66. Fubuki's Boyfriend.
"It's over, I think it's just broken..." Puri-Puri Prisoner said with concern.
Bang also looked solemn. From their perspective, Metal Knight had been immobilized by the man's mere glare and dropped from the sky without any direct attack.
"That guy didn't attack Metal Knight either. Could it be that he just scared him?" Puri-Puri Prisoner pondered.
At that moment, the robot emitted a buzzing sound, prompting both heroes to inquire anxiously, "Hey, are you alright?"
"I'm... okay..." A mechanical voice emanated from the robot's body, tinged with a hint of fear and unease.
"What did that guy do to you?" Puri-Puri Prisoner asked curiously.
Upon hearing Puri-Puri Prisoner's question, Metal Knight fell silent. What had been done to him? Dr. Bofoi's lips twitched slightly. Describing it was difficult; all he could ascertain was that the man possessed a highly unique and potent mental attack ability. He could even directly assault through his network.
Dr. Bofoi's mind conjured the image of the man's strange concentric eye patterns, sending a shiver down his spine.
"Where's the Nine-Tails?" he asked in a deep voice.
Bang and Puri-Puri Prisoner shrugged. "The Nine-Tails was taken away by that man..."
"As for his identity..." Bang glanced up at Blizzard of Hell, who floated nearby. "You might need to ask her."
Dr. Bofoi looked curiously towards the sky. "Blizzard of Hell?"
In his records, the most notable aspect of this woman was her being the sister of Tornado of Terror, Tatsumaki, who ranked second in the S-Class. He hadn't expected her to have any connection with the man from earlier.
Meanwhile, Bang gestured eagerly to Fubuki, who was floating mid-air, having just finished responding to Commander Sekingar's query. As the three S-Class heroes below greeted her, she was taken aback.
"Blizzard of Hell, Hello."
Their greetings caught her off guard. In normal circumstances, these S-Class heroes wouldn't spare her a glance, let alone greet her so courteously.
"That man was your boyfriend, right?" Puri-Puri Prisoner's sudden remark made Fubuki's heart skip a beat. She knew they were being polite out of fear of Mr. Shirakawa, but she hadn't expected them to assume Shirakawa was her boyfriend.
"If I could make Shirakawa-sensei mine... Wouldn't it make sense for him to join The Blizzard Group?" Puri-Puri Prisoner's words sparked an idea in Fubuki's mind. However, for now, she shook her head.
"He's my teacher," Fubuki replied casually.
The statement left everyone stunned.
"Your teacher?"
"Is he also a hero?"
"No, Shirakawa-sensei is a martial arts instructor at Shuchi'in Academy. When the Nine-Tails first appeared at Shuchi'in, it was Shirakawa-sensei who drove it away," Fubuki explained.
In fact, seeing the wooden dragon crafted by Shirakawa reminded her of how he had scared off the Nine-Tails when it first appeared. It was no wonder the creature had fled so hastily then; in Shirakawa-sensei's hands, a powerful dragon-level monster was no more than a puppet.
"These days, can a high school martial arts teacher be so formidable?" Fubuki couldn't help but smile slightly at the shocked expressions of the S-Class heroes. How could they imagine someone who could instruct her in the martial arts as anything less than extraordinary?
Just then, Sekingar's voice crackled through their communicators. "Heroes, due to the chaos caused by the dragon-level monster Vaccine Man, numerous monsters are now causing havoc across Tokyo. Please proceed immediately to eliminate these monsters."
They received a map detailing the locations where monsters were causing trouble.
"These guys never rest!" Bang shook his head.
"Let's clean them all up..." Before he could finish his sentence, they noticed a winged eyeball floating not far away.
"What's that..." Bang felt an inexplicable chill as the eyeball stared at them. He grabbed a rock and hurled it, causing the eyeball to burst.
Meanwhile, hundreds of meters underground, a tall, pinkish strange man with a circle of small hands on his head and a single large eye on his face let out a soft snort.
"It's been discovered..."
"But it doesn't matter; the most crucial information has been obtained!" A colorful phoenix spoke at its feet. "Lord Gyoro, should we let that human take the Nine-Tails?"
"I don't think so. Shouldn't Senior Centipede step forward to reclaim the Nine-Tails?" Gyoro Gyoro glanced down at the phoenix man and remarked calmly, "It's not yet time."
"Sending Senior Centipede now would disrupt our plans..."
"Besides, the Nine-Tails is still alive. It'll be advantageous to recapture it when the time is right."
"But... It's time for us to speed up our plans for the counteroffensive against Hero Association's."
When the phoenix man heard this, he looked up at Gyoro Gyoro and said excitedly." Lord Gyoro Gyoro, I can't wait to tear those damn heroes apart!"
Gyoro Gyoro threw out a bunch of beating organs. "Distribute these weirdo cells, and let the weirdos start looking for potential humans!"
"Okay, Lord Gyoro Gyoro."The phoenix man picked up the pile of weird cells and left the cave.
Meanwhile, 1,500 meters beneath the surface, a blue-haired woman with glasses stretched her slender legs and took a sip of red wine. Her beautiful eyes fixated on the photos in front of her — recent images of various monstrous beings with different tails.
"I have a feeling that by gathering these beings together, I can amass power not inferior to Orochi's."
She licked her lips, focusing on a picture of a handsome man. This human, Shirakawa, had effortlessly subdued the fearsome Nine-Tails, and she speculated that even Senior Centipede might not match his prowess.
"Now, the question is how to deal with this man..."
In the northern district of Tokyo, most ordinary citizens had sought refuge in evacuation centers. Those seriously injured by Vaccine Man's energy blasts and trapped under collapsed buildings could only watch in despair as destruction and fire closed in.
Shuka High School had been bombarded repeatedly, its structure heavily damaged. In one classroom, Goto lay trapped under debris, her legs pinned down. She muttered to herself with a sense of resignation, "Is this how it ends for me?"
When the alarm had sounded, she had still been lost in fantasies of leading her bandmates onto the big stage. As classmates began to evacuate, she had hurriedly strapped on her guitar, only to trip and fall. By the time she tried to rise, the building had begun to collapse. Recalling her recent experiences, Goto's once-joyful face now reflected sadness and frustration.
After years of learning the guitar, she had finally found a band willing to accept her just the day before. Though it was only temporary, and their first performance had been shaky, it had marked a significant step forward.
"Mom, Dad... They should be okay... I wonder about Yamada-san and Ijichi..." Thoughts of her two bandmates, whom she had only just met, clouded her mind as she sighed weakly.
Stretching out her hand to protect her guitar, which she had clung to in her final moments, Goto felt a glimmer of hope. Despite the circumstances, she had managed to save her beloved instrument. It seems that she was not fatally injured.
Goto saw the guitar and remembered the people she had encountered yesterday. Yesterday a handsome hero came down from the sky to save her, but today she was not so lucky.
"I'm so unlucky to have this happen to me for two days in a row..."
"The only thing to be thankful for is that I don't have to go to work tomorrow...", Goto, who had social phobia, thought of it in her heart. As she prepared to close her eyes and accept her fate, she faintly heard a girl's voice from outside.
"Here, there's another classmate buried here."
The voice sounded vaguely familiar to Goto, a girl with red hair. Immediately afterward came another voice.
"Wind Release: Great Breakthrough."
Suddenly, the debris pressing down on Goto was blasted away by a strong gust of wind, even her hair swept up in the air. Fearful of being carried away, Goto cried out, only to be caught and pulled back by a pair of hands.
"Goto-san, are you alright?" Opening her eyes, Goto was startled to see the pretty face in front of her. "Kita-san, from the next class."
Beside Kita Ikuyo stood a group of unfamiliar yet beautiful girls.
"Kita-san, you..."
Goto tried to speak, but pain shot through her leg, causing her to cry out in agony. She had almost succumbed to sleep after being buried, but now the pain surged back violently.
"Don't worry, Goto-san. Chitanda-san is very skilled; she'll definitely heal you!" Kita Ikuyo reassured her.
Chitanda Eru carefully laid Goto on the ground and inspected the injury. "It seems to be a fracture or a cracked bone; I can easily fix it."
Goto felt on the verge of fainting at these words. A fracture or a cracked bone. No wonder the pain was unbearable. Moreover, she dreaded the thought of possibly having to perform on stage in a wheelchair in the future.
Just then, a warm sensation enveloped her legs. Startled, Goto opened her eyes to see a faint green light emanating from the hands of the beautiful girl before her, soothing and comforting her legs. Gradually, the pain ebbed away.
Chitanda Eru slowly breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the fine sweat that broke out on her fair forehead. The treatment by Mystical Palm Technique required extremely subtle chakra control. Although in the morning, under the guidance of Shirakawa-sensei, she had learned to perform it. But when Shirakawa wasn't around, it was a bit difficult for them to use it.
"It's almost done. Rest a few days, and you'll be fine," Chitanda advised gently.
With the others calling her, Chitanda bid farewell to Kita Ikuyo and helped Goto to her feet. The discomfort in her legs lingered, but the excruciating pain had vanished. Not only that, but the visible scars had completely healed, leaving smooth, unblemished skin.
Goto stared at Kita Ikuyo in astonishment. "Is that girl an angel?"
Kita Ikuyo chuckled. "She's no angel. That's my former classmate, Chitanda Eru."
"Classmates?" Goto's disbelief was evident.
"Indeed. Kita-san and I learned these skills at Shuchi'in," Kita Ikuyo explained.
"Shuchi'in? The elite school?" Goto was stunned.
"It's an elite school indeed, where even what you learn is beyond mortal comprehension..."
As Goto muttered to herself, Kita Ikuyo's gaze drifted towards Chitanda Eru and the others, who were busy healing the injured.
The thought of transferring to Shuchi'in suddenly crossed her mind.
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