I Became the Savior on the Fourth Day of Disaster - Chapter 79: Viewing Room 8 (Including 25k Nutrient Fluid Bonus) Awkward...

Chapter 79: Viewing Room 8 (Including 25k Nutrient Fluid Bonus) Awkward…

The one Yunxi paid special attention to was Shirase, who always spoke ill of Yunxi.

Unfortunately, even after being beaten up, Shirase still didn’t think his actions were problematic.

Watching this scene, Nakahara Chuuya should have had many thoughts.

But now, just as Chuuya’s brain had barely recovered from Yunxi’s outrageous statements, he saw Yunxi viciously strike Shirase and heard Yunxi’s scornful laugh:

Do you really think you’re being kind?

Many of Chuuya’s thoughts became unspeakable.

Chuuya suddenly felt that Shirase back then was somewhat inexplicable too.

Right, what exactly was the other party being kind about on his behalf?

Ozaki Kouyou stole several glances at Chuuya and suddenly felt Yunxi’s words indeed had merit.

She repeated Yunxi’s words: Smooth mammary pathways are forged through one’s own punches and kicks…

Mori Ōgai: ???

What was Executive Kouyou doing?

Mori Ōgai wanted to speak, but the large screen then focused on Singularity Rimbaud. Not wanting to conflict with Verlaine, Mori Ōgai wisely kept quiet.

Singularity Rimbaud was suspecting whether Yunxi was non-human, or whether he himself had drifted too far from humanity after becoming a singularity.

Verlaine instantly snapped out of his longing for his dear friend and stated expressionlessly: Yunxi-kun is not non-human.

His dear friend hadn’t drifted far from humanity either!

Gogol, who had only been chuckling softly with pfft pfft sounds, suddenly spread his cloak open upon hearing this and cheerfully declared: Correct! Actually, it’s just that little Yunxi is too far from both humans and non-humans!

The rest of the Viewing Room: …

So you knew all along!

After finishing the beating, Yunxi finally left.

He planned to deliver both the video of Singularity Rimbaud and his beating of GSS and the little Sheep to Nakahara Chuuya today.

But Yunxi’s method wasn’t to directly hand the materials to Chuuya or secretly slip them in. Instead, he dragged Chuuya’s pompadour-subordinate underground for a thorough beating.

During the process, Yunxi only asked Do you yield? without explaining what he wanted done.

Pompadour-subordinate: I yield.

Yunxi stopped.

Nakahara Chuuya: …?

A verbal I yield was enough?

Yunxi is insane!

Kunikida was equally speechless. He could tolerate the first half, but the second half was simply unbearable: What does ‘doing well rewards the other with treating themselves to KFC Crazy Thursday, doing poorly earns 800 slaps from Yunxi’ mean? Are these actually a reward and a punishment?

Already being stingy by making others pay for their own KFC, and unwilling to spend money… It’s not like Yunxi is actually that poor, can’t he stop being so miserly!

These details weren’t important. Yunxi waited a moment until the pompadour-subordinate nodded, then immediately turned and tunneled away from the Port Mafia.

Though when Yunxi returned, he accidentally dug slightly off course, his head emerging right beside Fyodor’s feet.

The Viewing Room crowd originally wanted to say how terrible it would be if Yunxi accidentally dug right under Fyodor.

But after seeing Fyodor’s internal monologue displayed on the large screen, all their thoughts turned to confusion.

Gogol was puzzled: Hmm, Fyodor-kun, just by not eating bean pods, can you forgive little Yunxi?

Fyodor: [Remains silent]

Because this request was practically a pipe dream.

The next day, Fyodor was eating bean pods again.

Gogol: Uh.

This was the first time Gogol had so clearly realized how much his best friend could endure. Meanwhile, Yunxi continued to unleash area-of-effect damage.

Yunxi asked Ivan whether his cerebral cortex had smoothed out after losing the capacity for pain, turning him into a free butterfly.

Gogol looked up, confused: Is little Yunxi this concerned about Ivan-kun’s surgery?

Yunxi was somewhat concerned, but not overly so.

He soon reached an absurd conclusion: Your brain was injected with hyaluronic acid…

Gogol: Cough, cough, cough!

Nakajima Atsushi was utterly shocked: Is Yunxi-kun mocking Ivan-kun for having no brain folds?

That had to be it!

Since this seemed to be the case, Ivan—who had maintained a silent smile in the Viewing Room—finally spoke: I was not injected with such a thing by my master. My master’s surgery is far more complex than that.

The others in the Viewing Room: Well, they believed him…

The atmosphere grew strangely tense until Mori Ōgai was the first to notice a key detail in the materials shown on the large screen in front of Fyodor.

The [Dragon Head Conflict] has begun in that world, Mori Ōgai’s eyes darkened. An 88-day inheritance war that caused countless deaths in Yokohama…

The Yokohama natives in the Viewing Room: ???!!

Dazai Osamu’s voice cut in abruptly: The death toll in that world’s [Dragon Head Conflict] won’t surpass ours. After all, nearly all mafia organizations are targeting GSS for defaulting on loans, while GSS keeps retaliating against the Port Mafia… It’s not complete chaos.

The non-Port Mafia members from Yokohama relaxed again.

GSS and the Port Mafia were truly unlucky… but that was fine! As long as it wasn’t them suffering!

They’d remember GSS and the Port Mafia’s contributions on behalf of the ordinary people in that parallel world!

Meanwhile, on the large screen:

GSS was indeed under siege, but other mafia groups dared not kill them—dead men can’t repay debts.

The Port Mafia was exhausted dealing with GSS’s frenzied attacks. Mori Ōgai even summoned Nakahara Chuuya again to ask his opinion of Yunxi.

This time, Chuuya simply remained silent.

Kunikida, relieved by the lower casualty count, had time to notice other details: Nakahara-kun actually chose not to answer?

Chuuya’s internal monologue provided the explanation.

After obtaining Rimbaud’s diary and the footage of Yunxi beating up GSS and Sheep members, Chuuya had secretly grown more favorable toward Yunxi. Hearing about GSS’s current miserable state, Chuuya even felt that Yunxi only slapping his subordinates showed affection for him.

Kunikida was astounded: Nakahara-kun wanted to tell the truth but worried others wouldn’t believe him… Isn’t disbelief normal?!

If he dared, Chuuya should say it aloud! Then listen to his own words again—Kunikida wanted to know if Chuuya would laugh upon hearing himself!

Nakahara Chuuya instinctively felt a pang of guilt upon hearing this, but just then, Mori Ōgai’s voice rang out:

Yunxi-kun hits his subordinate because… he loves him?

Chuuya immediately snapped out of his guilt and explained, Not that kind of love! It’s the kind for friends…

Mori Ōgai: ?

Is that really the point here?

Nakajima Atsushi couldn’t hold back either: Nakahara-san, your bias toward Yunxi-kun is really too strong!

This level of self-delusion is almost catching up to that strange Clown!

Fortunately, Nakahara Chuuya was still working hard for the Port Mafia.

Soon, the [Dragon Head Conflict] concluded with a great victory for the Port Mafia.

Mori Ōgai finally felt somewhat relieved: In this regard, the development in that world is the same as ours.

But what was Yunxi-kun doing at this time…

Mori Ōgai’s voice abruptly cut off.

Yunxi was still taking revenge on the GSS executives.

Chuuya’s gaze toward Yunxi grew even more gentle and helpless.

Mori Ōgai: .

He should have known.

Kunikida, meanwhile, was frantically taking notes while breaking down: ‘Beaten into a grandson and still acting old’… When will he ever give up trash-talking during fights?!

Yosano, however, quite liked these remarks: ‘It’s not that you’re useless because you’re old, but that you were useless to begin with and now you’re old’—that line sounds quite useful.

She detests those who act arrogantly and rudely just because of their age!

Mori Ōgai felt as if he’d been hit by another stray bullet, but before he could speak, the scene on the large screen progressed again.

Fyodor was preparing to take Yunxi to China.

The people in the Viewing Room were shocked that this scene had arrived so quickly, and they instinctively looked toward that free-spirited Clown.

The subsequent development indeed followed this path. After learning that Fyodor had arranged for him a Chinese economic fugitive as a matching accessory, Yunxi directly asked: Can Gogol be the binding item?

The great Savior and his favorite Clown coming together to form a complete set of criminals—years later, when people mention this, it could still be called romantic!

Gogol: …Huh?

So little Yunxi not only remembers him but also wants to take him back together?

On the other side, Ookura Teruko imagined the scene of these three criminals—judging solely by the severity of their crimes, it’s unclear who would be binding whom—being tied together and shipped off to China.

Teruko couldn’t hold back: What’s so romantic about this?!

Dazai Osamu was disgusted by Yunxi’s tendency to romanticize everything. He turned to Fyodor with genuine feeling: Being able to tolerate Yunxi-kun’s abnormal mind for so long, you truly deserve to earn those intelligence funds.

Fyodor was momentarily speechless. He chose to change the subject: Let’s continue watching. What comes next is the main point, isn’t it?

Indeed, because what follows is the part where Yunxi calls Gogol to ask if he wants to come along.

But as soon as the call connected, Gogol first asked Are Yunxi and Fedya getting along well? directly derailing Yunxi’s train of thought.

After learning that Fedya was Fyodor’s nickname, Yunxi became curious about what Gogol’s nickname was.

Dazai Osamu: !!!

Bad, this is bad! My brain is sounding alarms!

Question! If the Clown says Fyodor is the Clown’s best friend, and Yunxi-kun wants to be with the Clown, then he must also accept Fyodor. What answer would Yunxi-kun give?

Almost simultaneously, everyone in the Viewing Room performed a collective eye-widening shock.

Fyodor’s pupils slightly dilated, Kunikida snapped the pen in his hand, Ozaki Kouyou’s hand trembled for the first time, Sakaguchi Ango’s jaw dropped, and Shakespeare glanced between Fyodor in the Viewing Room and Gogol…

Even the typically open-minded Hugo couldn’t help but exclaim, A three-person household wouldn’t be crowded, but this particular trio is a bit too extreme!

A [Demon] so cunning even Transcendents must be wary of him, a clown who seems mentally unstable, and a Savior who goes wild without restraint while being petty in daily life… Were they forming a family or breeding poison insects?

Shakespeare snapped back to reality and retorted, Gogol-kun and Fyodor-kun alone are already excessive. Adding Yunxi-kun might actually create some balance.

Hugo: …That does make sense.

Fyodor’s smile grew increasingly stiff until he finally couldn’t hold back: But I’ve never been with Gogol-kun, and I have absolutely no interest in romance.

So no matter how you looked at it, this shouldn’t involve him!

Gogol: Really? But the Clown always wants to share interesting things with his best friend, even in situations like this! Besides, Fyodor-kun never refused the Clown before, did you?

The expressions in the Viewing Room toward Fyodor turned peculiar again.

Must I spell it out? Fyodor’s expression completely chilled. Gogol-kun, that version of you never actually wanted ‘the three of us together’ – you just wanted to test whether Yunxi-kun would continue accepting you, didn’t you?

Gogol flustered and attempted to interrupt: The Clown…

Fyodor pressed on firmly: You’ve seen it now. Yunxi-kun considered many possibilities, but never once thought of letting you go. Are you satisfied?

The Viewing Room crowd: !!!

At this point, the atmosphere in the Viewing Room became genuinely strange.

Nakajima Atsushi whispered: I remember that clown once said he hates being restrained most of all…

Yosano interrupted: If that were true, he wouldn’t have joined [Decay of the Angel], nor would he keep calling someone his best friend.

He wasn’t some free bird – just a lying clown.

Kunikida quickly accepted Yosano’s reasoning, forcing himself to regain focus as he recorded Yunxi’s words from the screen:

Valentine’s Day is for the official partner and suffering day for the mistress. Yunxi is inherently jealous and dislikes being the other woman…

The Viewing Room crowd finally snapped out of it, staring at this seemingly meticulous blond glasses-wearing young man with expressions full of unspoken words.

Was this part really necessary to record?

But in that brief moment of distraction, Kunikida suddenly exclaimed: Yunxi fainted?

Ookura Teruko immediately looked at the large screen: What happened?

[Nothing happened. No one knew why Yunxi fainted.

But Fyodor thought Yunxi had been angered into unconsciousness by Gogol.]

[Did the evil cow, Beagle Demon King Yunxi really get angered into fainting just because of him?]

Sakaguchi Ango snapped: How can you call it ‘just because’ when it’s already extremely offensive?!

Gogol wanted to speak, but after seeing the content on the large screen, he showed a disappointed expression again: Ah, so it’s because little Yunxi got ejected from the Holographic Pod.

Sakaguchi Ango: …

So what are you disappointed about now?!

Sakaguchi Ango feared he might get so angry at these lunatics’ bizarre logic that he’d have a sudden onset of rage-induced illness. He picked up a glass of water he’d previously requested from the Viewing Room and took a sip, attempting to calm his temper.

However, the moment the water entered his mouth, he nearly spat it out.

[Yunxi was sharing about Gogol with his real-life friends.

After reciting ten minutes of flowery literary prose, Yunxi bluntly summarized: Damn, Russian hottie.]

Sakaguchi Ango: Cough cough cough!

Was there really any need to be so blunt about it?!

Hugo, however, understood something from this address. He studied Gogol for a while longer before murmuring: So it’s not just because of the white hair, but also because he’s Russian?

It made sense for Chinese people to like Russians.

Gogol: ?

Gogol wanted to ask Hugo what he meant, but from the large screen came an even louder voice.

[It was Yunxi’s breakdown cry after being questioned by his friend about what role he played in this relationship.

Fine, I’m the mistress! I·AM·THE·MISTRESS!]

Everyone in the Viewing Room: Lower your voice! LOW·ER·YOUR·VOICE!

After finally recovering their hearing, Louisa said: Yunxi-kun actually accepted this setting so quickly?

Edgar Allan Poe made a strange expression: Not only accepted it, but started imagining the three of them… living together.

Fyodor’s face became even more expressionless.

He now wanted to follow the example of Yunxi’s friend and Dazai Osamu by putting his head in a noose, but remembering his yet-unfulfilled ideals, he decided against it.

Anyway! From beginning to end, the other him never agreed to either Yunxi or Gogol, so could these two please stop defaulting to his participation?!

[Finally, Yunxi re-entered the game.

At this moment, Gogol was studying Yunxi’s invulnerable body while he was in a comatose state.The Viewing Room attendees should have been focused on the game’s strange protection mechanism, but after Yunxi pinned Gogol down and had a pupil earthquake from pressing against something, their attention took another turn.

[Whether it was that kind of unspeakable thing remained temporarily unknown, but even after Yunxi kicked Gogol away, Gogol continued feeling Yunxi up.

Yunxi felt that since he’d already tacitly allowed Gogol to touch that area on his back, the other party still feeling around his neck was completely shameless, so he shouted angrily: Careful or I’ll get so angry I’ll… be angry!]

Everyone in the Viewing Room: .

Nakahara Chuuya: This is how he gets angry when facing Gogol?!

[Not only that, the moment Gogol mentioned his nickname was Korya, Yunxi even forgot about being angry.]

Nakahara Chuuya: That’s even worse!Gogol muttered dissatisfied: The clown rarely tells others the clown’s nickname! This is very confidential information…

Fyodor glanced at Gogol.

Indeed, since Gogol’s nickname was made up on the spot when Yunxi first met him in response to his question—just a very common Russian nickname with no special meaning—even Gogol himself rarely mentioned it.

Only Yunxi-kun would take a clown’s lie so seriously.

The clown was still touching him, and Yunxi began warning the clown again to be careful or he’ll flatten and leave.

Shakespeare: Reporting with planning, delaying reports, adjusting reports… Though Yunxi-kun’s ID card has no physical form, he certainly keeps mentioning it.

By now, Dazai Osamu had finally reopened his eyes and removed his hands from his ears.

Hearing Shakespeare’s words, he thought there was nothing unacceptable left, but after seeing the content on the big screen, Dazai nearly fainted again.

Dazai Osamu: Ughhh, so why does Clown-kun keep touching Yunxi-kun’s hand? Could he really have feelings for Yunxi-kun…

Gogol said it was just a stack of spare playing card masks.

Dazai quickly accepted this explanation: So that’s what it was.

Some in the Viewing Room who knew Dazai well and were sharp-minded: …

At first, they wondered if Dazai had been dumbed down—since the clown had a space-based special ability, why would he need to carry a bunch of masks in his pants pocket? But they soon understood why Dazai thought that way.

Well… Since Dazai didn’t want to face it, they’d better not expose him.

Consider it a good deed for the day.

Yunxi apologized to Gogol, asked for a mask, and inquired about what had happened over the past few days.

When Yunxi asked about Fyodor, a clear hint of killing intent flashed in Gogol’s eyes.

Hugo suddenly grew interested: Wow, so Clown-kun really doesn’t want [the Demon] to join?

Shakespeare: Yes, how contradictory.

Louisa also whispered: It’s strange that Clown-kun spent 9 out of the 10 days Yunxi-kun was unconscious with him, as if he rushed back as soon as he heard Yunxi-kun was in trouble.

Yosano chimed in: Clown-kun must have been thrilled that the Chinese economic criminal was taken away early, right?

Unable to refute, Gogol started whistling a tune.

Sigma, beside him, silently covered his face.

Why… did he have to be teammates with someone like this!