Stomping down with his muscular, corded legs, a violent sonic boom instantly erupted.
Immediately, high-frequency vibrations swept outwards in all directions!
Kenji’s perception swept his surroundings, instantly identifying the blind spot.
The glass windows of the surrounding buildings were about to shatter!
With a thought, Spider Time stretched infinitely.
Kenji activated his ability, transforming his vast, unreleased spiritual power into tons of soul substance.
Countless AT Field barriers were deployed in a flash, managing to intercept the shockwave just before it hit!
Whoosh— In that moment, Kenji defied gravity, accelerating and shattering the sound barrier cloud in an instant, shooting straight into the sky like a droplet of water!
Only then did a sigh of relief slowly dissipate from where he had stood.
Boom, boom, boom!
The immense kinetic energy easily destroyed the air resistance.
The force field enveloping his body constantly adjusted, evolving into the most aerodynamic shape for flight.
Amidst continuous sonic booms, Kenji’s altitude kept rising.
The cool night breeze turned into a bone-chilling cold.
The oxygen in the air thinned out, and the plunging temperature reached a level capable of freezing steel.
Kenji didn’t stop.
His body, having broken its limits, rapidly adapted to the harsh environment and reacted accordingly.
His muscles vibrated, generating high heat to counteract the cold, physically dispelling the freezing invasion!
He was still ascending!
His surging telekinesis ignited the night sky like a torch.
The spewing spiritual particles formed an azure exhaust plume, which was then dyed with brilliant colors by the increasingly intense cosmic rays and radiation.
“Huh?” Having finished organizing his new home, Saitama, who was sitting on a recliner on his balcony drinking tea, suddenly shaded his eyes and saw a brilliant streak of starlight dash across the night sky.
“It’s a shooting star!” Holding his teacup, Saitama grinned.
“Seeing a shooting star on moving day…
I feel like it’s a good omen.” That night, not only in City Z but countless people saw the shooting star streaking across the sky and made beautiful wishes.
…
“Kenji, the Chief is looking for you!” Kyoko, wearing a uniform shirt and holding a folder against her chest, came to Kenji’s desk and gently tapped it with her pale fingers.
“Coming.” Kenji put down the files he had just organized and stood up.
Seeing Kyoko staring at him blankly, he couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong, Kyoko?
Is there something else?” “N-no, nothing…” Startled like a frightened rabbit, Kyoko woke up, her cheeks flushed and her eyes hazy.
“Kenji, is it just my imagination…
or have you changed a lot…?” Following the young policewoman’s gaze, Kenji looked down and saw his pectorals, which were several times larger than her own “assets,” pushing up his crisp uniform into an imposing silhouette.
So that’s the “change.” Kenji extended a finger, poked Kyoko’s forehead, and pushed her away.
“Alright, you’ve gotten prettier too.
Now move aside, didn’t you say the Chief is looking for me?” Ugh…
Pushed away mercilessly by a single finger, Kyoko recovered.
Her eyebrows shot up, and she made a face and stuck her tongue out at Kenji’s retreating back.
“Jerk!
I was being so proactive…
it serves you right that you don’t have a girlfriend!” “I heard that!” “…” …
“Chief, you wanted to see me.” “Have a seat.
Take a look at this document.” Seeing Kenji enter, Chief Kuma nodded and pushed a document across his desk.
Kenji picked it up as instructed, scanning it rapidly, reading ten lines at a glance.
“The Metropolitan Police Department is organizing a special police training camp in City A.
Are you sending me to participate?” “As an instructor.
I recommended you to serve as an instructor for the training camp.
No problem with that, right?” “…No!” Coming out of the Chief’s office, Kenji was still a bit confused.
Shouldn’t the normal plot progression be sending me to participate in the training, amazing everyone, and winning the championship for the City Z Police Department?
Why did it change to becoming an instructor for me?
But whatever, an instructor it is.
Either way, neither posed any difficulty for him.
The next day.
Cities in this world were connected by railways.
Kenji boarded a bullet train from City Z to City A, arriving at the City A Police Headquarters around noon.
“Hello, how can I help you?” Kenji snapped back to reality and saw a capable-looking policewoman with a high ponytail, wearing a white shirt and blue police trousers, standing before him.
She had phoenix-like eyes, an oval face, and shoulder-length hair.
She looked sharp, her aura passed the test, and her “assets” far exceeded those of a certain resentful young policewoman in City Z.
As expected, background girls in this world were top-tier.
Almost any random one could easily be the female lead in a anime set.
Meeting his gaze, the City A policewoman couldn’t help but proudly puff out her chest as she looked at the tall young man she had to look up to.
Sensing more and more eyes turning their way, Kenji reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out the recommendation letter handwritten by Chief Kuma.
“City Z Police Officer Kenji, reporting for duty as ordered.” “Ah, so you’re a trainee for the special training group…” “An instructor, to be precise.” “Ah, an instructor?
…Then please follow me!” “Sorry for the trouble.” Following the beautiful policewoman through the signing and reporting procedures, after a bit of hassle, Kenji boarded a bus heading to the outskirts of City A.
After an hour’s drive, they arrived at a secret training base belonging to the Metropolitan Police Department.
Wooooo— The moment he set his luggage down, piercing sirens suddenly blared.
A group of police officers hurried to the training ground, following the signs along the way.
What followed was a brutal, large-scale drill.
On the podium, the Head Instructor roared at the top of his lungs.
“Run!
Run, all of you, you useless trash!” “As police officers, you must have the resolve to sacrifice yourselves at any moment!
If you can’t even handle this amount of training, how are you going to protect the citizens?!” “Anyone who falls behind is eliminated!
Trash doesn’t deserve to wear this uniform!
You might as well hide at home and wait for so-called ‘heroes’ to protect you!” Kenji, who had just changed into his training uniform and put on his instructor armband: “…” The conflict between the police and heroes is quite serious.
After the first day’s hellish drill, quite a few promising candidates were filtered out from the trainees.
Evaluating them by the Hero Association’s standards, Kenji estimated they roughly had the strength of C-Class to B-Class heroes.
Among ordinary humans, they were already the cream of the crop.
As an ordinary instructor, Kenji just tagged along, recording test scores for various subjects while the Head Instructor screamed himself hoarse.
He felt it was even more relaxing than his usual street patrols.
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.
Facts proved that people can achieve a lot when pushed.
Even the worst-performing officers had made immense progress in their physical fitness after half a month of grueling training.
As for Kenji, his daily life as an instructor was simple and boring.
He doubled the standard training volume for the squad he led, adding three extra sessions in the morning, afternoon, and night.
Initially, a group of individually strong trainees tried to reason with their instructor.
But after Kenji suppressed them with a smile, not only did these people become completely obedient, even trainees from the neighboring squads would tremble when they saw Kenji.
Extra training until 4 AM, seamlessly followed by the standard morning training.
Even livestock would break down if trained like this!
Under the scorching sun, on the training ground.
A figure ran across the empty track at the speed of a hundred-meter dash.
Wrapped in a tank top and shorts was a physically imposing, powerful body reflecting blinding light under the sun.
The highly tempered muscles were like steel springs, and his long legs exploded with astonishing power with every stride.
If caught on a high-speed camera, Kenji’s momentary state resembled an unsheathed sword—sharp, fierce, and powerful.
One lap, two laps, three laps…
Countless trainees stood on the sidelines, watching the blurred figure whose lap times were becoming increasingly absurd, cold sweat collectively dripping from their foreheads.
This speed, this physique, this stamina, this body…
He’s practically a monster!
Phew— After a few laps of slow jogging to warm up, Kenji walked over to the trainee he had appointed as the recorder.
“Did you record the times?” The trainee, in a trance, nodded hastily.
“R-recorded…” “Then for the rest of you, train according to this standard.
After you’re done, go to the comprehensive training hall for combat training.
Do you hear me?!” “Yes, sir!!” A while later, in the comprehensive training hall.
A group of sweating, weak-kneed trainees supported each other as they entered the hall.
Just as they were about to collapse, they suddenly spotted the demon-like figure on the training floor.
Their faces instantly turned pale, and they forced their exhausted bodies to stand straight and fall into formation, trembling all over.
In the monitoring room, the Head Instructor nodded in satisfaction.
“Hm, they finally look like elite police officers!
Which squad are they from?” “Reporting!
They are from Squad 7!” …
“Next!
Trainee A0027, Kevin, step forward!” On the makeshift ring in the indoor gymnasium, Kevin from City A gulped nervously, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down.
His opponent was the demon wearing human skin, the physical monster, the fierce tiger of the police force—the Demon Instructor from City Z, Kenji!
Thinking of all the nicknames his opponent had acquired, Kevin felt utterly hopeless.
‘I can’t solve this problem!
It’s too hard!!’ Only when facing him directly did he realize…
this man’s aura…
is truly terrifying!
Just standing there made it hard to breathe, like a massive mountain that could collapse on him at any moment!
He was practically a monster!
If Kenji knew that the guy was wildly overthinking things in his head, he would definitely tell him: Yes, this is Conqueror’s Haki!
Seeing the trainee opposite him hesitating to attack for a long time, Kenji expressed his understanding.
After breaking his racial limit, he had already begun to transcend humanity.
For an ordinary person to sense this racial suppression was a rare talent in itself.
This Kevin is not bad.
“Hah—!” Right at that moment, a loud roar erupted from the ring.
“Watch out, Instructor!” On the ring, Kevin, unable to bear the torment of the standoff and his own imagination any longer, went berserk.
His face was flushed, veins popping, his aura surprisingly intense.
“As a police officer, I must never retreat!
Even if you are the Demon King, I will challenge you!!” “Demon King…” “He actually said it…” “Kevin’s gonna die, isn’t he?” The trainees below the ring murmured, practically passing a death sentence on their audacious peer.
Kenji: “…Demon King?” _____ T/N: