[Ding!]
[Successfully initiated revenge against Chiba Shoko!]
[Reward — 100 Revenge Points!]
[Ding!]
[Character: Chiba Shoko]
[Age: 19]
[Attribute: Delinquent Girl]
[Revenge Progress: 30%]
[Ding!]
[Host: Fujii Itsuki]
[Age: 18]
[Revenge Points: 700]
[Available Cash: 110,000 yen]
[Skills: 1. Charged Punch 2. Voice Recording 3. Basic Professional Knowledge Mastery]
[Items: None]
[Revenge Targets: 1. Shimizu Aimi 2. Chiba Shoko]
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At the Arakawa District University bicycle parking area.
Ogihara Saki deftly unlocked and wheeled out a maple-colored ladies' bicycle from the parking shed.
"Ogihara-san, where do you live?" Fujii Itsuki asked softly, giving her long bangs a curious glance.
"Ki... Kita-Senju..." Ogihara Saki replied in her usual timid manner, her voice gentle and weak.
"In Adachi area?"
"Yes."
"Would you like me to take you home?"
"Ah? Well..."
"Never mind if you don't need it."
"No, that's not it, I..."
Ogihara Saki frantically explained, her voice unconsciously rising.
"Wouldn't that be too much trouble for Fujii-kun?"
She lowered her head shyly, secretly peering at Fujii Itsuki's face from behind her round glasses with hopeful eyes.
"It's no trouble, I'm heading that way anyway."
Fujii Itsuki said casually, taking off his backpack and stuffing it into Ogihara Saki's arms before taking charge of her bicycle.
"Hop on, I'll take you home."
"Ah? Okay..."
Hearing Fujii Itsuki's voice, Ogihara Saki gingerly sat on the back seat. Despite having ridden this bicycle for two or three years, today it felt strangely unfamiliar.
Glancing at the young man's back, Ogihara Saki's heartbeat quickened.
"Ding-ding!"
Fujii Itsuki rang the bicycle bell and pushed hard on the pedal.
Along with the crisp bell sound, the bicycle chain began turning in the slightly sultry September evening.
Technically, carrying passengers on bicycle back seats is prohibited in Japan, but like checking ID for alcohol purchases, few people actually follow this rule.
Riding along the Sumida River embankment, the breeze was mild and the sunset perfect.
However, Fujii Itsuki somewhat spoiled the mood by turning back to ask, "Ogihara-san, why didn't you choose to leave the bathroom earlier?"
"Um, well..." Ogihara Saki pondered for a few seconds like someone being asked an embarrassing question during a street interview, finally giving an ambiguous answer: "I'm not really sure myself."
"It's just..."
"I just felt I couldn't leave Fujii-kun there alone."
"I see..." Fujii Itsuki gradually slowed down.
"But don't you know this could get you into trouble?"
"Chiba Shoko isn't exactly known for her forgiveness. She'll probably seek revenge on you later."
Hearing the seriousness in Fujii Itsuki's voice, which seemed to carry a hint of concern, Ogihara Saki felt a warmth in her heart.
"I know..."
"But if anything, I'm the one who got Fujii-kun involved."
"Fujii-kun was just passing by to use the bathroom, and got caught up in this mess because of me."
"That's not true..." Fujii Itsuki said while pedaling through a traffic light.
"The school isn't that big. Chiba Shoko would have bullied me sooner or later anyway."
"Besides, she's bullied me plenty before."
"Still..." Ogihara Saki clutched the edge of Fujii Itsuki's school uniform. "I'm sorry, Fujii-kun."
"Why are you so stubborn? I told you it's not your fault," Fujii Itsuki said irritably.
"Ah, whatever."
"Think what you want."
Some people are just born overthinking everything.
Fujii Itsuki gave up trying to explain and just pedaled a bit faster.
The breeze swept through her bangs as Ogihara Saki gazed at Fujii Itsuki's handsome face in the rearview mirror, lost in thought as her mind wandered.
After dropping Ogihara Saki off at home, Fujii Itsuki took the Toei Arakawa Line train at the station. However, he wasn't heading home, but to his part-time job at a convenience store in Nishi-Ogu.
As a struggling part-timer in Tokyo, Fujii Itsuki rarely even showed up late, let alone took days off.
He worked at a 24-hour convenience store located at the entrance of the Nishi-Ogu shopping street.
With the bustling commercial district of Machiya to the east, bordering Nishi-Nippori and Kita Ward to the south, and connected to Nishi-Ogu to the west, the location was extremely advantageous due to its high foot traffic.
Naturally, the rent was also very expensive.
However, it was said that the store manager, Matsumoto Yuriko, owned an entire apartment building in Taito Ward and received more than enough rental income each month. The rent for a mere convenience store was nothing to her.
Moreover, for a wealthy person like Matsumoto Yuriko, running a convenience store in Nishi-Ogu as the manager might just be a way to add some color to her otherwise boring rich lady life.
"Ding-dong!"
The automatic sensor door chimed.
The cashier reflexively called out, "Welcome..."
"Oh, it's Fujii!"
"Yuko-senpai, I'm here for my shift."
Entering the convenience store, Fujii Itsuki looked up at the woman at the counter.
Sakura Yuko, his coworker who shared the same shift.
She had just turned 20 and was a student at a nearby women's university.
Japanese national university tuition fees are expensive, with better national universities costing over 800,000 yen per year, while private universities are even more expensive, starting at one million yen. Ordinary families can barely afford it.
That's why many university students in Japan take out student loans while working part-time jobs to support themselves.
Sakura Yuko was one of them.
"You're almost half an hour later than usual, that's not like you at all," Sakura Yuko said, glancing at her phone screen.
"Ah, sorry, I got held up by something on the way."
Usually, Fujii Itsuki would arrive ten to thirty minutes early for his shift, but today he was unusually late.
"It's fine, I still have a few minutes left on my shift anyway."
"Go change first."
Sakura Yuko said nonchalantly, and Fujii Itsuki nodded slightly before walking to the employee break room at the back of the store.
Taking off his casual jacket and changing into the dull brownish-green convenience store uniform, Fujii Itsuki put on a face mask and baseball cap, then locked his clothes and backpack in the locker.
After finishing all this, he left the break room and headed to the store's checkout counter.
He picked up the shopping basket beside the counter, which contained items that customers had either abandoned or decided not to purchase at checkout when they realized they were over budget.
Fujii Itsuki needed to return these items to their proper places on the shelves.
"Fujii, watch the counter for me while I go change."
"Okay, Yuko-senpai."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
