Why Is Matsuda So Popular After Becoming a Top Scientist?

In this world, Matsuda Jinpei is a researcher, the kind everyone likes. He founded the Spirit scientific research team. He is proficient in psychology, mechanical engineering, network technology, and medicine, with experience in most branches of the medical field. He has published significant findings in all these disciplines internationally, and his research achievements are extraordinarily impressive. Matsuda Jinpei and his team have connections on both sides of the law, and even work with the supernatural world. Here, you might see Matsuda Jinpei provide weapons to people with supernatural abilities, then turn around and give the good guys intelligence on wanted members of the bad guys, only to hand one of those wanted members a bomb moments later.

Here, you can find

an online dark web group

?<Another Energetic Day Working for the Boss>

Trash Who's Working for the Leader Today Too: The boss is really amazing! His latest research topic is super interesting. The boss has always taken such good care of us, and his birthday is coming up. Does anyone have any ideas?

Trash Who Wants to Be the Leader's Favorite: I think we could develop something new and surprise the boss, like a new kind of poison or a bomb.

Trash Trying to Get Stronger Today Too: A simple bomb doesn't do justice to the boss's heroic bearing. If you ask me, the gift we prepare for him should be a weapon of the kind used by people with supernatural abilities.

Trash Who's Crazy About the Leader: Hah. Our boss researched Shisu all by himself, a pocket watch that can turn back or stop time. How could ordinary weapons used by people with supernatural abilities possibly match his abilities?

Trash Who's Mad About the Leader: Big bro is right. We might as well hack straight into the heart of New York City and take control of the entire network control system, then play a birthday video for our esteemed boss so everyone can see him.

Trash Who Builds a Great Wall Around the Leader: Second bro, how could we let a bunch of losers look upon the leader's magnificent figure? That would be an insult to the boss.

A piece of trash working hard for the leader...

A piece of trash hoping to catch the leader's attention...

In real life

"Are you okay, trash?"

"You have two choices. One, die. Two, become my subordinate. Trash, which will it be?" Matsuda Jinpei took a small black sphere from his coat pocket.

Akamine Hanyu, lying on a pristine single bed, looked at the handsome man before him. His skin was smooth and flawless. Even with half his face hidden behind sunglasses, nothing could hide those deep blue eyes, like the sea. His lips were faintly red, and his short, unruly curls completed the picture. Matsuda Jinpei tilted his head slightly and gave him a faint smile.

Akamine Hanyu, struck by his beauty: Leader, I'm in!

He immediately pledged his loyalty. "I'm in! I'm in! I'll do anything!"

"Oh? Then what can you do? Can you research machinery?"

"I can't do that."

"What about network technology?"

"I can't do that either."

"Then what can you do, you useless piece of trash?"

"I know how to make medicine."

"Oh, interesting. I suppose your seniors will look after you. I'll be off, then."

Just then, another person in a white lab coat walked in. "Are you the new guy?"

"Yes, senior. Senior, our... um... what was our boss's name? He's really quite nice, isn't he? (?▽?)" A faint blush appeared on his face.

Seeing what had just happened, the researcher who had walked in couldn't help thinking that the boss's charm was as great as ever. Look, he'd bewitched another one.

"Our boss is called Matsuda Jinpei. Come on, come join the group, newcomer!"

As he spoke, he didn't bother asking whether the other man was willing. He fished a phone out of his pocket, opened a dark web that only they could access, and quickly registered an account.

"Here. Pick your own name."

And so the group gained one more member: (A piece of trash who wants the boss all to himself).

The distillery arc

"All right, everyone, look at this. Our target is a research team called Spirit, and we want to work with them. If they refuse, wipe them all out."

"Oh, isn't that the research team that's been making waves lately in medicine, machinery, pharmaceuticals, and information technology? Even so, surely there isn't any need to send so many code-named members."

"Hah! If you dare underestimate them, you'll only meet a dead end."

At first, Scotland and Bourbon were both furious when they heard about this. Such an excellent research team should be handed over to the international community, where they could shine in the field of technology, not be forced to work for this evil organization. But when Scotland and Bourbon saw the picture on the big screen...

Bourbon looked at Matsuda Jinpei on the screen and thought: It's been so long, my benefactor.

Scotland looked at Matsuda Jinpei on the screen: It's been so long, handsome.

As it happened, the three departments under Matsuda Jinpei all believed he was delicate and frail, not to mention that he had a mysterious constitution that attracted perverts. The three departments, each responsible for a different field, quickly came to an agreement and found two bodyguards for Matsuda Jinpei. Yes, they were Scotland and Bourbon.

And so, at Matsuda Jinpei's research base, Scotland and Bourbon became the targets of their teammates' private pranks. For example:

"Hey, cat-eyed bodyguard, come help me move this machine!"

Scotland stared at the machine that would take three people his height, or five people in all, to carry, and felt that life was hopeless.

"Hey, blondie over there! I have a little favor to ask. Could you come and fetch something for me? It's in Lab Seven. Thanks, blondie!"

On the way to Lab Seven, Bourbon had to contend with lasers and tripwires, machine-gun fire and rapid-fire quizzes, poisonous snakes and quicksand traps. But Bourbon did not disappoint: he reached the lab. Then the surveillance system in Lab Seven announced, "Sorry, blondie, I just remembered that the documents are actually in Lab One. You'll have to make another trip."

Bourbon felt a headache coming on. Lab One and Lab Seven were at opposite ends of the facility, one in the far south and the other in the far north.

Theme: A different career might lead to a different outcome.