He had been kissed by Hyakki.

Did Hyakki understand what this meant? He must have, as Hyakki was quite clever.

Waiting at the door, Mori let out a laugh, leaning against the wall. Alice, playfully holding his hand, asked, “Mori, they’re kissing here. Does that mean they like each other?” Mori listened to Alice’s question, covering his mouth with a gloved hand and mischievously said, “Hyakki likes Dazai, so he kissed him. Isn’t that obvious?”

Dazai.

You should understand these feelings.

For Hyakki, you should work hard, earn money, and use the Port Mafia’s resources to help him recover. No matter how dark you become, Hyakki will always accept and stay by your side.

The scheming adult interpreted the relationship with his own thoughts, watching the scene unfold.

Dazai forced himself to calmly push Hyakki back into the clinic. After he left, he got into the same car as Mori and Alice, heading to the Port Mafia headquarters. Only after they left the clinic’s vicinity did Dazai stop glancing back at the window, preparing to face Mori and Alice’s teasing.

“Mori, you knew all along?”

“Of course.”

“When… how… I never noticed anything from Hyakki.”

“He calls me ‘father-in-law.'”

“What???”

The normally calm Dazai suddenly wanted to jump up, pointing at Mori’s nose. “No wonder he restrains his fighting spirit around you. You’ve been using me as a shield and secretly taking advantage of me!”

Mori calmly moved his hand away and then adjusted Dazai’s suit collar.

“You are my student.”

The dark purple eyes of the current leader of the Port Mafia, like those of a devil, stared at his chosen little demon.

“For now, I still have the right to be his father-in-law.”

He patted Dazai’s clever head.

Alice disappeared.

The car was now left with the mentor and student, and the driver in the front, who couldn’t hear the voices from the back.

“My dear daughter~.”

At that moment, Dazai felt like killing him.

…

The long-awaited opportunity arrived, and Kusuo walked to the clinic.

The intense light seeping through the crack of the clinic door acted like an invisible beacon. Hyakki saw it and, under the watchful eye of the omnipresent cameras, stepped out, grasped the ancient, sophisticated door handle, and opened the door.

Outside, the surveillance camera showed nothing.

Hyakki’s heart was undergoing an unprecedented test. Enveloped in white light, he lost his vision.

【What a… unimaginable radiance for humans.】

【Lord God…】

Suddenly, a voice that Hyakki shouldn’t have heard pierced into his mind. The two-dimensional god, the omnipotent psychic, used his power to split the barrier between two worlds.

【Hello.】

Kusuo spoke to him.

Hyakki’s fingers, still on the door, froze, a chill ran up his spine, and his joy was frozen.

He heard it…

And the other party was speaking in Chinese, continuing…

【I can hear your inner voice and know you understand Chinese, so I took the time to learn the language of our neighboring country.】

【Nice to meet you.】

【I am Kusuo. I found your mask in a parallel universe.】

The pink-haired high schooler placed the human-faced mask he had brought in front of Hyakki. The mask’s lifelike features bore the slight scratches from battles, no longer as pristine as it once was.

Under Hyakki’s stunned gaze, Kusuo showed a subtle expression.

【Your… inner voice is all pixelated?】

A series of indescribable characters, in the form of ■■■■■, flashed rapidly and aggressively through Hyakki’s mind, blocking most of the contents of this physically impaired young man’s inner voice!

This was an unexpected situation Kusuo had never encountered since acquiring his “telepathy.”

【Huh, it seems there’s a way to block me?】

The dimensional barrier… cracked.