Chapter 120: Hunting A Speedster

Blake was walking down the stairs with monotonous steps. His hair swung from side to side, his eyes shining with wisdom watching the surroundings. He was thinking about the question and answer in his sleep at night.

He had learned a lot about the Golden World and his power, as well as had a plan in mind for his plans.

He would leave this world.

Of course, he would not go alone, but with his girls.

After talking to Scathach, he decided that leaving this world was the most logical thing to do. The world was beautiful, and as long as he could get a little stronger, he would be the strongest person in the world, and no one in the world would be able to fight him unless reincarnators like "The Five" came from that moment on.

But this was only true for one loop. When the Main Story expired, the loop would kick in and erase the memories of the women he loved. Then another reincarnator would come to the world and interact with them, perhaps making them his girlfriends.

For Blake to accept this, they had to kill him.

Also, some of Martin's words were true, with Lilith's personality she would do something to the girls to make things interesting in the future. Nejire, Nemuri, Momo, and the others aside, she could do anything to Momo, who was in the same class as the main character, and Blake, who cared for each one equally, didn't want that to happen.

So he decided to leave this world. However, it was unclear when he would go. [EN: Soon, 10 episodes, maybe a little more. There are still a few things I want to do.]

He had to deal with The Five and other issues first. It wasn't certain what would happen if he left them as they were and left. They could cause big problems for the girls.

He also needed to talk to Lilith. As in the Demon Slayer world, he had to find out the reason behind his few hours' departures and fix the problem if he could.

Every time Blake left the world, he couldn't disappear for four or five months.

Blake was considering taking the girls with him, but he couldn't take them all at once. He needed to learn how to get to other worlds, and the dangers that could be encountered during the transition, he also had to learn his strength level to protect the girls and get a little stronger if necessary.

He had a lot to do.

"Well, that's more of a thrill in itself." Blake reached the end of the stairs, his hands raised behind his head, and stretched.

The girls were sleeping as usual. It was 8 a.m. and the lazy girls, who took advantage of the fact that it was the weekend, wanted to spend the whole morning sleeping. Although Blake would force them out of their beds in an hour, he had let them sleep for the time being. He couldn't bear to wake them up while they were sleeping innocently like a baby.

Blake descended the stairs and glanced around the empty room.

"Hm?" Blake tilted his head slightly to the side. He didn't expect anyone to be here. However, Teka was sleeping in the living room. She was wearing a one-piece evening dress that highlighted her beauty. Tiredness must have taken over her, for she hadn't even taken off her jewelry before she went to sleep.

Blake's eyes narrowed into crescents, his gaze shining with a tender gleam. His body rippled like a stone thrown onto a calm water surface. After a blink of an eye, the pillow and duvet appeared in his hand.

He approached the sofa, his hand suddenly moved, and the next moment the seat cushion under Teka's head was replaced by a soft cushion. Blake unfolded the quilt, shrugged it lightly, covered her, and pulled the quilt up to her shoulders.

Leaving the woman asleep, Blake headed to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

The girls had been through a lot and had eaten a lot yesterday. Blake decided to prepare food that wouldn't hurt the girls' stomachs.

He prepared Katsu Chicken with salad, a bowl of soup, some sesame rice, and various vegetables as the main course.

Katsu Chicken might have been a heavy morning meal, but if marinated well and soaked in oil at the perfect ratio, it would not absorb oil and would become a slightly crunchy and juicy piece of chicken that could be eaten even in the morning.

When placed on top of rice sprinkled with sesame seeds, a small amount of oil and sauce would flow into the rice, creating a hearty and delicious rice dish.

Blake decided to go with that. He put on his chef apron, tied the string at the back, and tied a knot. After rolling up his sleeves, he got to work.

Time passed, and after half an hour the girls began to wake up one by one. They were used to Blake's movements and decided to get up on their own rather than have him wake them up.

When the girls went downstairs, they saw Teka asleep. After looking at her with a small smile, they greeted each other in low voices and sat down at the table.

Nejire and Rumi were talking to each other, Fuyumi and Momo were chatting about school, and Fuyumi was half-asleep, resting her head in her arms. However, each of them occasionally glanced at the handsome man in the kitchen who was carefully preparing the food for them.

In the kitchen, Blake was preparing food with his back to them. With his quick and smooth movements, meals were prepared and placed on plates one by one. His big and strong back looked very reliable for girls.

"Good morning, girls." Blake greeted the girls without looked them as if he had eyes behind him. The girls' sleepy expressions became clear. The slightly dazed Nejire raised her hand, Rumi's ears lifted, Momo and Fuyumi, accustomed to getting up early, looked at him with small but warm smiles, while the half-asleep Nemuri raised her hand above her head without raising her head.

"Good morning, Darling~~"

**

Far from the Blake House, on the top floor of a hotel, Leo [EN: Systematic and Losing Inventory.] was staring at the floating digital system screen. He grabbed his chin with his fingers and rubbed it lightly.

It had two digital screens in front of it. One of them was the main screen showing his stats, while the other was the "Weapon Integrated" screen. On this screen was a long and thin spear, like red water. The tip of the spear glowed with a small light that made even Leo at the far end of the system screen tremble.

The function of the Weapon Integrated screen, like its name, was to integrate weapons that Leo wanted or exceeded, making them obey him. Leo could integrate weapons by transferring system points here. The integrated ratio of weapons was written in the stats section next to the weapon.

[Weapon Name: Gae Bolg

Weapon: Used by Scathach, Queen of the Shadow Realm, this weapon is the original Gáe Bolg. One replica of this weapon is currently in your possession, the other is in the hands of the Queen's disciple Cú Chulainn, and the original is in the hands of Scathach. This weapon, which was also in the treasury of a blond, arrogant king, was forcibly taken back by Scathach. You should be honored and cursed for owning this Weapon. Because no one has a copy of this weapon except you, unapproved by the Queen.

Weapon Power: ??????

Weapon Features: ??????

Weapon Blessings: ????

Elements: ????

Durability: ?????

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Integration Ratio:0.01

Everything else aside, just seeing the integrated ratio was making his face wince. He had spent a full 15,000 system points to reach this integrated rate, and all he gained was being able to swing Gae Bolg normally.

When he asked the system if there was an easier way to do this, ıt replied that even what he got was a huge success. That's why he left it aside.

"Let's practice some-" Leo held out his hand to Gae Bolg and intended to pull him away. As soon as he was able to use Gae Bolg properly, he began his spear training, even purchasing a book called Beginning Spear Techniques and Stances from the system store for it.

Before he could do that, however, a system screen appeared in front of his face.

[Immediate System Message]

[The system will give the host an urgent task.]

[Quest Content: The System's "Inventory" was ripped off by a Queen that the system didn't even want to talk about, due to the reckless behavior of its host and friends. The Host will no longer be able to use the inventory feature unless he receives a new inventory.]

[Even though this is the case, the system continued to search for the Inventory that had been plucked from it, and after a long struggle, the Inventory was located.]

Mission: Retrieve system inventory that was dismantled because of your stupidity.

Reward: Inventory will be reclaimed, +100,000 Points, +30 Intelligence

Penalty: Each purchasable Inventory feature in the System Market will become 300% more expensive.

Location: The system will give you the map add-on that will be opened in the future as a result of special circumstances and will show the location of the inventory. *click*

System Note: Take care to get inventory back. You will need each of the rewards, especially the third one.]

Leaving aside the taunts of the system and everything else, Leo clicked on Location. A large-size map of Japan appeared in front of him. The locations where the major events of the MHA anime took place were specially marked on the map, but Leo ignored that and looked at the inventory.

Specifically, he didn't need inventory. The smallest Inventory was within the limits of what he could get even if it was expensive, and with the help of his friend Jay, he could make himself a spatial ring, a Void field, etc.

However, two items in his inventory were very important to him.

The first was the summoning scroll that allowed him to summon servants. He used his wishes to summon his friends to his side and continue his plans, neglecting to collect system points while doing so. He had no power or special abilities, and the Servant Summon Scroll would become his main power.

The second item was the Prison realm, which housed Yue, and everyone knew its importance. It was important not only to him but also to his team members.

This was the reason behind the group members allying with the Harem King. Apart from Simon's selfish will, every member of the group knew they had no other choice. The Prison Realm, which housed Yue and Yue, had gone with Leo's arm and the Inventory into infinite space, and its whereabouts were unknown.

The group's greatest pillar, and their greatest protector, had been taken from them before they could use it or see her power. They could not do the same thing twice, the universe representative of the world of Arifureta would not allow him or any other reincarnator to do such things again.

Yue, who had such strength and great potential in the early stage, would not exist again.

Since the group had given up hope on Yue, they had decided to recruit as many allies as possible. But their allies also had their own will and had no choice but to keep up with them. Otherwise, they would travel alone in this unknown ocean in a small boat floating among giant monsters.

But now things had changed. As long as they could get Yue, they needed neither the Harem King nor Martin. They could do whatever they wanted.

The Five didn't want to be allied with them like the Harem King, they teamed up for personal gain.

And as long as they got Yue back, they wouldn't need any of that.

Leo put aside everything he was doing and left the room. He was smiling brightly, his eyes shining with hope. He was gripping walls as he ran, sometimes staggering and falling to the ground, but the next second he straightened his posture and ran to his friends.

Regardless, they had to get Yue back today.

...

"Ano... sono... umm... Blake-nii-san alright?" Eri turned her head from side to side worriedly. She hesitantly asked the women watching television on either side of her.

It was the weekend and neither she nor the girls had school. Still, Eri, accustomed to coming here every morning and having breakfast with the girls, had come here to dine with them to fulfill her habit.

After dinner, Blak and the girls had gone into the living room to watch a movie. Teka, who was sleeping in the living room, was taken to her room in the company of Fuyumi.

They had started watching movies when Fuyumi came back, but Blake hadn't paid any attention to the movie from the beginning.

He took Nejire in his arms and laid her on her back on the couch. Then he lifted her t-shirt and poked his head in, then wrapped his both arms around her and lay down on the couch.

Nejire was taken aback at first, but it only lasted a few seconds. She smiled tenderly as she gently rubbed Blake's head, visible from her cleavage, and wrapped her arms around Blake's head with the warmth of a mother.

Blake had his face pressed to both Nejire's breasts, his eyes closed, savoring her tenderness. He could feel slight warmth and unmatched softness on either side of his face. Sometimes her nipples would caress his face, and Nejire let out a sweet, low moan. Every breath he drew into his lungs was filled with the enchanting scent of Nejire. He wrapped both arms around her waist, which was so thin that he could hug her with one arm, and pressed his face down.

''He's fine. He just said he had a lot of things to think about and hugged me. You don't have to worry, Eri-chan." Nejire continued to stare at Blake as she spoke. She gently brushed the white hair that was sticking out of her cleavage with her hand, a small chuckle leaking from her lips.

She didn't pay any attention to the movie. She crossed her legs over either side of Blake's chest and placed them on his waist. Rumi, sitting opposite Nejire, placed Blake's legs on top of hers and rub.

The others were looking at Blake with concern, but they were going to believe it now that Nejire had said it was okay.

Blake, who was at the center of the girls' attention, was reflecting on what they had talked about that night, as Nejire had said. Also, his attention was increasingly on "The Five", which was approaching them.

Blake wasn't going to let a few reincarnators and their potential rivals just wander around and act against him. When he interacted with them, he had placed some Speed ​​Force Lightning inside each of them, except Simon. It was so thin and small, even his congeneric Simon couldn't have noticed it.

Unlike the Lightning Field, Speed ​​Force Lightning did not have a range. As long as ıt wasn't destroyed, ıt could be manipulated by Blake and relay information to him.

And right now, the Speed ​​Force Lightning that The Five had placed on him was activated, coming towards them.

"Shisho, can you give me a hint?" Blake asked as he kissed the middle of Nejire's breasts. He was aware that this beautiful lady knew or knew most things.

"Since you asked me for help. I'll give you a little hint. They're here because of the pouch you have and its contents." Scathach was sitting at a luxury table and eating. The table was filled with lavish and delicious food. Her assistant was standing two steps behind her. She spoke as she cut meat.

'You say so? Should I give it back to them?" Blake usually decided everything himself, but he had no idea about the pouch and its contents. He asked Scathach, who was more knowledgeable than him.

From the beginning, he intended to give it back if the contents weren't valuable to him. He didn't want to have garbage in his hands. But if it is valuable for him, he would take it for himself.

"You can return the pouch, you don't need something like that. As for the contents, don't give them away. They are closely linked to your future." Scathach's wine-red eyes shone with a dim light.

This time, the Wisdom of The Queen showed her the future as an image. She hadn't seen much, but what she saw was key to Blake's future. It was a half-torn parchment with a shadowy figure.

And those two things were what were inside the inventory bag.

"Is that so?" Blake gave a careless answer, rubbing his head against Nejire breasts. Nejire let out a sweet moan. Eyes turned to her. Nejire's cheeks reddened slightly, and she turned her head to avoid the questioning glances of her sister.

Still, she didn't stop Blake. On the contrary, she put light pressure on his head, the redness splashing in her cute ears.

Her gaze involuntarily shifted to Blake. As she did so, she met Blake's gaze through her cleavage covered in soft white hair. His head was tilted to the side, his raven-black eyes gleaming mockingly through the darkness of the suit and the hair that crossed his eyes. Nejire could see the end of his expressive smile through the darkness.

Blake pressed his lips to her skin, gave a small kiss, then give a deep breath. Nejire's spine shuddered with sweet pleasure, all her hair stood up. After Blake kissed her for the last time, he stood up and headed for the door.

"Blake, where are you going?" Nejire, who was having a good time with Blake, frowned in disappointment at the sudden interruption of their sweet time and asked. The girls put their work aside and looked at Blake.

Blake opened his mouth to reply but stopped for the next second.

At first, as always, he intended to finish the job without letting the girls know, but an idea stifled his intention.

Blake was going to leave this world with the girls. As someone who doesn't watch anime or manga, Blake didn't know exactly what to expect. It could be worlds like this, it could be aliens, it could be magic or it could be technology.

Fighting The Five would be like a prelude to other worlds, and doing it with the girls instead of alone might have been more effective since he planned to take them all with him.

"Girls, I need to beat someone. Can you help me?''

Sitting in her casual attire, Rumi jumped up and land her tiptoed on the stairs before Blake could finish his words. She ran up the stairs, a wild expression on her face that the group couldn't see.

It had been a long time since her last fight, and her palms were itching. Even though she enjoyed fighting with Blake, she missed the feeling of real fighting. She wasn't going to miss it now that Blake had given her such an opportunity.

"Of course, we will do as you wish. Wait for us to get ready." The girls took turns getting up. Since Blake had asked them for help, none of them were going to turn him down.

Aside from the fact that Blake was their boyfriend, Blake had never dismissed them when it came to their problem and had done everything he could to solve their problem. Now it was their turn.

The girls took turns heading upstairs to change their clothes. Blake was standing in the living room and Eri sitting on the sofa.

Blake cast a sideways glance at the small figure sitting in the armchair. Eri nervously gripped the hem of her dress. Her head was bowed, as if hesitant to meet Blake's eyes.

Blake turned around, thinking of waiting for the girls outside the door when he heard a timid voice.

"Ano... B-Blake-nii-san... is your fight... d-dangerous?" Blake stopped his steps. He turned his head and looked over his shoulder at the girl in the living room. Eri was stealing glances at Blake, and Blake's eyes met as he glared at her.

Blake's gaze softened, and he walked in front of her. He bent his legs and bent down until he was the same height as the girl. He put his hand on her hair and rubbed it lightly.

''Don't worry. I'll bring your Nee-chans home safely." Blake rubbed her hair with a warm smile. Eri's body trembled, she felt a warm and hurt feeling in her heart.

The warmth was Blake caring about her feelings. The hurtness was resentment for Blake because he thought she didn't care for him.

The warmth of Blake's hand disappeared. Eri realized that he had withdrawn his hand, and she quickly grabbed Blake's hand. Blake didn't force his hand so as not to hurt the girl, so Eri put her hand back on her head with slight force.

"Y-You misunderstood me. I-I'm worried for you, too, Blaken-nii-san." She grabbed Blake's hand with both hands. She pressed his strong hand to her head, feeling for the first time the warm, secure hand that girls always talked about. She squinted her eyes, a faint murmur escaped her mouth.

Blake was taken aback by the girl's gesture and continued rubbing her hair with a warm expression the next second. Eri responded by purring like a cat. It wasn't something she did on purpose, it just felt better than it should have been when Blake was rubbing her hair.

"Blake, we're ready~" The two of them were momentarily interrupted by Nejire's words. Blake turned his head and looked at the girls.

They were walking down the stairs, each dressed in heroic outfits. Nejire saw Blake and Eri's situation and waved at the two with a warm smile from the bottom of her heart.

Blake placed his hands on his knees and straightened his posture. He put his hand on her head and started rubbing it a little hard.

"There's a lot of snacks in the fridge. I especially recommend you eat the ones with Nejire's name on it. When it comes to snacks, this girl is a genius. There is also a joystick on the back of the TV. If you want to play a game, just press the start button.''

''Hey! Not my snack." Nejire was wearing a light blue hero suit that clings to her body. Some of her hair was shaped into two spiral horns to denote the "Wave", her Quirk. She reached Blake in a few steps and threw herself reproachfully at Blake. Her feet swept off the ground, clutching Blake's neck, and she began to wobble.

''Of course, it will. Eri, do what you want with them."

''You meanie~~''

Blake ignored her fake cries and put on his shoes. Nejire was dangling her feet, hanging on his shoulder the entire time. Contrary to her previous words, she didn't seem unhappy at all.

The girls said their goodbyes before following Blake and Nejire.

Eri watched the group go in silence. The group was leaving the house one by one. For some reason, it reminded her of the time her mother abandoned her.

She remembered her mother's actions that day. She was looking at her like she was looking at a monster, a monster she had to run away from. The hand holding her suitcase was trembling violently, as was the rest of her. She took one last look at her before the door closed.

That look filled her entire pure mind. The last glance she gave her was painful as the door was closing. It was as if she was running from a creature that needed to escape no matter what, her pupils twitching and her almost tearful gaze etched into her mind.

The door was closing more and more and smiles as bright as sunlight and sunlight drifted further and further away from her. She raised her hand and opened her palm as if she desperately wanted to grab something, but she couldn't say a word even when the door closed.

She looked alone in the hall, her eyes still on the door. After watching the door for a while, she sat where she was and began to watch the door. The sound of the television did not reach her ears, all she did was watch the door.

She was waiting for her new family to come back.

**

Blake and the girls, who left the house, began to walk on the street in their attention-grabbing outfits. Blake was leading the girls and taking them to possible conflict locations. He was headed to a wasteland where the girls wouldn't have to worry about civilians who might be affected by their fights.

On his right were Momo and Rumi, and on his left were Nejire, Fuyumi, and Nemuri. They each wore heroic costumes that matched them. Blake, in the middle of them, was wearing a casual outfit.

In fact, at first, he wore heroic outfits just like them. This was a necessity for him because his clothes, other than his suit designed against excessive friction, were burning due to excessive friction.

However, he had taken care of that problem with thin layers of lightning pulled over his clothes. Layers of lightning wrapped around his skin and clothes as smoothly as his suit, taking on the friction for him.

In short, he could use his speed in any outfit he wanted. Unless he was completely focused on one thing, his clothes wouldn't burn.

"Blake, you didn't tell us who we were going to fight. Are we going to take on the villain?" Momo took a step beside Blake and asked after clasping her hands in front of her.

She wasn't asking because of human ethics or principle. Momo wanted to learn the identity of her opponent in advance and prepare if possible.

"Hm... I don't know their strength either. All I know is that someone has the same power as me." Blake in the girls' center spoke as he looked around. Everywhere he looked, he saw that all the people's attention was drawn to them.

Unsurprisingly, one of their bands was the potentially top-three Hero Mirko, another was rising rookie Nejire, and another was crowd-pleasing Class 1-A's Momo. As for Nemuri and Fuyumi, they stood out for their beauty rather than their fame.

There was also Blake, who stood out for his looks, despite being the Traitor of Japan. Even though he was rejected, hated, and isolated by Japan, he continued to impress girls with his looks.

"Che* I feel like we're being put into the background." Nemuri placed her hands on either side of her waist and clicked her tongue, tossing her hair in frustration. She waved his whip, and a satisfying "Spank!" sounded. She was feeling a little better.

Regardless of where they passed, those who saw them were looking once more. But their gaze was never theirs. The center of attention was the sisters next to her, getting on the back burner was getting on her nerves.

"Ma~ Ma~~ Don't be like that, Nemuri-san. If it was about beauty, I'm sure you'd be the hottest." Fuyumi squinted her eyes and placed her hand on her cheek.

"In this case, it is my sister who consoles me instead of my lover. How funny. Fuyumi, how about you break up with him and go out with me." Before speaking, Nemuri looked at the man in the center of the group. Despite her words, Blake hadn't paid her attention.

Fuyumi's eyes widened in sudden confession. Her expression quickly changed into a moderate smile and she leaned toward Nemuri.

"Sorry, I belong to Blake. This is impossible in this life and the next."

'Haha, she was rejected. And very cruelly." Blake chuckled sarcastically. Surprised by the brutal refusal, Nemuri turned her head sharply at him and glared at him with hatred between clenched teeth. Blake returned his gaze fearlessly, brushing his hair back with his hand, and watching her mockingly.

"Fufufu~~" The girls giggled as they stared at the two staring with opposite expressions. It was always fun to watch the two of them fight off their harmless taunts.

"You can at least tell us why they're coming." Rumi said between her chuckles. Her shoulders were shaking slightly. Bunny ears swirled around, preparing for a sudden attack. She ignored the people watching her in amazement and admiration and studied the surroundings.

''Right. That's what they're coming for." Blake nodded. He reached into his pocket and threw the space-patterned bag he had found at the gate that day to the girls.

The closest person to Blake was Momo. She raised her hands and grabbed the pouch. The starry surface of the pouch reflected from her pupils. It had a starry outer covering as if it contained infinite space. Momo could even see the pattern of the sac, a few very vivid suns, and black holes in its depths.

The girls gathered next to Momo and looked at the pouch in her hand. The pouch was too realistic to be a knit as if space had been embroidered on it. It also had a huge "INVENTORY" written on it.

''Inventory? Like in games? It's not a toy... but it's too fantastic to be true. Blake, what exactly is going on?" Momo asked as she continued to watch the pouch. Her voice trembled slightly

Being a smart girl, she knew that Blake wouldn't deceive them or make fun of them. What she held must have been inventory. If so, this thing in her hand, the fight, and the answer to her question were hiding a secret that would upset her logic.

Now that she thought about it, she was a little afraid to find out the answer to that question.

The girls turned to Blake with Momo's implied question. Each of them understood that what they were about to learn could change their lives and, like Momo, was afraid to learn.

Blake met the girls' gazes. He ran his hand through his hair and rubbed it lightly. It was time to tell them something. He'd do it eventually, and it wouldn't hurt anyone to speed things up a bit.

''Not here. What I will tell is very detailed and should not be interrupted by anyone. When our fight is over, I'll tell you all my "secrets." Blake's steps stopped, he took his hand from his hair and looked ahead. At the time of their conversation, they had already arrived at a vacant lot.

He couldn't explain the situation to the girls right now. Their conversations could be interrupted at any moment, and if that happened, the girls could be injured, or worse, die as they question their very existence. If he didn't explain everything to them properly, they might even go crazy questioning their existence.

The word "secret" tickled the girls' curiosity. As they had expected, this event was hiding a big secret behind it. The girls had a few questions they wanted to ask, but as Blake had said, they would wait.

In Blake's words, Momo remembered something that had happened a long time ago. During Forset Camp, she remembered Blake's melancholy gaze as they had just consolidated their relationship with Blake and were alone for the first time.

The way Blake was watching the sky that day was very painful. It was as if he was remembering the lover he could never reach, but Momo could understand that there was something more painful than that. The scorching pain was hidden deep in his heart. It was too far away and hidden beyond the reach of even Nejire, carefully concealed by Blake's figure.

Perhaps… with her speeches, she would be able to find the meaning behind his gaze that day. There was a chance that she would be the balm to his wounded heart and for the first time give him a shoulder to lean on.

At that thought, she smiled slightly. In her emotion-filled gaze, she held out her hand to Blake and intended to give the pouch to him.

"Blake, undo this---" Time slowed. At first, Momo's voice became muffled, as if playing in slow motion, and eventually stopped altogether. With each passing moment, her outstretched hand slowed and finally froze.

[EN: Whenever I write "time has slowed down", I think of the scene where Ban used his talent. When I first watched that scene, my brain was blown away]

It's not just her. The girls staring at Blake with mixed feelings, the birds flying above the field, the clouds traveling slowly across the sky, and much more were frozen. No, they were not frozen but were moving very slowly.

In the space where time slowed down, a figure covered in orange lightning was running towards Momo as if it were his domain. It didn't take long for him to reach Momo, and he reached for the pouch in her hand.

The same event and the same people were very familiar to Blake, who was able to watch the slowed space as he wished. His gaze froze as he stared at the figure approaching him, looking at the pouch in Momo's hand as if it were his salvation.

However, he did not move. For some reason, a mocking smile appeared on his cold face. His smile was noticed by the incoming figure. He frowned, questioning whether the information he had received was wrong.

At that moment, something happened that the figure covered in orange lightning could never have imagined.

Momo was dressed in her usual hero outfit. At Blake's request, the front of the hero's suit had been closed to show less flesh. However, Momo didn't need that anymore, thanks to her training with Blake, she was able to use her Quirk more effectively.

Specifically, Momo was dressed in a red hero outfit with a slightly exposed belly and a very little cleavage. Two gold belts were fastened to hide her hips.

At that moment, two lights as small as an ant on the two golden belts lit up, and a moment later…

KRLANKK! KRRLANK!!

With a raspy sound, the two belts snapped open, and before he could react, ıt was wrapped around the lightning figure's legs. The lightning figure felt dozens of small but sharp pains in his legs, the next moment his legs wobbled and he fell to the ground.

Unable to maintain momentum, he bounced off his arm as he fell to the ground, and his body took off. It floated through the air, fell to the ground again, and somersaulted again, and the cycle continued.

The beating of the wings of the birds slowly accelerated. The clouds returned to their speed, and the girls continued to stare at Blake and Momo, unaware of what had happened.

"So it's you again." It was Momo who spoke. After handing the pouch to Blake, she glanced at Simon and his legs, who were staring at him in surprise at the edge of the field, as if she'd been waiting for this attack.

She lifted her chin slightly, looking down at him. Her gaze carried anger and contempt that should not be conveyed by someone with ladylike education and well educated. With her fingers, she gently pushed Blake's hand back, securing the pouch.

"H-how…" Simon asked in a trembling voice. When he tried to lift his body, his arms and legs trembled as if he were in spasms.

He couldn't understand how an ordinary girl like Momo had caught him. Contrary to the scenes in the show that were made dumb for the sake of action, he shouldn't have been caught by an ordinary person like Momo at such high speed, but the reality was different from his thoughts and he was in this state now.

And he couldn't understand it. How had he succeeded, how had he caught her? He needed an answer.

Momo looked at Simon like an idiot. Another important lesson she learned from Blake was: Never reveal your actions to an opponent. When she understood the logic behind his words, she realized that it was very true.

Blake looked appreciatively at the proud lady beside him. Noticing his gaze, Momo stood on tiptoes excitedly. She was able to show her cool side in front of Blake.

'Well, she's Momo after all.' The answer to the question that Simon idiot was most curious about and desperately wanted to hear right now was simple. Momo had learned from her mistake.

After her last experience with Simon, she started to work in order not to experience the same thing. From that day on, she spent several hours each day working on a powerful counterattack against enemies that might attack her before she knew it.

She had programmed AI, remodeled her belts, and developed radars that would allow it to respond to opponents as fast as Simon could. She was going to the library every day and researched on her phone.

She was doing this for a single purpose. Momo wanted to hunt a Speedster.

And he had succeeded. Her groundbreaking radar could spot a Mach 1 speedster. The detected opponent was transmitted to the belts with a reaction speed much faster than the speed of human thought, and the belts were jumping on the speedster's biggest weapons, namely his feet.

Thanks to Momo's hard work in chemistry, he had developed an anesthetic that could paralyze a family of elephants with one drop. Anesthesia was regularly transmitted to the legs by the needles in the belt, which appeared when the enemy was surrounded.

The reason it wasn't instantly transmitted was that Momo was aware of Blake's regeneration. An enemy that regenerated so quickly could develop immunity very quickly, and she didn't want that to happen. That's why she programmed his AI to deliver anesthetic whenever the other side's muscles gained strength. As a result of intermittent transmissions, the opponent was more difficult to develop immunity.

Momo's masterpiece was the result of chemistry, coding, programming, wit, some cunning, and more.

And this was done without Blake's help. Yes, he had helped her when needed, but most of it was done by Momo alone.

Momo, who could improve herself and learn from her mistakes, had hunted a speedster thanks to all this.