Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

Sojiro responded and walked to the kitchen to start preparing.

He was a little puzzled, why are there so many customers who like strong flavors recently? Mocha coffee is sweet enough on its own, so if you add triple sugar, wouldn't it become hot cocoa?

Her taste is quite similar to that of Futaba's boyfriend.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh. It's certainly a good thing that Futaba can regain her vitality and reintegrate into society, but it's hard to say what the future will be like for her to have a boyfriend at this age, and he's the son of a wealthy family...

A quarter of an hour later, the fragrant coffee and bright red spicy curry were served on the table.

"I'm gonna start now."

Jiang Shangjingliu clasped her hands together, thanked politely, and began to enjoy her meal.

She ate in an elegant and calm manner. After tasting the food, she nodded slightly and thought to herself: "Very good, it seems that Xiaoyi's taste has not changed much over the years. Then the recipe I prepared should come in handy."

After finishing the meal, she thanked Sojiro and left Café Leblanc.

I have completed another goal for today and I am quite satisfied with the result.

Back in the special car, she took out a document from her briefcase and slowly flipped through it.

Each page of this document contains detailed information about a key target, with the first three pages containing the files of Takemiya, Sakura Futaba, and Kanzaki Hazuki.

The fourth page contains the archival materials of a female reporter.

"A son of a big house..."

Jiang Shang Jingliu read out the name silently, feeling somewhat puzzled.

"She is a columnist for the Daily News, a feminist pioneer, and her favorite place is the "New Man Big Sister Bar". How did this person get together with Xiaoyi? I feel like they are totally incompatible..."

"This female reporter has a nice appearance and figure, but there seems to be nothing special about her in other aspects. A little reporter can't be of any help to Xiaoyi, right? Or is she related to that so-called legion?"

She really couldn't figure out what Xiaoyi was doing.

He has only been in Tokyo for a month and a half and he has already attracted four charming women. Could it be that he has been suppressed too much by Lord Shigeki and is now entering his rebellious phase?

After thinking for a while, Jiang Shang Jingliu put the documents back into his bag and ordered the bodyguard to return to Huiye Building.

As for Da Zhai Yizi, she had no intention of contacting him for the time being. Besides the fact that she felt he was not a big threat, the fact that he was often away on business was also a distraction.

At present, Wu Jianmiao still poses the greatest threat.

What makes her even more uncomfortable is that this female doctor is very talented and is crucial to Xiaoyi's career. She even has to find a way to keep Wu Jianmiao by Xiaoyi's side...

"Reality is indeed more magical than fiction."

She sighed and slowly closed her eyes.

……

While the ladies were busy showing off their skills, Mitsui Tsubasa was certainly not idle either.

In fact, as soon as he arrived at school, he entered the impression space and prepared to make up for the practice time last night.

After greeting Isshiki Wakaba in the camp, he entered the Virtue Deprivation Road with two Pixie and Oracle's combat drone.

This training would last a whole day, and in order to ensure endurance, he adopted a relatively conservative combat strategy.

——Relying on Oracle's drones as the main output, it is only responsible for destroying those huge and powerful shadows.

After several adjustments, they successfully grasped the rhythm of the battle and successfully eliminated the waves of incoming shadows.

The fierce and lively battle lasted until noon. He found a hidden shelter, hurriedly ate the lunch box he brought with him, and then joined the battle again.

Under such high-intensity combat, experience points naturally increase rapidly.

Before the school bell rang, his experience bar was half full, and he would be able to reach level 30 by tomorrow at the latest!

"When the time comes, we will have to make peace with the First Emperor!"

Mitsui Tsubasa took a deep look at the void behind him, silently sheathed his sword, and began his journey back.

After returning to school, he stuffed his cumbersome equipment into a large backpack and prepared to go home.

However, the oracle tapped on his phone a few times, as if he had something to say.

Mitsui Tsubasa took a closer look and found that her expression was unexpectedly serious. He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"Captain of the Legion, you are in big trouble!" The Oracle waved his arms exaggeratedly, making a circle as big as possible, "Your philandering has been exposed, meow!"

"what!?"

He exclaimed, and without thinking, he quickly retorted: "Don't talk nonsense, I am sincere to everyone, and everyone is my wings!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Oracle shrugged and looked at him teasingly, "Okay, let me put it another way. Your new wing has already fought with the other wings while you were away, meow~"

Mitsui Tsubasa was confused for a while before he figured out what she said.

"Did Jingliu go to find Wu Jianmiao?" He held his head in horror.

"That's not the case." The Oracle showed a malicious smile, "To be precise, she looked for Takemiya, the maid, and Futaba. Now everyone knows that your childhood sweetheart and concubine is here, meow~"

"how so……"

His heart, which was originally full of excitement, suddenly turned cold, and Mitsui Tsubasa almost shivered with cold. He just went to school, why did the harem start a fire...

Suddenly, he came to his senses and asked, "Oracle, why didn't you remind me earlier?"

The Oracle narrowed his eyes and pointed at the upper right corner of the phone with a half-dissatisfied and half-taunting expression. "The network of the Impression Space and the real world are isolated from each other. I can't receive any information from the outside world while I'm inside."

After listening to her explanation, Mitsui Tsubasa nodded happily and began to think about his last words...

Chapter 253: Mitsui Tsubasa: Selling out teammates when in doubt...

There are always people saying that people will have a magical premonition before they die and see the reel of life.

Mitsui Tsubasa didn't believe this before, but now... he believes it. He really saw a lot of familiar scenes, such as the horrifying scene of all the harem beauties gathering together on Valentine's Day, with chocolate in the left hand and a hatchet in the right hand.

I remember that in the original novel, JOKER died on that day, and his "rehabilitation" failed...

However, before he could think about it, the oracle knocked hard on the screen, attracting his attention.

Mitsui Tsubasa looked down and saw several missed text messages on the screen, and the senders happened to be the ones he was most afraid of.

[Wu Jianmiao: I met a "friendly" new neighbor today, and we talked a lot about you. I feel like I haven't said enough. Are you free to come to my room tonight to continue chatting?]

[Sakura Futaba: Tsubasa, I came up with a super awesome plan today! Um, if you have time, can you come to my house? I'll prepare curry, rice, and snacks for you. ]

[Da Zhai Yizi: Commander, what are the arrangements for today's activities? Do we need to gather? ]

[Jiang Shang Jingliu: Xiaoyi, I have prepared a new recipe for you. Come back early after school. I will wait for you at home~?]

After reading it, Mitsui Tsubasa fell into a long silence, his fingers lingering on the keyboard, but he didn't know what to reply.

He really regretted clicking on the message. Now that it was in the "read" status, he felt really uncomfortable.

If I choose to play dead and not reply at this time...

[Read but not replied] This scary "Rune Effect" will definitely ignite a powder keg.

A terrible premonition came over him, his heart tightened, and he immediately gave up this dangerous idea.

He used the same rigorous attitude as when writing an essay for the college entrance examination, edited a text message and chose to send it to a group of people.

[Mitsui Tsubasa: I went to the Impression Space to practice while going to school today, and now I am not in good condition. Let's cancel today's group activities temporarily. ]

Although this reason can only delay for one day, it is better than nothing. At least it can separate the invitations from Takemiya and Sakura Futaba, and then appease them separately.

He was thinking about how to make amends all the way until he entered the house.

"Xiaoyi, welcome home. Go wash your hands first. I'll ask the chef to bring dinner!"

Jiang Shang Jingliu welcomed him warmly and gave him a sweet homecoming kiss.

Looking at her happy expression, Mitsui Tsubasa's cheeks trembled slightly, but he still didn't say any accusatory words.

Back then, Amamiya Ren was able to escape unscathed after jumping off ten ships. We only have three and a half ships at most, so we should be able to escape danger as well...right?

Under Jingliu's meticulous care, he had a tasteless dinner and didn't even pay much attention to what he ate.

After the meal, Jiang Shangjingliu asked anxiously: "Xiaoyi, I feel that my body has almost recovered. Can we continue to discuss the matter of personality masks?"

Mitsui Tsubasa's thoughts were brought back to reality by this question. He comforted him softly, "Don't worry. Awakening the personality mask will put a great burden on your body. You must wait until you are fully recovered before you can start the next step. You should have a good rest these few days."

"But I think..."

Jiang Shang Jingliu was about to argue when the doorbell suddenly rang.

“Ding-dong, ding-dong—!”

The urgent ringing of the bell interrupted their conversation; the guest outside the door was obviously very anxious.

An inexplicable panic surged in his heart, and Mitsui Tsubasa rushed to the door before Jingliu.

With every step he took towards the gate, he became more nervous. In just a distance of a dozen meters, he felt his heart rate doubled.

He took a deep breath and opened the door with trembling hands... and then his heart almost stopped beating.

Standing outside the door was none other than the expressionless Takemiya!

She wore a Gothic-style dress embroidered with spider patterns, and still had her iconic white coat on the outside.

Given their close relationship, he could tell at a glance that Wu Jianmiao was wearing an unusually delicate makeup today.

Seeing him staring at him blankly, Wu Jianmiao snorted softly, walked past him and entered the room.

She walked up to Jingliu with a clear purpose and greeted her politely: "Ms. Jingliu, what a coincidence, you are here too."

"Yes, I just had dinner with Xiaoyi and I felt as happy as before." Jingliu also responded to her with a smile.

The two women exchanged a few words and the atmosphere seemed harmonious.

But Mitsui Tsubasa, who was watching, felt a chill down his spine, as if the air was filled with invisible murderous intent.

After enjoying a period of agony that seemed like an eternity, he finally received the final verdict - Miaomiao turned her gaze to him.

"I received your text message. Are you feeling unwell today?"

Wu Jianmiao walked over with a look of concern, put his hands on him a few times, and asked him how he felt.

The corners of Mitsui Tsubasa's mouth trembled slightly, not because he was touched, but because Wu Jianmiao took the opportunity to pinch him hard a few times.

"I feel a little tired, maybe it's because I practiced too much." He said vaguely.

"Really..." Wu Jianmiao stared at him with her beautiful eyes and poked his chest lightly with her fingers. "I'm a little worried. It would be bad if it's a muscle strain. How about this, you come with me to the room for a check-up. I have some simple medical equipment there."

After saying that, she took Mitsui Tsubasa's hand and walked towards the door without waiting for his answer.

Mitsui Tsubasa suddenly felt caught in a dilemma and quickly turned his head to observe Jingliu's reaction.

Then he saw a poker face that looked like a sculpture.

Jingliu was obviously angry as well, her anger was all written on her face without any concealment.

After a quick assessment, Mitsui Tsubasa felt that the current awkward situation was all caused by Jingliu, so it would be good for her to learn a lesson, so that she wouldn't add fuel to the fire every day in the future...

Giving Jingliu a reassuring look, he followed Wu Jianmiao out of the room.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but after coming out of his room, Wu Jianmiao’s mood obviously improved a lot and his expression relaxed.

He tried to find some topics to ease the atmosphere, but Wu Jianmiao didn't respond, and the two walked into her residence in silence.

After entering the door, Wu Jianmiao sat on the sofa without saying a word and raised his hand to point to the seat opposite.

Mitsui Tsubasa was feeling guilty at the time, so he sat down obediently, looking well-behaved.

After he sat down, Wu Jianmiao remained silent, looking him up and down like a scanner.

After a long time, she spoke calmly: "Not bad, Master Mitsui Tsubasa, you have such a beautiful concubine in your hometown, it's really the envy of others."

"I used to call you a little white mouse, I'm so sorry. With your abilities, you should be considered a sea rat..."

The more she spoke, the sharper her eyes became, and her tone was a little chilly.

Mitsui Tsubasa realized that something was wrong, and his mind raced until he suddenly came up with a way to break the impasse.

That is - selling the quiet flow on the river!

To be precise, he told Jingliu about his tragic experience in the past in order to win Wu Jianmiao's sympathy.

He remembered reading somewhere that women were more empathetic than men...he hoped that was true.