Fighting you is like being in jail.

Suddenly, a baby-like, adorable laugh rang out, and at the same time, a childlike melody began.

"The Teletubbies are out playing on a faraway hill!"

"Teletubbies time! Teletubbies time!"

"Dingding! Didi! Lala! Pengpeng!"

At this moment, Sima Weizhi was so frightened by the scene in front of her that her brain was pumping. Who wouldn't be afraid or terrified?

Imagine coming home to find four Teletubbies standing in your living room. Anyone would find that unsettling, let alone Sima Weizhi, who is just a teenager.

The next second, as Sima Weizhi's brain pumped, the blue Teletubby unleashed a powerful aura, pointed at Sima Weizhi, and roared.

"So your name is Sima Heavy Industry, huh?!"

"Brothers, let's charge together!"

"Fuck your teeth!"

"Kouya—!"

“Ah——!”

Four Teletubbies of different colors grabbed stools and rushed towards Sima Weizhi.

"You, you, don't come any closer! Aaaaaaaah!"

Sima Weizhi screamed as she realized what was happening. She felt her toes were being gripped tightly, and it was too late to escape; there was absolutely no chance.

"Hey! Ha! Crack!"

"Sima! Sima! Attack!"

"A bowl of shrimp!"

"Eat my Teletubbies Ultimate Insulting Explosive Punch!"

Crackle crackle crackle crackle crackle crackle...

"Aaaaaah! Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! I've done nothing to you, why are you hitting me like this! I'm a girl!"

Sima Weizhi screamed in terror, curled up on the ground, covered her head as she was hit, desperately protecting her face, determined to keep it from being hit no matter what.

"A girl? We won't hit someone who isn't a girl!"

"Girls deserve to be hit even more! I've never hit a girl in my entire life! Hehehehe!"

"Such a cute girl would cry for a long time if she were beaten up, right?"

"I think...maybe we shouldn't?"

"?"

Instantly, everyone looked at the red Teletubby and fell into a brief silence.

But it doesn't matter!

Even if one less person is fighting, it's still fighting; their kindness is commendable.

Then the stomping didn't stop, and joyful sounds of beatings echoed from the spacious entrance hall.

The red Teletubby looked around and felt a little out of place, but eventually joined in.

crackling crackling crackling crackling crackling

That day, every single employee of Sima Heavy Industry, from top to bottom, saw the Teletubbies in the middle of the night.

He even dreamed of four Teletubbies of different colors laughing around him.

"Quack! Don't bite!!"

The next day, in the morning.

When Sima Heavy Industry employees arrived at work, everyone had bruises and swelling on their faces and wore masks. It wasn't that they didn't want to take leave, but rather that too many people were asking for leave, making it impossible to get one.

During the morning's routine meeting, the senior executives instantly understood everything upon seeing each other's bruised and swollen faces; it seemed they weren't the only ones suffering.

Yesterday I smoked three packs of cigarettes and tried to guess who my enemies were, but I still couldn't figure out who was behind it.

It now appears that the problem wasn't with us, but with Sima Heavy Industries.

But with such a huge scandal, it's difficult to even report it to the police.

You can't exactly tell the police you were ambushed and beaten up in your home in the middle of the night by four different colored plush toys, can you...?

The police department is probably just enjoying the show, but they likely won't find out anything of substance.

These kinds of things... you just have to swallow your pride and accept it.

"We at Sima Heavy Industry haven't offended anyone recently..."

"Yeah, who the hell is so despicable!"

"This matter absolutely cannot be left like this!"

"How do you investigate? Do you have any leads?"

“…”

"..."

Everyone was in a difficult situation and couldn't explain themselves. There were absolutely no clues, and even their own security cameras didn't show how they got there; they only had footage of themselves being beaten.

……

At the prestigious school, Sima Miori sat in the classroom, bandaged and bewildered. Her miserable state made Kisara laugh uncontrollably upon hearing the news.

"Hahahaha! Isn't this our Miss Sima? What happened? Did someone ambush you on your way home in an alley?"

"You bastard! I'm already in such a miserable state, and you still dare to laugh at me!"

"Pfft—! So why are you still coming to school when you're in such a miserable state?"

"Do you think I want this? The school is the only slightly safe place right now!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Amidst the cheerful laughter of the wooden sirens, Sima Weizhi gritted her teeth, pulled at her wound, and gasped for breath.

......

On the other side, Hachiman sat by the roadside yawning. He hadn't slept all night and was initially reluctant, but eventually joined in.

What a fulfilling night.

They fought their way from the east side of the city to the west side without ever getting tired; it was incredibly dashing.

"but……………………

"How could Sima Miori like Rentaro... She must be blind."

He stared at him with dead fish eyes, full of disdain.

"What if it's Tendo Kisara? It seems, maybe, probably, possibly..."

Back when I was at the agency, I saw the relationship between Shiba Miori and Kisara. They were like oil and water, but at least we knew each other and could get to know each other better.

A little while later, at school.

Hikigaya explained his purpose to Kisara, but Kisara couldn't stop laughing as soon as he heard the name Shiba Miori.

In the end, Hikigaya was introduced to Shiba Miori, who was wearing bandages, and she couldn't stop laughing.

"Enough! How long have you been laughing? Isn't that enough?!" Sima Weizhi gritted her teeth and glared with wide eyes, her eyes peeking out from the gaps in the bandages filled with murderous intent.

Hachiman, who was standing nearby, felt guilty seeing this. He had just beaten her up yesterday and was now trying to do business with her. Luckily, he had disguised himself yesterday.

Thinking about it carefully, I feel so damn stupid.

I feel like hitting myself.

"I won't laugh, I won't laugh... You guys talk first..." Kisara waved his hand, suppressing a laugh, and turned to leave.

Hikigaya and Shiba Miori were left staring at each other awkwardly, which was quite a subtle situation.

After a moment, Sima Weizhi took a deep breath to calm herself down and said gracefully:

"I'm sorry, something unexpected happened at home. Please excuse my poor appearance."

"No no……"

I hit her, and she was still polite to me.

My conscience is aching...

Hachiman felt as if his heart was being torn apart, and the pangs of conscience seemed endless.

At this moment, Sima Weizhi became serious, picked up his fan, and said solemnly:

"I've already heard about your situation from that guy Tiantong. You want to buy chromium, right?"

"Yes, I don't know the price."

"If it weren't for Tendo's sake, ordinary people wouldn't be able to buy it. I'm sure you know that, right?"

“I know… I went to your company to inquire yesterday. That’s why I asked Miss Tiantong for a referral.”

"Then let's be frank, how much do you need?" Sima Weizhi's eyes, hidden beneath bandages, flashed with a sharp light, exuding the aura of a powerful woman.

"We need to build an area outside the city, which requires a huge amount of ruthenium metal, estimated to be over 10,000 tons."

“This is a big deal.” Sima Miori narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing Hikigaya.

It's completely unexpected that Hikigaya has such enormous financial resources. Such a large demand must belong to a certain conglomerate, but we haven't heard of any conglomerate taking any action recently.

"Could you reveal which official is behind you?"

"This is a principle that cannot be spoken of," Hachiman said expressionlessly, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

"Alright, I'll have someone contact you about the price, and you can discuss it then. I have to say, such a big client... most people wouldn't dare take it on. I suppose the person who heard about this yesterday felt the same way, which is why they hesitated?"

“…”

Yesterday, as soon as I mentioned buying, your people told me to leave without saying a word... Ha!

Hikigaya's lips twitched, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

Sima Weizhi naturally noticed this action and nodded thoughtfully, as if he understood that something must have happened yesterday.

and many more!

Her pupils suddenly contracted, and the Teletubbies began to play.

I just refused yesterday, and last night I got beaten up... Could it be...?

Huh? No way!

But only in this situation can one understand being inexplicably beaten up, and by the entire conglomerate.

This involves thousands or even tens of thousands of people...

If that's really the case... how terrifying must the power behind him be...?

No, that's impossible. Who would do something like that just to vent their anger? Besides, didn't he come here through Tiantong's connections?

Isn't there a way? There's no need to do something like that.

Sima Weizhi, who had a hunch, found it increasingly absurd and impossible, no matter how she thought about it, and the other party had no reason whatsoever.

Afterwards, Hikigaya and Sima Heavy Industries reached an agreement on the terms, which involved a huge sum of money. Leng Chang's small workshop immediately began to operate at full capacity, and the printing press was almost smoking.

In the chat group,

Leng Chang: It's so spicy! My money printing press is smoking!

Homura Akemi:

Madoka Kaname: Why are you so fixated on small workshops? Sigh...

Hikigaya: If you have the capability, why not just change the bank card information directly?

Leng Chang: That's soulless! Thumbs down!

Hikigaya:

Kitahara Iori: Kazuma, the foreman is calling for dinner.

Kazuma Sato: Here they come, wait a minute! What the hell, there's a foreman too? Aren't we the foremen?