Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 623 - 621: Distorted Possessiveness
Returning to the temporary hideout apartment, Aozawa stood in the living room, the shadow under the stairs withdrew, and the Shadow Soldiers guarding the door returned to his shadow.
Aozawa hummed a tune, walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took out a can of drink. ๐ณ๐๐ฒ๐๐จ๐๐ฏ๐๐๐ง๐๐น.๐ฐ๐ผ๐
With a pop, he pulled the tab on the orange juice, gulping down a mouthful of the icy drink, feeling refreshingly satisfied.
Sitting down on a chair, Aozawa picked up his phone from the table and browsed through short videos on Douyin.
The hottest short video now naturally was about Funahashi Hikoshiro's coup d'รฉtat.
Regarding Emperor Shinjin's governance, most Japanese and foreign netizens held a bystander's curiosity.
A small number truly believed the country would become better under Emperor Shinjin's leadership.
Some also said, however bad it might get, it couldn't get much worse.
Regarding the whereabouts of former Prime Minister Kochou, netizens let their imaginations run wild, some believing Kochou must have fled abroad.
Others suggested she was hiding at a US military base.
Some speculated conspiracies, thinking Kochou had already been secretly killed by Funahashi Hikoshiro and his people, but they claimed her disappearance to avoid the stigma of a prime minister's murder.
A swipe of Aozawa's finger revealed three wanted notices issued by the Metropolitan Police Department.
Phoenix Academy Kochou, Phoenix Academy Maggie, Aozawa.
Seeing his face on the wanted poster, he broke into a smile, amused to be one of the people on the list.
Unfortunately, the bounty only amounted to two hundred million, which seemed a bit low.
He clicked into the comments section, curious about who wanted to strike it rich.
The bathroom door suddenly swung open, and Phoenix Academy Maggie stepped out briskly. Her golden hair, though tidied, still appeared charmingly messy, with hints of water drops clinging to it.
Her already fair skin was porcelain-like after the shower, brilliantly white and flawless.
Her cheeks blushed faintly, like a tired worker unexpectedly glancing up to see the evening glow on the urban horizon, exuding an arresting beauty.
Aozawa was momentarily stunned; this post-shower look of a girl perfectly fit his aesthetic preference.
"What are you looking at?"
Phoenix Academy Maggie noticed his intense stare and felt a hint of shyness. Her gaze dropped downward, seeing his body's reaction, and she immediately punched him on the shoulder, "Pervert."
Rather than a reprimand, her tone was more teasing, snapping Aozawa back to reality with a shrug, "I'm a normal high school guy. It's only natural to react to a scene like this."
"Ugh."
Phoenix Academy Maggie showed a very disgusted expression, saying, "I don't want to hear your lame excuses."
Even so, she didn't move away from Aozawa, naturally leaning closer, "Is this our wanted notice?"
"Yep, we're valuable now, two hundred million."
"Humph, Funahashi is so stingy."
Phoenix Academy Maggie snorted disdainfully; just two hundred million. If a bounty hunter tried to capture her, she wouldn't even need to lift a finger. She'd just offer double the money to make them work for her.
"Yeah."
Aozawa replied with a cheerful tone, enjoying the scent of the bath lotion emanating from Phoenix Academy Maggie, pleasantly fragranced.
Phoenix Academy Maggie noticed his actions but didn't comment, her earlobes faintly reddened, pretending to be oblivious. She even leaned a bit closer, tucking her hair behind her ears, exposing her slender neck to someone's gaze.
She swiped Aozawa's phone screen, switching to the next short video.
Although she had her phone with her, it seemed the young lady had forgotten about it at that moment, opting to share Aozawa's phone to watch short videos together.
...
They rested until four in the afternoon before Phoenix Academy Maggie and Aozawa decided to leave the house.
Before leaving, she memorized the address.
Once the crisis was resolved, Phoenix Academy Maggie resolved to repay what she consumed here by a hundredfold.
After all, drinking beverages and eating snacks without the owner's permission could already be considered theft.
If she didn't repay a hundredfold later, she wouldn't be able to overcome the barrier in her heart.
Aozawa carried her, quickly heading to the safe spot Kochou provided, a property situated in Adachi-ku Kitasenju.
Relying on Catalyst Induction, Aozawa maintained a low profile, sneaking to the location like an invisible man, even taking a detour to ensure no one was secretly watching.
While on Aozawa's back, Phoenix Academy Maggie felt as if not just the police, but even passersby were invisible, with a sense that nobody was around the entire Adachi District.
"Your hearing is really impressive."
Laying on his ear, Phoenix Academy Maggie complimented him, Aozawa looking pleased, "Of course, I'm an Angel Envoy."
"The weakest one."
"I'm just too young."
At this point, Aozawa bent his legs, leapt over a two-meter-high wall like a monkey, landing in the courtyard.
It was a courtyard with a strong Japanese style, featuring a pond made of bluestone and a rockery, alongside a grove of bamboo.
The traditional house appeared directly in front.
"Put me down."
Phoenix Academy Maggie whispered in his ear, her hands firmly grasping his shoulders, reluctant to leave.
Aozawa didn't squat down quickly, instead lowering himself slowly, savoring the burden on his back a bit longer.
Phoenix Academy Maggie didn't hurry him.
In truth, she very much enjoyed the sensation of lying on Aozawa's back, but now that they had arrived, there was no reason to continue staying like that.
She stood on the ground, tidied her clothes slightly, and smoothed her hair with her hand to ensure her appearance.
Aozawa tilted his head and said, "Someone's coming."
"Don't worry, as long as nothing happens outside, this place is very safe."
Phoenix Academy Maggie spoke up.
...
Soon, a person appeared in their sight. He looked young, seemingly twenty-seven or eight, standing at one meter eighty-nine, dressed in a black suit.
He saw Phoenix Academy Maggie and Aozawa standing in front of the pool, and after a brief shock, he smiled and said, "Miss, it's so good that you're alright. Who is this?"
"Nagai Kyoryu, why did you betray the Phoenix Academy?"
Phoenix Academy Maggie immediately raised her eyebrows, her expression exceptionally cold.
Nagai Kyoryu was slightly surprised and hurriedly said, "Miss, I am always loyal to Madam."
"If you are truly loyal, how could you not recognize Aozawa here by my side? We're all on the wanted list on TikTok."
Phoenix Academy Maggie exposed his lie.
The smile on Nagai Kyoryu's face gradually faded, and he sighed, "Miss, you really shouldn't say such things.
If you follow me obediently, you won't feel any pain."
"I really didn't expect you to do such things. How much did Funahashi offer you?"
Phoenix Academy Maggie secretly clenched her fist, knowing well that the human heart couldn't withstand tests.
Yet this speed of betrayal was too fast, indicating that prior to this, he already harbored disloyal thoughts towards Phoenix Academy.
Nagai Kyoryu let out a light laugh, swept his gaze across Phoenix Academy Maggie's cheek, and laughed softly, "Miss, you know.
Since I was very young, I wondered why there are such beautiful women like Madam in this world.
And why are there such cute girls like you, Miss.
And why can't I have both of you?"
At this, Nagai Kyoryu's face turned somber, and his eyes were filled with a cold glare as he said, "It's because of my lowly status.
How could a retainer of the Phoenix Academy do such things?
I had always repressed those thoughts, but now the circumstances are different.
Miss, I no longer want to be a retainer of the Phoenix Academy, do you understand?"
"If it were out of ambition, I would still regard you somewhat highly, but for such reasons, it's truly disgusting."
"Haha, thank you for the compliment."
Nagai Kyoryu maintained an elegant smile on his face, a look that can only be revealed when he's fully in control of the situation.
Phoenix Academy Maggie also understood why the other party appeared so composed. Nagai Kyoryu's father and grandfather were both from the Phoenix Academy, and he was raised by his mother to be a capable guard.
Despite his young appearance, he had studied one of the seventy-two excellent skills, the Iron Sand Palm, at the Shaolin Temple in a certain Eastern Great Nation.
Using intense flames to burn iron sand, flipping it back and forth with bare palms as if with a spatula in a wok.
Nagai Kyoryu's strength was beyond doubt.
"Can I kill him?"
Aozawa turned his head to ask Phoenix Academy Maggie's opinion as if the two had finished talking.
"Hehe."
Nagai Kyoryu let out a light laugh, as if he had heard something amusing.
Phoenix Academy Maggie shook her head and said, "Better not do such things, just disable him."
It wasn't out of regard for what the other party had done for the Phoenix Academy, but rather she didn't want Aozawa to hold the memory of beating someone to death with his bare hands.
Killing, in her view, was not a good memory.
"Alright, I'll listen to you."
Aozawa shrugged.
This nonchalant attitude annoyed Nagai Kyoryu, like a powerless clown jumping around before him, not posing any threat.
But such a clown, oblivious to his own situation, was really annoying.
His eyes widened, his face erupted with a murderous intent, as he lunged forward, fingers closed tightly, aiming thunderously at Aozawa's chest.
The other party seemed petrified, making no moves at all.
Nagai Kyoryu's eyes brimmed with mockery.
Bang!
A muffled sound echoed, Nagai Kyoryu's blow shredded Aozawa's school uniform top, but the muscles beneath felt as hard as iron, unmoved.
The transmitted recoil caused some numbness in Nagai Kyoryu's right palm, his gaze startled, now realizing this young man's strength far exceeded his imagination.
Giving him no retreat, Aozawa turned and struck a cannon fist straight into his chest.
Boom, he felt his ribcage shatter, and his whole body was launched back with his feet off the ground, leaping over the hallway, smashing the wooden sliding door, revealing the living room inside.
Aozawa shook his body, the shards of his top falling, exposing his solid chest muscles.
Phoenix Academy Maggie looked at the muscular contours of his body, feeling dry-mouthed, quickly averting her gaze, fearing she couldn't resist the urge to squeeze them.
Damn, this physique was too unfair.
She thought, quickly reasoning that it was no longer safe to remain here, and leaving was the only option.
