Above the sea of clouds.
The atmosphere was somewhat stagnant.
Aokiji admired her imaginative power and was momentarily speechless.
Tatsumaki, however, because of this brief silence, had even more turbulent thoughts in her mind.
—He's not speaking?
—Why isn't he speaking?
—Does he really mean that?
—The meaning I'm thinking of?
—I guessed it?
—I guessed it.
—I guessed it!
—No, wait a minute!
—There's already been one misunderstanding.
—Think carefully... —He let me touch him however I wanted before.
—Now he's saying this kind of thing.
—No matter how I think... Tatsumaki uncomfortably smoothed her hair.
No matter how she thought about it, she felt she had guessed correctly.
Aokiji... he really has fallen for me, hasn't he!
Flying over the broad sea.
Arriving at the New Continent.
The atmosphere remained silent.
"Where is the specific direction?" Aokiji asked.
Tatsumaki absentmindedly tapped the dragon horn to point the way.
The Azure Dragon dove downward.
Beep—beep—
Beep—beep—
On the ground, hidden detectors were operating.
Transmitting data back to the center.
Before long, Aokiji arrived at the destination with Tatsumaki.
A mountain that appeared completely ordinary.
It was also the organization that hid its base inside the mountain.
Just as the Tsukuyomi Leader himself had said.
He put up no resistance whatsoever.
He simply stood on the mountain peak with his hands raised.
Looking at the massive Azure Dragon circling above with a somewhat incredible expression.
A large number of researchers did the same.
"Hmph!!"
With her enemies before her, Tatsumaki finally snapped out of it.
Her Psychic Power surged majestically as she floated down to the ground.
Aokiji also transformed back into human form.
He used his Observation Haki to carefully sense the surroundings.
Aside from some defensive weapons installed previously, the opponent had indeed arranged nothing.
Tatsumaki immediately began her mockery:
"As expected, a bunch of disgusting bugs! Living in such a corner just to survive, producing no value at all! You only make people feel sick!!"
"The technical data has already been organized; it's inside the base." The Tsukuyomi Leader ignored her.
He only looked at Aokiji.
There was a hint of curious investigation in his cold expression.
"The results from the detectors placed in the wild are out; you are indeed not a Monster."
"Your Psychic Power can actually produce such interesting changes. I really want to witness the limit of your power."
Tatsumaki raised her hand and mocked coldly:
"You scum can go see it in Hell, if there are TV broadcasts there."
Psychic Power so powerful it far exceeded human limits gushed out.
It firmly restrained all Tsukuyomi personnel.
If sentenced according to the law,
even the one with the lightest crimes among them
would be shot so many times that the bullets would weigh more than the corpse.
Hiss—crack—
The sound of flesh and bone being forcibly twisted made one's teeth ache.
The bloody brutality of the scene was enough to show Tatsumaki's hatred for them.
After a long while, only Aokiji and Tatsumaki remained on the mountain peak.
Along with the twisted and compressed meat rolls.
No resistance.
No surprises.
It seemed exceptionally perfunctory.
It just ended like that.
It's really over... Tatsumaki stood there motionless.
Her figure was thin and slender,
letting the mountain wind blow past and mess up her hair.
It was nothing like the revenge she had imagined.
"Aokiji..."
It was the first time Tatsumaki called his name so softly.
She didn't look up.
Because Tatsumaki herself didn't know what kind of expression she had right now.
Even more, she didn't want Aokiji to see it.
"I... when I was seven years old, I was sold by my foster parents for a high price, and then I was experimented on for my Psychic Power."
Tatsumaki didn't know why.
She just really wanted to pour her heart out to Aokiji.
She slowly recounted her childhood experiences.
Being valued, cooperating with research, not allowed to leave.
Gradually developing doubts about her own self-worth.
Thinking that her Psychic Power had caused her to lose everything.
Refusing to use her Psychic Power anymore, being locked in a dark room.
"I think... the reason I truly hate them is that they destroyed the fake warmth of my childhood."
"Of course, it's also related to the fact that they are scum themselves."
"But why is it that after the revenge is successful, I can't feel happy...?"
Tatsumaki still didn't move.
Her whole body was filled with a mist-like confusion.
"Your line of thought is wrong," Aokiji said thoughtfully. "Revenge has no meaning, but revenge itself is the meaning."
"You are very confused, and there is no joy in your heart."
"But what about your enemies?"
Dragon scales faintly surfaced.
A hot, blazing breath was spat out from Aokiji's mouth!
The Heat Breath consumed all the twisted meat rolls on the ground.
"They have completely disappeared from now on, no longer existing."
Tatsumaki stared blankly at the pit left after the vaporization.
After a long while.
She slightly curled the corners of her mouth.
"Sometimes, you can actually say some good things."
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Time came to the evening.
Having handled the many subsequent troublesome matters.
Aokiji finally returned to his home.
Saitama, who had been dragged out for drinks, passed the association's recruitment test.
With the help of those heroes, he received his reward in advance.
So Saitama found a rental and had already moved out.
Aokiji originally wanted to continue familiarizing himself with and developing his abilities.
However, he found a petite and arrogant figure slowly landing in the backyard.
Aokiji pushed open the glass door to let Tatsumaki in and asked:
"Weren't you going back? Why did you come back to find me again?"
"...You helped me deal with Tsukuyomi, and you helped ease the relationship between me and Fubuki before..."
Tatsumaki's tone was unusually bashful.
She cast an inconspicuous glance at Aokiji.
Thinking proudly in her heart:
This guy clearly likes me, yet he's still putting on an act.
If he says it proactively, then I can reluctantly agree.
But this bastard definitely needs a little push, or he won't speak up!
"I guess you helped me quite a bit, though I could have handled it myself!" Tatsumaki turned her head slightly, a blush spreading.
"But... I still have to give you a little reward, so, so so..."
"So what?"
Aokiji looked at her crimson face under her green hair with amusement.
Tatsumaki glared back at him with red-rimmed eyes.
Then she closed her eyes tightly and said in a reckless manner:
"Touch me however you want! Didn't you also say last time, for the sake of a friend... I'll satisfy you just this once!"
This guy probably won't dare to do anything, right...?
When he hesitates or gets shy, I'll force him to say it... Wueee~~!!
"It's really good to have a friend like you," Aokiji said with sincere gratitude.
At this stage, he really didn't want to establish a stable romantic relationship that would take up too much of his time.
But Tatsumaki said it herself,
for the sake of a [friend].
Just helping each other out and making up for each other's deficiencies.
Tatsumaki's brain crashed.
Her CPU temperature was too high, and she was completely flushed.
Th-this isn't right!
Heat traveled around.
An inexplicable numbness moved along with it.
An utterly unfamiliar feeling.
Tatsumaki wanted to push him away to take a breather, but found her body wouldn't obey.
She stood blankly in place, unable to move.
Her legs felt a bit weak, as if they were about to collapse.
The extremely form-fitting dress outlined her undulating curves quite eye-catchingly as she panted heavily.
The hero thoughtfully took care of his friend's abnormally high body temperature.
After a long time.
Until the friend's dress was completely soaked with sweat from the heat.
"For the sake of a friend...?"
The little green-haired curly-head stopped.
Then,
She gave a gentle nod...
At home, Fubuki, who was waiting for her sister to return, was scrolling through videos.
In the video, the usage of various onomatopoeias was being introduced.
For friction/rubbing/stroking, one can use:
Rustle—rustle—
For the movement of clothing fabric, one can use:
Rustle—rustle—
For stickiness, one can use:
Gurgle~ squelch~~
The sound of collision, depending on the force, is divided into:
Clack———clack———clack———
Thump——thump——
Puff—puff—puff—puff—puff——
...