Will I Ultimately Become a Capitalist Tycoon?

Let me bear the infamy.

Chapter 13: Wait, Who the Hell Are You!

After dumping Huihui's work on Naruto, Russell quickly returned to his own residence.

Thanks to the sweat of Huihui and Naruto, along with Valmont's selfless contributions, his life was gradually getting on track.

But some problems had also cropped up.

For instance, because of the Causality Law: Thousand Years of Death, he had come off as a pretty cocky villain in front of Talulah.

Talulah, the foster daughter of Grand Duke Black Snake, Koschei.

Koschei, the undying one from Slavic myth—that demon was inside Talulah's body, waiting for her to accept and be assimilated by him.

Since he had left a deep impression on Talulah, he would obviously catch Black Snake's attention.

And that monster, who styled itself as the will of the Ursus nation, would be acting unscientifically if it didn't react upon discovering a force seemingly trying to seize Victoria's royal lineage.

Hmm, maybe some probing would come later?

Seemed a bit troublesome.

But, thinking it over carefully, it didn't seem like that big a deal.

After all, Huihui had already gone to make tools that could use the Shadowkhan masks.

The Shadowkhan Army lived up to their name—they were both evil spirits and shadows.

They could lurk in the shadows, even using them to achieve something like a Space Jump.

In fact, using the Shadowkhan Army as laborers was completely wrong.

—Their true profession was assassin.

Imagine waking up to find yourself surrounded by a hundred or so ninjas. Without Jackie Chan's invincible furniture-fu trait, your balls would get kicked to pieces.

Even if Old Seductive Snake went all out, he could still have the Shadowkhan Army take him away, or just have a group member open a portal...

When he got back, he'd go find the other masks in Valmont's world. Then, he'd just charge at those bastards with the Shadow Legion.

Thinking this, Russell's mood improved a lot, and he got ready to sleep.

Then—

[Oh, buddy, aren't you forgetting something?]

In his field of vision, the Prompt Device suddenly popped up.

Huh?

Russell was stunned.

[You promised to help Megumin feed Kiana, remember?]

Russell had a moment of realization.

Seemed like that was a thing.

Megumin's keys and bank card were all in his hands.

It was just that Valmont had abruptly shoved the Shendu statue and Shadowkhan mask at him, and he'd been too busy thinking about how to control the Shadow Legion and torture Shendu, completely forgetting about this.

Emm...

Russell looked at the night outside the window, a bit embarrassed.

Kiana had been completely forgotten by him.

Although he didn't know Kiana at all, so he naturally wouldn't feel guilty about letting her down, this was still something Megumin had asked him to do...

Russell did care about what Megumin thought, after all.

She was a member of the chat group, and barring accidents, they'd all be grasshoppers tied to the same string from now on.

As one grasshopper among many, Russell obviously couldn't do something that would piss off another grasshopper.

[Host, are you getting Alzheimer's at such a young age?]

The system's reply was merciless.

"Is there a chance you're just too useless? If you'd given me a Simulation of Star Creation Diagram or an Ophiuchus Cloth from the start, would I be this busy?"

Russell got up and started packing, counterattacking his Prompt Device along the way.

Actually, saying "packing" was a bit much—there wasn't much to prepare.

After all, the Dragon Talisman was thrown into the mine as equipment, and the Shadowkhan mask was taken by Huihui to the Crimson Demon Village.

The only thing he could bring was the Sheep Talisman.

Honestly, going to the Honkai world with just a Sheep Talisman was a bit reckless. The energy in the Honkai world view was Honkai energy, which was highly corrosive. The Honkai energy in a normal environment was very low and harmless, but if he ran into any infection source, he'd definitely be in deep trouble.

But luckily, this trip's mission was just to find Kiana, drop a bank card in front of her, and then head back.

If he wanted to be safer.

He could just use the Sheep Talisman's ability to send a dream, telling Kiana in her sleep where Megumin's bank card and apartment keys were.

If I wanted to add some drama for myself, I could coldly say, "Take the money and get out of the Raikou family."

Well, the upside is having fun; the downside is that Kiana might load the Dragon King script and turn into the Herrscher of Flamescion in a couple of days, beating Russell's dog head to a pulp.

Ahem, for the sake of that dog head, I'd better not add drama.

Thinking this, Russell quickly changed his clothes and sent a crossing application to Megumin.

Unadon tastes excellent—eel coated in a sweet and savory sauce, laid over white rice, the rice's sweet stickiness blending with the eel's flavor, instantly awakening the taste buds.

Sukiyaki, with a special Japanese broth base, meat slices, and various vegetables, boiled and dipped in raw egg, is also incredibly delicious.

Of course, for those with high physical exertion, fried food is the pinnacle of flavor.

Seafood, fresh vegetables, and other ingredients wrapped in egg batter and deep-fried—off-the-charts calories bring supreme enjoyment.

A white-haired girl walked through the food street, her whole body radiating the aura of a starving ghost, making people shrink back in fear.

Kiana Kaslana.

Daughter of Kaslana and Saniyat.

By blood, she's a proper noble young lady, even a princess.

But just as one becomes Hokage through respect, only the powerful and privileged can truly be called princesses.

Kiana felt she was nothing like a young lady.

More like a refugee.

Changkong City was a very prosperous city.

And prosperous cities never lack good food.

"I'm so hungry..."

The girl touched her wallet, shook it vigorously, and a single hundred-yen coin fluttered down lightly.

One hundred yen, converted to about three RMB.

Clearly, that wasn't enough to fill the stomach of a starving Samoyed.

Kiana was hungry.

Not just hungry, but starving.

When she was very young, her father had vanished mysteriously, forcing her to set out from Northern Europe to find him.

She'd heard rumors of a white-haired man appearing in Changkong City, so she came here.

Instead of finding some white-haired uncle, she ran into the byproduct of the Honkai Source—Death Warriors.

The Kaslana were a knightly clan.

Out of a sense of honor, she naturally stayed, trying to deal with the city's problems.

Investigating the Honkai Source alone was undoubtedly grueling—inefficient and highly draining.

Kiana clutched her stomach, her expression pained.

No Siegfried found, no Honkai Source caught, and she'd been hungry all day.

Life felt meaningless.

Only Megumin's chest held a bit of warmth.

Thinking of that beautiful senior, Kiana's expression finally improved.

Megumin.

The senior willing to help her with everything, and her best friend over the years.

Elegant, calm, used to taking care of others.

Just being with her felt warm.

The old man said that when you meet someone who moves your heart, you strike hard—a man's pursuit should be as earth-shattering as the Rumbling!!

Without a doubt, Megumin was the one worth chasing with all her might.

With that thought, Kiana's pace quickened involuntarily.

Like a nimble cat, she easily vaulted over a high wall and slipped into a luxurious apartment complex.

In her sight, a certain apartment's lights were still on.

Megumin...

Is she waiting for me?

The girl's face was full of excitement.

Oooh!!

Was Mei really in the habit of preparing meals for herself, even leaving the light on just because she hadn't eaten?

That was way too fairy-tale.

A smile kept spreading across Kiana's face.

This was a huge step forward in their emotional bond!

She took the elevator up, knocked on the door, and waited for the beautiful girl to open it for her.

Kiana's face was full of smiles.

After she knocked, within five seconds, the lock clicked.

Mei, I'm here!!

The smiling girl bent forward slightly and charged straight in. Based on her past experience, this spot was just right to crash into Mei's chest and enjoy that bouncy softness.

Charge, charge, charge!!!

Following her usual routine, the girl turned into a train king.

But—maybe it was her imagination—Mei's chest didn't feel soft at all. Instead, it was a bit...

Uncomfortably hard.

Sensing something off about the touch, Kiana warily lifted her head.

A man with a piece of bread in his mouth looked troubled.

???

Who the hell are you!!