(Within the light screen, Kuchiba Hiro's humiliation of Yukinoshita Yukino did not stop because of her embarrassment; instead, it was as if he had found a vent, continuing to use the blade of his words to slice through her already crumbling self-esteem. But as he cursed, a hint of genuine confusion appeared on his face, as if he had encountered something difficult to understand.
"I'm really quite puzzled." He tilted his head, sizing up the pale, trembling girl before him, his tone carrying unconcealed bewilderment. "Your family... logically speaking, having reached this social class and this level of exposure..."
His gaze swept across the exquisitely decorated, expensive living room before finally falling back on Yukino.
"How did your family's education raise you to be... such an ignorant and weak little white rabbit?"
This question was like a key, instantly flipping the switch of his reasoning based on social observation and cognition. His gaze quickly flickered over Ayano, whose expression changed abruptly, and Haruno, whose eyes were complex. Combining this with Yukino's state—obviously out of touch with society, full of idealism but lacking a foundation in reality—a cold answer that fit the logic of the upper class quickly formed in his mind.
He drew out his tone, letting out a meaningful "Oh—," as if he had instantly grasped all the key points.
"I see..." He seemed to be talking to himself, yet also giving a cruel "science lesson" to the stiff trio before him, especially to Yukino, who had yet to see the truth.
"Your family's position in the upper class probably isn't in the core circle yet. At most, you've got one foot in the door and are still in the stage of... being someone's dog, proving your loyalty?" His words were harsh and direct, his gaze shifting toward Ayano with pointed implication. "Otherwise, you wouldn't be specializing in the 'executioner' role—the kind of dirty work that can't be shown in public but must be done by someone."
He continued his analysis, his tone as calm as if he were discussing the weather:
"Your family is currently in a critical period of class transition. At a time like this, what is needed most? It's 'stability,' a 'smooth transition.' You can't afford any internal chaos."
His gaze turned back to Yukino, this time with a mockery that bordered on pity:
"But your family just happens to have two daughters."
"If both daughters were raised to be hunters who know how to read people, how to fight for resources, and how to apply and use 'tools'..." He paused, letting the consequences of this hypothesis hang in the air. "Then internal strife within the family would be inevitable—sisters turning against each other, fighting over inheritance, resources, and the right to speak... By then, forget a smooth transition; it would be hard to say if you could even maintain your current status."
His gaze finally fixed on Ayano, who had been sitting silently on her knees, his tone certain.
"So you..." He delivered the cruel truth to Ayano. "You didn't teach her any real social common sense or the true skills needed to survive in that circle. She's been kept in an almost... hands-off state."
His words were like ice picks, stabbing toward Yukino:
"In fact, it was deliberate... allowing her to grow crooked, to grow crippled. Letting her immerse herself in books and those harmless 'ideals,' making her naive, making her... completely non-threatening."
He even mentioned Hachiman Hikigaya, the boy Kuchiba Hiro considered pathetic:
"That's why, when she found such a... 'cuck' for a boyfriend, you saw it clearly but just turned a blind eye. You might even have... been happy to see it happen, right? After all, such a pair is even more 'safe' and even less likely to pose any threat to your eldest daughter, or rather, to the 'smooth transition' your family has planned."
"Crash—"
Yukino felt her world completely collapse at that moment.
She jerked her head around, staring fixedly at her mother with a look of disbelief mixed with shock, pain, and betrayal. All the doubts that had plagued her for so long—why her mother seemed more focused on her sister, why her mother only gave a faint smile and never looked deeper into her 'childish' behavior, why her mother never seemed to interfere in her personal relationships—seemed to have an answer now.
The answer was so cold, so cruel.
Facing her daughter's almost accusatory gaze, Yukinoshita Ayano's lips moved slightly. She avoided Yukino's eyes and lowered her eyelids, her long eyelashes concealing whatever complex emotions might be in her eyes. In the end, she merely spoke a few words in an extremely flat, almost emotionless tone:
"As long as... she likes it."
No denial.
No explanation.
Only those five words that seemed open-minded but actually contained endless indifference and calculation.
This light sentence was like the final breeze that blew away the last illusions of family warmth in Yukino's heart. She stood there as if all her strength had been drained, unable to even maintain her posture, leaving only bone-chilling coldness and a void.
As it turned out, the "freedom" she thought she had, the "non-interference" she thought she enjoyed, was nothing more than the "neutralization" process of a discarded pawn already set on the family chessboard.)
The real world, cyberspace.
The plot in the light screen was like a storm sweeping through everything, and the character Kuchiba Hiro was rapidly becoming the center of this storm, his popularity soaring at an unprecedented rate!
At first, people might have just been attracted by his nearly unsolvable "Hardening" ability and his brave fighting style. But what truly gained him countless fans were his words, sharp as a scalpel, and his insight that pierced through the fog.
When Yukinoshita Ayano tried to use that sophistry of "collective karma of all mankind" to dilute the sins of specific individuals into a vague grand narrative, it was Kuchiba Hiro who used his repeated refutations—"Humans are the masters of everything," "Behind capital are people, behind machines are people, and behind the market are also people"—like a thunderclap to instantly shatter those seemingly profound lies!
Who knows how many young people caught in confusion and self-doubt were awakened by these remarks!
"Enlightening! Truly enlightening! I've always felt oppressed and powerless, as if I were facing an invisible behemoth. Turns out I had the wrong target!"
"We are not a discarded generation, not useless! Our predicament exists because specific people are making unfair rules, and specific people are seizing excessive profits!"
"The ones to hate are those specific people and groups who destroy the environment, exploit employees, and create involution! Don't blame the era, the background, or that abstract term from market economics!"
"Precise targeting! Boss Kuchiba Hiro taught me what precise targeting means! Every wrong has its cause, every debt has its debtor!"
This cognitive shift, moving the focus from vague concepts back to specific responsible individuals, made countless people feel an unprecedented sense of clarity and relief. They were no longer dust powerless against an entire "era," but could clearly identify the "people" causing their plight.
And when the "Noah's Ark" plan was revealed—that cruel escape plan belonging to the top elites—it instantly ignited the fury and panic of the general public.
"Support Kuchiba Hiro! Blow up that damn ship! If we die, we die together! No one gets away!"
"Why do they get to live while we have to wait for death? What kind of bullshit plan is this!"
"Since they won't give us a way to live, then nobody lives! Support!"
The internet was filled with similar bloodthirsty remarks; a desperate anger of "perishing together" was spreading. Although some so-called "rational observers" tried to cool things down:
"Everyone, calm down! This is just a plot in the light screen, it might not be real!"
"Don't let your emotions be incited by fictional content!"
But they were immediately met with even more intense rebuttals:
"What if?! What if it's fucking real?! Are we just supposed to wait for death like good little children?!"
"If you don't resist, don't fight, and don't even try to grasp a sliver of a chance to live, then you deserve to die!"
"I'd rather be like Kuchiba Hiro—even if I die, I'll drag those rule-makers down with me! I won't just numbly accept fate!"
For the first time, the authenticity of the light screen's content triggered such a large-scale, intense public discussion and panic. People began to truly fear that it might not be entirely fictional.
And Kuchiba Hiro's seemingly innate, sharp insight that saw through the essence of things reached its peak when analyzing the truth behind the Yukinoshita Family's education.
"With just a few words, he exposed the filthy calculations of upper-class families!"
"So the so-called 'hands-off' and 'open-minded' approach was backed by such cold family strategies..."
"He reads people too accurately! It's like he has X-ray vision!"
This ability made him a god in the hearts of countless netizens. Through him, people learned for the first time, in such an intuitive way, the mindset of peeling back the surface and looking directly at the core of things. His remarks were hailed by many as a "Bible" for elevating one's cognition.
"Godfather! Please accept my respect! This is a true boss!"
"In him, I felt for the first time what 'boss energy' really means! It's not putting on airs, but that terrifying insight that sees through everything and points directly to the essence!"
"Learn cognition from Seventh Master! This is more useful than any business school or success literature!"
The title of "Godfather" spread like wildfire, and Kuchiba Hiro's popularity reached a staggering peak in the real world. He was no longer just a fictional avenger, but had become a symbol in many people's hearts—a symbol of someone who dared to tear through all hypocritical facades, face cruel reality, and rise up in resistance.
What he brought was not just the thrill of a story, but a cognitive storm that swept through the thoughts of countless people.
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