Zongman: Please stop destroying the worldview!

He looked at the Holy Judge of Skyfire, who was drying some towels in the room, and said with a hint of emotion, "The guy holding that sword is probably dead. Maybe he's still alive in another form? I don't quite understand, but that guy must have died a worthy death."

"Feel sorry."

"It's okay. I don't mind. As long as we're alive, separation and death are nothing new."

"I'm sorry, I mean, father's clothes are all wet, and I don't have any clothes to lend you.

I have no clothes of my own.”

Chen Mo heard this and scratched his head as he watched Xiangzi slumped on the soaked tatami. "The clothes are okay, but your mattress is soaked through. It's unsleeping. Why don't you and your father stay at my house for the night?"

Xiangzi's face flushed: "No! I can handle it myself! You, you should take care of yourself first!"

Alas, another stubborn person. Ever since I came to this world, I have met so many tsunderes!

-

Xiangzi's father was now drunk and unconscious. The rain outside was getting heavier, making it extremely difficult to go out to buy groceries or find a hotel. There was no running water in the house, no bathroom, and the public baths were probably closed. If Xiangzi didn't help, he would have to curl up in a corner for the night.

However, she lacked magical powers and could only do so much. She could not conjure up a clean bed for Xiangzi, and she was determined not to let him sleep in her house.

"There's no other way. Since I can't handle it myself, I can only ask my friends for help!"

"what?"

"Xiangzi, don't you have any friends? Friends are there to help each other in times of trouble!"

"Of course I have friends! It's just..."

But my close bandmates, who had once formed a band with me, had long been abandoned by me, even on a rainy day like this. If they had known I was in this predicament, they would have braved the rain to help, right? But I couldn't let them see me like this, never.

But Chen Mo had already dialed the number. The band members all lived too far away; asking them to brave the rain and come all the way from Shimokitazawa was simply too much to ask. What about everyone in the magic support group? Oblivionis remained silent, Dark Wings was locked up at home by his mom because he wanted to play in the rain, and Evil King True Eyes was also locked up at home by his sister because he wanted to play in the rain—totally unreliable!

It seems that I can only use the favor that I don’t want to use again and contact that reliable middle-aged man.

A cold voice came from the other end of the phone, making the entire rain curtain quiet for a moment:

"Huh, Chen Mo. You're contacting me in this weather, you're not here to chat, are you?"

"Brother A'long, my friend is in trouble. Our home was flooded and we have nowhere to stay. I hope you can rescue him!"

Chapter 20 A Gentle World

Raindrops pierced the streets of Tokyo like silver needles. Aaron, holding a pure black, long-handled umbrella, walked steadily through the rain. The umbrella tilted slightly forward, covering the upper half of his face, revealing only his tightly pursed lips and the faint scar on his chin.

Each of his steps was weighted, rain splashing around the edges of his boots but quickly being swept away. The hem of his black waterproof overalls swayed with his steps, reminiscent of the trench coat worn by gangsters of yesteryear.

"According to Chen Mo's description, the main water supply pipe burst..." Aaron muttered to himself, frowning, "First, we need to confirm whether it is a PVC pipe or a copper pipe... If it is an aging copper pipe joint..." He subconsciously touched the tool kit to make sure the pipe wrench and sealing tape were within reach.

Passersby unconsciously made way for him. An office worker accidentally brushed past A-Long, looked up to meet his sharp eyes hidden beneath an umbrella, then quickly lowered his head and walked away, the convenience store bag rustling in his hand.

Behind him, the Death Brothers, each carrying a large bag, were carrying a wasteland-style umbrella decorated with rivets. They marched towards the dilapidated apartment building with the swiftness of an earthquake. The tenants in the rental house closed their doors one after another, and the old woman who was about to go upstairs to trouble Xiangzi retreated: this posture was exactly like the rhythm of a rainy night raid to silence someone in a yakuza movie!

-

Arriving at the door, A'long put down his umbrella, shook off the raindrops neatly, and stared at Chen Mo with ferocious eyes: "A broken water pipe is indeed no small matter, but I don't remember you being helpless because of such a small matter, weak man."

Chen Mo and A'long exchanged glances, then responded grimly. "For me, drowning in the sea would be a minor matter. But my neighbor's home was flooded and she has nowhere to live. Her parents are addicted to alcohol. They haven't asked me for help, but I can't bear to see them suffer in front of me."

Aaron walked into the house and saw the room that had been tidied by Chen Mo and the roughly treated water pipes. He patted Chen Mo's shoulder with relief:

"Boy, you're worthy of being my new pick. You're a beginner in the world of househusbands. But a broken pipe isn't an easy opponent to defeat, not to mention the two tricks of [soaked clothes] and [bed change].

This kind of brutal battlefield is not something a newbie like you can handle. Stand back and watch carefully, and learn my—the Way of the Ultimate Househusband!

Aaron took off his shoes, put on his own disposable shoe covers, put on gloves, and put on a headgear with a flashlight. Then he took out a waterproof sticker with a little yellow duck pattern from his tool kit. The professionalism of this whole process made Chen Mo cheer! Then the Death Brothers put down the huge package and took out a washbasin, detergent, a change of clothes, sheets, quilts, and blankets... You are so well prepared!

This is the ultimate househusband! Doing housework is like going to the battlefield, fully equipped! Move easily! Work in perfect harmony!

The two Death brothers handed over the corresponding tools without A-Long's words, and in less than twenty minutes they repaired the water pipe that even Chen Mo was helpless to fix!

Damn! Who else can beat me as a househusband? Who else dares to challenge me?

-

As A-Long and the Death Brothers were arguing, Xiangzi, who had been speechless the entire time due to the pressure of their aura, finally came to his senses and stood next to Chen Mo and whispered:

"He... he's the agent?"

Xiangzi only met A Long once when he rented the house, but the appearance of him and his two subordinates was so shocking that it was really hard to forget.

Chen Mo: "His name is A'long. He used to be a member of the Yakuza, but now he's a stay-at-home husband. He recently came to work at the agency because his family was short of money."

"Huh? Is that okay? You and Yakuza are friends?"

"No problem. He's a professional wife-doting expert and a housework freak. As long as there's chores to do, he'll come and help with all the enthusiasm of a gangster. He's actually a good guy."

"...I can only say that you are worthy of being a weirdo friend."

-

An hour later, Xiangzi's house looked brand new.

The room was tidied and the plumbing repaired. With water, they could wash clothes. Half the clothes went into the small washing machine, and the rest were washed by Aaron with the efficiency of destroying ten gangs in one night. Chen Mo used the Heavenly Fire Judgment to dry them efficiently. The Death Brothers moved the soaked mattress aside—so heavy after absorbing the water, only these two muscular men could move it. Then they laid out the sheets, mattress, and quilt Aaron had brought. Lastly, Bruce was holding a rag, mopping up the water and mud spots on the floor and walls.

The originally desolate and sad house became bustling with people. Everyone was working in the kitchen, except Xiangzi, who was standing there in a daze.

If only one person came to help her, she would still refuse because of her pride, but suddenly such a large group of people came running to work, even the dog was mopping the floor, then Xiangzi felt a sense of insecurity, this is obviously my home...

In the end, all enemies (household chores) were eliminated, and what remained after the brutal war was a beautiful home suitable for survival.

Aaron, the Death Brothers, Chen Mo, and Bruce exchanged a smile, their words speaking volumes. They toasted on the battlefield with the juice Aaron had brought, celebrating the fact that they, their comrades, could still see the sun tomorrow. From this day forward, they were friends, having fought together and shared life and death.

Xiangzi: "No, what are you burning?"

-

Aaron walked up to Xiangzi and took the package handed to him by the Death Brothers, "Little girl from the Toyokawa family, my boss (wife) has something to show you."

A-Long had an expression that could scare passersby, as if the package contained a bomb. Xiangzi mustered up the courage to look A-Long in the eye: "What is it? Let me see."

Aaron opened the package and found a bento inside. The box was a girly pink color.

"These are the supplies that Master Meijiu entrusted to you. Please inspect them."

"Miku?"

Aaron's eyes sharpened: "Ryuzaki Mikuko, my wife. After she heard about your situation, she asked me to pass on the supplies for you. Remember, hunger is the most intolerable enemy."

Xiangzi: "I've already eaten, I don't need this..."

Gurgle, gurgle, before he could finish his sentence, his stomach made a protesting sound, interrupting Xiangzi's second half of the sentence.

Aaron's eyes became more dangerous. "Are you trying to say that you want to ruin Meijiu's kindness? Or are you questioning my cooking skills?"

Xiangzi: "It's not me... Never mind, I'll take it then."

On the other side, the Death brothers borrowed the kitchen to make a bowl of sobering soup - you can't believe these two are such good cooks, they are feeding it to Xiangzi's father to sober him up.

"Oh, uncle, drink this and you won't feel uncomfortable anymore~~"

"You two, please talk to me normally!"

-

The lively chaos ended. A'long lent Xiangzi a set of beds for fine wine, and gave a detailed account of how he chose this set of products that combined cost-effectiveness and comfort in the supermarket. In the end, he was interrupted by Chen Mo who couldn't bear it anymore.

The four people and the dog waved goodbye to Xiangzi, and the tidy room returned to its quiet state. Xiangzi's father, who had just drunk the hangover soup, finally woke up slowly. He touched his head and asked, "Xiangzi, what's going on? Why did it feel like the house was so lively just now?"

"You drank too much, Father."

Xiangzi fell onto the bed, took out his phone, and saw Chen Mo sharing his story of helping his neighbor with everyone in the group chat. Fortunately, he didn't reveal his identity, otherwise he would have been unable to stay in the group chat and would have had to say "I'm here to leave this group chat" again. . . .

Sigh, what am I thinking about again? Today, Chen Mo and a group of friends inexplicably helped me out, and then they left in a tizzy. What just happened was like an hallucination caused by overwork. But this feeling of being helped by friends didn't seem so unpleasant.

This world seems to be quite gentle.

-

The Death Brothers had already gone back. Aaron, who was left behind, became serious and said to Chen Mo:

"Boy, I need to talk to you about something."

Chen Mo stopped, thinking that A Long was going to say something about being a cook again: "Go ahead."

"It's fine for your neighbor, the father and daughter, to do a little favor as friends, but don't even think about interfering with that man's life. This is a little warning from me as a senior."

"You mean that old man who gets drunk every day? I don't really care. Everyone has their own way of living. But I thought you hated people like him who didn't do housework the most."

Aaron took out a cigarette candy and put it in his mouth. After feeling Chen Mo's strange gaze, he explained, "Meijiu doesn't like the smell of cigarettes. I've already quit."

"Okay, I know you love your wife very much. So what's going on with my neighbor's house? You chose the house for me, so at least give me enough information."

A-Long: "The Toyokawa family, I only need to say this and you should understand. That girl is the eldest daughter of the Toyokawa family. Now she has fallen to this place. You should be able to imagine how many dirty things are hidden in it.

You are a warm-hearted person, but don't even think about interfering in her fate. The darkness of the Toyokawa family is something that even the Yakuza dare not dabble in.

That’s all I have to say. Goodbye.”

Aaron left, holding a black umbrella and with his windbreaker fluttering, like the end of a movie.

Chen Mo played with the secret seal in his hand, looking at the heavy rain outside, and sneered: "The darkness of the Fengchuan family is interesting. It seems that the local chaebols are involved in the abnormality of this world."

Chapter 21: Cats and Dogs

After the rain, the sky cleared up. The next day, Chen Mo and the four members who had finished their band gathered together again in "Stars".

Hong Xia was still the host: "The second band meeting is over, let's begin! Quacking! The theme of our meeting today is—how to be more like a band!"

Chen Mo crossed his arms: "You are talking about this unnecessary thing again."

Hong Xia: "How can you say it's unnecessary?! Having a band atmosphere can better attract audiences and improve the creative atmosphere within the team! Then I'll first put forward my suggestion. We can launch the band's peripheral products!"

Hong Xia took out a few Papa Rings and said, "Look! The color of each Papa Ring corresponds to a member of the band! Cute, right? If every fan wears a Papa Ring at the concert, it will be a really rockin' scene!"

Each of the four members received one. Liang looked at the Papa Ring in his hand, then looked at Chen Mo and made a decision:

"They're 500 yen each."

Chen Mo: "?"