Zongman: Hong Kong's black ceiling but autistic, what should I do?

Nakamura Oto looked at Nakahara Chuuya who was standing in front of Fukuzawa Sakura, rubbed the back of his hand which was very painful from Nakahara Chuuya's strong slap, and said with a frown:

"Who are you! This has nothing to do with you! Get out of my way!"

Ever since he entered the Port Mafia and displayed his extraordinary physical skills and special abilities, neither the members of the Port Mafia nor the hostile organizations dared to speak disrespectfully to the "gravity user" of the Port Mafia.

So Nakahara Chuuya, who hadn't been yelled at so rudely for a long time, frowned.

Although he was only a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, his serious expression exuded a sense of intimidation without him being angry. The coldness and sharpness he exuded like a blade made Nakamura Oto feel a little afraid.

"you..."

Nakahara Chuuya stretched out his hand towards Nakamura Oto, and Nakamura Oto, who had already been awakened from her anger by Nakahara Chuuya's momentum and turned back into the cowardly and incompetent waste she was, thought that Nakahara Chuuya was going to attack her, so she quickly took a few steps back and looked at Nakahara Chuuya with fear.

Seeing the same fear on Nakamura Oto's face as on those who feared him, Nakahara Chuuya, who had wanted to pat Nakamura Oto on the shoulder and resolve the matter peacefully, silently withdrew his hand.

Fukuzawa Sakura saw Nakamura Otoko's cowardly look from behind Nakahara Chuuya, so she poked her head out from behind Nakahara Chuuya and said to Nakamura Otoko:

"Yin, I just thought about it carefully. It's not like you haven't succeeded in everything. In the singing competition when you were in elementary school, you actually won first prize. It's just that the girl competing with you at that time was the eldest daughter of the Dongyue family, so the organizer swapped your results with those of the Dongyue family. So you still have success in your life. I may have been too direct just now. I apologize to you."

"what?"

Nakamura Oto, who was still fearfully waiting for the possible attack from Nakahara Chuuya, was caught off guard by the inside story revealed by Fukuzawa Sakura.

Seeing that Nakamura Oto was a little unconvinced, Fukuzawa Sakura continued:

"Now that the Dongyue family match-fixing incident is so popular, the previous cheating incidents have probably also been dug up by netizens. You can search the Internet for the competition in your elementary school, and there should be people who have confirmed it."

Because of the failure in the singing competition in elementary school, Nakamura Oto has felt inferior about singing ever since, and also about her own name "Oto".

In her heart, Nakamura Oto had already regarded the failure in the singing competition in elementary school as the beginning of her useless career.

But now, Fukuzawa Sakura said——

Nakamura Oto didn't care about getting beaten anymore and quickly took out his cell phone to search.

"..."

Seeing the news on his phone, Nakamura looked at it in despair, his whole body trembling, and he muttered to himself in a low voice:

"What? It's all because of her... What... If it weren't for her... I would be number one... If it weren't for her... I might still be in Saotome now... If it weren't for her..."

Nakamura Oto glanced at Fukuzawa Sakura who was hiding behind Nakahara Chuuya, then closed her eyes and tears of regret flowed down her face.

"Sakura, I'm sorry."

After leaving these last words, Nakamura Oton seemed to have used up the last of her strength. She lowered her head and walked into the underground stage without saying a word. The door closed with the wind, isolating Nakahara Chuuya and Fukuzawa Sakura from their sight outside.

Nakahara Chuuya looked at the closed door in silence, organizing his words in his mind to comfort Fukuzawa Sakura.

However, Fukuzawa Sakura, who didn't feel anything at all, poked Nakahara Chuuya's back curiously and asked:

"So why is Chuuya here?"

"!!!"

Nakahara Chuuya was a little flustered by Fukuzawa Sakura's sudden questioning.

"How should I put this?"

"I can't say that because you always ignore me and don't read my messages, I was afraid that you were angry so I wanted to come to you. I finally found your clues through the intelligence department, so I hurried over to make peace."

"Forehead..."

Nakahara Chuuya looked around with a guilty look in his eyes, but when he saw Fukuzawa Sakura's serious face, he finally gritted his teeth and said it cruelly.

"Why... have you ignored me during this period? You didn't send me pictures of Bao Bao and Tian Tian, ​​and you didn't reply to my messages."

Somehow, Fukuzawa Sakura heard from Nakahara Chuuya's words the feeling of a wife who was abandoned by her husband and was aggrieved and questioning her husband who had an affair everywhere.

"Uh..." Now it was Fukuzawa Sakura's turn to feel guilty.

"How should I put this?"

"You can't say that because I've already conquered you (meaning I admit you're cute), I don't want to share cute dog photos with you anymore, or reply to your useless greeting messages."

Fuze Sakura, who couldn't find an excuse for a moment, suddenly had an idea and asked back:

"Then how did you know I was here?"

"!!!"

Very good, now the two guilty people are thinking about how to make excuses.

at this time.

A "bang" sound came from the underground stage.

Fukuzawa Sakura and Nakahara Chuuya looked at each other, and hurriedly opened the door to the underground stage, and saw a shocking scene in front of them -

Nakamura Oto, in the center of the stage, under the spotlight, hanged herself.