Joy's Joy

She suddenly arrived in this world. A world of raging wars, corpses strewn everywhere, and devastation as far as the eye could see. The silver-haired man known as the White Yaksha fought on the battlefield, his white clothes stained with blood and his red eyes fearsome. With every swing of his blade, he was unstoppable. The long-haired black man known as the Prince of Madness had a face as beautiful as jade, and was refined and handsome. In battle, he moved like a swallow, killing with a single strike. The purple-haired man known as the commander of the Kiheitai was shrewd, ruthless, skilled in both the literary and martial arts, and a living embodiment of a demon. Friends and enemies alike both respected and feared them. There was only one person who, after her illusions shattered, felt nothing but contempt for them. As their comrade, Yuko had this to say: "Even a heartthrob farts. That's nothing. The problem is, he grabs it and makes you smell it." "He's always acting crazy. You ask him about the ground, and he answers about the sky. Even Liu Sanjie might die of frustration trying to scold him. He's really hard to communicate with." "He's petty and holds grudges. You can't say he's short, but you can't call him tall either. Still, compared to the other two, Short-sugi is the most..." Whoosh! A katana flew past Yuko's ear. Yuko sighed. "I was going to praise you, Short-sugi!" The Kiheitai commander bulged a vein. "If you want to die, just say so." The loudmouth tried to break up the fight. "Ahahaha, ahahaha, let's all get along! Yuko, you need to make sure you call people by the right name." Yuko: "You're the last person who should be saying that." * Many years later, the Joui War was in the past. The once-familiar figures who had fought on the battlefield had gone their separate ways, scattered in every direction. A reporter tried to track down the mysterious boy who was not part of the Joui Four. It was said that his presence had caused his companions to turn against each other. "Do you know the Near-Death Evolutionary?" By some miracle, the reporter found the White Night Scrubber, who had become an ordinary shopkeeper. "...That title could get you killed." The White Night Scrubber warily looked around. The reporter was puzzled, but stuck to his professional instincts. "Your reaction... means he's still alive, doesn't it? What was his relationship with the Joui Four? Did they fall apart because of him?" The White Night Scrubber wiped nonexistent sweat from his brow. "I don't know the details, but I heard it was because all four members of the Joui Four fell for that esteemed person. They fought in front of him, but in the end, he chose none of them. The four of them felt humiliated..." The reporter turned to the camera. "Did everyone hear that? The famous Joui Four fought over love, and all of them lost!" Seeing how recklessly the reporter was broadcasting, the White Night Scrubber clutched his head and ran. Before he could take five steps, four familiar figures suddenly appeared and blocked his path. The four cracked their knuckles, murder in their eyes. "Ahahaha, who was fighting over love?" "What the hell are you talking about, you idiot?!" "Heavenly punishment!" "Go to hell." Reading Guide: 1. A harem fantasy where everyone loves the female lead. [Emphasis!!!] 2. The female lead disguises herself as a man. 3. The female lead grows from weak to strong. Her weak phase is mostly glossed over, so she's strong from the start. By the later chapters, she's on equal footing with Hoshimi Bouzu. 4. Her original identity is no ordinary one. 5. Readers who ship the original pairings, proceed with caution. [Emphasis!!!] 6. The scenes in the blurb do not appear in the story. Theme: The good things in life are right beside you.