This villain, please exercise some restraint.

Everything seemed to have returned to calm, everything seemed to have returned to the beginning.

Restraint returned to the so-called game world.

This world is vast, with many interesting things and fun gadgets.

His name is Temperance, and he has a lovely little sister-like daughter named Wheel of Fortune.

After the "lover" was eliminated, there seemed to be no more crises in this world, only all sorts of NPCs and players.

By the way, in order to better integrate into this world as a 'mortal', the "world" also gave him a package and a player identity called 'Shi Si'.

It is said that those were things he left behind before he lost his memory.

However, he doesn't seem to need it now.

Because all power seems too insignificant in the face of the power of the "world".

If something can be solved in just one step, why waste more energy thinking about how to solve it with a less advanced skill?

However, when he, as the player "Shi Si," mingled with the crowd, he still opened the package out of curiosity.

It contains a huge amount of "experience points", an eyeball called the "Demon Eye" that targets mental weaknesses, and some other things.

But none of that matters anymore. For him now, all he needs is the power of the "world".

This is something that can look down on everything.

“Brother Restraint, that big bad guy ‘Lover’ is dead. I don’t know why, even though I should be happy, I’m not as happy as I thought I would be.”

Tired from playing, "Wheel of Fortune" lay on the soft grass, staring at the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves, and suddenly said with a touch of sadness.

"Perhaps one day, the 'Wheel of Fortune' will also come to an end, just like the 'Lovers'."

The blonde girl murmured to herself, "I understand. Everyone has their own troubles. Just leave all the bad feelings and emotions you don't want to feel to me."

"Perhaps the 'lover' was so desperate over the long years that he chose to stop believing in love. He even refused to feel love again, which led him to his own demise."

"If my 'lover' had asked me for help back then, maybe I would have chosen to help him and ease his pain, and perhaps things wouldn't have been so irreversible."

"The world... also feels very sorry about the death of the 'lover'."

The blonde girl said in a low voice.

"'Lover' was an absolute madman, and I don't think there's any need to be sad about his death."

"My brother and I just did what we were supposed to do and saved the world."

The white-haired boy leaned against a boulder, unconcerned about the situation.

“But… Brother Restraint, although ‘Lover’ is indeed crazy, I think his loyalty to ‘the world’ is beyond question.”

"Do you remember? In that most fatal betrayal, it was 'The Lovers' who saved the day. Otherwise, the beings in the Tarot cards, as well as the many smaller worlds, might have perished along with 'The World'."

"In a sense, weren't those 'lovers' back then also saviors?"

"Because he saved the 'world,' he indirectly saved everyone."

"Therefore, the feeling that 'lover' brings me has always been contradictory and complicated."

The white-haired boy looked at the girl: "So... you're sad because of your 'lover'?"

"You're not going to tell me something like... that my 'lover' is also my savior, are you?"

The Wheel of Fortune fell silent.

For a moment, I didn't know if this silence represented acquiescence or something else.

But he didn't care.

The figure of a short boy slowly appeared; he was a guy who called himself the boss.

These days, this guy who always likes to suddenly appear will come over from time to time to make his presence known.

Good afternoon, Temperance.

The short boy was very outgoing and greeted everyone familiarly.

"What do you think of the world? If there's anything you're not satisfied with or that needs improvement, feel free to tell me. Of course, I also really hope you can offer some suggestions, which might make the world a better place."

The white-haired boy looked at the short boy who had suddenly appeared for who knows how many times, and said, "You told me before that this is the world you created."

"Yes."

The short boy nodded.

"I don't quite understand why you insist on asking me this question."

The white-haired boy frowned slightly, looking somewhat troubled.

But then, that worry vanished like smoke, turning into a playful joke.

"Or is it that, despite us never having met, I possess some quality that I myself am unaware of, enough for you to ask me for advice?"

"I am just an ordinary member of your creation."

His dark eyes stared straight at the matcha color, as if trying to see if something else was hidden behind that seemingly light hue.

"Hahaha."

The short boy's smile was somewhat formulaic.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to address you as 'teacher'."

"I also hope that you can teach me some knowledge that will benefit me greatly."

"After all, although you have forgotten, your name will not change. You are Temperance, and you will always be my senior."

"As the current Temperor, I would like to ask you some deeper questions."

The white-haired boy fell into deep thought.

Upon hearing this, "Wheel of Fortune" looked surprised. She pointed at the white-haired boy and then at the short boy.

"Did I hear that right?"

"Are you actually asking someone whose memory is completely blank what you're asking them?"

"What can he teach you? He probably can't teach you anything!"

She didn't have a good impression of this smiling tiger-like little guy; he was strange and had inexplicably taken the place that should have belonged to her restrained older brother.

Although she was initially handed over to this little guy by her "lover," and although her cooperation meant that he didn't make things too difficult for her, it couldn't change her preconceived notions about him.

The short boy smiled and said, "So what? The teacher has amnesia, and so do I. I believe that amnesia doesn't change a person's true nature."

What does the teacher think?

"Oh - I almost forgot."

The short boy looked at the "Wheel of Fortune" and said, "In this regard, perhaps you, who are consumed by emotions, have more to say."

His words were somewhat sarcastic, but the blonde girl ignored them and turned her head away, saying, "What's that chattering in my ear? It's so annoying."

She muttered it in a low voice.