Conquer the world, young man!

On the other side, Kusanagi Izumo looked up at the sky, his face full of smiles. At this moment, no one wanted to disturb the atmosphere between the group.

After Kamamoto and the others carried out all the bags and packages, Totsuka finally snapped out of his daze and quickly lowered his hands. He had been staring blankly into Mikoto's eyes, just to see if he was feeling better, but he had embarrassed himself again.

They had seen Mr. Zun and Totsuka interacting while they were checking out at the supermarket. Kamamoto, Bando, and Chitose exchanged glances, chuckled to themselves, and then pretended not to have seen anything as they walked out.

"They bought so much!" Totsuka quickly turned around and looked at the bags in everyone's hands. "I wouldn't buy everything."

Kamamoto Rikio said softly, "Totsuka-kun, I can eat whatever everyone else can't finish."

"Kamamoto, how fat do you want to get?" Totsuka glanced at Kamamoto helplessly. Even if he were to carry him, he wouldn't be able to lift this guy.

"Haha, Izuha was defeated, wasn't he?" Chitose immediately said from the side, "and he even said 'I'm an idiot,' how embarrassing!"

"It was all because you gave the order!" Dewa Masatomi felt utterly powerless against Chitose. "I was completely defeated by you!"

The group chatted and laughed as they continued walking. When Tokusuki saw an orange-haired boy leaning against a pillar playing a game, and another person wearing black glasses drinking a soda beside him, he stopped. Had his prophecy come true today? To run into these two guys.

After seeing the boy stop, Suoh Mikoto immediately looked at him.

"This is so annoying!" After snatching the soda and taking a sip, the orange-haired boy angrily threw the bottle away.

Suoh Mikoto easily grasped the soda bottle, his ten beams of gaze fixed intently on him, only to see Suoh Mikoto place the bottle directly in front of him. "Want a drink?"

Totsuka shook his head, while Kusanagi Izumo, standing beside him, rubbed his forehead and said, "Master, this is something someone else has already drunk from!"

"Never mind then." Suoh Mikoto shrugged, seemingly feeling very regretful as he tossed the soda bottle away. The bottle was engulfed in red flames in mid-air and melted in an instant.

"Mr. Don't scare the middle school students." Kusanagi Izumo sighed, while Totsuka next to him immediately nodded with a light laugh.

"I, I'm not scared at all!" the orange-haired boy in the school uniform exclaimed. Even though the other person was very powerful, he was not intimidated.

The bespectacled boy next to him immediately grabbed the person beside him, wanting to keep his distance from such a dangerous individual.

Seeing the two of them, Totsuka immediately looked at Kusanagi Izumo. Kusanagi Izumo understood the boy's meaning almost instantly: Did Totsuka want to recruit these two middle school students into the organization?

"Instead of getting moldy here, why not join us, middle schoolers?" Kusanagi Izumo smiled at the two of them. "If you're feeling down, I'll provide a place for you to vent."

"If you want to join, just follow along." Totsuka winked and pointed to Suoh Mikoto, who had already turned and walked away. "Our Red Clan's king also greatly admires you!"

Suoh Mikoto was indeed somewhat satisfied with those who weren't afraid of him, and since the boy clearly wanted these two to join him, he naturally wouldn't object.

The orange-haired boy and the person beside him exchanged a glance, thought for a moment, and then followed. Totsuka was happy to see this happen, and after the two caught up, he immediately introduced himself, "My name is Totsuka Tatara, welcome to the team."

"That..." The orange-haired boy looked at the figure ahead and asked, "Is he the Red King?"

“That’s right.” Kusanagi Izumo introduced the group members to the two of them. “Mikoto just doesn’t talk much. When you get to HOMRA, you will also have proof of your membership in the Red Group.”

"But that move was really amazing!" The orange-haired boy's eyes sparkled as he gestured with his hand. "Just like that, flames suddenly burst out, and the bottle melted."

“This is only a small part of King’s flames.” Totsuka also held up a finger to indicate, “King only took out a flame bottle with a flame the size of a fingernail or even smaller. This is not much effort for him.”

"I've always heard about the power of superpowered individuals. As a ruler above superpowered individuals, it's not surprising that I have such abilities," the bespectacled boy said calmly, pushing up his glasses.

"Anyway, it's really awesome!" The orange-haired boy stuffed the game console into his pocket and followed closely behind.

Upon arriving at the HOMRA bar, Suoh Mikoto bestowed upon the two the fire abilities of the Crimson Clan, and marks appeared on their left collarbones.

“My name is Misaki Hatta,” the orange-haired boy introduced, pulling the person next to him aside. “And this is Saruhiko Fushimi.”

“Misaki?” Totsuka looked at the boy and smiled. “It’s a nice name.”

"Ah! Don't call me Misaki!" Hatta's face immediately turned red. He was so embarrassed to be teased by this pretty-smiling guy so soon after joining the organization. He said, word by word, firmly and clearly, "Just call me Hatta!"

When Totsuka saw Hatta jumping up and down, he immediately took out his camera and snapped a picture. He found it very amusing how cute Hatta looked. He then turned the camera and captured Fushimi Saruhiko's somewhat impatient expression.

"Is that Hatta-nii?" Kamamoto Rikio, who had been arranging the food on the side, widened his eyes and looked at the orange-haired boy. "I'm Kamamoto Rikio!"

“Kamamoto…” Hatta thought for a moment. It seemed that he did have a younger brother named Kamamoto Rikio when he was a child. Now that he had just joined the organization, was Kamamoto already a senior?

Back then, Hatta was the strongest fighter among the neighborhood kids, practically the king of the pack, while Kamamoto, a year older than Hatta, was a cowardly fat boy. Hatta had always been very protective of this fat boy, and felt quite content seeing Kamamoto follow him around. He never imagined that the fat boy from his childhood had grown so tall, his pale skin now a lean, tanned brown. But now, their positions of power felt completely reversed to him.

When Kamamoto Rikio saw his childhood 'older brother', he was extremely excited. In his eyes, Yata was always someone he admired. He happily surrounded Yata, saying, "Yata-nii, I never thought I'd see you! It's so great!"

The relationship between Kamamoto Rikio and the orange-haired boy surprised everyone else in HOMRA. Those who hadn't paid much attention to the short boy before now couldn't help but focus their attention on him.

"What does Hatta-nii want to eat? Totsuka-nii is cooking today, we're in for a treat!" Kamamoto Rikio opened the food bag to show Hatta. "I don't think Totsuka-nii will refuse any request from the newly joined Hatta-nii!"

Totsuka glanced at the two of them and chuckled, "Kamamoto, it seems that now that Yata has arrived, you're wholeheartedly thinking about him!"

Hatta was initially a little uncomfortable when he saw Kamamoto now, but when Kamamoto looked at him with the same innocent and adoring eyes he had when they were children, he finally felt a sense of nostalgia. Hatta glanced at the convenience bag and pointed, "Then I'll eat these things, is that alright?"

Kamamoto Rikio turned his gaze to Totsuka, "Um, Totsuka-nii..."

"No problem." Totsuka gave an OK sign, seeing that Hatta had already relaxed in HOMRA, he felt that with Kamamoto guiding him, there would definitely be no problem. As for the other one, "Little monkey, what do you want to eat?"

When Fushimi Saruhiko heard the smiling man address him, his eyebrows twitched involuntarily. Even though he disliked the address very much, he still calmed himself down and replied, "I didn't ask for it."

Totsuka's smile deepened. Clearly, this guy was very unhappy with the nickname, but he didn't show it, which suddenly made Totsuka want to continue calling him that. Someone who suppresses himself as soon as he's in HOMRA—that won't do. "I didn't expect the little monkey to be so easy to take care of; then I'm relieved."

"Totsuka-nii." This was the first time Bando Saburota had ever seen Totsuka deliberately give someone a nickname like this. Fushimi probably wouldn't like being called "little monkey" either.

"Bando, do you have any requests too?" Totsuka was a little disappointed when he saw that Fushimi had no other reaction. When Bando called him, he raised an eyebrow and said, "I will try my best to satisfy you."

"No, I have no requests." Bando took a few steps back. He shouldn't have even thought of asking Totsuka to change Fushimi's address. He had known from the first day he came to HOMRA that the boy was actually very capable in some aspects. Why didn't he learn his lesson!

"With you two joining us, HOMRA will be even more lively." Totsuka glanced at the two of them and took the ingredients they had selected into the kitchen. "Please make yourselves at home. Kamamoto, you can talk to them about the Red Clan."

"Yes, Totsuka-kun." Kamamoto immediately took charge of instructing the two new recruits on their onboarding. The instruction was really just explaining their gathering place and usual routines. "Hachida-kun, someone as skilled as you can definitely lead us to take down any other challengers!"

Although the other members of HOMRA weren't clear about Yata's abilities at the moment, someone treated like this by Kamamoto must be quite strong. Speaking of which, besides King's flames, Kusanagi is the most powerful. And Totsuka's flames haven't seemed to have been shown much, so they seem quite weak…

As Fushimi Saruhiko listened to Kamamoto Rikio explain the formation of the Red Group, his gaze gradually fell on the busy figure in the kitchen. Could he really be one of the two original members of the Red Group? He really couldn't tell.

"Brother Zun is so amazing!" Hatta's eyes were practically shining as he listened to Kamamoto's account. "You guys really took down the 'Hikari Group'? That kind of organization has been roaming the streets for ages!"

"With Mr. Zun here, of course there's no problem." Recalling the scene at that time, Kamamoto still felt a surge of excitement. When the red flames were burning, there were so many people on the other side, yet not a single one of them could withstand it.

Saruhiko Fushimi, standing nearby, could also imagine the scene. The red-haired man was incredibly strong, but just from their words, it was clear that this group was almost entirely composed of impulsive and violent individuals. Seeing Yata's excited expression, Fushimi's hand involuntarily tightened.

"Looks like Totsuka-san is all done!" Kamamoto Rikio sniffed the air and immediately ran to the kitchen, while Bando followed to help serve the dishes.

Chitose and Izuha placed stools next to them and sat down to wait for the meal to be served.

Suoh Mikoto sat in his usual spot, with Kusanagi Izumo leaving a space between them. When Totsuka brought the last dish to the table, he noticed everyone's eyes were on him, and nodded with a light laugh, "Alright, everyone, let's eat!"

"Hachita, is this to your liking?" Totsuka asked, suppressing a laugh as he watched the orange-haired boy stuff food into his mouth.

Hatta nodded repeatedly, once again confirming that joining HOMRA was indeed the right choice.

Totsuka looked at Fushimi sitting next to Hatta, her voice extremely gentle, "Little monkey, you should eat more too."

"Cough cough." This was Fushimi, who had choked.

Chapter 110107 Doll Girl

As the Red Group grew in size, so did its followers. Fujishima Kosuke was a recent addition; he loved wearing black trench coats and had striking orange hair that looked great even without styling products. Since Fujishima joined HOMRA, Totsuka had noticed that he was a genuinely kind person; with him around, stray cats and dogs were frequently seen at the HOMRA bar.

More and more people gathered, and the number of things to do only increased. After all, the Red King's reputation was growing, and as a ruler, almost everything he did was connected to the country. Almost every day at the same time, his fellow members who had joined HOMRA would gather here, sometimes not for any particular reason, but it seemed to have become a habit.

"This is all thanks to you." Kusanagi Izumo said, setting out the wine glasses while looking at the people who now seemed to be all mixed together. "They weren't like this when they first arrived. Totsuka, you did an excellent job as the host for the newcomers."

"I think they'd have a great time even without me," Totsuka said, resting his chin on his hand as he looked at the group. In the past few days, Yata had clearly become a minor leader, not only because of Kamamoto, but also because he had adapted to the atmosphere of HOMRA very quickly. In contrast, Fushimi seemed a bit less sociable; he didn't seem enthusiastic about anything, and aside from being close to Yata, he usually stayed by himself.

With that thought in mind, Totsuka pulled up a stool and sat down in front of Fushimi Saruhiko, staring intently at the boy's face. Under his gaze, the boy's eyes began to wander.

"...What is it?" Fushimi pushed up his glasses, looking a little uncomfortable. Among the members of HOMRA, besides the Red King, the person he was least comfortable dealing with was Totsuka, who always had a smile on his face.

After staring at Fushimi for a while, Totsuka slowly said, "I just want to see the newcomer's face."

Under such scrutiny, Fushimi Saruhiko turned his face away somewhat uncomfortably.

Fushimi had hardly ever opened up to the other members in HOMRA. Totsuka had his past memories, but they were of no help whatsoever. After all, a person's mindset is what it is, and he wasn't the one who could change his mind. "Hey, little monkey."

When Totsuka called him that, Fushimi clearly disliked the way he was addressed, but he didn't voice his objection. Totsuka decided that he would continue to call this person that until he explicitly said he disliked it.

"Hey, little monkey, come play chess with me." After card games were banned, Totsuka immediately shifted his interest to chess. He learned very quickly and could pick up almost anything he learned.

Fushimi did not agree with Totsuka's suggestion; instead, he began to show signs of impatience. Totsuka could easily detect his agitation; this guy's mood was surprisingly easy to read.

It was obvious that Fushimi was not comfortable with being part of this group, and he deliberately kept his distance from others. He seemed to have heard Yata say that they were both considered mavericks in the class, and had even thought about 'destroying the world'. It seemed that all boys had such a period.

"Looks like nobody wants to be my opponent," Totsuka remarked with a touch of melancholy. Staring at someone who didn't say a word for so long had really dampened his motivation.

"Ten bundles." Kusanagi Izumo pointed towards the second floor. "You haven't come down for a long time. Even when you're sleeping, you should pay attention to the time. Go and check on him."

Within HOMRA, the most revered figure is undoubtedly their King, Suoh Mikoto. Perhaps it's because the Red King possesses such immense power that when he's eroding his will to exert pressure, the oppressive aura emanating from him makes him impossible to approach. Even a single glance is enough to send shivers down the spines of newcomers, overwhelming them with fear. And to deal with such a Red King, perhaps only Tatara Totsuka could manage it.

Totsuka pushed open the door with practiced ease. Suoh Mikoto seemed to have never cared about his personal privacy, or perhaps it could be said that Totsuka had stayed here for several nights before and was quite used to it.

At this moment, Suoh Mikoto stared unfocused at the ceiling, lying motionless on the bed. Only when the door was pushed open and he saw who entered did his dark golden eyes seem to regain their light. "What are you doing?" Suoh Mikoto's voice was low and he seemed listless.

"Kusanagi asked me to come and see you." Totsuka smiled and sat down on the edge of the bed. Looking at Suoh Mikoto, who was not moving, he gently placed his left hand on Suoh's head. "Didn't you sleep well? At this time, you should go down and see him. After all, everyone gathered together because of King. If you don't see him, you'll be depressed."

Suoh Mikoto's expression relaxed a little when the boy's hand covered his, but then he grabbed the boy's wrist. "I can easily crush your wrist."

"If you want, that's fine." Totsuka gave a wry smile. Since Zun became the Red King, his condition seemed to be becoming increasingly unstable, which made him think of his Sword of Damocles. He wondered if it was already damaged. And what could he do to resolve this hidden danger?

Suoh Mikoto loosened the boy's wrist again, and with a mixture of doubt and relief, he held the boy's hand in his palm. "It's such a fragile thing..." yet it's unexpectedly hard to let go. Since that kiss, he seems to be able to do some more intimate things with the boy.

Totsuka used her other hand to grasp his hand as well, and then helped him sit up on the bed. "Alright, if you feel better, then get down."

The footsteps came heavily upstairs, and Totsuka immediately looked towards the door. At that moment, Kamamoto Rikio scratched his head awkwardly, as if he had disturbed two people again?

Totsuka didn't think Kamamoto would come up for no reason. Generally speaking, there aren't many people who would dare to approach Suoh Mikoto alone. "What's wrong, Kamamoto?"

“Mr. Zun, Totsuka-san.” Kamamoto glanced at the two of them, then immediately looked away. “Um, Kushina-nee is here.”

Kushina Honami is Suoh Mikoto and Kusanagi Izumo's high school teacher. Totsuka met her after sneaking into their school. She is a woman who looks very elegant but is a bit careless in her actions.

"Looks like a rare guest." Totsuka glanced at Suoh Mikoto and nodded to Kamamoto. "We'll go down now."

Seeing Totsuka's resolute expression, Suoh Mikoto reluctantly got out of bed, pulling Totsuka along with him. Kamamoto quickly stepped aside, and behind them, gave Totsuka an admiring look.

"Kushina-nee." Totsuka greeted Kushina Honami with a smile, then focused her gaze on the little girl Kushina was holding hands with. The girl looked only six or seven years old, with delicate, doll-like features, staring blankly at them, wearing a very retro blue dress with lace trim. This made Totsuka's smile even brighter when she saw her.

Suoh Mikoto frowned, seemingly not pleased by the visitor's arrival.

“Suoh-kun.” Kushina Honami’s expression was the opposite; she was very happy to see her student. “My student opened such a wonderful shop, I had to come and see it.”

"Aren't you going to introduce her?" Totsuka released Suoh Mikoto's hand, squatted down to be at eye level with the girl, and said, "I never expected to meet such a cute girl."

After Totsuka let go, Suoh Mikoto immediately put the hand in his pocket, looked around the bar, and then sat down at the bar.

“This is my brother’s daughter, Anna.” Kushina Honami seemed used to Suoh Mikoto’s attitude. Her conversation with Totsuka was the most comfortable. She found it amazing that such a famous and good-natured celebrity could know her student.

"Oh, by the way, could you sign a few more albums for me today?" Kushina Honami took out a few albums from her bag and winked at Totsuka. "When are you going to release a new album? I'll definitely support you."

"It's in preparation." Totsuka chuckled as he took the album and placed it on the bar. He asked Kusanagi Izumo for a pen and skillfully signed his name in cursive script. "My manager has recently returned to work, and the people in the music studio are also working on my new album. You know, sometimes it's common for a good album to take a year or two to prepare."