Ryojin POV
I stared at the floating menu screen in front of me, lost in silent thought...The ones who came before me—the people who had lived in this world—I wonder what kind of things they went through.
I shook my head slightly.No, this isn't the time to be digging up the past or searching for someone else's answers.What matters right now is that the number of villains is rising—fast.If I don't act soon… I won't even need to imagine the future. It'll be a disaster.
My eyes lingered on the menu a moment longer before a sudden idea struck me.But before I could act on it—
"…Wait a sec—my arm... They actually managed to reattach it?"
I muttered under my breath as I moved my arm slightly.It felt the same… but I knew it wasn't the original.I had to admit, the technology in this world was way beyond anything I expected.If this were my old world, I'd probably be a cripple by now.
Now, I had both a Skill and a Quirk.But before doing anything else...I decided to open the Shop Menu—because under Skills, I only had one available.
What popped up nearly made me laugh.
"Cleaning Skill""Breadmaking Skill""Dog Food Cooking Skill""Toilet Cleaning Mastery"
I kept scrolling through the list, unable to stop wondering...What use could any of these possibly have?
And then—By pure chance, I stumbled upon something else.A skill unlike any of the others.Something... far more interesting
Keen EdgeDeliver a powerful strike to a single enemy with your sword.ST Cost: 500 per useCoin Cost: 50,000
Hissatsu: GyotenDash swiftly toward a target within 30 meters.Cannot be activated while immobilized.ST Cost: 400 per useCoin Cost: 30,000
FIRE BladeCoat your blade in flames.Increases fire damage for 30 seconds.ST Cost: 400 per useCoin Cost: 30,000
DismantleReduces the target's damage dealt by 10%for 10 seconds.ST Cost: 1,000 per useCoin Cost: 60,000
InterjectInterrupts the target's actionfor 1 second.ST Cost: 500 per useCoin Cost: 40,000
ShirkRedirects the enemy's focus to a party memberfor 10 seconds.ST Cost: 300 per useCoin Cost: 50,000
I stared at the list of newly discovered skills in the shop and couldn't help but grin.They were genuinely intriguing.
After thinking it over for a while, I finally decided to pick two:"Fire Blade" and "Hissatsu: Gyoten."Even if I didn't need them now... I knew for sure they'd come in handy someday.
Then suddenly—my phone buzzed in my pocket.
"Ting... ting..."
The ringtone was so familiar I didn't even need to check who it was.I pulled out my phone and let out a helpless smile.
"There it is... It's Mo-chan, of course."
She never misses the timing.
But seriously...why can I predict phone calls better than winning the lottery?
I hung up after a long chat with Mo-chan.Well… maybe not that long. But whatever.Just hearing her voice made everything feel better.
Before we said goodbye, I reminded her again:"Don't tell anyone I'm still alive, okay?"What can I say? I wanted to surprise everyone.Besides, I planned to show off my abs and cool scars too—which, to my delight, totally worked.Mo-chan blushed like a tomato.
Sorry, babe. I just wanted to impress you. Heh.
After the call, I checked my phone again.A bunch of messages had piled up.Of course… I was too lazy to open them all,so I just scrolled through without reading much.
Until…
Mina.Her name made me freeze for a moment.
Ever since I saved her, I'd had a feeling she had a thing for me.But truth be told, I never felt the same way.So I kept my distance—because I didn't want her getting attached to someone like me.
But this message…It wasn't just a confession.She wrote about a lot of things.Then, straight to the point, she said:
"I want you to accept me… as your girlfriend."
I was stunned for a while. Then I thought to myself:
"I already have a girlfriend. If I take another one… Mo-chan's gonna kill me."
But what shocked me more…was what happened while I was unconscious.
Mina went to talk to Momo.
And she asked—if Momo would let her be part of it too.
Momo, clearly unsure, still replied:
"You can be Ryo's girlfriend…but just know this— I'm his first."
…Yeah. It was obvious Momo had a hard time with it.But in the end, she accepted Mina's sincerity.And Mina replied with a soft smile:
"Thank you, Yaoyorozu…I know it's selfish, but my heart wants to be with him."
I finished reading and sat there in silence for a while.
"Wait... Huh? Is that even possible?""Do I... do I have a harem now? What the hell?!"
I closed the phone.Reopened it just to make sure I wasn't seeing things—Nope. It was real.
So… I had two girlfriends now?And neither of them asked for my input first?
Then again...if I'd been awake at the time, I probably would've agreed without hesitation.
…I mean, I'm a perv.I know it. You know it.
Though I probably wouldn't survive Momo's punch after.She'd have knocked me into the bed—face first.
I just shook my head in disbelief, laughing under my breath.
But before I got lost in "girl problems,"it was time to test out my new power.
I summoned a clone.
The moment I did, I felt slightly dizzy—but nothing too bad.The clone stood in front of me.Wearing white, looking exactly like me.
"Holy shit... Am I really this good-looking?"
I chuckled.
But then the clone replied:
"Nah, I look even better. Sorry, bro."
And then he even struck a smug pose.
I was too stunned to speak.
Wait— it can talk?And why does it already feel so damn annoying?
"Hey, aren't you supposed to just stand there like a robot or something?"
He replied, deadpan:
"And what would be the point of standing there like an idiot?"
I kept going:
"So what skills do you have?"
He raised a skill window.Hissatsu: Gyoten and Appearance Shift.
Wait... those are the ones I just bought.
I stared at him, already forming plans in my head.Then I said:
"Alright. Go get changed. Clothes are in the closet."
He walked off casually, throwing a cheeky grin over his shoulder:
"Yes sir~ Right away, Master~"
…Damn. This guy's clever.And a total smartass.
I was about to call him back—but then caught a glimpse of his body.
It was an exact copy of mine.
…Yeah, no. Let's not think about that right now.
I decided to just buy him some clothes from the shop.5,000 Coins. Tossed it to him.
He caught it, then turned back to me:
"No underwear? Really?"
I didn't say a word.Just grabbed a pair from the drawer and threw it at his face.
"Wow… I really am that annoying, huh?"
After he finished putting it on, he looked... surprisingly cool.Not bad at all.
It didn't take long before he summoned a full set of clones.But for the most part...
"Oi! You seriously think you look better than me, you first-gen garbage?!"
"You stink like dogshit, get the hell away from me!"
"I wanna be a girl, dammit! Not some ugly dude!!!"
"You bastard! Why the hell were you even born if you didn't wanna have a dick, huh?!"
Yeah… his head was starting to hurt.
Some were trolling, others just shouted nonsense. Some wanted to be girls. Others wanted to be whatever they thought was cool.
At least… they were somewhat useful.
He could only hold his head in both hands.
What the hell do I even do with these idiots?He needed them for the plan, but they were just so damn annoying.How the hell was this going to work?
Most of them had passive skills related to customizing appearances or the special move Hissatsu: Gyoten.Some lucky bastards even had both Fire Blade and Hissatsu.
Still... he figured, buying clothes for all of them wouldn't hurt.It was just money, after all.
And the plan he was about to execute...It was gonna be big.
"Oi! Shut the fuck up, you dickheads!! Loud as hell!Listen up, you damn punks! I'm the boss here!!"
They all stopped yelling.All eyes turned to him.
And then, less than a minute later...
Laughter.
"Yo! Look! Boss is pissed! HAHAHA!"
"Whoa, scaryyy~ Real boss energy! HAHA!"
"That voice crack tho, boss~ You alright? HAHAHA!"
He let out a deep sigh.Yeah... They're not gonna take anything seriously unless I cuss them out first.
Once things calmed down, he explained the plan — the one he was confident would work.
Their grins turned wicked.He didn't even need to ask what they were thinking.
"Time to raise some hell," he said, opening the door.
Nighttime.
The perfect hour for villains to crawl out of the dark.And heroes? Rare to be seen —Exactly what we need.
He picked a nearby zone where villains were active.
This time, he wouldn't use the Solemn Lament quirk.It was too risky.If he got caught, it'd all be over.
So instead, he used Liu South Section 3.
He dressed just like one of the clones —Sword in hand.
As for weapons?With funds running low, the plan was simple:
Steal from the enemy base.
Or use whatever was lying around.
Kitchen knives.Box cutters.Anything sharp.Even blunt tools would do.
"It's slaughter time," he said, a twisted smile spreading across his face.
The clones nodded, their eyes gleaming with the same darkness.
They all knew—
This wasn't a game anymore.
This was going to be a massacre.
Villain's POV
Sigh…Same boring day as always. The boss gave some random-ass order—told us to extort as much money as we could. Said if we didn't bring back at least 10,000 yen each, there'd be punishment.I could only sigh.
Well, whatever.It's not like I had a choice anyway.
I walked toward the crew, thinking things would be quiet today.But nope.
The moment I opened the door—
I couldn't believe my eyes.
My friends… were getting stabbed over and over, violently, without mercy.
Strangers were killing everyone around me, moving with eerie calmness.No emotion at all.
They all wore the same clothes—hoodies, cloth masks.Each one had the word "死" (Death) written across it.
Their message was clear.
I froze.My breath caught in my throat.Tears welled up.
But I couldn't make a sound.My body trembled with fear.
Before I could even think, I turned and ran.
Screamed for the others—No one answered.
All I heard were their screams.Agonizing, helpless cries.It was clear.We were under attack.
I ran to the very end of the hallway, where the boss was still standing in one piece…Or almost.
His legs—Both of them had been cut clean off.
I couldn't say a word.
It was terrifying.Brutal beyond belief.
I've killed people before.But this… this was different.This was fear.
Then—A blunt object slammed into my head.
I realized too late.
Everything went black.
"Room's clear!"
"This one too!"
"Bro, blood's all over my damn face!"
"HAHA! Look at this guy begging for his life! HAHA!"
"Didn't this bastard rape kids or something?"
"Wanna cut his dick off and hang it on a telephone pole? HAHAHA!"
"Yo, I love that idea!"
The clones were shouting, joking, laughing.No filter, no shame.
They were having fun killing.Brutally.Savagely.
I had to admit—they were monsters.And strangely enough… I didn't feel bad for killing those bastards.In fact… I felt satisfied.
Once the killing was over, we looted everything.
Knives.Swords.Guns.Valuables.Cash.We took everything.
No point leaving it behind.
I converted the money into coins right away—Still not quite enough to make up for what I'd spent on their outfits, though.
Thinking of ordering more clothes for them tomorrow.Once school's over, I'll probably need a ton more cash.
"Alright. Time to keep going," I said, giving orders to continue.
Each clone had a weapon now.Good thing we didn't have to buy them—those stores are stupid expensive.
And finally…The goal I had in mind:
One hundred million coins.
That's how much I need to buy the Dragon Slayer Sword.
Because—
"It just looks cool."
"Anyway, I need to head back and sleep.You guys, split up and handle the rest.Secure this base and make it our new hideout."
I handed a new phone to the first clone I ever summoned.Also gave him the position of team leader.
"Got it, boss!""Yessir, boss-man~""Aye aye, Boss!"
Then one of them asked,"But Boss… do we have an organization name yet?"
They all turned to look at me.
I smiled behind my mask and said—
"We are... the Thumb Organization.Anyone who messes with us—can go straight to hell."
I tossed the emblem I bought from the shop.They caught it.Grinning wide.
Looked like they were really having fun now.
"At this price? It's fucking dirt cheap."I crossed my arms, eyeing the line of clones standing at attention.
"Guess it's finally time to start an organization... Honestly, the idea just popped into my head the moment I saw these bastards."
What a goddamn stroke of genius.
"But whatever… I've got things to do."
As soon as I finished speaking, the clones scattered like hounds released for the hunt. I knew exactly what that meant—by tonight, there'd be corpses piling up and officers scrambling like hell to clean up the mess. Tomorrow's news would be full of it—"Gruesome Massacre Strikes Again"—blah blah blah.Just thinking about it made me grin.
I found a quiet spot, changed into something inconspicuous, and walked away like nothing ever happened.
No need to rush.The cops will show up later, and just like always—They won't have a damn thing to pin on me