Super Fighting Tokyo.

Upon hearing this, the underlings who had been spying secretly rejoiced.

As expected of Oliva, whose age and status surpass Shiraki Sei, he was able to respond flawlessly and even quite elegantly!

To the underlings' utter surprise, Bai Mucheng immediately sighed.

"Brother Oliva, your answer is really proper."

"Faced with my rude provocation, you, as the elder and the recognized 'Unbound One,' gave a reassuring response."

"It's practically something that could be written into the answer key!"

"Put the standard of 'freedom' there, and you, as the gatekeeper of 'freedom,' make a fixed response."

"How could the world-renowned 'Unbound Ones' possibly be truly angered by a mere martial arts school owner like me?"

"You must be elegant, you must suppress your anger, and you must show your composure..."

Bai Mucheng slightly raised his chin as he analyzed the situation.

"So you're called the freest man on earth, but at least for now, you're not truly free."

"..."

These words made the underlings outside break out in a cold sweat, and some of them even had their clothes soaked through.

But Oliva had clearly managed to control his facial expressions.

"Brother, you're really strange!"

"I just bought too many books! And you're already buying video games and answer keys, are you trying to find more entertainment?"

As he spoke, Oliva stood up, forcibly pulled Shiraki Seiya up from the sofa, dragged him to the bookshelf, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Here's a solution. I don't have time to read them all anyway, so I'll give you a few books to keep you entertained. You can take them all, no problem! Don't be shy!"

"..."

Bai Mu accepted the disrespect.

However, as he was selecting books, he couldn't help but smile faintly.

"Did you know? Unlike adventure games, whether it's fighting or brawling, you can do it all with your bare hands, so you can go into battle lightly equipped."

"No backpack needed, no props needed..."

As he spoke, Shiramu Cheng picked out a thin firearms magazine, as he had recently wanted to learn about the various parts.

"This thickness is just right; there's no need for anything more."

"I'll have to pay you back, so don't you dare try to run away..."

Shiraki Cheng simply took the magazine, thanked Oliva for his hospitality, then turned and left, pushing open the door and walking out.

The henchmen outside the door quickly made way upon seeing this, exclaiming, "...Whoa!"

They were terrified of being caught between Oliva and Shiraki, and didn't even dare to be caught in each other's gaze, so they all retreated one by one.

Until the very end, I watched Shiraki Shigeki leave with a magazine in his hand.

"..."

"Hey……"

"Hello……!"

Oliva called out twice casually, and the underlings outside the door finally snapped out of their daze and noticed that Oliva was calling them.

“Mr. Oliva, you, you said…”

"Honestly, young people these days just don't know how to be polite."

Oliva looked helpless but spoke in a relaxed tone, like a parent complaining to a colleague about their child, "Don't they know how to close the door behind them?"

"oh oh……"

The underlings realized what was happening and quickly closed the door to the guest room.

At the moment the door lock jammed, the henchmen could clearly hear a "rumbling" sound of wind coming from the reception room, as if a tornado was blowing.

Rumble—!

In an instant, it was as if an earthquake had struck; the entire villa trembled, making the henchmen's feet itch and even feel a little numb.

The newly renovated villa gate was also shaken open, falling apart like a jigsaw puzzle.

Splash...

The door to the reception room was sturdy, but the wooden planks on the wall next to it couldn't withstand the weight and collapsed along with a shelf, causing half of the wall to crumble.

The younger men turned to look and, through the collapsed wall, saw the situation inside the reception room.

There, a "pit" appeared under Oliva's feet, as if a fist-thick iron nail had been driven into the ground with great force.

Cracks were visible on the surrounding floor tiles, spreading all the way to the load-bearing wall not far away, and even cracking down to the ceiling beams!

That's... a fist?

Oliva's punch slammed into the ground, almost completely destroying the already hastily repaired villa and turning it into a dangerous building!

"Oh, please be careful."

Oliva turned to his underlings and smiled elegantly, "Inner City is really dangerous. They even planted a bomb under the villa. I hope no one got hurt?"

"..."

The underlings dared not reply, their faces turning deathly pale with fright.

After all, it's easy to guess that it wasn't a bomb explosion, but rather a furious punch thrown by Oliva in frustration.

With just one punch, he turned a villa into a dangerous building, as if it would collapse at the slightest push!

"Gentlemen, it's dangerous here. Let's get out of here as soon as possible."

Oliva snapped his fingers and reminded him, "By the way, please prepare a room with good soundproofing for me. I have an important international call to make in a little while."

"I have to go now, to carefully select a beautiful bouquet of flowers."

……

……

Since it was a request from "Unbound One" Oliva, the underlings of the Tokita district would naturally do their best to fulfill it.

They quickly prepared a new room.

By the time everything was arranged, it was already evening.

Oliva returned to his room and closed the door tightly.

One of the younger men asked curiously, "Who is Mr. Oliva going to call?"

A well-informed intelligence broker whispered, "It's said that the call was to his girlfriend. Mr. Oliva and his lover are living together in an Arizona state prison."

"Huh? Living together in prison?"

"What an absolute beauty she must be to satisfy that [Unbound One]!"

"Probably, but I don't have that kind of information. After all, no one has seen that lover, and no one dares to investigate."

"..."

Meanwhile, in a private room.

Oliva had changed into a formal suit, and his bow tie and handkerchief were perfectly matched, showing great care.

Even during video calls, he meticulously applied perfume, as if afraid of making even the slightest mistake.

All of this was for that "lover" who was far away in Arizona state prison in the United States.

—Maria.

Whenever he thinks of her, Oliva feels that there are simply too few words in the world.

In fact, there is no word that expresses my love for Mary better than "I love you"!

"..."

Holding the roses he had personally selected, Oliva placed the phone on the table, solemnly dialed the video call, and waited patiently.

Each ring of the bell evokes a deep, heartfelt thrill within his body, which boasts the world's most muscular physique.

That indescribable feeling transcended love!

Ah, Maria...

No matter what happens, I want to see you, every single day.

For someone like me, who's known as the most capricious person in America, for someone like me, who's known as the strongest in America...

Seeing you—this daily obligation, or rather, ritual, is actually my only peace and rest.

"..."

It's strange—

Oliva suddenly remembered that he had just been provoked by Shiraki Cheng, and had even been so furious that he had destroyed an apartment building.

Even so, that kind of thing still doesn't affect the present moment.

Even if Bai Mucheng were to return now, even if the other party pointed his finger at him and cursed him, he would not be angry at all; he only wanted to see Maria.

After all, any impurity will dilute the love in this moment.

Is this some kind of dating sim...?

Oliva chuckled softly.

I see. I remember this type of game doesn't require much prior knowledge...

Chapter 480 The Answer Was Irrelevant to the Question

It was evening in the inner city.