"Scum like this really exist everywhere."
Makoto sat with his legs crossed, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
Although he had known about Yu's experience from watching the anime in his past life, hearing the full story firsthand from the victim was a different experience entirely.
"So? Are you going to write it?" Makoto glanced at the torn paper on the floor.
"Who would write that!" Yu stiffened his neck.
Then he lowered his head, his eyes filled with confusion and helplessness. He didn't know what to do now, misunderstood by the whole world, not even believed by his parents.
It couldn't be helped. The quiet and reserved always end up being the ones who get hurt the most.
"How do you want to handle it?" Makoto asked slowly.
Yu looked up sharply, meeting Makoto's gaze. He opened his mouth to say something, but hesitation and fear made him stop.
Makoto's smile grew. "Don't worry about anything else. Answer with your first thought."
"Kill him."
After a brief silence, the weakness in Yu's eyes completely faded, replaced by a desperate resolve as he gritted his teeth.
Hearing this, Makoto showed a satisfied smile.
"Good. Tomorrow, let me see just how strong that resolve of yours is."
With that, Makoto stood up to leave the classroom.
"You, what exactly are you trying to do?"
By now, Yu had calmed down a bit. Looking at Makoto's tall, straight back, his eyes were filled with disbelief.
He just couldn't figure out why someone like Makoto, who dared to openly kill someone in public, would suddenly give him advice, 'What was his purpose?'
Makoto paused, half-turning his head to glance back at Yu with his left eye:
"Nothing. I just simply enjoy watching scum get killed."
Yu stared into Makoto's gaze. He didn't know why, but he felt an overwhelming presence and a dangerously captivating charm emanating from the other.
At that moment, the way Yu looked at Makoto was as if Vanilla Ice were looking at Dio.
Even villains have a savior for villains.
…
The next morning, Makoto felt a soft, warm, moist sensation on both cheeks.
He slowly opened his sleepy eyes and saw that the Aizono sisters, Marina and Airi, were already dressed neatly in their fresh Shuchi'in Academy uniforms, their pretty faces close to his, their eyes full of smiles.
"Makoto, we're heading out now~"
The sisters' soft, sweet voices called out affectionately beside his cheek.
Makoto waved his hand lazily, bidding them a sleepy farewell.
It was rare for him to wake up late today.
Well, he had come back late last night anyway, and then had been busy with the two of them, so he had slept pretty deeply.
After dozing a bit longer, Makoto got up and left his room. As he reached the living room, he ran into Aizono Kayoko, who was about to leave for work.
"Kayoko-san, morning." Makoto casually greeted her as he put on his clothes.
"Makoto, good morning..."
Kayoko quickly averted her gaze, her cheeks slightly flushed.
Seeing the firm, toned chest muscles casually exposed at the collar of his shirt, Kayoko couldn't help but swallow discreetly, a wave of heat rising within her.
Last night, her ears had been tormented again for an entire night by the sounds coming from the room next door.
Counting the over four years spent in the other world, it had been almost five years that she had endured such suffering.
Five years! Five years!
Do you know how she's lived these five years? Do you know?
Watching Makoto bend down to put on his shoes, Kayoko pretended to be calm and asked, "Makoto, are you going out?"
"Yeah, there's a good show to watch." Makoto replied without looking up.
With that, Makoto waved his hand and walked straight out the door.
Kayoko, as if in a daze, quickly walked into her daughters' room. After closing the door, she took a deep breath. The room still held the lingering scent of Makoto.
Her eyes grew increasingly hazy. Finally, unable to suppress the turmoil in her heart any longer, she threw herself onto the soft bed where Makoto and her two daughters had slept the night before.
Kayoko clutched the bedding tightly, greedily inhaling the remaining scent, her body squirming on the bed like a worm.
…
In the Service Club's activity room at Shuchi'in Academy's high school division.
A place usually occupied only by Yukino was now packed with many students.
Upon closer inspection, these figures were all game players who had previously traveled to the Naruto World. Everyone was present except for Aki Tomoya and Kinoshita Kazuya.
"Yukinoshita, I gathered everyone for you, what exactly do you want?"
Shizuka crossed her arms, her gaze fixed intently on the girl sitting calmly in the center.
She felt this younger sister was even more troublesome than that older sister from back in the day.
Yukino looked up at the players with varying expressions and slowly spoke: "My father died of a heart attack yesterday."
As her words fell, the pupils of the players present all contracted, instantly recalling the scene before returning to the real world… the head of the Yukinoshita Family struck down in one blow by that strange, tanuki-like creature.
They also remembered the prompt from the Reincarnation System when they first crossed over: those who died in the other world would also die in the real world.
It seemed it wasn't a joke after all.
Hayato, standing in the crowd, swallowed hard and added, "Kakeru... also died of a heart attack yesterday."
With that simple sentence, the atmosphere in the activity room froze instantly, everyone falling into dead silence.
"Okay, we got it. Can we leave now?"
Airi finally spoke, her tone clearly impatient.
It wasn't her family member who died… she simply didn't care.
Besides, with Makoto backing her, Airi was always domineering in front of outsiders.
"It's not over yet."
Yukino glanced at this former teammate who had often clashed with her in the Naruto World and continued, "I hope everyone can join the service club."
"Yukinoshita, have you gone crazy?"
Hachiman, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up.
As someone who had been invited by Yukino once before, he knew all too well the original purpose of this club… to catch Makoto.
But the problem was, was the current Makoto someone she could afford to provoke?
Especially with Airi, Marina, and other die-hard fans of Makoto right in front of her.
Utaha, Megumi, and the others would never agree either. How could she dare to say such a thing in front of this group?
Haruno stepped forward and patted Hachiman on the shoulder. "Hikigaya-kun, calm down. My sister isn't that stupid."
Hachiman frowned tightly, opened his mouth, but said no more.
Yukino continued, "I hope everyone joins this club to monitor each other and not use that power in the real world. Otherwise, this world will descend into chaos."
Hearing this, everyone present showed completely different expressions. Some were disdainful, some hesitant, some thoughtful.
Only Shizuka was utterly confused. She frowned, her face full of bewilderment as she asked, "That power? What do you mean?"
'What's going on? Why do I feel like I'm the only one who doesn't know...'
"Heh~"
Suddenly, Utaha let out a low laugh, her black stockings gleaming dazzlingly in the sunlight. "Yukinoshita-kohai, you're more naive than I thought."
Utaha glanced at this kohai she had bested in the other world, a mocking smile curling at her lips. "You've crossed over one more time than us, yet you still can't see the situation? The number of people crossing over the second time was several times more than the first. This situation will only get worse. More and more people will gain superpowers. With your strength, do you think you can control everyone?"
Yukino frowned deeply, her tone icy. "Please don't make excuses to do whatever you want."
In her view, Utaha simply wanted to use the power gained in the other world to run amok in the real world.
Utaha's expression instantly turned cold. Her fingertips moved slightly, and a kunai slipped out from her sleeve, held firmly in her palm. "Do you want to test how sharp my kunai is?"
If Konohamaru were present, he might not resist saying… Sis, who did you learn that line from?