King of Fighters, I became Mai Shiranui's lifelong enemy

"Of course!" Wu Ji straightened his chest and looked righteous.

Now the problem comes back again!

“Where does the money come from?”

"Oh, I searched old man Hanzo's room and found a bag of jewels on the beam. They look quite valuable. I think they are the coffin money that the old man prepared for himself."

"Then I exchanged it for money and went out to buy some snacks... By the way, I didn't eat any of the food I had these past few days. I threw it all away while you weren't paying attention. It would be so nice to use this money to eat out every day~"

Wu Ji squinted his eyes in enjoyment, and took out a bottle of ice cola from somewhere.

"Sizzle~" The sound of opening a bottle of Coke is always so pleasant, and the carbon dioxide rushes out of the tin can impatiently, stimulating the senses.

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh.

"Burp." He burped comfortably with a cola-flavored burp. "Coke is always the best when you first sip it!"

It's Coca-Cola, by the way.

"You guy!"

Mai Shiranui lowered her head, her whole body trembling with excitement. Her anger bar was almost full again, and her clenched fists were creaking.

That's how it is. As her lifelong enemy, Wu Ji can always raise her blood pressure to the maximum in an instant.

"That is, that is grandpa's...treasure, it was his..." Crystals condensed in Mai Shiranui's erect phoenix pupils.

It seemed like he was about to hear some secret gossip, but Wu Ji had no interest in hearing about the old man's past achievements, nor was he too lazy to fight Mai Shiranui again.

"for you."

He threw the so-called treasure along with the bag to Mai Shiranui.

"This is?"

Mai Shiranui, whose emotions were just brewing, looked at the cloth bag in her hand with a confused expression.

Eh? This?

Didn’t exchange it for money?

So what was I so excited about?

"I'm just kidding. You believe everything I say. You're so gullible." Wu Ji put his hands on his hips and laughed, mocking this silly woman.

"then you……"

Mai Shiranui felt like she had really become a quail trapped in his hands.

My body, mind, and emotions were completely under his control and I couldn't escape.

If he wanted to make himself angry, he would be angry. If he wanted to make himself laugh... he couldn't laugh either.

At least I don't feel so bad anymore.

So she thought.

"If you only rely on your gym to make money, you'll starve to death sooner or later, so I took some time off to go out and look for opportunities to make some money."

Wu Ji smiled confidently and proudly announced:

"I'm now the most talented lyricist and composer in all of Tokyo, no, in all of Neon!"

He? A lyricist and composer? A genius?

Mai Shiranui stared blankly at this shameless, mean, bastard, evil, devil-like man.

I began to wonder if there was something wrong with this world.

Chapter 7: A male Sanda whose secondary occupation is a genius composer

Money is useful in any world.

Even among this group of fighters with lofty ambitions and whose minds are filled with muscles, many participate in the annual KOF competition for the prize money.

Then something went wrong every year and I never got the bonus.

Wu Ji felt that with his current strength, it should not be a problem for him to replace this year's "protagonist" Kusanagi Kyo and defeat the final boss Rugal.

After winning, I will ask the Lugal Group for the bonus. I don’t think they will dare to refuse.

Hundreds of millions of dollars, enough for you to live a life of luxury and do whatever you want.

But there are still a few months before the KOF competition starts, so I can't let myself down during this period.

He is also a law-abiding young man who is unwilling to do anything that violates the rules.

So Wu Ji started the plagiarism law to make money legally and in compliance with regulations.

"What's with that look in your eyes? Your fiancé is both talented and handsome. Isn't that normal?"

"Novels, comics, games, etc. are too time-consuming, so I just write a few songs. Isn't that how much money can come?"

"I can't help it. I'm just such a genius."

Wu Ji had no shame in being a plagiarist and took it for granted that all the songs in Future were his own creations.

However, he was very satisfied with Mai Shiranui's silly expression. He gently pinched her cheek and took out a thick stack of newspapers before she could react.

Mai Shiranui rubbed the part of her body that Wu Ji had pinched with disgust, then looked at the pile of newspapers.

"what is this?"

The headlines in the newspaper silently answered Mai Shiranui's doubts.

Genius composer "Wu Ji" emerges out of nowhere, shocking the Japanese music scene!

"He created 23 god-level pop songs in just a few days. Is this a result of years of hard work or a natural talent?"

A music critic commented: Wu Ji's songs are all decadent and only know how to please young people, without any spiritual core.

"It is rumored that the genius composer Wu Ji is actually an 18-year-old high school student?"

Wu Ji's True Appearance Revealed! He Looks Like This...

Some of them are comments on Wu Ji's songs by veteran musicians, some are commercial hype made by management companies to promote their singers' new songs, and some are unscrupulous tabloids trying to capitalize on the popularity.

Mai Shiranui even saw the "scandal news" published by some tabloids!

"Genius musician Wu Ji abandons his girlfriend after having affairs! This information comes from a girlfriend he dumped three times..."

"Well, fame brings trouble. That's the trouble with being famous."

"Luckily, I don't like dating fans, otherwise, let alone rumored girlfriends, I'd probably have a baby."

Wu Ji shrugged and took off his clothes in front of Mai Shiranui. He changed his upper body into a clean white shirt and his lower body into the trousers and leather shoes that were most popular among office workers.

He took out a pair of black-framed glasses and put them on to hide the arrogance in his eyes, then combed his hair into an adult style.

A gentle and handsome man with glasses appeared in front of Mai Shiranui.

"You, what are you doing..." She had been shocked by the continuous news since the beginning, and saw Wu Ji performing a magic trick in front of her, her brain could no longer react.

Is this still the unruly, muscular, powerful, and arrogant greatest devil in the world?

She even believed him when he said he was going to play the perfect second male lead in an idol drama!

"Oh, the agency has made an appointment with me. I'll go there today to discuss the future contract."

He smiled gently at Mai Shiranui and said, "I'll go collect some more money while I'm at it."

Collecting money or something... He talks about it as if he's collecting protection money, and now it feels like he's a thug in a suit.

Sometimes he's a violent fighter, sometimes a talented songwriter, and now he's become a domineering idol.

Mai Shiranui couldn't understand him anymore.

She never understood him.

……

SNK Economic Entertainment Co., Ltd. is the most famous leading entertainment company in Japan, and it is also the company where Wu Ji wrote the music and lyrics.

I don’t know if it’s because of the unique influence of the three words “SNK” in this world, but there is hardly any entertainment company in Japan or even in the world that can be compared with it.

In this monopoly industry, this company has not yet been involved in any scandals such as bullying of artists, bullying of peers, and unspoken rules.

It's a miracle.

Now Wu Ji is sitting in the reception room of SNK Neon Tokyo branch.

Sitting opposite him was the well-known agent in the industry, "Ryoko Sakurajima".

"Teacher Wu Ji, are you really not considering signing a contract and making your debut? With your composing ability and outstanding appearance, I can ask the company to use all its resources to support you over the next year."

Ryoko Sakurajima is a career woman who looks very capable. She has a black ponytail tied up high, a well-fitting brown OL outfit, slender calves under gray silk stockings, and black fish-mouth high heels on her feet.

She only had light makeup on her face, but her looks were no less than any idol star.

When the peach was slightly ripe, I heard that this agent was busy with his career and still unmarried.

At this time, she was actively persuading Wu Ji to sign a contract with the company and become an artist under SNK.

Originally, when Sakurajima Ryoko heard about this "genius composer", she didn't take it seriously. Every year, the entertainment industry has endless "geniuses", "child prodigies", and "once-in-a-millennium beauties", and they are all just hype.

But she could no longer sit still after her rival agent in the company used his song to make one of his less popular artists instantly famous.

When I met him today, I found that this talented composer is not only extremely talented, but also has amazing looks. He is even more handsome than the boys in the company's boy bands.

Sakurajima Ryoko stretched out her palm, with five white, slender fingers spread out in front of him, and excitedly painted a pie for Wu Ji.

"Five years! I promise it will only take five years at most! Everyone in this world will be intoxicated by your songs. You will become the prince charming in the hearts of thousands of girls, and they will fall asleep listening to your songs on countless nights..."

Wu Ji just looked at her with a smile without any expression.

I, Arad male Sanda, am an idol in the world of King of Fighters?

What a joke.

We are all adults, we are just trying to make some money. Why are you really painting pie in the sky for me to pursue my dreams? Is it really that serious?

I still have to go back and fuck that sow Held!

How can I have the time to play the idol development routine with you?

Sitting still and waiting for death wasn't Wu Ji's style, so he launched a counterattack, "...How about you debut, Ms. Liangzi? After all, your image is very attractive, Liangzi. I'm even a little moved by it."

He blinked his eyes, his expression ambiguous as if hinting at something.

"I can write a song for you anytime."

The gentle voice highlighted Wu Ji's current image as a sunny and warm man, making Sakurajima Ryoko's heart beat "bang bang" unconsciously.

It’s such a shame that Mr. Wu Ji doesn’t become an idol and cheat little girls out of their money.

"What...what are you talking about? Sister, I'm old and not suitable for doing these..." She didn't dare to look at Wu Jidi's face again, turned her back, but her ears turned red.

"Also, in Neon, you can't call unfamiliar friends by their first names! That's only for family or lovers..."

"Hey~ I thought you had a good relationship with Ms. Ryoko. At this age, a girl's charm is at its peak."

"That's enough joking."

After all, she is an agent of an entertainment company. Sakurajima Ryoko, who is used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women, quickly returned to work after some psychological preparation.

"This time I asked Teacher Wu Ji to come here. Besides the contract and remuneration issues, I also need your help with something else."

She took out a piece of information from the folder on the table and handed it to Wu Ji. "I'd like to ask you for a favor and see if you can write a song for this child. Of course, the remuneration will be as we agreed before."

Seeing Wu Ji's lack of reaction, Sakurajima Ryoko hurriedly explained, "Don't look at this girl, she just debuted and is still in school, but she really has great potential. Her energy, her youthfulness, and her performance on stage are enough to infect everyone."

"I guarantee with my career that she will become a world-class idol in the future!"

Wu Ji smiled and said, "No, no, no, of course I have no objection."

"A custom song, huh? Could you tell me when I can meet her? You know, to create a song that perfectly suits an idol's personality, you need to discuss it with the person and get their opinions."

Making money is one thing, but what really interests Wu Ji is the idol's name.

Asamiya Athena!