Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 448 - 446 Confession Is Lenient_1

On the return journey on the Shinkansen, the members of the Sword Dao club had finally calmed down from their excitement. Each of them was reclining in their seats, dozing off against each other. Aozawa didn’t sleep. His gaze was fixed outside the window.

His phone vibrated in his pocket. Considering that the club president and others were sleeping, Aozawa had purposely set his phone to vibrate mode. Upon unlocking it, he discovered a message from Phoenix Academy Maggie.

"Aozawa, I’ve watched the short video of the match, and you’re really amazing. You can be called a modern-day Sword Saint of Japan."

No sooner had the praise been marked as read than the young lady sent over an emoticon similar to Anya’s smiling face.

It was hard to imagine that the person sending this cheeky emoticon was the dignified and dazzling young lady.

"You really are amazing!"

Then followed a phrase with a sarcastic tone.

Aozawa could sense Phoenix Academy Maggie’s exuberant mood from the text. She wasn’t celebrating his victory in the Jade Dragon Flag championship but was happy about having caught the Little Guy’s slip-up.

Between the words and the emoticons, everything hinted at her smug thought: *And you still say you’re not a Superpower User!*

Aozawa had watched the most-viewed short video. He felt that the one who was hit appeared quite stunned, while the striker seemed very quick. Just by watching the video, it was impossible to spot any abnormalities. To a layman watching a Sword Dao match video, the impressiveness wouldn’t stand out. After all, his match with Sunaga Takashi had been turned into a short video lasting just over a minute. To the layperson’s eye, it was not much different from other Sword Dao matches—all shouting, and then the match was over.

Clearly, the young lady did not think his win was unreasonable just based on the video. Strange, Chitose might have been familiar with Sunaga Takashi, but did the young lady also understand Sunaga Takashi’s strength? A flicker of doubt crossed Aozawa’s mind, and he then thought that the side effects on Sunaga Takashi’s body were probably related to that drug.

"Hehe, thanks for the compliment." He pretended not to understand the deeper meaning in the young lady’s words and started boasting directly.

Such a remark naturally prompted her to send an emoji depicting a beating. Having money is great—even the choice of emoticons is more abundant than others. Aozawa suspected that the young lady had specifically purchased a complete set of emoticons capable of expressing any emotion, so she could always use them to accurately convey her thoughts at any time.

"Have you had dinner?" he messaged her to shift the topic. Dealing with it in earnest would have to wait until they met at the camp.

「...」

As dusk arrived, it was getting too late. Kenji Kojima and the others had no choice but to agree to display the Jade Dragon Flag and the trophies in the Sword Dao club’s activity room the next day. For tonight, they let Aozawa take them home.

Carrying the Jade Dragon Flag, the Dare to Fight Award, and the championship trophy while wearing the gold medal around his neck, such an ensemble naturally attracted some looks as he walked, but they were quickly averted. In Adachi District’s Ayase area, unlike the fervent Hakata, few people on the street recognized the Jade Dragon Flag. The Sword Dao circle never had the popularity of Koshien. This made his time in the Hakata area all the more precious. Holding the Jade Dragon Flag and the Dare to Fight Award, he received favorable treatment everywhere he went.

Upon returning home, Aozawa saw two sports cars parked on the circular driveway. He opened the villa’s gate, let it close automatically behind him, then approached the front door and swiped his pocket card key.

BEEP—the door opened. He pushed it to enter, warm light shining in the entry hall.

"Chitose, I’m back!" Aozawa shouted into the house, kicking the door closed with his foot as his hands were full. In the entryway, he used telekinesis to remove his shoes, then picked them up and tossed them into the shoe cabinet.

Aozawa walked into the living room.

On the table, a sumptuous feast was laid out: four prepared Australian lobsters, two Kobe beef steaks, king crab, stir-fried eel, scallops, chicken soup, and other dishes. The delicious food on the table gave off a mouth-watering aroma.

Morimoto Chitose sat at the head of the table, her beautiful face cold as frost. Dressed in a Police Director’s uniform with her arms crossed, she didn’t need words to exude an interrogative authority that radiated from within. Seeing Aozawa enter, she crossed her legs. The short skirt and black stockings made the gesture very attractive. Expressionlessly, she said, "Aozawa, come and sit down."

Her voice was still soft but now carried an added seriousness, like a group of fully armed United States soldiers on a sunny Hawaii beach.

"Hmm." Aozawa set down the Jade Dragon Flag, the Dare to Fight Award, and the trophy before sitting down in front of her, hands resting on his knees, looking quite docile.

Morimoto Chitose extended the sole of her foot and pressed it onto his knee, exerting a slight force. "Aozawa, you’re not from this world, are you?"

"That’s right," Aozawa answered truthfully.

This straightforward attitude rendered Morimoto Chitose’s prepared words suddenly useless. But she quickly composed herself, her eyes sharp as she said, "Then why did you lie to me before?"

Aozawa spread his hands. "That’s a misunderstanding. You never asked me if I was a person from a Different World." Exposure was inevitable. He could only choose to reveal part of the secret. If he could keep the secret that he was Dio, he would try to keep it for as long as possible. A man always needs some private space for freedom. The Different World is vast; it’s normal for there to be many Angel Envoys.

Morimoto Chitose, understanding his implication, withdrew her foot and said without changing her expression, "Are you saying you have nothing to do with Dio?"

"Chitose, you know me. Ten years ago, I came to this world. How exactly I got here, even I’ve forgotten. I only remember falling asleep at home and suddenly appearing on the streets of Adachi District."

"Don’t you miss your parents from the Different World?"

"I don’t have any family there," Aozawa shrugged in response, telling the truth.

Morimoto Chitose’s sharp expression softened a bit. She reached out to touch his head and said, "Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked that."

"It’s okay." Aozawa hugged her and laughed. "To me, Chitose is my family."

Morimoto Chitose touched his head, her brows filled with tenderness as she said, "At this tender moment, don’t force me to slap you."

Aozawa had to stop his nibbling. He was just longing for maternal love.

Morimoto Chitose withdrew her hand that was about to knock on his head. They were supposed to be having a serious discussion, yet Aozawa’s mind was full of *those* kinds of thoughts. It truly didn’t align with Dio’s image—the dissonance was too strong. "You don’t know Dio?"

"Met him once. He wanted to become friends with me, but I refused. I’m not interested in befriending someone with an unclear background." Aozawa turned his face to the side, stopping his movements, but his head still didn’t leave Morimoto Chitose’s chest.

Morimoto Chitose felt the warm breath on her chest, making her flustered. Her thoughts couldn’t help but wander. She had to pat his shoulder and say, "Alright, I believe you. Let’s eat, and tell me about your experiences in the Different World."

"Okay." Aozawa reluctantly left her side and then smiled. "Chitose, has the Hanfu I ordered arrived yet?"

"Don’t rush." Morimoto Chitose poured him a glass of red wine and filled her own, ready to listen to Aozawa’s description of the Different World.

「...」

Aozawa had long thought about how to answer Morimoto Chitose’s questions. He planned on concocting the name of a country and suggesting living conditions slightly better than those of the medieval period, infusing just an extra touch of magical medieval nobility. He wouldn’t have to say much; his age of six was a good excuse. After all, asking a six-year-old child about history and national conditions—wasn’t that asking too much? He could always say he was unclear or didn’t remember many things.

"I recall your clothes having a modern style."

"How could that be? You must be mistaken. I was sleeping at the time, definitely in pajamas."

"Perhaps." Morimoto Chitose didn’t really remember what Aozawa was wearing, only recalling his aura of secluded loneliness.

She casually picked up a piece of steak with her fork. "You were able to defeat Sunaga, so you must have used some sort of power in secret, right?"

Aozawa nodded. "That’s right. I’ve only recently awakened to my power. I don’t know why, but I’ve named it Infinity Big." He decided to treat the superpower he had refreshed this week as his special ability.

Morimoto Chitose showed a hint of surprise. "Infinity Big? Can you show me?"

"Sure." Aozawa briefly used his superpower, Infinity Big.

In an instant, his body size increased.

CRACKLE AND POP! His clothes, trousers, and everything else burst apart, shredding into strips of cloth that fell to the ground. He grew so tall that he touched the ceiling, and his five limbs became exceptionally strong.

Morimoto Chitose, looking at that thing almost bigger than her own head, felt her legs go weak.

"I can not only enlarge my body but also enlarge a certain part specifically." Aozawa shrank back to a smaller size, leaving only one part still enlarged, as ostentatious as an Australian lobster.

He jumped down from the chair and continued, "I can also make other people or objects grow large."

As he spoke, he placed his hand on Morimoto Chitose’s chest and used the Infinity Big ability.

CRACKLE AND POP! The buttons on her back burst open, and the four buttons in front popped off. Her previously well-fitting shirt suddenly looked like a child’s school uniform stretched taut over an adult, conspicuously ill-fitting.

"Chitose Beast evolution, Mengniu Form!" he shouted in all seriousness.

Morimoto Chitose tapped his head and said expressionlessly, "Change back to normal now!" The sheer weight made it difficult for her to even straighten her back.

Aozawa deactivated the Infinity Big ability, returning both Chitose and himself to their original forms, grinning. "How’s that? My power is pretty awesome, right?"

"With just that, you have the nerve to call it Infinity Big?" Morimoto Chitose teased.

Aozawa naturally wouldn’t reveal the full strength of Infinity Big; that would be hard to explain once it got weakened the following week. "One must choose a name that sounds imposing. In reality, my power is simply to increase my strength and body size."

"Such an unserious power. Get back to your seat and eat."

"Wanna try it out later?"

"Are you trying to kill me?" Morimoto Chitose retorted tersely, then added, "Control the effects and let’s see how it goes."

"Hehe, yes, ma’am~" Aozawa wore an anticipatory expression.