——The power of wishes can give the host a seemingly insignificant boost in achieving his or her wish.

Seeing the intact theme screen on his phone, Munechika breathed a sigh of relief.

If it wasn't damaged, then what happened a few years ago should have been just an accident, right? Thinking of this, Munechika called his agent.

He is the finale, or the last performer, of the comic-con show.

When he returned to the backstage, no one was there. It was possible that the staff had left the waiting room at that time, so Munechika didn't take it seriously.

But his agent will not leave him at this time, as Chiaki Ishigami has other work arrangements to make.

Of course Munechika called to find out what was going on.

"beep……"

After a brief beep, the voice turned into an electronic female voice.

Just when Munechika was confused and his thoughts were still going on, he heard clearly what the electronic voice said.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is not in service..."

The female voice on the phone read the message for the second time in a proper manner.

“……”Pupil earthquake.jpg.

Munechika immediately took the phone from his ear, hung up quickly and called again, but the result was of course the same.

No way, no way? This can't be true!

What went wrong this time? The audience was there the whole time! It couldn't have been when he went backstage. It's possible that it was so quiet here!

But now that he's away from the stage, he probably wouldn't have failed to notice the changes in time and space.

Is it really the same time as when we were on the stage?

Now the question is, could it be that... so many spectators wore the same clothes as him?

Based on his last experience, he is now an illegal resident.

So the audience below...

Munechika felt that the world was dark.

Uh... maybe the law is not responsible?

If he guessed correctly, they now occupied a piece of land in Tokyo and started a live broadcast.

Since the mobile phone can be used, there must be no problem with the network.

The outside world probably realized that something was wrong.

In short, there are no staff backstage at the moment, and even the organizers' headsets have not given any instructions. Regardless, as a public figure, Munechika has the responsibility and obligation to sort out the situation.

We can’t let his fans be left in the dark.

Even though he was a special guest, this was just a celebration show and not his concert, but he still had a lot of fans in the audience.

Munechika went to the dressing room.

He put on the black suit that Chuuya Nakahara wore to the exhibition.

With the hem of his coat draped over his body, Munechika once again walked onto the stage.

Outside the venue, at Yokohama Airport.

Nakahara Chuuya, a cadre of the Yokohama Port Mafia, is a representative of outstanding cadres and a model worker in the mafia world.

I came back from a business trip today and found that something seemed to be wrong.

At first, many of his subordinates stared at him with excited eyes, but when he turned around, nothing happened. His subordinate Akutagawa stood far away and looked at him with an indescribable look, then quickly retreated after greeting him. He met the big sister on the way to the port mafia building, and she praised his new look for being very suitable.

Nakahara Chuuya:? ?

After he said goodbye to Ozaki Kouyo in a half-dazed manner, he looked down at his own clothes, and finally arrived at the door of the chief's office with a foggy head.

After he finished reporting his work, his leader, Mr. Mori, called him and said, "Chuye-kun, did the mission go smoothly?"

Nakahara Chuuya quickly recalled the process of the mission. He was able to solve all the unexpected problems, so the mission was considered smooth. Normally, he would not hesitate to answer this question, but today he paused for a moment before answering truthfully, "Yes, Boss."

Facing Mori Ogai's unpredictable expression, Nakahara Chuuya continued, "The other party suddenly breached the contract midway, but it has been dealt with and the contract has been completed normally."

Even though it was written in the report, Nakahara Chuuya still told him in person about the accidents he encountered during the mission.

Regardless of that, the mission was accomplished smoothly.

“No, it’s not that.” As if he had confirmed something from Nakahara Chuuya, Mori Ougai smiled and pressed a button.

On the top floor of the port mafia building, the curtains on the left side of the boss' office dropped in sequence, the room became dark and a projection was projected on it.

"Take a look at this, Chuuya-kun."

At the same time as the projector was projecting, the speakers were also playing some intermittent singing, flashing along with the screen.

However, the screen distortion did not last long and then stabilized.

"At the same time, I am asking for you, and I am stimulating the contradiction of peace."

Don't pursue too many things at the same time, as excitement and stability are contradictory things.

"ゼツミョーにビミョーCrazyおしいんです——"

Enjoy the madness in a clever and subtle way.

The sound of screams and shouts will not be forgotten, just like the protagonist in the voice, the deep shouting voice with emotions

It easily mobilizes all of the audience, just like the lyrics, allowing the audience to enjoy the madness of the moment.

Their attention seemed to be permanently fixed on the person on the stage.

Nakahara Chuuya felt as if electric shocks were passing through his body.

The orange cat's fur stood up.

What is this?!

Especially when you see the stable projection, he is like a king dominating emotions on the stage, with every move he makes showing the ease that everything is under his control, and his posture is extremely unrestrained and uninhibited.

On the big screen, there is a familiar face that cannot be mistaken no matter what.

It was as if fireworks exploded in my head, and the rising smoke temporarily blocked my thinking.

Those azure eyes widened, and Zhongyuan Zhongye's heartbeat quickened due to the lossy rock music. He forced himself to calm down and looked outside Moriou, but his eyes always wanted to go against his will and look at the video clip that was playing.

Because the video was still playing, the familiar voice continued to sing, and the lyrics became increasingly explicit.

"Love is the behavior of love, taste is the behavior of love."

I want to taste what it's like to be loved, and I'm super worried about experiencing it.

"The pain is painful."

But time and again I paid the price of heartache.

…

"セツナの爱と知っていても——"

I know it's a fleeting love but I still don't look back.

"Beep——" Realizing that Nakahara Chuuya's reaction was wrong, Mori Ougai picked up the remote control and turned off the projection.

When the sound faded in the room, Nakahara Chuuya finally sobered up and calmed down. He came to his senses and easily got out of that state.

Those eyes as clear as the sky were tinged with a deeper shade of blue, and the eyelids drooped slightly, covering up the anger that was gradually spreading.

"Chief, do we need to capture him?" asked Nakahara Chuuya.

After all, Chuuya Nakahara is a cadre of the Port Mafia. If such a video were to spread outside, not only would his image be damaged, but it would also cause hostile organizations to think that the Port Mafia is no big deal, or it could reduce their fear of the cadres of the Port Mafia.

He himself couldn't accept the existence of a being with his appearance, not to mention that it was a masterpiece of supernatural powers.

But apart from all that, the song just now... subtly suits his taste.

Nakahara Chuuya put aside the complicated feelings in his heart and stood there respectfully. As long as the leader had this intention, he would immediately go to investigate and bring the psychic to the leader.

"Chuye-kun, don't worry about this for now." Mori Ogai said like an elder who is slowly comforting a child, "Rather than this matter, I have a more personal question to ask you."

"Yes, chief, please speak." Nakahara Chuuya looked over in confusion.

Mori Owl put on a smile that made the hairs on Nakahara Chuuya's back stand on end, and said in a tone that the weather was really nice today, "Don't be nervous, this is just a little personal curiosity of mine."

His bad premonition was then confirmed.

“——Does Chuuya-kun sing in private?”