Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

"Don't just stand there, hey! Get me two ice creams, one strawberry and one vanilla."

Tomie Kawakami impatiently tugged at Rin Amamiya and spoke arrogantly to the boss.

"Two ice creams, one matcha flavor and one vanilla flavor."

Tomie Azawa glanced at Tomie Kawakami and slapped a thousand-yen bill on her hand.

Although the two could sense Amamiya Rin's thoughts, for them...

It doesn't matter.

The ice cream truck owner isn't a normal person? So what? They're not like Amamiya Rin, who's so fond of meddling in other people's business.

The young man took out a cone, skillfully operated the ice cream machine, squeezed the creamy ice cream into the cone, smoothed the top with a spatula, and then drizzled jam on top.

In less than a minute, Tomie Kawakami's two ice creams were ready.

"Please use it."

Tomie Kawakami took the two ice creams and handed the strawberry one to Rin Amamiya.

"Hey, Ah Lin~~"

Tomie Kawakami tilted her head and winked at Rin Amamiya.

Just as Amamiya Rin was about to reach out to take it, Azawa Tomie's small body suddenly darted between the two, pushing them apart.

"Kid! What do you think you're doing?"

Tomie Kawakami asked angrily.

There was no need to ask; it was already very clear what Tomie Azawa wanted to do.

Azawa Tomie stood on tiptoe and urged the young man in the ice cream truck, "Hurry up! Where's mine?"

Please enjoy your meal.

The young man smiled and handed over two ice cream cones.

Azawa Tomie took them one in each hand, then turned around, tilted her head back, and held the matcha-flavored one up to Amamiya Rin.

"Hey, Ah Lin."

Tomie Kawakami sneered, took a step forward, and handed the strawberry-flavored drink back to her: "Do you want to eat hers, or mine?"

Not to be outdone, Tomie Azawa held the matcha flavor even higher: "Onii-chan~~ Compared to this old woman, I'm definitely better, right?"

The two simultaneously shoved ice cream at Amamiya Rin's lips, their expressions ranging from fierce to alluring. However, the fierce one and the alluring one were a bit too eye-catching.

The Babirus Grand Circus is already a well-known circus, and since it was Sunday, there were many customers coming and going. Noticing what was happening next to the ice cream truck, the families with children couldn't help but cast strange glances at it.

The ice cream truck owner also wore a half-smile, as if he was very interested in Amamiya Rin's reaction. He stopped serving other customers and looked at the three of them with great interest.

Of course, the other customers were a bit more restrained than the ice cream truck owner, but at this point no one had any intention of buying ice cream anymore; they were all secretly watching Amamiya Rin.

Feeling those gazes, even though Yu Gonglin's mental cultivation was profound enough, his face stiffened a little.

He noticed that several parents had already picked up the alarms for their children.

He was very worried about being arrested and imprisoned for pedophilia.

"Whose do you want?"

Seeing that Amamiya Rin had not responded for a long time, the two Tomie spoke in unison and questioned him.

Faced with this situation, Amamiya Rin's response was—

"But I refuse!"

Amamiya Rin rolled his eyes and delivered two karate chop blows to Tomie's head.

"My favorite thing is saying no to arrogant people!"

He's not some gentle, kind-hearted anime protagonist; how could he possibly get caught up in a love triangle over something so trivial?

"Besides, I never said I wanted ice cream. You bought it yourself, so don't force it on me."

What's more, the owner of this ice cream truck is strange. He doesn't have Tomie's powerful immortality. What if he's been cursed?

"The show is about to start, let's go."

After glancing at the ice cream truck owner, Amamiya Rin turned and left.

The two Tomie were stunned for a moment, then quickly chased after them.

"Welcome to visit again."

Behind them, the ice cream truck owner bowed slightly, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.

The interior of the tent was more spacious than I had imagined, with tiered circular stands that could accommodate several hundred people. In the center was a circular stage surrounded by a low wooden fence.

The audience seats were already quite full, mostly families with children, and a few young couples as well. The children looked around excitedly, holding cotton candy and balloons, chattering away.

The three of them, Amamiya Rin, were seated in the third row from the front, directly facing the center of the stage.

After taking her seat, Tomie Kawakami crossed her legs and listlessly flipped through the program.

Azawa Tomie sat on the other side of Amamiya Rin, her legs dangling over the edge of the chair, licking the matcha ice cream in her hand, her gaze lingering on the colorful triangular flags on the tent ceiling.

Amamiya Rin leaned back in her chair, took out her notebook, and flipped through it, hoping to find some clues about the ice cream truck.

"Can you stop spoiling the fun? We finally have some free time to go on a date, and you have to meddle in other people's business."

Tomie Kawakami, licking her ice cream, rolled her eyes and snatched the notebook from Rin Amamiya's hand.

"Alright, the beginning and end of a relationship will have their own time."

Amamiya Rin wasn't angry and let her take it.

Thoughts are like water, flowing away and dissipating without lingering or holding on, so naturally one won't be attached to such trivial matters.

"Ladies and gentlemen—!"

Five minutes later, the lights inside the tent went out.

A spotlight shone on the center of the stage, illuminating the man standing behind the railing.

He was overweight, dressed in a black suit, and wore a top hat of the same color. He was in his forties, with a neatly trimmed mustache that was slightly upturned at the ends and shiny.

A very typical stereotypical Western capitalist, he stood under the spotlight, took off his top hat, and bowed deeply to the audience in an exaggerated manner.

Welcome to the Babirus Grand Circus! Today, we present to you a performance you'll never forget!

His voice, with a metallic resonance, vibrated back and forth in the tent.

"Unforgettable for a lifetime, my dear friends—unforgettable for a lifetime!"

He repeated it, a wide grin spreading across his face.

The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause. The children giggled, and the adults clapped along, their faces beaming with anticipation.

Amamiya Rin did not applaud.

He leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the boss's face, a faint glint in the depths of his eyes.

Something's off! Something's off again! I can't see anything wrong with it, but my gut feeling tells me that this person is suspicious!

Just like the ice cream truck owner I saw outside earlier, I finally got a break, and then I ran into two unfathomable figures in a row. Isn't this a bit too unlucky?

"Then, let's begin."

As the applause subsided, the boss bowed again and retreated to the edge of the stage.

"First up is—"

He raised his cane and pointed to the curtain in the center of the stage.

"The Joyful Clowns!"