Fighting you is like being in jail.

"..."

Kaname Madoka looked at her three-story villa with an entrance garden and backyard, blinking in bewilderment.

You call this an ordinary person?

If Leng Chang and the others knew this, they'd probably be lying on the ground crying and screaming.

"Mom, you're overthinking it. The Leng Chang family isn't actually that rich."

"What? You're giving away Romantic Connies even though it's not a lot of money?! Do you know how much that bottle of wine costs?! At least five million! That's several months' salary for your mother! People who try to appear richer than they are are even more dishonest!"

"......"

Oh no! We're doomed!

Kaname Sonoka now fully understood what was going on, and she pursed her lips, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Let's put all that aside for now! Just tell me, Leng Chang, are you satisfied?"

"I'm satisfied, but I'm worried about you, Xiaoyuan. Actually, as long as you're doing well, that's all that matters."

“Then there’s no problem!” Kaname Madoka looked at her mother with conviction, full of resolve.

It seems we need to make some arrangements to deal with any trade issues and reduce our wealth a bit.

Otherwise, Mom will worry.

But this is so troublesome!

Teeth! Teeth! Teeth!

Madoka Kaname couldn't hold back for a moment; she should have just been an ordinary person.

I was worried that my strong, independent wife wouldn't approve of me, and now look what's happened.

In the chat group.

Kaname Sonoka: Cold and unyielding War God! Come out!

Cold: ?

Kaname Madoka: Your foreign trade business has run into trouble, and your family's wealth has decreased!

Leng Chang: ???

Homura Akemi: What happened?

Black and White Hill: Hey! There's some juicy gossip!

Kitahara Iori: Sho!

Kazuma Sato: Serve the food!

Leng Chang: What's going on? I just left, how come there's trouble in the trade sector?

Madoka Kaname: It's because the things you gave me were too expensive. My mother thought you were from a wealthy family and that you were unattainable.

Leng Chang: Huh?

Kitahara Iori: What did you give me?

Cold and common: Romantic Connie.

Kitahara Iori: emmm… just tell me how much it costs.

Leng Chang: Around six million yen. I didn't check the price when I bought it.

Kitahara Iori: It's not expensive.

Kazuma Sato: It's really not expensive.

Shizuka Heike: What the hell is that not expensive?! That's six million! My monthly salary is only five hundred thousand!

Goto Ichiri: Six, six million!

Leng Chang: Is it expensive?

Kitahara Iori: I don't know, anyway, I don't look at the price when I buy things now, do you guys?

Kazuma Sato: Who watches that stuff?

Bucciarati: ......

Homura Akemi: ......

Madoka Kaname: I think I know where the problem lies. *facepalm*

Celia: Six million isn't much, is it? I see I still have hundreds of millions in my account.

Shikame Sonoka:......

Homura Akemi: What exactly makes you so indifferent to money?

Kitahara Iori: Hey! I know!

Leng Chang: Our counterfeit workshop! (Proudly posted JPG)

Shikame Sonoka:......

Shizuka Heike: Aren't you afraid of inflation?

Leng Chang: You won't believe it, but the amount I issue is practically the same as the market quota.

Homura Akemi: Indeed...

Madoka Kaname: My mom thinks the Leng family is a wealthy family, and I'll definitely suffer if I marry into it. *bursts into tears*

Homura Akemi: I knew something was wrong, it wouldn't be normal if something didn't happen. *covers face*

Kaname Sonoka: This is so troublesome! Troublesome! Troublesome!

Kitahara Iori: Huh! ? You damned Leng Chang, you actually betrayed the organization! I'm going to kill you!

Black and White Hill: Marry? Keep quiet!

Kazuma Sato: Oh my god! What did I miss again?!

Goto Ichiri: Eh eh eh eh—!

Bucciarati: Congratulations?

Kaname Sonoka: Why is there a question mark?

Bucciarati: An awkward yet polite smile.JPG

Leng Chang: Xiaoyuan is being pressured by her mother to get married, but she doesn't want to go on blind dates, so she dragged me along as a shield.

Madoka Kaname: Yes, that's right.

Kitahara Iori: That's alright then, I'll withdraw my fist.

Kazuma Sato: Oh no! I feel like I can see what will happen to us in the future! No way! I'm going to run away from home!

Leng Chang: Don't worry, you'll have a blue girl to bring home.

Celia: That was hell...

Kazuma Sato:?

Kitahara Iori: It truly is hell. (Nodding emoji)

Kazuma Sato:??

Bucciarati: That's too hellish.

Kazuma Sato: No? Why are you saying that too, Bucciarati?!

Shizuka Hiratsuka: My condolences.

Goto Ichiri: Sigh...

Kazuma Sato: Even Pochi-chan is sighing! Just how terrible is my future?! (Picasso Scream.JPG)

Leng Chang: By the way, Bucciarati, we're going to Morioh, are you coming?

Bucciarati: I won't go, after all, I can't get rid of things here.

Leng Chang: Okay, let's get ready and set off.

Shikame Sonoka: Great!

Homura Akemi: Let's go on an adventure after five years.

Just as Leng Chang was preparing to set off.

Dudu ludu ludu!

The pink phone rang.

"Hmm? Who could it be?"

In the pitch-black living room, Leng Chang sat on the sofa, turning his head to look around, a fierce glint in his eyes. The pink cell phone on the coffee table was Re Yi's private number, currently known only to the two of them.

One is Yoshimura Aite.

One is Mrs. Yukinoshita.

Beep.

The phone was answered as Leng Chang held it between two fingers, and just as he was about to ask a question, an unfamiliar voice rang out.

"Moshi Moshi, is that the boss of the Heat Elemental?"

Leng Chang frowned, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, and glanced sideways at the caller ID on the phone—Mrs. Yukinoshita.

Something's happened.

"Yao? You still dared to call me even though you knew that?"

"Isn't this a gang that rose to prominence in a short period of time out of curiosity, to the point that even insiders don't know who the boss is?"

"Now you know? Are you satisfied?"

"No, it's because we still don't know who you are."

“You’d better think this through. If you return the phone now and make sure that family is alright, I can pretend nothing happened. This is the last warning.”

"Don't worry, I didn't lay a hand on that family. I'm just curious who you are."

"You should be glad you didn't do anything to them, otherwise you wouldn't be talking to me like this now. There are many things in this world that cannot be explored, no matter how strong your curiosity is, you cannot, you are not allowed to touch them. That's what's called a bottom line."

"Then can you tell me who you are?"

"So what if you know?"

"I was just satisfying my curiosity."

"Then you're really asking for trouble, great manga artist Rohan Kishibe."

"......."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, as if one could already see Rohan Kishibe's face, motionless and covered in cold sweat.

He had realized that he had opened Pandora's box, and was even completely locked in.

beep........

The call ended; he must have been frightened.

Leng Chang was very satisfied with the result, and smiled crookedly, feeling that this matter had come at the perfect time.

Thinking about it carefully, perhaps it was some kind of special accident that made Rohan Kishibe learn about the situation of the Thermal Anomaly, and then discover that even the people inside the Thermal Anomaly were unaware of its boss.

This piqued his curiosity. As a manga artist, and a Stand user at that, how could Rohan Kishibe not satisfy his curiosity?

So, following the clues, they found Mrs. Yukinoshita, and after going through her memories, they learned about the existence of the phone number. Driven by curiosity, they called back.

This is very much like Rohan on the shore.

After all, he was the kind of person who courted death, and he even had a habit of casually peeking into other people's memories.

But! This time he messed with the wrong person!

There's only one outcome for someone like that: beat them up!

After all, a Rohan who moves around randomly at the shore is no good, but a Rohan who doesn't move at all is fine.

Maybe we can recruit them!