Trouble Comes One After...
In the worlds constructed by online novels, perhaps because the will of Heaven is manipulated by humans, it is often difficult to achieve absolute fairness.
They often close the door behind someone and also close the window, replacing the door with a bank vault door and the window with a sealed iron window.
In that kind of world, some people are born to be good, some are born to be villains, some are born to be supporting characters, and some are born to be protagonists.
Some people are born into poverty yet have repulsive appearances; some are mediocre yet unwilling to work hard; some have ugly faces yet lack even a decent physique; perhaps they have a passable voice, but that's something they've gained at the expense of everything else.
... Does this sound a bit like the Little Mermaid from a fairy tale?
But this is, of course, an illusion.
That's right, the woman standing in front of Uraraka Shige at this moment is just such a person...
No prince came to kiss her, and she couldn't possibly plunge into the sea and turn into sea foam... perhaps she could create a three-meter-high wave? But God (yes, that's me) didn't give her the courage to give up her life.
The only 'love' she ever encountered was with a burly man who looked very much like her but had a completely opposite personality... more than ten years her senior.
It's the kind of 'love' that people have no choice but to give in to in order to procreate in middle age... a rather forced kind of 'love'.
This woman, after yelling at the burly man who looked tough on the outside but was actually soft and gentle on the inside, turned her gaze to where Uraraka Shige was, and then opened her mouth... "We're not going to get dirty, I know what you're going to say, play it safe, don't be reckless..." She opened her voice, using that extremely cunning and affected tone that made people feel like they were 'bathing in a spring breeze'... if she were even remotely attractive... and began to speak kindly to Uraraka Shige.
"Thank you for your understanding and support, sir. Please hold my hand tightly, we will definitely get you safely to your destination... What are you waiting for? Come and get the car!"
The last sentence was addressed to the burly man.
Putting aside the burly man's hesitant and reluctant manner as he slowly and painstakingly tidied himself up, even Uraraka Shige, who intended to leave the city as soon as possible, felt as if he were trapped in an endless swamp, with an extremely strong suction force pulling him firmly to the spot, making it impossible for him to lift his feet or move an inch.
Upon seeing this, the woman took three steps in two and went straight forward to grab Uraraka Shige's hand, pulling him into the shadows that seemed to come alive.
Startled Uraraka Shige almost reflexively activated her 'Quirk' and gave her a meal.
Fortunately, he managed to hold back at the last moment.
Then, under the glare of the burly man, whose eyes were bloodshot and even contorted with rage, he grabbed Uraraka Shige's hand tightly and dragged her into the shadows in a flash.
The burly man took two steps forward, but was stopped by a single sentence from the woman.
"Get back to the car!"
The burly man slunk over and drove their car over. It was a beat-up little car that barely met road standards and had probably been through countless hands. It had likely overturned countless times in its limited lifespan, carrying countless passengers and drivers, both new and old, like countless kindergartens and nursing homes.
It still stands tall before Uraraka Shige today, a venerable old chassis worthy of respect.
The burly man steadily sat in the driver's seat and closed the car door tightly.
The shadow that concealed Uraraka Shige and that woman slowly crawled onto the car, then, as if it had descended to a lower dimension, transformed into a real shadow, seeping into the back seat of the car, where nothing seemed amiss.
Buzz~
The engine roared to life, sounding like the cough of an old man of unknown age—very loud.
This beat-up old car... a well-known, multi-generational vehicle whose excellence was hidden deep within its walls, slowly and shakily drove out of the underground parking lot.
As they passed in the shadow of a pillar, the figure behind it suddenly opened its eyes. The one-eared figure was staring intently at the Uraraka Shige car, its expression sinister, seemingly plotting something.