Sage stood before the full-length mirror, adjusting his tie.
The black suit was well-tailored, accentuating his tall and slender frame.
After the Fusion with the Glint-Glint Fruit, his physical attributes had been enhanced in every aspect.
His previously somewhat pale complexion was now rosy and healthy.
The dark circles under his eyes, left from long nights of game development, had also vanished.
His entire being looked spirited, even carrying an indefinable, sharp edge.
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers at his reflection in the mirror.
A golden arc of electricity instantly flashed at his fingertips.
Photon Body.
This feeling was truly wonderful.
As long as he wished, his body could instantly decompose into countless light particles, ignoring any physical obstacles.
Even if he were cut in half, he could reassemble in an instant.
This was the dominance of the Logia.
Physical immunity!
In this One Punch World, which was dominated by physical attacks, this was practically an invincible defense.
Unless he encountered a Monster who could use Haki or special energy attacks, no one could hope to harm him in the slightest.
Sage took a deep breath, suppressing the eager impulse to test his powers.
Keep a low profile.
Now was not the time to expose himself.
If Tatsumaki found out he suddenly possessed such a Heaven-Defying ability, it would be too troublesome to explain.
He might even be targeted by those old foxes at the Hero Association.
He would lay low for now and develop slowly.
It wouldn’t be too late to reveal his hand once his strength was great enough to ignore all rules.
Sage pushed open the door and walked out of the room.
Tatsumaki was already in the living room on the first floor, waiting somewhat impatiently.
She had changed into a dark green outfit, making her look even more capable.
“Why are you so slow?
Dawdling just like a woman.” Seeing Sage come down, Tatsumaki couldn’t help but complain.
Sage smiled and did not argue.
“I just took a little time picking out my clothes.” “Let’s go.” Tatsumaki gave a cold snort and turned to walk outside.
Sage followed behind her, looking at her petite back while thinking to himself.
If he gave her a Light Speed Kick right now, would she be able to react?
Forget it, it was better to have fewer of these death-seeking thoughts.
The two walked out of the villa, where a black luxury limousine was already parked at the entrance.
There was no driver.
Tatsumaki never used a driver.
Her psychokinesis was the best driving System.
“Get in.” Tatsumaki pulled open the driver’s side door and slipped inside.
Sage consciously sat in the passenger seat.
Just as he buckled his seatbelt, the car shot out like an arrow from a bow.
Boom!
A strong sense of being pushed back into his seat hit him instantly.
The needle on the dashboard soared directly to two hundred kilometers per hour.
This wasn’t driving; it was practically flying along the ground.
Tatsumaki never looked at road conditions while driving.
She didn’t slow down for curves either.
She used her psychokinesis to forcibly correct the car’s trajectory, making it take corners as if it were sliding on rails.
If it were the old Sage, he would probably be vomiting his guts out by now.
But the current Sage was as steady as a rock.
Compared to the speed of light, this speed was practically a snail’s crawl.
He even had the leisure to turn his head and admire the scenery racing past the window.
“Hmm, the clouds are nice today.” Tatsumaki glanced at him with some surprise.
Why was this guy so calm today?
In the past, whenever he sat in my car, his face would turn pale and he’d grip the handle tightly.
Today, he’s actually looking at the scenery?
Could he have been scared stupid?
Tatsumaki muttered to herself, but she stepped even harder on the accelerator.
The car raced all the way and soon arrived at a private club located in the city center.
This was a membership-only establishment that only the true upper class could enter.
It was also the regular spot for the two sisters’ meals.
As the car came to a steady stop, the doorman respectfully pulled open the door.
“Young Miss Tatsumaki, welcome.” Tatsumaki tossed the car keys to the doorman and, without even looking at him, walked straight inside.
Sage followed behind like a dutiful bodyguard.
They passed through the luxurious lobby and came to a private room on the second floor.
As the door opened, a wave of cold air rushed toward them.
It wasn’t the cold of the air conditioning.
Rather, it was a sense of pressure originating from an aura.
Inside the private room, a tall woman was sitting on the sofa.
She wore a dark green gown, had short black hair, and possessed a cold, noble temperament.
A string of pearls hung around her neck, making her snow-white skin stand out even more.
Fubuki.
The B-Class Rank 1 Hero.
She was also Tatsumaki’s biological younger sister.
Standing behind her were two men in suits.
Eyelashes and Mountain Ape.
The core members of the Fubuki Group.
Seeing Tatsumaki enter, Fubuki immediately stood up.
A clear look of tension and awe flashed across her cold, beautiful face.
“Sister.” She lowered her head and called out.
Her voice carried an imperceptible tremor.
Tatsumaki gave an “un” in response and walked with a queenly stride to the head of the table to sit down.
“Everyone, sit.” She said casually, her tone like one giving orders to subordinates.
Only then did Fubuki dare to sit, but she kept her back ramrod straight and only sat on the very edge of the seat.
The two bodyguards didn’t even dare to breathe loudly, standing obediently in the corner.
As for Sage…
From the moment they entered until now, Fubuki hadn’t even looked him in the eye.
She had only given a faint glance and a slight nod as a greeting.
In her eyes, this brother-in-law who lacked any ability was just an ordinary person living under her sister’s wing.
He was even a burden.
He simply wasn’t worth the attention of a B-Class Rank 1 Hero like her.
Sage didn’t mind.
He pulled out a chair for himself and sat down beside Tatsumaki.
The original owner of this body might have felt humiliated by this feeling of being ignored.
But he felt it was quite good.
The less presence he had, the safer he was.
However, under the light element perception of the Glint-Glint Fruit, Sage could clearly “see” the fluctuations of energy within Fubuki’s body.
Although it couldn’t compare to Tatsumaki’s terrifying psychokinesis, which was as vast as the sea, it was still quite impressive.
It was just being suppressed by her.
She was afraid.
Afraid she couldn’t surpass her sister, afraid of being denied by her sister.
This psychological shadow severely limited the display of her strength.
What a contrary little sister.
Sage sighed inwardly.
The waiters began to serve the food.
One exquisite dish after another filled the table.
But the atmosphere in the room was so heavy it was suffocating.
Fubuki kept her head down, mechanically cutting the food on her plate.
Tatsumaki, on the other hand, looked at the dishes critically, frowning from time to time.
“How have things been lately?” Tatsumaki suddenly spoke.
“Are you still playing around with that Fubuki Group?” Her tone was full of disdain and mockery.
Fubuki’s hand trembled, her fork making a piercing screech against the plate.
“I…
I think the power of a team is useful,” she defended in a small voice.
“Useful?” Tatsumaki sneered.
“A group of weaklings gathered together is still just a group of weaklings.” “When you encounter real danger, they’ll only hold you back.” “I told you long ago not to play these boring house-playing games.” “As long as you are strong enough, you don’t need companions at all.” Fubuki bit her lip, her face turning pale.
She wanted to argue, but in the face of her sister’s absolute power and authority, she couldn’t speak.
That fear of being dominated since childhood made her instinctively want to obey.
Seeing that the atmosphere was about to drop to the freezing point, Sage sighed.
These two sisters acted like they were in a criticism session every time they met.
If this continued, would they even be able to eat?
“Um…” Sage picked up the serving chopsticks and placed a piece of fish onto Fubuki’s plate.
“The steamed fish here is good, try some.” This sudden action stunned everyone.
Fubuki’s eyes widened as she looked at the fish on her plate, and then at Sage.
She looked completely incredulous.
This brother-in-law, who was usually so meek in front of her sister, actually dared to interject at a time like this?
And even gave her food?
Tatsumaki also stopped her scolding and turned to look at Sage.
There was a hint of scrutiny in her eyes.
Sage remained unfazed and gave Tatsumaki a piece as well.
“You eat too; eating more fish is good for the skin.” And you still need to grow.
He didn’t dare say the second half aloud, only muttering it in his heart.
Tatsumaki looked at the fish on her plate, her mouth twitching slightly.
Was this guy trying to be a peacemaker?
However, with Sage interrupting like this, her momentum for lecturing was broken.
“Hmph.” She gave a cold snort and didn’t continue to scold Fubuki.
Instead, she picked up the fish and put it into her mouth.
Watching this scene, the shock in Fubuki’s heart was simply beyond words.
Sister actually…
didn’t get angry?
And she even ate it?
Just what kind of spell did this brother-in-law cast on her sister?
For the first time, Fubuki looked properly at this man she had always treated as invisible.
Sage gave her a smile.
His smile was gentle and harmless.