I Became the Savior on the Fourth Day of Disaster - Chapter 89: Viewing Room 19 (Including 32.5k Nutrient Solution Bonus)

Chapter 89: Viewing Room 19 (Including 32.5k Nutrient Solution Bonus)

Nakahara Chuuya’s reaction was far too intense, and coupled with his reasonable arguments, for a moment, no one in the viewing room dared to speak.

Finally, Nakajima Atsushi cautiously broke the silence: But that Aunt Xu only seemed to catch the keyword that Dazai-san can build rockets?

Nakahara Chuuya: ???

What did that mean? So Dazai Osamu didn’t even have to go to boarding school?

Indeed, Dazai Osamu didn’t go. When the Chinese took him from underground, they directly threw him a complete file about the potential destruction of the world.
While Dazai Osamu in the screen was seriously studying the document’s contents, more people outside the screen were breaking down.

Nakahara Chuuya: The mackerel really doesn’t have to go?!

Sakaguchi Ango closed his eyes, opened them, then closed them again: Haha, must be seeing things. How could there possibly be tunnels from Japan’s underground leading to China?

Director Taneeda murmured gloomily: So why didn’t Japan know about the world’s destruction?

Shakespeare unusually kindly explained: Because Japan doesn’t have its own Transcendent capable of foreseeing and verifying such information. Even if told, Japan likely wouldn’t fully believe it. Moreover, in ‘my’ vision, Japan wasn’t among the 123 countries that established connections with Yunxi.

Yokohama group: .

The Yokohama crew began questioning their life choices due to Britain’s heartlessness, but their emotional turmoil didn’t last long. The screen abruptly shifted scenes, forcefully recapturing their attention with its content.

Yunxi chased Mori Ōgai around Port Mafia headquarters while unleashing a verbal barrage: So you’re the one who sent the Supernatural Affairs Division after me?! You’re the reason I almost crashed and burned with Clown in Europe?!
Nakahara Chuuya: !

BOSS!

Nakahara Chuuya still held great respect for his boss. Seeing this scene, he instinctively grew tense.

Didn’t Yunxi return safely and even awaken his special ability?

Then why did he still harbor such hatred toward Port Mafia?

Not just Nakahara Chuuya—many present had faced danger because of others before, but they didn’t constantly seek revenge. Thus, most couldn’t understand Yunxi’s behavior.

But Yunxi’s reasoning was straightforward and powerful: Must I die and become a vengeful ghost before I’m qualified to come claim your life?

Of course he wanted to live well, then make everyone who wronged him suffer!
Nakahara Chuuya felt his brain overheating from processing this.

People could think like that?

Gogol had always thought this way: Exactly! Clown nearly died because of this incident! If we don’t take revenge, Clown will only drift further from freedom!

Right at that moment, Yunxi forcefully smacked Mori Ōgai’s head: Bastard! Who gave you permission to look directly at me?!
Nakahara Chuuya stared wide-eyed in shock, while other Port Mafia members began averting their gazes. Only Mori Ōgai glanced at the screen, then at Gogol, murmuring gloomily: Is such insulting language a necessary part of revenge?

Gogol feigned surprise: Why can’t it be? Didn’t Sheep, GSS, Mimic, and Clock Tower Attendant all experience the same? Besides…

Gogol gestured for Mori Ōgai to look at the large screen: Mr. Port Mafia Boss, you’re still calling for counter-attack type Esper reinforcements. It seems your apology isn’t very sincere.The previously bystander Gogol suddenly held a black-and-white haired boy in his hands. The boy tried to frame Gogol, but the space-type ability user smoothly dodged and even snatched the doll from the boy’s arms.
Mori Ōgai fell silent. Those in the Viewing Room who knew the black-and-white haired boy’s special ability were greatly startled.

If Yunxi went berserk and started killing indiscriminately throughout Yokohama, could Port Mafia possibly handle it?!

Nakahara Chuuya breathed a sigh of relief: Thank goodness, the doll that serves as the special ability trigger was taken away…

Louisa whispered: No, this actually makes things worse.

Edgar Allan Poe: Yunxi-kun now has evidence that Port Mafia initiated the conflict. From now on, no matter what destruction Yunxi-kun causes in Yokohama, the root cause will ultimately be Port Mafia’s fault.

Port Mafia members:!

In fact, Poe’s assessment was quite conservative.

Yunxi wouldn’t be satisfied so easily – he also took away Momijigusa’s special ability.

If you don’t like your special ability, you certainly don’t have to keep it. Yunxi leaned close to Momijigusa, each word sounding like a demon’s whisper. But I thank you for giving me this opportunity.
Everyone in Yokohama:!!!

Yunxi wasn’t afraid, because he simply went to meet Director Taneeda of the Supernatural Affairs Division.

Then, Yunxi began threatening Director Taneeda – if he didn’t arrest all Port Mafia members, Yunxi would target all of Yokohama.

Director Taneeda immediately agreed.
Director Taneeda, under the gaze of Port Mafia members: Haha, the Supernatural Affairs Division can’t possibly earn the reputation of ‘bullying honest people’ in Yunxi-kun’s eyes, can we?

Nakahara Chuuya felt thoroughly disgusted: What kind of honest person is Yunxi…

Fukuchi Ochi: Haha, the Supernatural Affairs Division did its best. If we didn’t arrest all Port Mafia members, Yunxi-kun would have killed some to reduce the Division’s workload.

Ookura Teruko clicked her tongue and added: Yunxi-kun’s special ability could definitely make the Supernatural Affairs Division find their own director in Port Mafia’s interrogation room. Yunxi-kun could completely fabricate all the evidence too!

Port Mafia members: So, were they just supposed to accept this reality?

This was Yunxi’s scheme! Present two choices – one bad, one worse – so others would willingly choose the first option!

Finally, it was Fyodor who comforted Port Mafia: Actually, Port Mafia doesn’t need to worry. After all, Yunxi-kun just wants to see Port Mafia members unhappy. Once he sees that, Yunxi-kun will leave satisfied.

The Port Mafia executives realized this too, so they stubbornly refused to show any despair or breakdown.
Fyodor paused momentarily, then pretended to regret: Ah, in that case, there’s nothing to be done.

Mori Ōgai: .

Was he supposed to desperately weep and complain before Yunxi? That would definitely be out of character!

Fortunately, the ordinary members of the Port Mafia didn’t possess such strong mental fortitude.

This member was undoubtedly in utter despair, but the viewers in the screening room couldn’t help but slowly curl their lips into smiles.

In the end, everyone in the viewing room wore the same expression as Yunxi on the screen: Hehe 😀

It was indeed somewhat satisfying.

Mori Ōgai: .

Thankfully, the other version of himself hadn’t indulged Yunxi’s little quirks in this regard!

The scene soon concluded. After taking his revenge, Yunxi prepared to leave Yokohama.

Shibusawa-san, I came to say goodbye… Stop poking my butt with that ice spike!!!
While feeling speechless, Nakahara Chuuya muttered quietly: Now we know he’s good friends with Bai Qilin.

Ozaki Kouyou: Hmm… One attacks a Transcendent with the simplest ice spikes, while the other, despite being an Incineration-type ability user, cooperatively runs away the entire time. These two really do have compatible personalities.

She even suspected that if their world had a Yunxi too, Bai Qilin might never have grown bored enough to constantly plot about starting wars!

For once, Gogol wasn’t angered by Bai Qilin’s actions either.

He still found it adorable how Yunxi, threatened by ice spikes, scampered off toward his other self’s direction.

But after savoring the scene with a smile for a while, Gogol gradually sensed something odd: When Little Yunxi and the Clown leave Yokohama, why are they taking a boat again?

Yokohama was currently too preoccupied with its own troubles to bother chasing them as they departed, right?

Because Yunxi needed to return the boat.
Kunikida truly couldn’t hold back anymore: For Yunxi-kun to be so morally upright in such strange situations is one thing… but he’s not short on money, is he? Couldn’t he just transfer the payment for the boat? Why be so stingy like this!!!

Gogol: Haha, perhaps because sailing on the sea is also a form of freedom!

Now incensed, Kunikida no longer cared that he was arguing with a murderer. For every remark Gogol made, he immediately fired back. Thus, the two went back and forth until the large screen switched scenes again, forcing them to reluctantly stop.

Europe, at the Nameless Organization’s base. The Mimic members were crammed miserably amidst a crowd, looking as though if there were a rope available, they’d take turns hanging themselves from it one by one.

Yet compared to their previous numb and indifferent state, the Mimic members now appeared much more alive.
Shakespeare glanced teasingly at Hugo beside him: Soldiers that France couldn’t handle properly seem to have found a good outcome by being taken in by the Nameless Organization.

Laszlo interjected: At least as the leader of the Nameless Organization, I wouldn’t force them to bear false charges and then exile them far from home.

Hugo: .

Meanwhile, Dazai Osamu looked from the large screen to the group of Europeans.

Dazai Osamu, puzzled: Going to build an Imperial Ancestral Temple for Yunxi-kun and participating in its completion ceremony—is that really something good?

Everyone in the viewing room: !!!

They actually went through with building that Imperial Ancestral Temple?!

The Imperial Ancestral Temple had indeed been constructed.

To commemorate the occasion, Lao Chou recreated Yunxi’s Beer Hall Speech on the podium.
Not only were the Nameless Organization members on the screen stirred up, but outside the screen, Laszlo grew increasingly excited as he listened to his other self’s speech.

Mr. Yunxi, these speeches alone are enough to deserve an Imperial Ancestral Temple built for you by our own hands…

Sakaguchi Ango was so shocked by Laszlo that his entire face scrunched up. He muttered under his breath, Now I understand why those Mimic members had such expressions!

Who wouldn’t want to die after being surrounded by Yunxi’s fanatical followers all day?!

[Good news: Lao Chou soon stepped down from the stage.

Bad news: Members of the Nameless Organization took turns giving speeches.

Sakaguchi Ango, who had just begun to relax: …I knew this part of the plot wouldn’t pass so easily!

[The first to take the stage was an old man.

As a member of the Supernatural Affairs Division, Sakaguchi Ango was initially terrified by this old man with invincible magic resistance, but then confusion set in: Someone of that age can join the Nameless Organization?

As he continued watching, Sakaguchi Ango began to understand: So he was forced by Yunxi-kun after the beer hall incident… Wait, he joined voluntarily?!

[Mimic members were also shocked by this twist.

But what shocked them even more were the other members shouting: That’s right! Since Master Yunxi doesn’t look down on us, how can we not contribute for everyone’s sake?

Sakaguchi Ango didn’t want to speak anymore, so Kunikida, the other commentary specialist in the viewing room, took over.

Kunikida: This can’t be right? Did Yunxi-kun brainwash these people…

[The second person came up – he had been subdued through beatings in a local government prison.

Kunikida: Not just brainwashing, but physical bullying too!

Did this person never consider that Yunxi might have arranged for him to be beaten in prison?!

[The third person boasted about Yunxi’s power, the fourth elaborated on Yunxi’s importance to their ideological development…

Kunikida kept commenting on every single one, until finally he ran out of things to say. After struggling for a long time, he only managed: Are they really talking about Yunxi-kun…?

[We can never repay Master Yunxi’s kindness!!!

Kunikida: .

Yosano: But didn’t Yunxi-kun leave and never manage the Nameless Organization again? The current Nameless Organization was established by them themselves!

[Lao Chou provided the answer: This was Master Yunxi’s deliberate design! This is why our organization is called the Nameless Organization!

Because what Master Yunxi brought was only ideology! In Master Yunxi’s view, the Nameless Organization doesn’t need a name – it doesn’t even need to be recorded. What truly deserves to be remembered are the members of the Nameless Organization!

Yosano: ???

It can be interpreted like that?

[Lao Chou planned to have all construction members carve their names on the stone tablet.

The people in the viewing room closed their eyes, then reopened them.

Fitzgerald forced a dry laugh: Haha, now I think I can understand the Mimic members’ feelings too.

Agatha: Indeed…

Being in such an organization would make anyone want to die!

[But Lao Chou worked quickly. Before the Mimic members could react, he had already finished carving.Shakespeare once again looked at Hugo beside him, though this time not in mockery but genuine emotion: I really wonder how people in that world’s France would feel seeing the inscriptions on that stone tablet.

Especially since France must have Esper weapons similar to Aunt Xu’s box weapons. If someone used such special abilities on the tablet…

Hugo stiffened: Haha, at least we know Mimic is doing relatively well.

Everyone in the viewing room: …

Do you even believe that yourself?

Mimic is now so miserable that even Aunt Xu can openly mock them with I never knew you had so many jokes to offer! The entire Nameless Organization is thriving—except for them… French people, how heartless to still pretend not to see this!

In reality, there is one person sharing Mimic’s embarrassment: Yunxi himself, after seeing the video uploaded by a random Chinese passerby.
Aren’t they afraid the mafia will track them down and play a game of one breath, one bullet?

Yosano murmured darkly, I knew Yunxi-kun’s true thoughts couldn’t possibly align with what the Nameless Organization claimed!

Speaking of which, Mr. Laszlo, you should be sober now… right?

In the viewing room, Laszlo was gazing enviously at the screen where an embarrassed Yunxi had actively thrown himself into Gogol’s arms.

He whispered, How wonderful… I could also protect Master Yunxi with my chest…

Yosano slowly turned to observe the Gogol in her own world.

Then she turned back.

Yosano stated expressionlessly, That clown’s murderous intent is so thick, it’s hardly ignorable!

Dazai Osamu had initially wanted to join the fun, but after seeing the next scene on the screen, he collapsed back down.

It showed Gogol taking advantage of Yunxi while commenting on the slight differences between Yunxi’s physique and the one in the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
Half-dead but still expressive, Dazai grimaced: So Clown-kun prefers the real Yunxi-kun, huh? How disgusting—the ocean isn’t your bed…

Wait!
Yunxi’s sudden exclamation startled everyone both on and off screen.

Fortunately, Yunxi didn’t keep them in suspense. He rapidly explained his newly formed idea: I think I shouldn’t be the only one suffering social death! Since I’m in the Imperial Ancestral Temple, then Fyodor—as the former boss—must be there too!
Kunikida’s eyes widened slowly: Wait, is he saying…

Dazai had already revived, laughing breathlessly: Exactly! Fyodor-kun will also be enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple for tourists from multiple countries to visit!

Sakaguchi Ango: ???

Seriously? ThatDemon?!

Meanwhile, Gogol was far more brazen. He teleported his head right in front of Fyodor and stared at him: Aren’t you happy, my dear jester friend? It might be strange, but this is wonderful news!

Fyodor replied impassively: There’s nothing to be happy about.

Seeing Gogol about to speak again, Fyodor added: If you wish to share a temple with Yunxi-kun, I can have theRats in the House of the Dead fulfill your wish upon our return.

Gogol temporarily quieted, not wanting his name associated with such an unfree place.

But soon, he complained again: Then why does that world’s jester friend keep staying with the jester’s little Yunxi?

Fyodor wanted to say that Gogol’s mental gymnastics were equally impressive, but before he could speak, Gogol had already shifted back to a delighted state due to the content on the large screen.

So the one with little Yunxi is ‘Since the Beginning I’ve Liked You,’Four-Leaf Clover, Gogol said. Then Clown has no questions now!

Fyodor: .

Well, because now the problem had shifted to him.

[Absurd as the statue in the Imperial Ancestral Temple was, it still served some purpose.

At least when those Chinese netizens had their posts deleted and realized even marketing accounts weren’t immediately jumping on the bandwagon, they took another look at Yunxi’s statue and gradually caught on.

This statue… isn’t that the good young man who was rescued at the dock that day, then counterattacked, but was also recorded as a murder witness in Shandong on the same day?!

Kunikida couldn’t hold back: You just said Yunxi-kun has grown taller, his shoulders broader, his gaze deeper, and his whole physique more muscular and powerful… How can you still call this statue a 1:1 replica?!

Yosano: Maybe it’s because not only does the Nameless Organization have many of Yunxi-kun’s ‘fathers-in-law,’ but China has them too.

Kunikida: .

The problem is Yunxi doesn’t look like this at all—this is fraud!!!

[These netizens simply felt this proved Yunxi deserved a place in the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

Hugo looked puzzled: Because Yunxi brought the people from the island back to live a good life…?

Gogol: Hahahaha, why not? Little Yunxi also brought Mimic to live a good life!

Hugo: .

Could we please stop bringing up Mimic?

In reality, even if Gogol didn’t mention it, the large screen would force Hugo to recall the matter.

[After all, the camera shifted focus, landing squarely on the Mimic soldiers.

By this time, Yunxi had already gone to the Nameless Organization, taken Mimic with him, and headed to France.

Hugo grew cautious!

Sakaguchi Ango murmured in confusion: What’s the point of taking Mimic members to France? To let them see their homeland’s scenery again?

The Mimic members wouldn’t appreciate it, would they?

[The Mimic members were equally confused, though what overshadowed their confusion was numbness.

Kunikida muttered: So obvious. If I were a passerby, I’d call the police.

[Because Yunxi promptly found a spot and had Gogol change the Mimic members into construction workers’ outfits.

Kunikida: So just because they think Yunxi-kun is a contractor exploiting his workers, everything makes sense? It doesn’t have to be that simple to justify things!

The state of the Mimic members is nowhere near what ordinary exploited workers would be like… Wait, this is France.

Suddenly, Kunikida found it reasonable too.

Hugo: …

Hugo decided to pretend he hadn’t heard and continued watching the large screen, wanting to know what Yunxi was actually planning.

[The Mimic members, dressed as construction workers, were still agonizing over how everything had changed, when they heard Yunxi’s voice.

Yunxi finally gave the order: Tear it down.

Hugo grew even more puzzled: Having Mimic members continue doing construction work on the streets of France? What’s the point of this…

Hugo’s voice cut off abruptly as his eyes widened at the building now displayed on the large screen after the camera panned.

On the other side, Shakespeare couldn’t help but chuckle.

Well, perhaps dismantling the Eiffel Tower to take back as their personal collection is the purpose of their trip, Shakespeare explained with a straight face after laughing. This way, even when Mimic isn’t in France, they can still cherish memories of their homeland.

Hugo: ?

That’s what they say, but who would actually do such a thing? Also, when Yunxi directed Mimic to dismantle it, wasn’t he afraid of being discovered…

[The French were quite relaxed. Mimic simply put up some cover, and they assumed the Eiffel Tower was undergoing normal maintenance. After a casual glance, they left.
Hugo: ???

So when Yunxi took the Eiffel Tower back, did he dare to erect it? Everyone knows the Eiffel Tower is a French structure…

[Yunxi directly erected the Eiffel Tower outside the dormitories of the Mimic members.

Everyone assumed that since Yunxi dared to do this, the Eiffel Tower must be fine.

Lao Chou was convinced it was a fake. Even if Yunxi claimed it was real, Lao Chou didn’t believe him.
Hugo was left speechless.

On the other side, Kunikida, while taking notes, could no longer hold back his urge to complain: Why doesn’t the boss of the Nameless Organization believe it? Where would Yunxi-kun even get a fake Eiffel Tower from?! Import it from China?!
And another thing!

What kind of ‘vibrant private economy and full of market vitality’ is a scene where everyone in France is stealing? And how is that any better than Yokohama? Yunxi-kun must have some serious bias against Yokohama!!!
The people in the Viewing Room were almost in awe of this Yokohama native who dared to speak ill of France right in front of Hugo. But before they could say anything, the screen shifted again, jumping directly to Yunxi’s next operation.

[Yunxi infiltrated France’s Special Combat Forces Headquarters to steal the medals the French use to reward their subordinates.
What was the point of infiltrating France’s official Esper organization? It couldn’t be any safer than the Clock Tower Attendant, could it?

Verlaine was the calmest of them all. He quietly watched Yunxi sneak into his former workplace and steal a bunch of seemingly useless trinkets. Only when Yunxi accidentally bumped into Hugo did his expression flicker slightly.

Victor Hugo..
Although the other man appeared relatively weak in the Viewing Room, Verlaine wouldn’t underestimate him.

Especially since, from Verlaine’s understanding, Hugo’s Special ability perfectly countered Yunxi’s Scales of Fate.

Thinking this, Verlaine glanced at Hugo in the Viewing Room. Sure enough, the other man’s expression wasn’t even as troubled as before; he seemed remarkably composed.

[It was at this moment that Hugo bluntly asked his question: Are you here to steal something?
The Viewing Room crowd: !!!

[Yunxi replied just as bluntly: Yes, but I didn’t steal from you. I stole from someone else.
This statement left not only the Viewing Room crowd puzzled but also drew a laugh from Hugo himself, mirroring his on-screen counterpart.

Conversing with Yunxi-kun is truly interesting,Hugo said. But how does Yunxi-kun plan to respond next?
[You know I’m stealing, and now you want the recipe too?Faced with Hugo’s questioning, Yunxi smirked mockingly.You little rascal.
Hugo: ?

Having imagined ten thousand possibilities but never expecting to be called a little rascal,Hugo: ???

Shakespeare: Pfft
[Fortunately, what followed wasn’t quite as absurd.
This time Yunxi seemed to have truly left, and before going he made sure to erase Hugo’s memories of him.

Sakaguchi Ango muttered, This storyline is finally over..
Having two Transcendents confront each other was far too terrifying! Even being far away in France, he didn’t want such a thing to happen!

[Yunxi has returned again.
Sakaguchi Ango: .

Never mind what he said.

Gogol wondered, Is little Yunxi being this cautious? Actually, if you leave quickly enough, you don’t need to worry about these things!
[Yunxi mainly wanted to know whether theSpecial Combat Forces Headquarters] would send people to hunt down the Nameless Organization and his favorite NPC Gogol.
Gogol also fell silent.

[However, if Yunxi didn’t return, he wouldn’t know that Hugo’s attitude toward him was so strange.
Agatha said softly, Mr. Hugo learned about what happened at theClock Tower AttendantHugo, exposed for constantly monitoringClock Tower Attendant] intelligence, awkwardly replied, Haha, after all, Yunxi-kun caused quite a stir
Agatha: …?

But for Hugo to even know that someone at theClock Tower Attendant] had their testicles and chrysanthemum stolen—wasn’t that a bit abnormal?

Meanwhile, the two continued both confronting each other and brainstorming.

[On the large screen, Yunxi had already been discovered as suspicious.

And Yunxi’s way of dealing with this situation was: I’ve also noticed something unusual.
Agatha and Hugo simultaneously turned to the large screen.

sat on a hard bench for too long this morning, and my left butt cheek really hurts,Yunxi said sincerely. My right butt cheek too.
Agatha, Hugo: .

They really shouldn’t have held any expectations for Yunxi!

Fitzgerald laughed, though it was more out of exasperation: Who wants to know whether his butt hurts or not?
Yunxi is insane!

[The colleague was also angered, and at the same time, he realized Yunxi was either the thief or the thief’s accomplice.

A battle thus erupted. Unfortunately, since the French couldn’t catch Yunxi and didn’t dare use large-scale attack-type special abilities in their own headquarters, their most intense battlefield was actually verbal.

Yunxi felt like he had turned into a zombie.
Kunikida: Because everyone else was shooting plants from their mouths… Isn’t that because he’s too infuriating?!
[Yunxi threatened Hugo to escort him out, saying if Hugo refused, he would steal Hugo’s chrysanthemum.
Gogol added, You can steal that
The Viewing Room crowd: …

You can’t even say it properly, you free clown—stop pretending what Yunxi does is reasonable!

[Hugo ultimately did escort Yunxi out.

But after leaving, a new unexpected situation arose.

The two encountered a strange man who kept trying to cling to Yunxi. Hugo and Yunxi dodged, and he clung again… For a moment, the three seemed to be dancing a waltz on the streets of France.
Both Hugo and Yunxi were too mentally tense, so they thought of countless possibilities without realizing the man’s true intention. But the Viewing Room crowd was different.

Gogol almost instantly figured it out. Smiling, he said, This guy wants to play out a cliché pick-up routine with little Yunxi
Kunikida initially thought it was utterly absurd, but after careful consideration: With 10 points in charm and truly outstanding looks..
It was perfectly normal for Yunxi to catch someone’s eye!

Yosano hesitated to speak throughout.

She wanted to say that anyone who could appreciate Yunxi was practically developing pica.

When admiring Yunxi, was ignoring the murderous clown some kind of mandatory setting?!

If this Viewing Room allowed attacks, Kunikida would probably be minced into fine pieces immediately!!!

Fortunately, the content on the large screen quickly recaptured the clown’s attention.

Yunxi stopped impatiently, having been splashed with coffee.

The other party wanted to use this opportunity to have a proper conversation with Yunxi, but Yunxi just said expressionlessly: Apology? Compensation money.

Gogol felt relieved again.

Even after getting the money, Yunxi remained particularly cold toward this man.

Gogol felt even more comfortable.

When asked who he was waiting for, Yunxi described the person while casually praising the clown.

Sakaguchi Ango found the first half somewhat nauseating, but the last sentence suddenly made him realize something was wrong.

Murder and corpse disposal… Is that something you can say in front of ordinary people?!
Yunxi had already said it.

Gogol happened to arrive at that moment. Looking at the man in front of Yunxi, Gogol asked with interest: Little Yunxi, do you want the clown to help you get rid of him?

Sakaguchi Ango: He actually said it out loud!!!
While panicking, Sakaguchi Ango also sighed in relief: Thankfully, they don’t seem intent on harming ordinary people..
Fyodor suddenly interjected: If that world’s Gogol-kun knew about what happened earlier, even if he were an ordinary person, Gogol-kun would still take action
Sakaguchi Ango was startled, but when he instinctively looked at the large screen, he realized Fyodor might be right.

Yunxi complained about the man while nestled in Gogol’s cloak, saying he wanted to return quickly, but Gogol clearly wasn’t listening attentively.

The clown’s golden eye, unobstructed by the playing card mask, stared at the unconscious man for a long while. Only when Yunxi started tugging at him again did he activate his special ability.

Ozaki Kouyou suddenly remembered something: The other world’s Gogol-kun never actually admitted he likes Yunxi-kun, did he?
Gogol had probably been subconsciously avoiding this possibility, which explained his current confusion.

Everyone in the Viewing Room: !

That’s absolutely true!

Nakahara Chuuya glanced at their world’s Gogol, whose attitude clearly showed agreement. He tried to hold back but ultimately couldn’t: So, that world’s clown… while avoiding this matter… with, with Yunxi…had that kind of relationship?!

The already wide-eyed viewers in the Viewing Room now stared in utter shock.

As the center of everyone’s attention, Gogol laughed awkwardly twice before adding: Doing that kind of thing doesn’t necessarily require admitting you like Yunxi-kun, right? That’s also a form of freedom..
Nakahara Chuuya: .

Seriously, his fists were clenched tighter than ever!!!

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Author’s note: Another update at 18:00 today Orange Heart