Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 603 - 601: Monday’s Superpower

September 4th, Monday.

In the early morning, a gust of cool wind blew into the bedroom through the open window.

The phone on the bedside table suddenly lit up, and the ringing sound woke Aozawa from his sleep. Without opening his eyes, he reached out casually to the bedside table, slid his finger across the screen, and stopped the alarm.

The thin blanket covered him, neither too cold nor too hot.

Aozawa sat up, seeing familiar yet slightly unfamiliar characters before him: Superpower: Data Life.

He blinked, and the words in front of him dissolved into the air.

Judging from the term Data Life, using it inside the bedroom wouldn't cause too much commotion.

Despite this, Aozawa, to be safe, still used Allowing Anything to ensure that whatever happened in the bedroom wouldn't arouse Morimoto Chiyoda's suspicion.

Then, he used the ability of Data Life.

When the ability was activated, he felt the world around him suddenly become grid-like, with black lines crisscrossing the floor, walls, and ceiling.

Pale green light panels covered the bed and the door.

The phone on the bedside table emitted a milky white glow.

Curiosity rose in Aozawa's heart as he stepped forward, touched the phone's light, and felt an inexplicable sensation surge up.

It made him very sure that as long as he wanted to, he could enter the phone's internal system.

This internal refers not simply to the inside of the phone.

A thought flashed through his mind, and he quickly dove into the phone.

The next second, all the apps installed on the phone appeared before him, including TikTok, YouTube, Twitter, and so on.

Seeing those apps, Aozawa used the ability Transformation to change his appearance, then tapped on TikTok.

In an instant, he jumped into a pitch-black environment, with large explanation texts floating in the sky, flames rising from the night, flashing brightly, and explosions booming on the ground.

A certain country's military base in Syria was being bombarded by rockets.

He had actually entered the video?!

Aozawa exited TikTok and the phone, deactivating the Data Life ability, and the grid-like world in front of him disappeared, returning to his familiar bedroom scene.

Aozawa immediately opened TikTok, and the first video was the one he had entered.

As expected, he found his figure appearing in the video, a hint of excitement on his face.

If he could enter short videos, what about anime, movies?

Aozawa suppressed the excitement in his heart, deactivated the Allowing Anything ability, and went forward to put on Brilliant high school uniform.

...

Today's breakfast was a frothy coffee paired with chocolate banana pancakes.

Aozawa finished a plate of pancakes, drank up his coffee, and pulled out a napkin to wipe his mouth, saying, "Chiyoda, I'm heading off to school now."

"Okay."

Morimoto Chiyoda nodded.

She wasn't as fast in eating breakfast as Aozawa. There was still a piece of pancake on her plate and two sips of coffee in her cup.

Listening to the bang of the closing door, Morimoto Chiyoda picked up the last piece of pancake, took a bite, and suddenly the Bluetooth earphone on her right ear sounded.

The easy expression on her face suddenly faded, she answered the call and said, "Any news?"

Even though she hadn't yet left for work, encountering a special issue at this moment could still make Morimoto Chiyoda enter work mode ahead of schedule.

Differently from ordinary people, she is very aware that the current domestic situation can be said to be somewhat dangerous.

This danger does not come from the Different World or Monster.

At least until Dio further moves, or a new Angel Envoy appears, her main concern right now is the officers of the Self-Defense Forces.

Kochou's Self-Defense Forces adjustment plan can be said to be quite aggressive, cutting the artery of those generals.

But to say this plan is extremely bad, that's not the case.

In the eyes of outsiders, this plan is undoubtedly a good plan full of hope, emphasizing the need to change the bullying incidents within the Self-Defense Forces.

Protecting new recruits from being bullied by those veterans and officers, enhancing Self-Defense Forces' training projects, and rectifying the atmosphere.

This is a commendable policy that can be loudly professed to anyone.

Even though the intent of this policy is for Kochou to remove those upper-level army, navy, and air force commanders who do not follow her.

But as long as Kochou raises the banner of protecting recruits from bullying and rectifying the atmosphere, the Ministers and generals of the Ministry of Defense who want to hinder these plans will find themselves in a disadvantaged position.

It's like being forced to swallow a bitter pill in silence.

But to say they will sit idly by, that's impossible too.

While power can be easily imposed on the Self-Defense Forces, trying to take it back is not so easy.

Morimoto Chiyoda received word that when the plan was announced, a group of officers would march to Kyoto with their swords to present their concerns to Kochou.

Kochou also caught wind of that and ordered the arrest of the officers attempting to cause trouble.

Such matters naturally fall under the Third Section of the Metropolitan Police Department Public Security Bureau and her role as Minister of State of the Public Security Commission.

"Morimoto, I've just investigated and got news that one of the masterminds of this incident is likely Vice Admiral Funahashi Hikoshiro, the division commander of the Ground Self-Defense Force First Division."

From the other end of the phone came the serious voice of Okayama Buji.

Morimoto Chiyoda frowned slightly; the distance between the Nerima Garrison of the First Division and the Prime Minister's residence isn't too far.

"Immediately arrange for someone to monitor and control his family."

"Is that necessary?"

"We need to let him know what the consequences of causing trouble are. Then you visit him and mention the rumors related to it."

Morimoto Chiyoda shrugged and said, "We can only hope he calms down for now.

Kochou very much hopes they take action."

It's ironic because Morimoto Chiyoda usually hates these right-wing generals the most and wishes they were all dead.

But in this situation, if those people all died, it would allow Kochou to take control of the Japan Ground Self-Defense Force.

Morimoto Chiyoda needs to keep these people safe as much as possible, but she thinks it's likely a futile effort.

She hung up the phone, continued finishing her breakfast, tidied up the plates and bowls on the table, and just as she was about to head out, another call came in.

Morimoto Chiyoda answered the phone, "Director, Frans has requested a meeting with you. He said today is Monday.

Dio will definitely manifest a new superpower during the student lunch break or between 9:00 PM and 6:30 AM, returning to the pre-summer vacation pattern."

"Tell him he doesn't need to worry about this. I'll keep an eye on it."

The residence where Morimoto Chiyoda is located isn't very far from Frans' safe house, but she doesn't want to meet him now; she already has a ton of things worth her attention.

She really doesn't want to hear him spout theories.

...

The four classes in the morning passed by, and outside the school building, the sunlight was so scorching that it made the cicadas in the trees think it was summer, continuously chirping.

Aozawa walked through the path, circled around to the club building, and entered in front of the guzheng club's window from the side.

"Wow!"

With this kind of shout, Aozawa remained expressionless, facing a person wearing a ghost mask.

From the lively behavior and actions, he knew who it was, and asked, "Natsuka, what are you playing at?" 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"Aozawa-senpai, this is a cursed ghost mask. It's said that anyone who wears this and scares someone will cause the other person to have terrifying nightmares at night."

Natsuka Yanagimachi took off the mask she was wearing, revealing her fair facial features, and said with excitement, "Isn't it amazing? I spent 1800 yen to get this treasure~"

"You shouldn't waste money like that."

Aozawa retorted, taking the mask from her hand, judging from its rough quality, it probably didn't cost more than 300 yen to make.

Natsuka Yanagimachi snatched it back with a glare and said, "Aozawa-senpai, you really don't get the fun of treasure hunting.

In a pile of unremarkable items, suddenly finding a genuine article is a common trope.

I dare say this mask is truly imbued with otherworldly magic."

"Use some logic. If the different world could really circulate here, it would surely be among the top echelons, not something you'd buy for 1800 yen."

"My, Aozawa-senpai has become such an unromantic old man. It's truly a sad age gap."

Natsuka Yanagimachi lamented, also aware that finding a treasure through such treasure hunting is difficult.

However, the slim hope of perhaps finding one made her willing to spend a little money for happiness.

Hojo Shouko came forward holding a lunchbox with both hands and said warmly, "Aozawa-senpai, today's lunch is a fried pork cutlet lunchbox."

"Oh, thanks."

Aozawa took the lunchbox from her hands, smiling, "It's great to be back at school and to be able to eat Shouko's homemade lunch every day."

"I'm happy to make lunch for you, senpai."

Hojo Shouko answered truthfully, she never thought that just making a lunch for someone would bring such a sense of satisfaction.

Hiding all her thoughts in the lunch, expressing her ideas through it.

This is her way of relieving stress.

Of course, she knows that in such an implicit way, Aozawa-senpai couldn't possibly be aware.

At most, he'll just compliment that the lunch is delicious and made with care.

As long as there's such a compliment, she would be satisfied.

"Goodbye."

Aozawa took the lunchbox and left from the window.

Hojo Shouko still stood there, staring out the window at nothing.

Natsuka Yanagimachi, seeing her like this, waved the mask in front of her and said, "Shouko, it's time to snap out of it."

Hojo Shouko responded calmly, "Natsuka, I never zoned out, just admiring the scenery outside."

"Sigh, I really don't understand your thinking. If I were you, I'd boldly take a leap."

"Hearing that come from Natsuka's mouth has absolutely no credibility."

Hojo Shouko bluntly exposed her friend's paper tiger talk, "Natsuka, have you ever confessed your feelings to anyone before?"

"Umm, umm."

Natsuka Yanagimachi was flustered by the sudden question, her face turning red, "I just haven't met a senpai I fancy yet. When I do, I'll definitely confess bravely.

Probably."

She added a line, feeling a sense of loss in her heart, thinking the September midday breeze outside wasn't so hot anymore.

At the window, the two shadows reflecting on the ground were vaguely like two dogs in the cold winter, huddling together for warmth.