Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 621 - 619: Aozawa: I’m Not Cheating, Just Have Slightly Better Hearing

Hoo.

The sound of the wind roared past her ears as Maggie lay on Aozawa's back, her hands wrapped around his neck.

The breeze that brushed past her face dispelled the heat lingering from indoors, while Maggie's large eyes anxiously scanned the surroundings.

With Aozawa's superior physical capabilities, the fences set up by the residents seemed non-existent, as they posed no obstacle to his movements.

Occasionally, helicopters flew overhead, yet Aozawa always managed to duck under buildings or hide beneath trees in advance, thereby avoiding detection by the soldiers onboard.

He could always manage to avoid the police patrolling the streets as well.

When performing these maneuvers, Aozawa seemed incredibly smooth, like an assassin breezily navigating with a cheat map, encountering no obstacles in his path.

Maggie was both fearful and intrigued by what she saw. She leaned close to his ear, asking with a hint of excitement, "Do you somehow know where the enemies are?"

Her words, whispered close to his ear, felt like a warm breeze penetrating Aozawa's mind, yet he remained unfazed and said, "Maggie, this is the power of my all-seeing, all-hearing capabilities.

It's not boasting to say that even before encountering anyone, I can hear their footsteps, including the thumping of your heart."

Hearing this, Maggie felt her cheeks flushing and lightly punched his shoulder while playfully scolding, "Why are you listening so closely, pervert!"

Her remark made Aozawa want to retort, but he decided against it, fearing that the lady on his back might become too embarrassed.

Aozawa swiftly passed through the residential area, left Ayase, broke through the police encirclement, and chose routes that continued through residential zones.

Since most residents were at work, these streets were far less crowded than commercial areas, allowing him to pass through easily by timing it right.

He found an unoccupied house and bent his knees slightly, leaping to the second floor like a monkey climbing a tree.

Entering through an open window into a bedroom, his eyes quickly scanned the room; it seemed quite ordinary, with bookshelves full of textbooks and a neatly arranged study desk, probably belonging to a disciplined student.

Aozawa moved to open the door.

Outside was a small living room, with two other rooms and an open bathroom door, half-closed but separated from the bath by a glass sliding door.

Seeing the bathroom, Maggie's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly patted his shoulder, saying, "Quick, let me down!"

"Alright."

Aozawa crouched down, glanced at the time, and said, "If you want to take a bath, now's the time. Don't worry about anyone coming in.

By now, it's past noon, and they likely won't return until four or five o'clock."

"How do you know?"

"Young lady, it shows you don't know the world, nor the regular working hours of employees."

"As if you ever worked a day in your life."

Maggie retorted, striding toward the bathroom. Given the opportunity, she did need a good bath to wash off all the sweat from her body.

Aozawa kindly reminded her, "A hairdryer can barely dry large clothes, but smaller items should be fine."

"Don't peek!"

Maggie diverted the topic with this comment, but she secretly remembered his advice.

Aozawa shrugged and said, "That's unfair. Do I look like that kind of person?"

"Who knows what hidden intentions you might have."

She huffed, then entered the bathroom.

Shutting the door, she locked it with a flick of the wrist. Maggie started undressing, ready to shower.

Meanwhile, Aozawa didn't idle outside.

Of course, he wasn't planning to peek; the shadow under his feet extended, positioning a Shadow Soldier at the door to alert him as soon as Maggie emerged.

That was the task he'd assigned the Shadow Soldier.

As for him, he took advantage of the time to swiftly assess the current situation and determine the best moment to act.

After all, having such an open opportunity to be alone with Maggie wasn't common.

With the situation not being too critical, Aozawa didn't want to immediately resolve all issues.

Shadows enveloped his entire being.

At the same time, another Shadow Soldier lay in wait outside, watching the stairs to prevent the homeowners from returning prematurely.

He immersed himself in the Shadow World, navigating Tokyo while using his catalyst sensing ability to observe the external situation.

...

"Who was it that said they could catch Maggie within an hour?

How long has it been now, with no word at all? It's just two underage high school students; how troublesome can they be?"

Funahashi Hikoshiro was furious, yelling at his subordinates.

There was no trace of Kochou, and even Kochou's daughter couldn't be caught.

According to the intelligence he received, it was just two students who escaped, with even the bodyguards Kochou had assigned there already apprehended.

He simply couldn't comprehend where the two students could be hiding.

Or was it an issue with the people under him?

A flicker of doubt crossed Funahashi Hikoshiro's mind, while the major general on the other end of the call wore a forlorn expression, "Minister of Defense, it's not that I'm not searching earnestly, but I simply haven't found anything. The Metropolitan Police Department's officers are sluggish,

and we're limited by the number of soldiers in the First Division."

The major general certainly couldn't shoulder this blame himself, so he deflected it onto the Metropolitan Police officers, claiming it was they who were careless and dragging their feet.

Not his problem.

Funahashi Hikoshiro's face was exceptionally grim as he said, "Don't limit your search to Ayase. Sweep through the entire Adachi District for me.

Also, have the police department print wanted notices for Maggie, Aozawa, and Kochou, labeling them all as dangerous criminals. Anyone who provides accurate information will be rewarded fifty thousand ten thousand yen.

For capturing them alive, the reward is 200 million yen, and if they're dead, just 100 million yen."

Considering the unreliable relationship between the Metropolitan Police Department and Morimoto Chiyoda, Funahashi Hikoshiro decided to rally those dangerous figures gathered in Tokyo's underground world, using a high bounty to get them to work for him.

"Hi."

The Major General immediately replied.

...

The phone call ended.

Funahashi Hikoshiro sat back down in his chair, rubbed his temples, feeling a wave of irritability in his heart.

Until Kochou was captured, he was always worried that unexpected situations might occur.

Unlike Emperor Shinjin, who has been an emperor for generations, even losing doesn't pose any danger, at most, he would retire as an idle emperor.

Funahashi Hikoshiro couldn't do that.

If Kochou turned the tables, the kidnapped Funahashi family members would be doomed to die without a burial place.

He would also be labeled a traitor, reduced to a prisoner.

After a brief contemplation, Funahashi Hikoshiro dialed the phone number of the Metropolitan Police Department Director.

"Hello, Director Okayama, I wish to talk to Minister Morimoto, regarding Aozawa's crimes, I'm willing to grant amnesty, as long as he hands over Phoenix Academy Maggie."

"I will convey your words to Minister Morimoto."

Okayama Buji replied briefly, then ended the call, sitting in his seat, letting out a long sigh.

"What a mess this is."

In the morning, he was thinking about how to stop Funahashi's military approach, by the afternoon, he was working for him.

He picked up his phone, and dialed Morimoto Chiyoda's number.

After two rings, the call was answered.

A soft, alluring voice came through, "Okayama, what's the matter?"

"Funahashi wants to see you, says he's willing to pardon Aozawa's crimes, just hopes he can hand over Phoenix Academy Maggie."

"Heh, I can't influence Aozawa's thoughts."

Morimoto Chiyoda leaned back against the chair, crossed her legs and said, "Expecting him to hand over the beauty to save his life is impossible."

"Hey, what has this country become?"

"How is the current country any different from before?

Not really, just the person on the seat changed from Kochou to Emperor Shinjin.

I'll tell you, that move is quite clever."

Morimoto Chiyoda shrugged, she originally thought Funahashi Hikoshiro wanted to violently overthrow Kochou and establish a military government in Japan.

If that were the case, it would truly be a crisis shaking the nation's foundation.

But he merely invited Emperor Shinjin out, to put up a grand political show.

Causing little turbulence to the lower levels still.

After all, compared with the ages of the imperial lineage, the prime minister system is hardly worth mentioning.

"Is Prime Minister Kochou really out of options?"

"Hard to say, that woman is definitely a power monster, wanting her to relinquish power is harder than having her die."

Morimoto Chiyoda couldn't guess what Kochou planned to do next, but she could understand that Kochou was certainly plotting something in the shadows. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Funahashi Hikoshiro is merely getting a head start; whether he can hold it later is truly uncertain.

"Right now, we don't have to rush to contact Funahashi Hikoshiro, just listen to Emperor Shinjin's orders, not Funahashi Hikoshiro's orders.

Anyway, without news from Kochou now, it's impossible to come after you for listening to a traitor's words afterward."

"I know."

Okayama Buji replied.

Morimoto Chiyoda proactively hung up the call, looking at the computer screen in front of her, her heart pondering, even the CIA had no news.

Kochou's hiding place is nothing other than U.S. intelligence agencies or other foreign intelligence agencies.

She leaned towards the former.

...

Kanagawa Prefecture, Yokosuka.

An ordinary-looking burger joint's second floor, northwest, contains a reception room, decorated no different than a reception room in a high-end office building.

Not matching the burger joint's decor, but fitting the burger joint's underground work.

This burger joint is the location for the U.S. Seventh Fleet's naval intelligence agency, specializing in anti-foreign spies, countering the CIA.

As for why even the CIA is countered, that owes to the peculiar mechanisms within the United States.

The relationship between various departments is a total mess.

For example, as long as the CIA can achieve its mission, it doesn't mind setting up teammates.

Thus, the Seventh Fleet uses military secrecy as an excuse, keeping things confidential from everyone, including the President.

Even Commander Walter of the Seventh Fleet at the time couldn't guarantee knowing everything.

He didn't want to pry into those things, taking a sip of red wine from a high glass.

The sound of knocking on the door rang, Walter put down his wine glass, and said seriously, "Come in."

The door opened, the hood was taken off, and a young lady stepped in, "Good afternoon, Commander Walter."

"Mrs. Butterfly, have a seat."

Walter said with a serious expression.