My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS
Chapter 100 - 089: Performance (Part 2)

Chapter 100: Chapter 089: Performance (Part 2)

This is a live news broadcast for all of Japan.

In the high-definition footage, the Black Cocoon is sitting on the railing of Tokyo Tower’s exhibition platform, crossing his legs, and pulling out a notebook and a pencil from who knows where.

He then starts humming a song while doodling in the little notebook with the pencil. Soon he slowly turns the notebook around, aiming it at the camera of the helicopter reporter.

The cameraman zooms in endlessly. The reporter shines the spotlight on the notebook, so that everyone around the country can see what exactly the Black Cocoon is writing!

Before seeing the content of the notebook, everyone thought Black Cocoon was writing a "crime preview."

However, the reality took everyone by surprise...

On the notebook was a drawing of an adorably cute silver hamster.

The hamster was wearing its signature silver battle outfit, holding a miniature model of "Tokyo Tower" — clearly a Q-version fan cartoon of Lord Swallowing Silver.

The Swallowing Silver hamster had a cold expression, holding the model high, tilting its head, opening its tiny mouth, as if pondering how to swallow the entire Tokyo Tower whole.

Beside this cartoon drawing, there was a line of cute and girlish Japanese writing:

"Swallowing Silver baby is hungry, Swallowing Silver loves to gnaw on metal, if Swallowing Silver gets too hungry, it might even eat Tokyo Tower! Better watch out, Japanese people!"

This scene clearly blew up the bullet screen on online live-streaming platforms.

——「Swallowing Silver-chan is cute!!!!!!」

——「If it’s Swallowing Silver-chan, it’s okay to eat Tokyo Tower!!!」

——「Eh!? I can’t believe Black Cocoon and Swallowing Silver are such good friends! I’m really surprised!」

The Japanese netizens were having a great time, but far across the East Sea, Swallowing Silver was still in the dark, unaware of how he would feel once he opened the social platform later and saw this trending topic.

On the helicopter, the reporter was stunned for quite a while, seemingly forgetting how to report this scene for a moment.

Inside Kawasaki Ramen Shop, Su Zimai sputtered, nearly spraying the tea she was drinking into the ramen.

She put down the cup, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, coughed twice, and said disdainfully: "This big fluttering moth has so many antics, if I were Swallowing Silver, I’d be pissed to death by him."

Ke Qirui chuckled: "Turns out he knows Swallowing Silver? His connections are wide indeed."

Xu Sanyan withdrew his gaze from the television and said indifferently, "Boys’ love is really disgusting."

On TV, Black Cocoon was still sitting comfortably on the railing, enjoying the evening breeze.

He said solemnly: "I will leave this great artwork here, and I expect it will become a new iconic scene soon, but I have one request: there must be a notice board next to my masterpiece, with the words ’Blue Arc and dogs are not allowed to enter for viewing’ in big letters."

After saying this, he gently placed the drawing on a table inside the exhibition platform using the restraint belt.

He moved like a broken puppet from a stage play, swaying a few steps on the railing, suddenly leaning back, falling toward the Tokyo wrapped in thousands of lights.

The reporter exclaimed, and the cameraman quickly adjusted the lens downward, yet Black Cocoon’s plummeting figure was nowhere to be seen.

After this night, all of Japan got to know this newly emerged superpower user — "Black Cocoon," and of course, the originally less popular mutant "Swallowing Silver" in Japan also became famous, and everyone remembered this cute little hamster.

After leaving the TV camera lens, Black Cocoon immediately landed inside Shiba Park, tying a thick branch with the restraint belt, staying motionless in a transparent form, suspended upside down under a beautiful ginkgo tree.

He took out a spare phone from the restraint belt, dialed a number, and pressed the phone to his ear.

"Who?" Gu Qiye’s voice came through.

"It’s me, Mr. Blue Arc," Black Cocoon said mockingly.

Gu Qiye was silent for a moment, then said lightly: "Blue Arc and dogs are not allowed inside, is that it? Then I’ll set a rule too, Black Cocoon and dogs are not allowed to call me."

After that, the other party hung up the phone.

Like a child throwing a tantrum, Black Cocoon called Blue Arc again, only to be hung up immediately.

By the fifth time he dialed Mr. Blue Arc’s number, the other party finally picked up.

Gu Qiye asked: "So, what do you want with me? Do you want to share the movements of the White Crow Travel Brigade with me? Or... show off about how you just got the limelight in front of all of Japan and teased Swallowing Silver and me?"

Black Cocoon said: "No, no... I’m here to give you a suggestion."

"What suggestion?"

"I suggest you go report to the Exorcist Association in Tokyo right now."

"Why?" Gu Qiye was puzzled.

"Because it will let you meet someone unexpected," Black Cocoon mysteriously dropped a hint.

"...Someone unexpected?" Gu Qiye murmured on the other end of the phone.

"That’s right, someone unexpected."

With that, Black Cocoon hung up the phone and mischievously added a line in his heart:

"Isn’t your sister the unexpected ally?"

....

....

Inside the ramen shop, as Black Cocoon disappeared from the TV screen, the report on this sudden incident concluded.

The four of them could no longer find a common topic, simply eating their hot ramen in silence.

Feeling justified, Ji Minghuan enjoyed the meal Ke Qirui treated them to, and after indulging in the shop’s signature tonkotsu ramen, he stretched contentedly, letting out a satisfied sigh.

He then said goodbye to his little sister, leaving the ramen shop without looking back.

In the noisy shop, Ke Qirui watched the back of the Restraint Incarnation with her peripheral vision, and only after he lifted the curtain at the doorway and left did she ask Su Zimai:

"Should we let Sanyan follow him?"

Su Zimai didn’t respond. She had already revealed her identity, yet Gu Wenyu remained unmoved—even if he really is Blue Arc, maybe her brother simply doesn’t care about her.

"Leave it to you, Sanyan." Ke Qirui said.

Su Zimai whispered a reminder, "Don’t let my brother find out."

"Who do you think you’re talking to?"

Xu Sanyan took a cigarette, replying expressionlessly.

He raised the collar of his trench coat, walked slowly out of the dimly lit shop, and into the night.

Xu Sanyan looked up at Ji Minghuan’s back, watching the slender youth glancing down at his phone, weaving through the interwoven neon glows. On the brightly lit street, girls in kimonos and geta clogs clicked their feet to a nursery rhyme.

Unbeknownst to him, a finely crafted umbrella appeared in his right hand. The umbrella’s fabric, ribs, and rod were entirely black, with a handle displaying a bewitching dark red, like a rose blooming in the night. At this moment, the umbrella was closed tightly, with the ribs closely aligned with the rod.

He aimed the umbrella tip at the ground, and suddenly an opening appeared at the tip, from which white mist spewed out, gradually forming small fog men on the ground.

These fog men scurried in all directions, disappearing into the streets at night.

Xu Sanyan himself leaned against the alley wall, took a cigarette from the pack, and bent down to the lighter’s flame.

He took a deep drag, then exhaled, casually tossing it into the trash can, sending out sparks.

However, at this moment, Xu Sanyan did not realize... while he was tracking Gu Wenyu’s "Restraint Incarnation," Black Cocoon was silently hanging upside down above him in a transparent state, observing his every move, trying not to make a sound.

"Is the Celestial Driver an umbrella? This umbrella can release a special mist, which forms a small person for reconnaissance through the smoke..."

Black Cocoon remained motionless, speculating this in its heart.

Not long after, a phone ringing suddenly came from Xu Sanyan’s trench coat pocket.

With a cigarette hanging from his lips, he somewhat impatiently took out his phone and held it to his ear: "What’s up?"

Ke Qirui’s voice came from the other side of the line: "I got a notice from the association... They say Blue Arc has reported to the association, asking if we want to meet up."

"Are you sure it’s Blue Arc?"

"The photo’s been sent to you."

Upon hearing this, Xu Sanyan minimized the call interface and clicked on the photo sent by Ke Qirui.

The photo showed a figure in an azure metal battle suit, helmeted—this was a candid shot, capturing Blue Arc’s arrival at the association, with lingering traces of static arcs still in the air.

Xu Sanyan couldn’t help but chuckle: "Do I still need to track this kid called ’Gu Wenyu’?"

"What’s he doing?"

"I had the fog men follow him, watched him head straight to the hotel and take the elevator."

Ke Qirui was silent for a moment: "No need to track him anymore."

"Alright." Xu Sanyan said indifferently, "I was just saying, how could that frail-looking guy be Blue Arc, when I saw him in the ramen shop earlier it seemed ridiculous."

"No choice, we were played by a certain oversized moth... Meet you at the association building, hanging up now."

Ke Qirui said with a self-deprecating tone and then hung up the phone.

"What a bother."

Xu Sanyan grumbled, closed the umbrella, and slowly left the alley, heading towards the Japan Exorcist Association Building.

Black Cocoon maintained a certain distance, following Xu Sanyan from above in its transparent form—it was clear that Ji Minghuan didn’t want to miss the scene of Su Zimai and Gu Qiye siblings meeting.

That would surely be interesting.

And so, one walked on the street, the other followed from above, their figures gradually melting into the brightly lit neon jungle.