Everyone on board died when the plane slammed into the building; the realist is escorted to the mortuary with the rest of the bodies.
The body of the third son is brought to his brothers.
"My little brother, what happened to you? I can't even recognize you," Kaito, the first son, exclaimed.
"I am sorry, brother," Ren (4th son) said. "I just...can't believe it."
Apparently, the plane was in the middle of a flight just before it went down, according to the TV host.
For Kaito, the culprit was obvious.
Four days have passed….
After sneaking into the mortuary, Simon and Jimmy take the realist's body and transport it to his hideout.
"Where are we?" the realist asked.
"You are safe now," Simon reassured.
"Everything is fine, everything is fine," Misa said.
"Yeah," Jimmy said.
"Everyone died, and I killed everyone," the realist said.
"Everyone I killed, from men to women to children to babies to the elderly, I killed them all."
What happened was accidental; it's not your fault, Misa exclaimed.
"Come on, dude, you're the realist; you shouldn't beat yourself up over an accident," Simon said.
"I shot the pilot," the realist said.
Simon ,"..........."
Jimmy,"..........."
Misa,"..........."
"You would never shoot an innocent person, I know it," Misa remarked. "Something might have happened, right?" I have complete faith in it.
"Yes, man, she's right," Simon said.
The realist said, "Ahhhhhhh—I'm not sure."
"Let him rest; we'll discuss business later," Simon said.
After three days******
"How are you feeling right now?" Misa inquired.
"Slightly better than the politician who was shot and then went on to attend events the following morning," the realist replies.
"What? Who is that?" Misa asked.
"Two d*cks drum," the realist said..
"Yeah, you're back to your old craziness," Misa said.
Realist laughs.
"What sort of romance is that?" Simon asked.
You are the only reasonable person here, and you want to be just like them, Misa told Simon . "Stop making no sense at all."
"Wait, what did I do?" "It's like saying a man has erectile dysfunction because he is gay," Jimmy said.
Realist exclaimed in disbelief, "What?"
"No, I mean, it's two different things," Jimmy stated.
"And you are the smart one, haha," Simon remarked.
Give us the twenty million that's spread out on the ground so we can soak in it like TikTokers, the realists said.
"Yeah, about that, he refuses to give us the money," Simon said.
"What?" the realist asked. "What do you mean?"
"He said that the head of the narcotics control department died in an accident; that's why we don't deserve the money," Simon said.
"That f*cking Jew , huh? I think he is a Jew first and then Black," remarked the realist.
The realist said, "Let's meet that nigjew mogamambabe."
"I am not going to meet Mogambabe," Misa responded.
Jimmy and Realist Simon go to Mobambe's hideout to make him keep his word. When they get there, they find a horrific sight: the place is crawling with bodies, there are corpses everywhere, and there's just one man standing there, staring up at the sky.
Metal Man was a man who essentially ruled over Japan. At first glance, Japan seemed to be a normal democracy with regular elections. However, when the president was chosen, he discovered that he was actually a puppet and that Metal Man himself was the real president. The military had supported Metal Man's rule, but when they had a disagreement, they sent two anti-super soldiers to separate him from the military. You can see one of them standing right here.
"Hey, we're trying to track down the hood Jew. Could you possibly tell us his whereabouts?" the realist asked.
"Christopher Schoonwaterdijk, Simon Edward Brooks, and Jimmy? What, just Jimmy?" Tom (the soldier) asked, astonished.
"You are familiar to me," the realist said. Hey, you're Metal Man's buddy!
"No, I f*cked him up," Tom said.
"That's one way to put it," the realist said.
"You got jokes, huh?" Tom said.
"Look, we would rather not show here. We are just here to get our twenty million dollars from the Black Jew for killing the head of the drug control department," the realist stated.
"WTF, homie"—"Stop making jokes like that, man," Simon said.
"Yeah! So that's why they called you a realist," Tom said.
"I am about to kill all three of you. Tell me your realistic thoughts on that," Tom said warningly.
"You can't," the realist said, "because the novel isn't Tomlist, is it?" The fact that it's in its sixth chapter suggests that there are still many more chapters to come. "It's not anime where the superheroes are just there to make it sound shounen, and then Mikasa is the true protagonist."
"What?" Tom exclaimed. "So you think we are in a novel?"
"Look at you, you feeble swine, standing there staring at the sky. If you were real, why the f*ck would you stand in the middle of the room staring at the hole in the ceiling?" the realists said.
You know what? I'm going to kill you first so you don't have to go through the pain of losing friends. You're very funny, and I like that. Because you bring so much joy into my life, that is my token of appreciation. Tom said.
"What a gay ass, dude," the realist exclaimed. "Are you sure you killed Metal Man? I doubt that hilly billy too."
"Okay, so describe a real man," Tom asked. •
Tom showed no fear as Realist drew his gun and pointed it at him. Realist then unloaded the gun, removed the magazine, and tossed the weapon in the middle of the room. "You are doing your job," he said, "and I am doing mine." That was our choice, and that was our path.
"So that's how it's going to be," Tom said.
Yeah, the realist said.
For an instant, there is complete stillness, as if something terrible is about to happen.
Realist and Tom began sprinting with renewed vigor, intent on closing the gap. Tom attempted to punch Realist while jumping, but Realist dove and kicked him so hard that his leg bone snapped.
"I heard something, ha," Tom said.
Tom picks up some debris, kicks the ground, and then throws it at the realist. Tom grabs Realist's hand as he ducks and looks, and then he uses his shoulder to rip the hand off.
Simon retrieved a rocket launcher from the vehicle and yelled out, "Die, you pig."
"No, no, do not meddle in the business of other men," Tom adamantly stated.
I told you, bro, his speeches are too gay, Jimmy said.
Tom presses the rocket to the realist's chest and sets it to blast, shattering the realist's chest to pieces.
Tom pressed the realist's heart, which was evident in his physique.
"How does that feel, and is it realistic?" Tom asked.
He looks over at the realist, who has already regenerated his right hand; the realist then knees Tom above the stomach, hitting him so hard that Tom is unable to breathe.
"Well, that was unexpected," Tom remarked after 5 seconds of regaining consciousness.
"Just like you find out your mother is f*cked by a…dude," said the Realist.
Tom stated, "And that person is my father."
"Gardening dude, you mean the gardener," the realist said.
"Oh, that's not nice," Tom remarked.
"That's what she said," the realist remarked.
Tom kicked the realist in the face with a spinning kick, sending his helmet tumbling to Simon's feet.
"Wait, dude, don't do that. We could talk this over," Simon said.
"Talk what over?" Tom asked.
Standing on the realist's chest, Tom rips off both of his hands.
"aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh She screamed like that, hahahahahahahahahahahah" Realist was still mocking him even though he had no hands.
"You fking piece of," Tom remarked.
Someone swooped down and grabbed the realist from under Tom, and then he vanished.
There was no sign of Simon or Jimmy when he looked over at them.
A superhero named Dante, who can travel at the speed of sound, basically abducted them.
Your safety has been assured, Dante assured them. But engaging in combat with one of the larger ones was quite careless.
Who are you?" Simon asked. Tell me why you're doing this.
"I am a member of the Supreme Justice Party," Dante confessed. Plus, we're fighting back against the government's unfair policies.
"Are you all on board with going to war with us?" Dante asked.