Looking at the familiar photo in the message, Yukinoshita Haruno spat out a mouthful of water directly.
"Huh? Mr. Akira is actually with the Hero Association?"
"Stop 'huh-ing'."
Yukinoshita Yukino threw a towel to her sister, then sat down on the sofa and looked at the message on her phone.
Ranked Sixth in S-Class, Akira. Eighteen years old. Specialty: swordsmanship. A sudden arrival, and ranked very high.
"You know him?"
"Of course I know him—he's the man who might become your brother-in-law. How could I not know him?"
Yukinoshita Haruno said jokingly, using the towel to clean up her mess.
"Brother-in-law? Eighteen years old?"
"What's wrong? Can't he be? You still don't know your sister's charm?"
Yukinoshita Haruno proudly lifted her head, causing Yukino to show a look of disdain.
"You didn't come here today just to show off this, did you?"
Looking at the handsome face in the photo, Haruno sighed.
"Of course I'm not that idle. But, I'm idle again now. He's the landlord of the floor our company is renting, and I've been in charge of this matter for the past two days. I just found out he's a hero."
Yukino frowned. "Then what you just said…"
"It's not just Mother's intention—I'm a little tempted myself."
"Oh?"
Yukino seriously looked at the photo, committing Akira's face to memory.
Someone who could catch Haruno's eye naturally couldn't be bad.
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
Fubuki, still patrolling the streets, was still very happy. Today was the second day. She still hadn't received any relevant messages.
Sure enough, I won this bet.
She was incredibly confident.
"Big sister, Akira, he…"
"What's wrong with him?"
Fubuki turned to look at the Fubuki Group members and found that their expressions were all a bit off.
"Tsk~! What could be wrong."
She took out her phone and saw Akira's message appear on the announcement, with an identifier in front of his name: Ranked Sixth in S-Class.
Boom!
A bolt from the blue.
Fubuki felt like the sky was about to collapse. At this moment, she didn't care about the rift with Tatsumaki and directly made a call.
"What's going on with Akira? Did he really kill the Deep Sea King?"
Tatsumaki, who rarely received calls from her sister, was very happy. But as soon as she answered, she heard a name that made her a little annoyed. Her face immediately darkened.
"Metal Bat said it happened. So you called just to ask about an outsider? And how do you know about the Deep Sea King? The Hero Association shouldn't have announced it."
Clatter.
Fubuki's phone fell to the ground.
Impossible! Although I had left Akira's villa, I hadn't gone far. If the Deep Sea King had really passed by, I should have noticed.
The next second, the phone that had fallen to the ground flew back into her hand. "Can you elaborate?"
It was her sister's request, so Tatsumaki began to speak. "That Deep Sea King was two stories tall. He defeated Zombieman and Metal Bat. Then Akira twisted off its arm with his hand and sent its head flying—according to the analysis from headquarters, they said it was knocked into space. Headquarters barely rated that Deep Sea King as Dragon-level. Tsk~! If it were me, I wouldn't even need to move a hand."
The Deep Sea King! It really existed! So Akira really went to the future?
"Even so, Akira shouldn't be ranked sixth."
"Ah, it's all because that guy caused too much of a stir. I'll get a video from Atomic Samurai for you—you'll understand once you see it. By the way, are you still hanging out with those guys?"
"They are companions, not 'those guys'."
Tatsumaki didn't understand and said sternly, "They are just deadweights. Being with them will only make you weaker."
"No matter what you say, I won't abandon them."
After hanging up the phone, Tatsumaki sighed helplessly. "Why is this child's rebellious phase so long? But what is she doing with Mr. Akira? Could they know each other?"
Tatsumaki got the video from Atomic Samurai and sent it to Fubuki.
After watching it, Fubuki broke down.
"Maria, did you see it?"
At the Kujo residence, Eriri hurriedly pushed open Maria's bedroom door.
These past few days, they had been paying attention to someone named Akira and also following the fabricated experiences Akira had spouted to search for him. But besides wasting time, they found nothing. Then suddenly today, they received a message from the Hero Association, which led both of them directly to Akira.
"I saw it. It should be the same person. However, he specializes in swordsmanship. But…"
Eriri was a little doubtful.
"Oh my, oh my—when we have a chance to meet him, we'll just ask him directly."
Maria smiled, and Eriri calmed down.
Yes. Just seeing him would be enough.
At the Suou residence, Kimishima Ayano saw the message on her phone and remembered the young lady's friend—the guy who had ambushed her in the bushes.
Hiratsuka Shizuka sat on the sofa, holding her forehead, with beer and snacks on the coffee table.
"Ah, this is crazy. How could Akira be an S-Class Hero? So that car really was his. He came to drop off Busujima Saeko, which means Busujima Saeko is actually his girlfriend? But she was just with him in that changing room at the gym today."
Ah ah ah ah ah~!
She even wanted to call Akira just now, to ask him to come over for a drink and then continue tonight. Now she had inexplicably become the third wheel—and it was her own student! As a teacher, why did fate have to be so cruel to her?
Hiratsuka Shizuka's head ached. But then she suddenly remembered that Mr. Akira had met her a month ago. However, the rumors appeared last week. In other words… it was still impossible to determine who was first. Perhaps Busujima Saeko was the third wheel.
But no matter how she looked at it, the two of them seemed more compatible, didn't they?
Oh my~!
Hiratsuka Shizuka wanted to give up, but the marks branded on her body fiercely emerged.
Go find Akira and make him explain. Even if they couldn't be a couple, then… then I can't not consider compromising a little. I can't just give up my first time like that.
For some reason, Hiratsuka Shizuka suddenly felt a surge of passion.
Kitagawa Marin was stunned.
After that day a year ago, she had completely withdrawn from the cosplay community. For a long time afterward, she dared not wear JK uniforms or speak to people of the opposite sex. If she looked at them for even a little too long, she felt they were plotting against her.
And now, she had finally found the culprit who caused her current situation—a hero. He must care a lot about his image. As long as she arranged to meet him in a public place and threatened him to hand over the photos, she could finally feel completely at ease.
Hmm. Find Akira. No—write him a letter first. When he sees it, he'll surely agree to meet.
Kitagawa Marin desperately wanted her photos back—they were her Achilles' heel. If those photos got out, she wouldn't want to live anymore. So she didn't bother thinking of any elaborate plan; she just wanted to contact Akira first.
But for now, she should take two more pictures first. Just because she didn't cosplay herself didn't mean she couldn't watch others cosplay. Now she was wearing a mask at the anime convention, taking photos of her favorite cosplayer, Juju.
"Wow, that's incredible. Juju's assistant is truly incredible—Mimu, did you see her?"
Sugaya Noha greatly admired Inumori Kotobuki's figure. Especially when she stood next to Juju, the stark contrast and visual impact… it was amazing.
Kitagawa Marin took a closer look and couldn't help but exclaim, "It really is incredible."
"Ah!"
In the dojo, Kirigaya Suguha was the first to let out a scream.
She looked at Akira in front of her, then at her phone. Finally, she believed that the Akira in front of her was the S-Class Rank 6 Hero on her phone.
"Mr. Akira, how could you be like this! S-Class Hero Rank 6!"
She couldn't tell if it was surprise or shock, or perhaps excitement. Kirigaya Suguha suddenly jumped into Akira's arms and uncontrollably kissed him.
"Mr. Akira, you're truly amazing."
Busujima Saeko saw this entire scene, but she didn't say anything—only felt happy for Akira.
But as she rejoiced, Kirigaya Suguha suddenly remembered her earlier question. "Mr. Akira, is that car outside really yours?"
"Mm~! I have many more."
"Are the benefits for an S-Class Hero that good?"
"Those are my assets."
Even Busujima Saeko was surprised now. "Mr. Akira, did you remember again?"
Remember? Again!?
Kirigaya Suguha noticed a crucial detail. "What happened before? You two!?"
Kirigaya Suguha looked at Akira and then at Busujima Saeko, and all the clues in her mind connected. Luxury cars. Senior Busujima's boyfriend. Akira being able to find her that day. One thing after another—it almost burned out her CPU.
Akira actually didn't know some things, but Busujima Saeko was there. Once the three of them aligned their understanding, all of Kirigaya Suguha's doubts were resolved.
However, Busujima Saeko still noticed some discrepancies—for example, she hadn't told Akira where Kirigaya Suguha had actually gone that day. And at the same time that day, the two of them were clearly together. But she was Akira's woman, so it was impossible for her to reveal these secrets.
"Ah ah ah ah ah~!"
Kirigaya Suguha broke down. "I thought you and Senior Busujima… you big bad guy, why didn't you say anything!"
Akira stroked her head. "Because I like both of you. And I also have the ability to take good care of you both, so why not have both?"
"Senior Busujima, his ideas are so dangerous—aren't you going to control him?"
Busujima Saeko smiled. "As long as Mr. Akira is happy, I don't mind."
Kirigaya Suguha was dumbfounded. "Huh? Senior Busujima, are you serious?"
"I am serious."
Busujima Saeko answered very seriously. "In this world, the strong have always been revered. Aren't those powerful and influential people all like Mr. Akira? It's just that they don't show it openly."
Akira nodded. As expected of Saeko—she understands my heart.
"Besides, can you still leave Mr. Akira?"
Busujima Saeko had been completely defeated by Akira, and in this life, she only acknowledged Akira. Putting herself in Kirigaya Suguha's shoes, she felt that Kirigaya Suguha was the same.
Kirigaya Suguha's secret was exposed, and her face instantly turned red. If it weren't for her period not being over yet, she would have wished to be with Akira every night. But when she thought that Akira could possess such a cute version of herself and Senior Busujima, she felt a little unconvinced.
"Hmph~! Akira really got off easy. Spend these next few days well with Senior, and when my period is over, just wait until I teach you a good lesson. Senior Busujima, let's form an alliance and drain Mr. Akira dry!"
Kirigaya Suguha said with deliberate fierceness, but Akira just laughed. "Alright, alright—I've already thought of a name. We'll call it the Juicing Princess Alliance."
"Hmph, still laughing."
Although a little angry, Kirigaya Suguha still held onto Akira's arm tightly, unwilling to let go.
Senior Busujima was having fun every day, while she was left alone in an empty room. Tragic. It was truly tragic.
"No, in a couple of days, I'll tell my parents I need special training with Senior Busujima, then I'll move over."
"Don't move here in a couple of days. Go straight to Skyscraper X. I have thirty floors there."
Kirigaya Suguha's jaw nearly dropped to the floor. "Live—live in Skyscraper X?"
"Huh? Mr. Akira, is there anything else you haven't remembered yet?"
Akira shook his head. "I don't know. Anyway, maybe I'll remember something else one day."
"I know… Mr. Akira must be the Son of the Planet."
"Ouch—Mr. Akira, why are you pinching me?"
"Imagine a little less. I almost couldn't hold back my laughter several times. If you didn't imagine things yourself, where would all this trouble come from?"
Akira released Kirigaya Suguha's delicate cheek, and she smiled, snuggling into his arms. "Mr. Akira, these past two days, I haven't… thought…"
Kirigaya Suguha was acting spoiled, but Akira wasn't into that. "Wait until your period is over."
After two hours of lingering, Kirigaya Suguha reluctantly got up and went home, vowing to sort things out with her parents in the next two days.
When only Akira and Busujima Saeko remained, Busujima Saeko finally asked.
Regarding this, Akira had already thought it through. "One of my abilities is time-space travel, so sometimes the 'me' you see is me, but it might not be the 'me' from this particular time period."
Instantly, Busujima Saeko's eyes lit up. "Mr. Akira, you've clearly been after Suguha for a long time."
"Mm, I admit it, but I've also been after you, haven't I?"
Busujima Saeko tilted her head and burrowed into Akira's embrace. The slime gently swayed, soft and yielding.
God's Hand activated.
Busujima Saeko's brows furrowed slightly. "Mr. Akira, you must have found many other beautiful girls, right?"
"You truly know me, Saeko! But Saeko, have you developed even more recently?"
"Isn't it all thanks to Mr. Akira?"
"Is that so? Then I must work harder."
Two-Pronged Approach activated.
Busujima Saeko's brows furrowed even deeper. Suddenly, she remembered something. "Wait, Mr. Akira—I have a surprise for you."
"Oh?"
Akira was a little curious.
Busujima Saeko returned to the room, and in just a few minutes, a Busujima Saeko version of a bunny girl walked out.
Busujima Saeko was 174 cm tall, with astonishingly long legs. Now, with the further embellishment of black stockings, she could be enjoyed for decades.
"I don't know where it got snagged, but these black stockings are laddered."
Akira laughed heartily. "It doesn't matter. It's perfect this way—it has a sense of brokenness."
With a thought from Akira, the stockings immediately ripped into many holes, revealing her fair skin. The faint impression of flesh was simply beautiful.
"Saeko!"
Akira gave a thumbs-up. "So today you're going to play a little bunny?"
Busujima Saeko only knew that Akira would definitely like it, but she hadn't thought of anything else. Just putting on this outfit had already consumed a lot of her imagination.
"I don't know. Mr. Akira, you teach me."
Busujima Saeko leaned close to Akira, her bright eyes full of curiosity. "If it's Mr. Akira, you'll definitely be able to think of something."
Akira held his forehead and smiled. "Then let's play a game of Little Bunny Pulling Radishes. Like this… and then like this…"
Busujima Saeko couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh shyly.
"Pulling radishes, pulling radishes. Oh my, oh my. Oh no—can't pull it out…"
Busujima Saeko tucked a strand of long hair behind her ear. Although she didn't understand what it meant, she still sang a couple of lines.
But very quickly, she couldn't sing anymore.
Because she was about to start 'planting' the radish.
Beast Tamer's first effect activated. Senses amplified twofold.
God's Hand activated.
Two-Pronged Approach activated.
Abdicate the Throne activated.
Human Cannon activated.