Original God, But Chat Group

Meme Lord: ...

As the group members appeared together for a rare bout of casual banter, time flew by quickly.

The countdown on the chat group finally reset to zero once more.

Perverted Scum Man has joined the Silly Chat Group.

This is Hip-Hop has joined the Silly Chat Group.

Two new members, making a grand entrance!

71. Madara, it's me, it's me!

Meme Lord: Here they come! They've come with their custom IDs!

Hair Gel Man in the Sky: Li Yue-kun, you really are excited. So happy—is it because you see someone you know?

Aizen was also watching the news of new members joining the chat group with delight. New members meant new worlds to explore, just as he'd imagined when he first joined. This group truly held infinite possibilities.

As long as new members from different worlds kept entering, he could follow Li Yue-kun and explore entirely different worlds!

And as Aizen guessed, of the two who just came in, Li Yue-kun could basically identify one of them, but the other was a bit abstract.

What the hell was "This is Hip-Hop"? How was anyone supposed to figure that out? Luckily, the other person spoke up first.

This is Hip-Hop: A chat group connecting other worlds? How could something like this exist in the Pure Land! Could it be genjutsu? Impossible—no one could cast genjutsu on me!

This is Hip-Hop: Hm? Why are my inner thoughts appearing here!

The way he spoke, combined with the information in his words—could it be!

Li Yue-kun's eyes lit up.

Meme Lord: Could it be... you're Madara?

This is Hip-Hop: And someone actually knows me. You must be from the ninja world. Who are you? And this name, "This is Hip-Hop"—what does it mean? Are you talking about me? I sense malice from this title!

It really was Uchiha Madara!

Li Yue-kun's mouth started curling up wildly.

And he was in the Pure Land, meaning this was after Madara's death. He just didn't know exactly when. He'd go check out the ninja world later!

Meme Lord: Hahaha, I knew it was you, Madara! The moment I saw that name, I knew!

This is Hip-Hop: Hmph! Meme Lord, what are you laughing at! And what do you mean, "the moment you saw that name"? Who the hell are you!

Meme Lord: Madara, it's me, it's me! Don't you even remember me after you died?

In the distant Pure Land, Uchiha Madara frowned in confusion. Who was this guy? And he spoke with such familiarity, as if Madara should know him well too.

Meme Lord: Madara, it's me! It's me! Remember now?

Li Yue-kun kept pressing. The more he pressed, the more confused Madara became, and he started searching his memories.

Someone who knew him, and spoke to him like this... could it be...

This is Hip-Hop: Could it be... Hashirama?

Meme Lord: That's right, Madara, it's me!

This is Hip-Hop: Hmph, how do you prove you're Hashirama?

Meme Lord: Madara, behind you!

This is Hip-Hop: !

Madara was startled. That secret—only one person knew it!

This is Hip-Hop: Hashirama!

Meme Lord: Madara!

This is Hip-Hop: Hashirama!

Meme Lord: Madara!

Fat Woman in Black Stockings: Let me interrupt—are you two going to keep this up forever? Can you say something else?

Kasumigaoka, who had been watching the whole scam unfold from the sidelines, couldn't help but speak up. From the moment Li Yue-kun pulled out "it's me, it's me"—the oldest trick in the telefraud book—she'd understood that this "This is Hip-Hop" guy, like her and Aizen, was someone Li Yue-kun had observed, and that Li Yue-kun was about to scam him. But just a few words and the guy actually believed Li Yue-kun? That was too... and then they started screaming each other's names like crazy. Was this how people from other worlds talked?

This is Hip-Hop: Hmph! And who are you, daring to interrupt my conversation with Hashirama!

Li Yue-kun watched Madara's words and couldn't help but burst out laughing right there on his Small Stool. Sure enough, the guy still loved Hashirama that much.

Meme Lord: Hahaha, Madara, you're still the same as ever.

This is Hip-Hop: Hashirama, what the hell is this place? A chat group connecting different worlds—are they all from different worlds? And what does "This is Hip-Hop" mean?

Meme Lord: Madara, everything about this chat group is real. Everyone here is from a different world. As for "This is Hip-Hop," everyone here gets a custom title. You got that name probably because you love saying "dance" when you fight!

This is Hip-Hop: I see. I suppose I understand for now. Then what does your "Meme Lord" mean? Isn't "sand sculpture" something from the Land of Wind?

Seeing Madara so easily fooled by Li Yue-kun, Kasumigaoka couldn't resist joining in the fun and started teasing him too.

Fat Woman in Black Stockings: "Sand sculpture" here doesn't mean an actual sand sculpture. It means "idiot." It means this guy is a fool who likes to laugh at stupid things.

Meme Lord: That's right, that's right! Exactly that!

This is Hip-Hop: Silly joy? Haha, that really fits you, Hashirama!

Though he found his own name a bit odd, Uchiha Madara immediately perked up upon hearing that Li Yue's name meant silly joy.

Meme Lord: Madara, what's your situation now? I just saw you mention the Pure Land—does that mean you didn't reincarnate?

This is Hip-Hop: Reincarnate? Hashirama, what do you mean by that? Did you reincarnate?!

Uchiha Madara's eyes flew wide open.

Meme Lord: That's right, I reincarnated into a world outside the ninja realm. Are you telling me you didn't reincarnate, Madara?

Li Yue lied without a second thought, not a hint of hesitation.

This is Hip-Hop: You're no longer in the ninja realm!?

Meme Lord: Yeah.

If he were still alive, Uchiha Madara would probably have jumped up in shock. In that moment, in Madara's eyes, the ninja realm without Hashirama seemed to lose all its vitality in an instant!

Everything he had done, all his efforts—aside from creating a peaceful world—the most important thing was to prove to Hashirama that his way was right. But now that Hashirama wasn't in the ninja realm anymore, who was he supposed to prove it to?

Wait, no! Hashirama was right here in this chat group, wasn't he!

This is Hip-Hop: Hashirama!

Meme Lord: What is it, Madara?

This is Hip-Hop: I will prove to you that I am right!

Hashirama's departure to another world only strengthened Madara's resolve. Now that Hashirama was alive, Madara had to revive all the more, change the ninja realm, and let Hashirama see the peaceful world he would create! Make him regret leaving the ninja realm!

Meme Lord: Huh? Well, good luck with that, Madara!

Li Yue brushed Madara off casually, then shifted his attention to the remaining newcomer.

Perverted Scum Man—that name was the first reason Li Yue felt he recognized him. The first thing that came to Li Yue's mind was a certain man with a perverted grin, using a steal skill to snatch girls' panties and then swinging them around in his hand.

As Li Yue recalled the relevant plot of this true man, the man finally spoke up in the group.

Perverted Scum Man: So, I've joined a chatroom full of chuunibyou?

72. Kazuma: Come hit me through the internet if you've got the guts.

My name is Satou Kazuma, 16 years old, living in Chiba Prefecture, Japan. I'm a high school student, but I'm a NEET at home and don't go to school. I wake up at 11 AM. I don't smoke or drink. I stay up all night every night to make sure I clear all the day's game dungeons, then sneak off to the convenience store late at night to buy snacks for the next few days. The neighbors all say I'm weird!

I'm just saying, I don't ask for much—I just want to live in peace. But winning and losing are what matter most to me. When it comes to throwing down, I won't lose to anyone in typing speed!

Staring at the chat group that had appeared out of nowhere, Satou Kazuma couldn't help but strike Commander Ikari's pose, hands crossed under his nose.

Guess I've been jerking it a bit too much lately, or maybe it's the accumulated effect of too many all-nighters. The chat dialog box has floated right off the screen.

Perverted Scum Man? What kind of weird default nickname is that? It's an anonymous chatroom, right? Are chatrooms these days all this messy? A chat group connecting different worlds—why not just say you can travel to another world? And those two chatting in the group, still playing at chuunibyou roleplay, clearly a couple of guys hooked on isekai trash novels.

Though he had no idea what he clicked to end up in this chatroom, Kazuma, after watching the conversation for a while, decided to join in the fun.

Perverted Scum Man: So, I've joined a chatroom full of chuunibyou?

Huh? I haven't even typed yet—how did the words get out? Oh, I get it. I'm still not awake, I'm dreaming. Never mind, then!

Perverted Scum Man: These days, don't middle schoolers have to go to school? Chatting online in broad daylight?

Perverted Scum Man: And reincarnation's already come up? Did you reincarnate as a skeleton or a slime? You didn't reincarnate as a vending machine, did you? Don't tell me you reincarnated as some noble in another world, then have to defeat the Demon King and save the world—I'd die laughing.

This is Hip-Hop: Who are you? State your name! How dare you speak to Hashirama like that!

In front of Hashirama, Madara could be gentle, but in front of others, he was no pushover—especially when someone dared to badmouth his beloved Hashirama! Only I get to talk about Hashirama!

But as a veteran NEET who thought he was dreaming, Kazuma wasn't about to be scared.

Perverted Scum Man: You're kidding me, right? Are you not even in middle school, or are you still in elementary? Saying stuff like "state your name"—and you even threw in "this old man." Kid, take some advice from your senior: the internet is fake. You should be studying, not getting lost in online roleplay.

Good, good, good—this was definitely the perverted Kazuma, no mistake. But it seemed he hadn't gone through his isekai yet. His words were dripping with contempt for chuunibyou and the reckless confidence of someone online.

From Kazuma and Madara's exchange, Li Yue deduced roughly where Satou Kazuma was in his timeline. Satou Kazuma, who hadn't yet suffered under Aqua, was just a shut-in NEET gaming at home, dissatisfied with reality—timid in real life, but a keyboard warrior online!

This is Hip-Hop: Brat! You've successfully angered this old man! Don't let me find out who you really are, or I'll show you what cruelty means!

Perverted Scum Man: Here we go, here we go—the classic online death threat from a little kid. Japan's new generation is truly doomed, huh? All they do is spout nonsense online. Tsk tsk tsk, you've got me so scared I don't even dare go out to the convenience store for snacks. Hahaha, what else can you do, you little brat who hasn't even grown a full hair, besides posting useless crap online? Come hit me through the internet if you've got the guts!

Though they were talking past each other, Kazuma really was taking online arrogance to the extreme. Li Yue felt that if he were Madara, his blood pressure would be skyrocketing by now.

And in fact, Madara's blood pressure was indeed rising. When had he ever been treated like this? In all his life, he'd never seen anyone dare to provoke and needle him like this. If anyone in the ninja realm had dared to speak to him that way, he'd have slapped them silly and asked if they wanted to dance. The only one who could talk tough to him without getting beaten was Senju Hashirama—but that was his dearest Hashirama, not some foul-mouthed bastard from who knows where!

But now, he was completely helpless. He was dead, his soul in the Pure Land, unable to contact anyone or take any action. All he could do was rage impotently at the chat group messages!

This is Hip-Hop: Damn brat, you just wait! I'll find you one day!

Perverted Scum Man: Ooh~~ I'm so scared~~!

Li Yue watched Satou Kazuma's antics and couldn't stop laughing. It was all coming back—the feeling of watching people flame each other online before his isekai!

But unlike back then, when he'd watch people argue on a computer screen until one side rage-quit, this chat group could actually let you reach through the internet and hit someone!

Unfortunately, Madara couldn't do that right now. As a dead man in the Pure Land, he couldn't move around at all, let alone cross worlds—unless he became a Shinigami.

But sadly, Li Yue wasn't going to help him become a Shinigami, and Aizen certainly wouldn't either.

Meme Lord: Hahaha, Madara, you're still as easy to rile up as ever! Getting worked up by a few words from a kid, hahaha~~~

This is Hip-Hop: Hashirama!

Madara saw Li Yue joining in on the teasing, and his already rising blood pressure shot up even higher. I'm literally helping you argue with someone, you bastard!

Perverted Scum Man: You're not much better, kid reincarnated into another world. Tell your senior—are you going to save the world, defeat the Demon King, or defeat the Demon King to save the world?

Is there a chance that the one who needs to defeat the Demon King to save the world is you? Too bad you've got an Aqua hanging around you—she'll torture you forever!

Still, Li Yue really didn't expect that after Kazuma finished roasting Madara, he'd come for him too.

Treating the chat group like the internet, huh.

Li Yue thought to himself, stood up from his seat, asked Tian Shu beside him to watch his fishing rod, then directly drew his blade and opened a spatial gate. Under Tian Shu's stunned gaze, he stepped through the portal, arrived at Mt. Tianheng, and immediately activated Bankai.

Kid, since you want someone to come through the internet and smack you so badly, I'll grant your wish!

Seeing Li Yue go silent, Kazuma thought he'd once again shut down an internet-addicted elementary schooler, smirked smugly, and pressed his advantage.

Perverted Scum Man: What's wrong, cat got your tongue? Don't tell me you haven't figured out your basic setting yet—no way, no way. Want your senior to help you think one up? I'm pretty familiar with Swords and Magic RPG settings, you know. I can come up with an awesome otherworld reincarnation setup for you!

In his own room, Kazuma, delighted at having lectured two elementary schoolers, laughed out loud, completely unaware that behind him, a faint blue portal was slowly opening.

73. Kazuma-sama Will Become the God of the New World!

"I have deeply recognized my mistakes. I shouldn't have recklessly provoked others just because I was online, and I definitely shouldn't have stayed arrogant because I felt safe in my environment. I must uphold basic internet ethics and manners. I am truly, deeply sorry!"

Still in Satou Kazuma's bedroom, but compared to his earlier arrogant laughter, he now looked remarkably docile. After all, even a useless NEET will put on a sincere smile when a blade is pressed against his neck.

Not to mention that behind the man holding the katana, a mysterious blue portal hovered in the air—this was clearly not normal.

Under Li Yue's earnest guidance, Satou Kazuma genuinely understood that he had indeed joined a chat group connecting different worlds, fully realized the fault in his recent actions, and promised Li Yue that he would abide by the law and follow internet etiquette from now on.

Li Yue nodded in satisfaction at Kazuma's pledge, but as a senior in the chat group, he couldn't just scare the newcomer into silence, right?

"Honestly, young people always have a bit of a temper. It's nothing—who hasn't been young and hotheaded, right?"

"Right, right, right. Senior, you're absolutely right."

"But, you know, you need to watch who you say certain things to. For example, that This is Hip-Hop guy—with someone that hot-tempered, don't hold back!"