?) “What…
did…
you…
just…
say…?” Tatsumaki’s face darkened completely.
Her slender fingers glowed with green light as she pressed downward.
“You’re so annoying!!” An unimaginably massive amount of telekinetic power poured out.
Her formless, intangible psychic intent solidified into something comparable to the hardest substance on earth, instantly obscuring the entire sky.
Immediately following that, it crashed down with a deafening roar!
Kenji: “…” “Kee-kikiki…
eh?” The sky above abruptly turned pitch black.
The Crane Monster, which was swinging its wrecking ball to attack the surrounding buildings while emitting its harsh, metallic cackle, suddenly stopped.
The ugly, human-like face located in the center of the crane jib showed a look of sheer terror for the first time.
“No—” The Crane Monster, which was flaunting its power just a second ago, was instantly flattened as if shoved into a hydraulic press.
Its massive body, tens of meters tall, was crushed flat.
Its giant face was reduced to a bloody, mangled pulp, spraying thick, pitch-black blood that looked like motor oil.
Seemingly disgusted by the sight, Tatsumaki frowned.
The direction of the telekinesis blanketing the sky shifted from pressing down to contracting.
The next moment, the corpse of the Crane Monster, which had just suffered a dimensional strike, was drawn toward the center along with the blood filling the air.
Within seconds, it was compressed into a metallic cube where its original form could no longer be recognized.
Kenji casually collected the monster’s spirit to create an SR Monster Card.
Seeing Tatsumaki proudly clapping her hands with a pout, he couldn’t help but shake his head.
“I’ll head down and rescue the people first.” Tatsumaki: “Ah…” The emerald-green esper girl looked in the direction Kenji was descending, and the horrific scene below instantly caught her eye.
She had always only been responsible for exterminating monsters.
Even now, joining the Hero Association was merely following in that man’s footsteps.
“Tch, weaklings who got caught in the crossfire?
…I know, it’s so troublesome!” Muttering complaints, Tatsumaki turned her small face away, her expression unreadable.
She raised her fair little hand, spread her slender fingers like scallions, and carelessly waved it.
Transparent energy shields enveloped countless injured people, floating them out of the damaged stairwells and windows, and gently lowering them to the ground.
In the center of the ruins, Kenji, who was using the same method to rescue civilians, couldn’t help but chuckle when he saw the green telekinetic glow that didn’t belong to him.
As expected, her true nature isn’t bad after all.
With the two espers working together, a large number of civilians were rescued from the rubble.
Many lucky individuals who escaped injury, though covered in dust and dirt, spontaneously joined the rescue efforts.
Rescue teams from the Hero Association and other departments also arrived one after another, and the entire operation lasted deep into the night.
It was almost over.
Kenji breathed a sigh of relief.
With the massive consumption of his spiritual power, even with his constitution, he felt a wave of exhaustion.
“You’re not bad for lasting this long.” Hearing that tsundere tone by his ear, Kenji felt a headache coming on.
He saw the green-haired girl, who was suspiciously panting, enveloped in green light descending from the sky.
Her pretty face was bright and sunny; clearly, she was in a pretty good mood right now.
“You make it sound so easy…” “Tch, it was just a trivial matter to begin with.” “Yes, yes, yes.
For you, Miss Tatsumaki, of course it’s a trivial matter.” “Hmph…” With a soft snort, Tatsumaki felt quite pleased by Kenji’s flattery.
“Kenji, right?
Sitch told me you’re a hero too.” Sitch was an executive of the Hero Association and seemingly Blast’s contact person.
As a registered hero appearing in City A, it wasn’t surprising for Kenji to be recognized.
“Yes, if we’re talking about heroes, I guess I’m a rookie.” “Hmph, pointless humility.
The Hero Association has only been established for half a year anyway.” Tatsumaki curled her lip, the sparse fabric of her dress floating up.
“I’m leaving!” Saying that, the telekinetic green light surged around her small body, and she floated away into the sky.
Kenji: Hm?
Suddenly, a flash of golden light drifted down from beneath Tatsumaki’s feet, materializing into a Fantasy Card in mid-air.
Kenji habitually used his telekinesis to catch it, and immediately, his pupils trembled violently.
[Fantasy Card: 100% Psychic Power] [Card Type: Ability Card] [Rarity: SSR] [Introduction: One of humanity’s strongest psychic talents, originating from the Tornado of Terror, Tatsumaki.] [Effect 1: Natural-Born Esper] [Maximum affinity for mental-type psychic powers.
Faster activation of psychic abilities, enhanced recovery rate, and a 90% reduction in consumption.] [Effect 2: King of Force Fields] [Construct and manipulate various mental force fields at will.
Force fields generate faster and possess higher strength.] [Effect 3: Psychic Storm] [Doubles the power of large-scale psychic techniques.] [Effect 4: Overload State] [Surrenders the psychic powers to instinct, unleashing strength that breaks through limits.] Kenji: …
Kenji was decisive.
Seeing Tatsumaki’s green dot disappear into the distance, he immediately slapped his first SSR card into his chest.
An unprecedented surge of joy welled up in his heart.
Subsequently, his newly transformed spiritual power began to boil once again.
Having experienced this once before, Kenji instantly realized what was about to happen and immediately dashed into the sky in a blur.
“Eh, eh, eh…
Did everyone leave?” A man in a black suit with a large nose reached out his hand pleadingly.
Seeing the brilliant blue light vanish into the horizon, his face filled with regret.
“Why is every psychic-type hero more capricious than the last?
Looks like I’ll have to wait until next time to make contact with him.” High in the sky, the psychic talent derived from Tatsumaki began to take effect.
The spiritual power under his telekinetic system and the soul substance constituting his AT Field gradually unified, truly becoming an extension of Kenji’s will, operating as smoothly as moving his own limbs.
With the buff of maxed-out affinity, his total spiritual power felt boundless.
He finally understood Tatsumaki’s joy.
With a thought, a suit of gold and red armor extended and took shape like flowing nanomaterials.
Dazzling exhaust flames shot from multiple thrusters on the palms, soles of the feet, and other areas, forming a brilliant stream of fire that streaked across the sky over City A.
The originally invisible AT Field manifested into a concrete color under the enhancement of his telekinesis.
Although the Mark armor constructed from the force field only had the appearance of the original, it possessed all the necessary functions and could even be modified online and used immediately.
If he needed to deal with gigantic enemies, transforming the Mark armor into a Gundam, Eva Unit-01, or a Giant of Light wouldn’t be a problem either.
…
Three days later, City Z.
Kenji walked out of the bullet train station into the bustling crowd.
The city under the twilight was peaceful and serene.
He stopped to admire it for a moment before turning onto the subway heading home.
On the subway, Kenji closed his eyes to rest while holding his luggage, the events of the past few days vivid in his mind.
The special unit the Metropolitan Police Department had meticulously planned to build was nearly wiped out by a single Demon-level monster.
After this battle, many of the participating officers developed psychological trauma and would require long-term counseling before they could return to duty.
The ambitious police top brass witnessed the destructive power of monsters firsthand.
Realizing that ordinary humans were entirely powerless against such strength, they couldn’t help but feel utterly demoralized.
The entire police department nearly came to a halt from a casual strike by a Demon-level monster, and disasters of that level were not uncommon.
Compared to Dragon-level monsters, which could casually destroy several cities, the gap was beyond measure.
As a result, the entire special training camp project fell through on the spot, coming to a premature end.
The participating officers packed their bags and went home.
Kenji wasn’t surprised by this.
He had anticipated this outcome from the poorly concealed, grim expression on the Superintendent General’s face when they met.
“Are you sure you don’t want to stay, Kenji?
With your merits this time and your powerful psychic abilities, I guarantee you can enter the upper echelons within half a year and lead the entire police force!” “Thank you for your kindness, but I think I’m more suited for frontline work.” “Is that so…
But if you return to City Z, you’ll have to start from the bottom as a patrol officer again.
Have you really thought this through?” “I have.
I believe that when the time comes, City Z will need an officer like me.” “In that case, I won’t press you further.
However, special affairs response departments will be established in each city soon.
Please do not decline the position of Chief of the Special Affairs Division in City Z!” “I understand.” …
After an in-depth conversation with the Superintendent General, Kenji returned.
On paper, his rank hadn’t changed, but he had acquired the additional title of Chief of the Special Affairs Division, reporting directly to the City Z Chief of Police.
In the event of a monster disaster or other emergencies, he could directly commandeer all police forces in City Z, granting him authority on par with the Chief.
Although Kenji didn’t have much use for this authority, it did come with perks.
As Chief, he could arrange his own workload.
Kenji had made up his mind: the first thing he’d do when he got back was transfer Kyoko to be his secretary.
That way, he wouldn’t even have to write reports himself.
With the “100% Psychic Power” dropped by Tatsumaki, plus the unexpected “promotion” promised by the big boss, Kenji reaped a bountiful harvest on his trip to City A.
On top of that, the Hero Association had transferred his first month’s salary and allowances for a few hero activities.
Looking at the amount, it was more than he would make in a year as a police officer.
No wonder so many people were desperate to become heroes.
During his half-month stay in City A, his daily Destiny Draws still yielded basic Attribute Cards.
However, while wandering around City A the night before his departure, his Stand’s third ability, Element Pickup, managed to grab a rather interesting card.
[Fantasy Card: Black Box Fragment] [Card Type: Special Card] [Rarity: N] [Introduction: A partial fragment of a divine creation, seemingly unstable.] [Effect 1: Spacetime Distortion] [Randomly travel to an unknown alternate world and stay for a brief period.] [Effect 2: Round-Trip Ticket] [This card is a consumable with 2/2 uses.
The second use will return the user to the main world.] Kenji remembered that the “God” in this world had always been creating some kind of pitch-black cubes to contact and develop believers.
If successful, God could bestow power from afar, easily turning a weak homeless man into the Dragon-level esper monster, “Homeless Emperor.” Accidentally picking up something so incredible made even Kenji feel a bit excited.
However, the card hadn’t engraved a complete Black Box, and its function was world travel, not contacting God.
An alternate world?
The adventure gene inherent in a transmigrator began to stir.
Perhaps limited by its rarity tier, the effect description specified a “brief period.” Since that was the case, testing the other world shouldn’t hurt.
At worst, he could just consume the card early and return.
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