Shuichi sat back down. His face was dark, and he didn't say a word.
Heiji glanced at him, then exchanged a look with Kaito.
Both were somewhat surprised.
Although their team all came from the real world, the circumstances of their reincarnation were somewhat different.
Like Makoto's group, Shuichi and his FBI team hadn't reincarnated after death. They had come to this world as players.
After his identity was exposed, he immediately fled back to the United States and escaped the nuclear bombing.
Later, after the US was crippled by Makoto and the FBI was forced to disband, Shuichi and the others lived day-to-day in the underworld.
Until they were chosen by the Reincarnation Game and thrown into this world.
At that time, they met Heiji, Saguru, and the others and actively invited them to form a team.
They were all from the same world, which made it easier to get along.
Although Heiji and the others were only high school students, they had already been in this world for some time and were still valuable as collaborators.
But their understanding of Shuichi and the others was limited to the label 'FBI agent'. As for what he had done or what women he had been with, they knew nothing.
James sat next to Shuichi. He was one of the people who knew the inside story.
Andre scratched his head and said with a simple and honest face, "Akai, this is good news. At least it means your ex-girlfriend is still alive."
Jodie slapped her forehead, her expression clearly disgusted.
That consolation was worse than no consolation.
When several people nearby heard the words 'ex-girlfriend', their ears perked up.
'Wow, that's a lot of information. So among Makoto's women, there is also Akai Shuichi's ex-girlfriend.'
A group of adventurers who loved to watch the excitement exchanged whispers, muttering among themselves, their gazes traveling back and forth over Shuichi's dark face.
Shuichi was barely considered a celebrity in E-Rantel. After all, he was a core member of an Orichalcum-rank adventurer team, strong, and relatively good-looking.
But even so, the gap between him and Makoto was still too vast.
It was seen as very normal for a woman to be taken away.
Lukrut touched his neck. The spot where Shuichi had grabbed him still ached.
He had been quite angry earlier.
But after hearing the words 'ex-girlfriend', his anger mostly dissipated, 'So he'd been cuckolded. No wonder he was so angry. Understandable.'
He smiled maliciously, leaned over, and patted Shuichi on the shoulder. "It's okay, man. Look on the bright side. At least you were once fellow brothers with Makoto. Isn't that something to be honored about?"
Shuichi's eyelids twitched. His hand couldn't help reaching behind his back, touching the handle of the Holy Spear.
"Calm down, calm down, calm down—"
Saguru pressed down on his wrist from the side. Kaito pressed down on his shoulder from the other side. James, Andre, and the others also acted.
Five or six people acted simultaneously, finally pressing Shuichi back into his chair.
Lukrut quickly stepped back two steps, raising both hands above his head to show that he meant no further provocation.
Kaito took a few gold coins from his pocket, casually slipped them into Lukrut's hand, and asked in a low voice, "What other women are by Makoto's side?"
After seeing Shuichi get cuckolded, he also started to worry.
He was afraid that his childhood sweetheart, Nakamori Aoko, might also become Makoto's possession.
It has to be said that Kaito still knew how to handle people better than these FBI agents and high school detectives.
Lukrut weighed the gold coins in his hand. A smile immediately broke out on his face. He gave Kaito an OK gesture.
Then he began to count off on his fingers.
"The eldest daughter of the Dustiness Family, Dustiness Ford Lalatina. She's the most noticeable. Her figure is out of this world."
"That's normal."
"Besides the brown-haired sisters I mentioned earlier, there is also a group of three sisters, all with silver hair. Their figures are also explosively good." It was obvious Lukrut had mistaken them. These three were mother and daughters, not sisters. But it was normal in anime for mothers to look young.
Kaito quickly interrupted him. "Are there any with black hair?"
Lukrut thought for a moment and nodded.
Kaito's heartbeat skipped. He thought of all of Aoko's features. "A-are her breasts big?"
Lukrut thought again. Yunyun's delicate face and that pair of plump mounds, not quite matching her age, came to mind. "Pretty big."
Kaito let out a long sigh of relief.
'Thank goodness.'
'It seemed Aoko had not yet suffered the poison of Nishikawa Makoto.'
'And to be honest, the women around Nishikawa Makoto were all voluptuous with large breasts and hips. He probably wouldn't be interested in someone of Aoko's level.'
Thinking this, he felt a little more at ease.
Heiji also joined the conversation. "Are there any women who wear a ponytail? Who speak with a strange accent, like me—"
Heiji deliberately spoke a few lines in Osaka dialect, his voice rising, his final syllables drawn out.
He was talking about Kazuha.
Kazuha's breasts were quite large. Heiji was afraid that the women around Makoto might include her.
Speaking of which, it makes you wonder if Aoyama has some kind of peculiarity. The couples he draws are almost uniformly childhood sweethearts.
Lukrut scratched his head and thought back for a long time.
There were too many women around Makoto. He had only taken a quick look from afar back then. He couldn't possibly remember everyone's appearance and features. He only remembered the most distinctive few.
"...Why do you guys have so many questions? Were all your ex-girlfriends stolen by Makoto?" His tone carried a hint of impatience.
Heiji breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Although he still couldn't confirm whether Kazuha was by Makoto's side or not, at least it wasn't as clear-cut as Shuichi, who had already been unequivocally cuckolded.
After all, if a beautiful woman stays by Makoto's side, to say she could remain a virgin would be like saying the US is the country that has contributed the most to world peace.
Jodie, who was also one of Shuichi's ex-girlfriends, said earnestly, "Shuichi, don't do anything rash. Our current strength is no match for Nishikawa Makoto. Being able to live another life in this world is already very fortunate."
Shuichi kept his head down. In the end, he just let out an 'mm'.
Whether he had really taken it in was anyone's guess.
Ainz and Narberal had listened to the entire conversation from the side.
They had gathered enough information.
"Let's go, Nabe."
"Yes."
The two walked to the quest board. Ainz reached out, pulled down a quest sheet, folded it, and tucked it into his pocket.
Before leaving, he glanced at The Avengers team.
Ainz withdrew his gaze and silently sighed to himself: 'How melodramatic.'
'This entire Avengers team had probably all been cuckolded by Nishikawa Makoto.'
'Why call themselves Avengers? Might as well call themselves Forgivers.'