, then at the short stick that had somehow reappeared beside Aoko Jingu, and her smile gradually became more docile.

"Okay."

boom.

The door closed again.

The short-haired woman stood outside the door, hearing a brief silence inside, followed by familiar voices.

"Qingzi, let Mom explain..."

"Bang."

"ah--"

"Mom was really just passing by!"

"Bang."

"I was wrong, I won't eavesdrop next time!"

"Bang."

"At least bring a stethoscope next time!"

"Bang."

"Ahhhhh—"

Short-haired woman: "..."

I'm sorry, Master, it's my fault for being useless.

The short-haired woman was reduced to an incompetent subordinate, only able to watch helplessly as her master fell asleep and went off to enjoy his life, unable to do anything about it.

pain.

It hurts too much.

Inside the room, Yoshiko Jingu finally got her wish and stayed.

Good news, you can hear it now.

And it's no longer blurry; it's audible very clearly.

Bad news, I heard it all too clearly.

She could hear every single blow clearly, so clearly that she could even feel the terrible price she was paying for eavesdropping.

Jingu Yoshiko lay on the carpet, her eyes vacant, the band-aid on her face slightly crooked, and the corners of her mouth still held a smile that said, "I still want to struggle, but I can't struggle anymore."

She finally heard what she wanted to hear.

The price was that I myself became background noise in the room.

Kuroba Shido sat at the low table in the room, his back straight, his hands on his knees, his face full of honesty.

Very honest.

He was as obedient as a troubled teenager who had just been dragged into the teacher's office, with his accomplice beaten unconscious next to him, so he had to start behaving properly even when he was breathing.

His forehead was covered in sweat.

Especially after seeing the scene of Jingu Miko lying on the ground enjoying herself, Kuroba Shido's will to survive has undergone an epic evolution.

The wife has been beaten like this.

Who does he think he is?

He was just a poor, weak, helpless, and handsome young man from Tokyo with a large black coat.

Across from him, Aoko Jingu sat in a chair.

She had just finished showering, her long black hair still slightly damp, the ends draped over her shoulders. The moisture added an inexplicable languor to her usually cold and sharp features.

He wore a dark robe with a thin coat over it. The neckline wasn't high, revealing his fair and slender neck and delicate collarbone. His legs were crossed, and his toes lightly touched the carpet. He exuded a nonchalant yet authoritative aura.

She rested her face on one hand.

Place your other hand on your knee.

The short stick was right next to her, very close to her hand.

That posture was excessively beautiful, and excessively arrogant.

She was like a young lady sitting on a throne, interrogating a prisoner.

Kuroba Shido kept his eyes down, his nose closed, and his mind frantically recited the Tokyo survival rules.

First, don't be sarcastic or mean-spirited.

Second, do not run away.

Third, do not mention Kiyoshi Miyazaki in front of Aoko Jingu for the time being.

Fourth, if you accidentally mention it, immediately slide to your knees.

Fifth, if necessary, the wife can be sacrificed.

Aoko Jingu looked at him.

"Speak."

Kuroba Shido immediately looked up: "What did you say?"

Jingu Aoko didn't say anything.

He merely glanced at them indifferently.

Shido Kuroba instantly realized that his answer was not safe.

"I'll tell you everything, Aoko. I'll say whatever you want to hear!"

Jingu Aoko smiled enigmatically: "The school's been quite lively lately."

Kuroba Shido's heart skipped a beat.

coming.

The interrogation by the Tokyo High-Level Bureau has begun.

"Is it lively? It's alright. I'm usually a low-key person and don't pay much attention to school gossip."

Aoko Jingu tilted her head slightly: "Not following?"

Kuroba Shido nodded: "Yes, I am single-mindedly focused on my studies, oblivious to everything else, and think about how to change my destiny with knowledge all day long."

The person on the ground, Miko, moved slightly.

It's like being so disgusted by that sentence that it brought me back to life.

Jingu Aoko stared at him for a while, then suddenly picked up her phone and tapped the screen with her fingertip.

"Then what are these?"

She pushed the phone towards her.

On the screen are screenshots of several posts from the Kamikawa University forum.

Kuroba Shido only glanced at it before his eyelids began to twitch wildly.

What? "Minister Miyazaki suspected of being seen with a mysterious gigolo"?

What is this about "Kuroba Shido being either a member of the Jingu family or Miyazaki's new experimental subject"?

What is this "mystery surrounding the three-way relationship between Chairman Onodera, Department Head Miyazaki, and Lady Jingu"?

There's an even more outrageous one.

[On the Strategic Value of a Disabled Handsome Boy in the Elite Family Niche at Shenchuan University]

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

This school is hopeless.

Does Yamamoto Onigiri actually work part-time on the forum?

Why do all the titles sound like submissions from the "ghostly" (parody/meme) section?

Aoko Jingu looked at him: "Explain."

Kuroba Shido swallowed hard.

"Aoko, you have to believe me. These are all rumors, slander, and the cruel persecution of poor Tokyo pretty boys by capitalist school forums."

Aoko Jingu smiled.

The smile was faint.

But Shido Kuroba felt a chill run down his spine.

"Where's Miyazaki Kiyoshi?"

Kuroba Shido's heart skipped a beat again.

He finally understood.

What Jingu Aoko really wanted to ask wasn't whether the school was lively or not, nor how outrageous the forum titles were, but rather Miyazaki Kiyoshi.

To be precise, it's about Kiyoshi Miyazaki and what's been happening to him at school lately.

Shido Kuroba's expression instantly turned serious.

"Aoko, Minister Miyazaki is just a minister."

Jingu Aoko remained silent.

She simply looked at him, her eyes as calm as a bottomless lake.

Kuroba Shido dared not gamble.

He decisively lowered his head and opened the salted fish guide.

[Current state: Unhappy, irritable, irritable because of the teenager's emotional infidelity, which is affecting even work. I've been feeling suppressed all day and am now on the verge of exploding...]

[Salted Fish Guide: Immediately soothe her, avoid provocation, and prevent escape... Endure humiliation and bear the burden; a gentleman's revenge is never too late. Finally, outlast the girl and enjoy the thrill of it!]

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

Tongzi, after being with me for so long, you're still the only one who hasn't changed your original intentions. You're still so young. The day you change for the better, he'll start to wonder if there's something even bigger waiting for him behind you. After all, that's the kind of thing a heartless Tongzi would do.

As for Aoko Jingu, she surprised Shido Kuroba somewhat...

They clearly care, but they just won't say it directly.

They were clearly unhappy, but they still had to sit there and pretend to be interrogating someone about school discipline.

What was unexpected wasn't Aoko Jingu's possessiveness, but rather that she was upset because she suspected him of emotional infidelity...

The difference here is huge. Could it be that this wicked old woman really lusts after his body?

Or is it some advanced fishing technique, where the moment the fish bites the hook, it's immediately hoisted up, then given a couple of hard whacks with the stick, ending up as a woman lying on the ground...

Kuroba Shido glanced at Jingu Miko, who was still lying on the ground enjoying herself, and fell silent...

Ultimately, they made a decision that went against their ancestors' wishes!

He immediately looked up, his eyes sincere, his tone firm.

"Aoko, there's something I need to clarify."

Aoko Jingu raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"

"In my whole life, I will only love you."

Jingu no Miko on the ground: "..."

Her eyelids twitched.

I overheard it.

Worth it.

Jingu Aoko looked at Kuroba Shido, her lips seemed to twitch slightly, but she quickly suppressed it.

"continue."

Kuroba Shido was secretly delighted.

effective.

There is a play!

He immediately switched to the free version of cheesy pickup lines output mode.

"Aoko, you know what? I used to think Tokyo was huge, so huge that a poor guy like me had to pay attention to the price of a bowl of ramen. But then I realized that no matter how big Tokyo is, it can't be bigger than my heart that wants to see you."

Aoko Jingu: "..."

Kuroba Shido continued, "If Kamikawa University is a dangerous forest, then you are the only lighthouse in it. Although this lighthouse sometimes fires shots, sometimes beats people, and sometimes uses the retainers of the Jingu family to surround me, it does not affect its ability to illuminate my poor and fragile life."

Aoko Jingu: "..."

She tapped the tabletop lightly with her finger.

The status of the salted fish has begun to change according to the guide.

[Current Status: Displeasure → Slight Fluctuation]

Kuroba Shido's eyes lit up.

Stable.

He immediately intensified his efforts.

"Miyazaki is just the club president, Onodera is just the student council president, Sawamura Ritsu is just a gamer, Amamiya-sensei is just a refresh point administrator, and Yamamoto-sensei is just an evil rice ball head."

Kuroba Shido patted his chest: "But Aoko is different."

Aoko Jingu: "How is it different?"

"You are my Aoko."

The air was quiet.

The woman on the ground, Miko, suddenly opened her eyes a crack.

Wow.

How could Koshido be so skilled?

Judging from Xiao Qingqing's reaction, she seemed to be quite receptive to this tactic. Silently, Jingu Miko secretly memorized it, planning to use the same words that Kuroba Shido was saying next time she caused trouble.

Awakening maternal instincts and all that...

Haha, she really is a genius!

Kuroba Shido continued, "Although you can be fierce at times, vicious at times, and sometimes send people to the Jingu family without a second thought, I know that these are all ways you express your concern."

Aoko Jingu: "I told you to come over here out of concern?"

Kuroba Shido nodded: "Of course."

His tone was somber and heartfelt: "Others might want to leave but don't even have the chance!"

Aoko Jingu: "..."

Kuroba Shido glanced at the Salted Fish Guide.

Current status: Easing...

it is good.

well.

The young lady started to enjoy herself.

Although she still maintained a cold expression on the surface, her status updates didn't lie.

Kuroba Shido breathed a sigh of relief and decided to press his advantage to completely dispel her wariness of Miyazaki Kiyoshi.

"As for Minister Miyazaki..."

Kuroba Shido wore an expression that was very objective, very rational, and very much like someone who talks nonsense.

"Don't worry, Qingzi, she's no match for you at all."

Aoko Jingu: "Oh?"

"real."

Kuroba Shido nodded firmly: "Although the department head is very intelligent, she's too sinister. She's like a moving mind-reading surveillance camera. I don't feel safe at all when I'm with her."

Aoko Jingu lowered her eyes slightly.

"continue."

Kuroba Shido didn't notice that her finger had already tapped the phone's recording interface.

He thought he had the answer.

"Moreover, Minister Miyazaki is too cold, like a freezer in a laboratory. Getting close to him makes you feel like you're about to be dissected and studied."

"You're different, Aoko."

"You may be cold, but you're a high-class kind of cold."

"Your coldness has warmth, your fierceness has layers, and your wickedness is so reassuring."

Jingu Yoshiko, who was on the ground, had a bright look in her eyes when she heard this.

Such an abstract compliment.

But for some reason, it seems to suit Aoko quite well.

Aoko Jingu's lips finally curved into a slight smile.

Shido Kuroba saw the status bar change again.

[Current Status: Suppressing Pleasure → Mood Improving]

Steady!

Kuroba Shido felt like Wuhu was taking off.

He decided to deliver the final blow and completely eliminate Miyazaki Kiyoshi from the competition list.

"So Aoko, you really don't need to take Minister Miyazaki to heart."

Kuroba Shido said seriously, "Anyone who gets close to her is doomed, anyone who likes her suffers. Dating her is like living with an EEG lie detector every day; no normal person could handle it."

Aoko Jingu raised her eyes: "Is that so?"

"certainly."

Shido Kuroba nodded: "I have no improper thoughts about Minister Miyazaki."

"She's terrifying."

"It's terrifying."

"Anyone who likes her is a complete scumbag."

The words fell.

Jingu Aoko didn't say anything, but simply picked up her phone and tapped the screen.

The next second, Shido Kuroba's voice came clearly from the phone.

"Anyone who gets close to her is doomed, anyone who likes her suffers. Dating her is like living with an EEG lie detector every day; no normal person could handle it."

The smile on Shido Kuroba's face froze.

Aoko Jingu nodded again.

Recording continues.

"Anyone who likes her is a complete scumbag."

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

He slowly raised his head.

In front of him, Aoko Jingu opened her contact, found Kiyoshi Miyazaki, and sent him the recording she had just heard.

Sent successfully.

The room fell silent.

Shingu Miko, lying on the ground, opened her eyes wide.

As Kuroba Shido watched the message "sent successfully" appear on the screen, his soul felt as if it had been swept away by the cold winds of Tokyo Bay.

Aoko Jingu rested her chin on her hand, her tone indifferent.

"What did you just say?"

The Black Feather Warrior said, "???"