The sudden, inexplicable request left the few people still there dumbstruck...
Their clever brains seized the chance to take the high ground again.
"Huh? Isn't that a bad idea?"
"Yeah, why should we insult someone for no reason? I don't even know him."
Tetsuhiro fought to keep the corners of his mouth from rising and held back his laughter. "Don't you believe me? Even someone from the past like me can appear here, so what else is impossible? A few insults won't cost you anything. Besides, that name doesn't belong to a person. It's an animal—just my dog."
He secretly reveled in it. Hehe, I don't care whether you know about the rules. Just thinking about that bastard getting cursed out by characters he created with his own pen lets me blow off some steam.
"Father, say something! Does this power of rules really exist? Do we really have to do what he says?" At a loss, Yuya could only turn to Yusho for help.
Tetsuhiro had hit a blind spot in their understanding.
Their brains crashed on the spot.
After a while, Yuya said hesitantly, "Even if you put it that way, I still..."
"All right, I'll try." Yusho adjusted his magician's top hat and clothes, composed himself, and cursed loudly at the ceiling. "Tsutomu Ueda, you bastard! You fucking idiot! You asshole pushing your own agenda, may you die a horrible death!"
Then he tried to sound casual. "That should do... Huh? What's..."
Thump, thump!
Yusho jolted violently, immediately clutching his head as cold sweat poured off him.
"Father, what's wrong?"
"Yusho!"
"Uncle!"
"What did you do?!"
Some people in the stands ran over to support him, some questioned Tetsuhiro warily, and others moved to protect everyone else.
The scene descended into chaos.
None of them knew that