Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 627 - 625: Armchair Strategist
After bragging, Aozawa arranged today's Kendo club training, and then went to calm the fragile heart of Ayatsuki Ayaka.
Unlike the adventures he shared with the Kendo Club members, he told Iroha stories with a calm demeanor, without embellishing the danger and excitement too much.
He just needed to answer truthfully, there was no danger, and the enemy he encountered was taken down with a single punch.
Aozawa had to reassure Iroha, rather than make her worried about his experiences.
Then there was the class monitor.
As for Tetsuji, it was a common understanding between guys, a simple "I'm fine" would be more effective than a thousand words.
The window that a First Division soldier broke through yesterday had already been replaced today. Each window looked brand new, and there were no traces of shattered glass on the ground. Everything seemed to have returned to normal.
However, the curious gazes of classmates and the occasional hushed conversations proved that everything hadn't returned to status quo.
In two or three days, it might be back to normal.
People have strong adaptability, and their attention to topics is weak. As long as something more sensational emerges online, it easily covers the previous hot topic.
But to Aozawa's surprise, the cooling period of the topic was shorter than he had expected.
After the first class in the morning, TikTok was dominated by breaking news that on the way to the Imperial Palace, the Minister of Finance Matsui Kengo had been assassinated by remnants of Funahashi in the Imperial Palace Outer Garden.
Prime Minister Kochou quickly ordered the First Division to be stationed in the Imperial Palace Outer Garden and announced the temporary closure of the garden, prohibiting anyone from entering.
As for when it will be reopened, it depends on official announcements.
"There have been a lot of assassinations recently."
Aozawa sighed.
Phoenix Academy Maggie crossed her arms, recalling her mother's words from last night. She understood that events appearing to be the work of Funahashi's remnants might actually be orchestrated by her mother.
Using this as an excuse to eliminate the conservative cabinet leader while fulfilling the plan to close the Imperial Palace Outer Garden.
Stationing the First Division at the Imperial Palace Outer Garden also demonstrated trust in newly promoted officers—a strategy that truly hit three targets with one move.
Phoenix Academy Maggie couldn't help but praise her mother's brilliant strategy.
"Maggie, what are you thinking about?"
"Not telling you."
Phoenix Academy Maggie snapped back, flashing a playful smile.
She would never reveal matters involving her mother's secrets to Aozawa.
...
Bunkyo District, within the University of Tokyo Hospital.
In front of a VIP single room in the inpatient department.
The hallway outside had a cool tone, exuding the metallic feel of a science fiction movie. Opening the door, the interior was completely different, featuring a cozy home atmosphere, like a suite in a five-star hotel.
Warm golden decor, walls with LCD TV, leather sofas and glass coffee table, along with a very upscale wardrobe, bathroom, and toilet.
Only the patient on the bed could prove this was a hospital room.
Morimoto Chiyoda walked at a leisurely pace, looking at the very weak Frans, and said, "Good morning, Professor Frans, you look quite spirited."
"Thanks to you, I'm still breathing."
Frans's reply was slower than usual, as he had just undergone major surgery, and his typing speed was significantly reduced.
Morimoto Chiyoda stepped forward, picked up a chair, placed it by the bed, and sat down, crossing her legs. She said, "Could you trouble yourself to tell me if you have any conflicts with the Black Cat Commando Team?"
Frans avoided her gaze, focusing on the screen, typing with his right hand, and pressing the enter key. A lively girl's voice filled the room, "No, I have no conflicts with the Black Cat Commando Team.
But based on my prior investigation, there's an Indian executive in Institute No. 47 who might be connected to people from the Black Cat Commando Team."
Hearing this, Morimoto Chiyoda sighed, saying, "Do you still suspect they want someone to kill you?"
"I've been applying to The White House to investigate matters related to Institute No. 47. In their eyes, I must be a very obstructive presence."
Frans typed this sentence, and his right hand started typing again. Morimoto Chiyoda didn't rush to speak but waited to hear what he would say next. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
"Miss Morimoto, I know this may sound unbelievable. But truth is often absurd, and if there truly are no problems with the institute, they wouldn't fear my investigation."
"Professor Frans, if I may be blunt, it's not just Institute No. 47. If you wanted to audit the CIA's expenses, I believe you would face substantial obstacles."
Morimoto Chiyoda shook her head.
Judging Institute No. 47 by these standards is obviously unreliable.
In the United States, which department could withstand a financial audit?
How many planes investigating US military base budgets haven't crashed before? Could they all be related to the Different World?
"However, this incident involves the Black Cat Commando Team. I've received orders from above to thoroughly investigate. You just rest easy."
Morimoto Chiyoda could guess the mindset from above—the real problem isn't in wanting Frans dead, but in who's trying to kill him.
If it turns out that the Indian executive from Institute No. 47 conspired with the Black Cat Commando Team, it indicates that the other party is an Indian spy.
The upper echelon doesn't mind using Indians but is concerned about employing spies from India.
She got up and headed outside, stopping and turning her head before leaving, "Professor Frans, during your last audit of Brilliant high school, did you identify any suspicious individuals?"
"Three people."
"Who is it?"
Morimoto Chiyoda immediately pursued the question.
Professor Frans knew she wanted to verify his words, so he promptly typed and pressed the enter key.
"Phoenix Academy Maggie, Takahashi Saeko, and Furusawa Kyoichiro. I think it's necessary to investigate them."
Upon hearing the names, Morimoto Chiyoda shook her head, basically confirming this professor was the type of scholar who only talked theories on paper.
There wasn't even Aozawa's name on the list of suspects.
If Aozawa were on the list, his hypothesis might hold some credibility; without it, it was basically paper-level theorizing.
Even Angel Envoy stands right before him, and he can't recognize them.
"Just focus on your recovery."
Morimoto Chiyoda stepped out of the ward, closed the door behind her, and instructed the person guarding outside, "Don't let any further accidents happen to him."
"Director Morimoto, rest assured."
The two Action Division members nodded in unison.
For this type of protective duty, it's not Intelligence Division personnel executing it, but entirely left to Action Division members.
Morimoto Chiyoda continued outward, and upon reaching the hospital entrance, the phone chimed. She took it out and answered the call.
"Hello, Okayama, did you find anything?"
"We've already captured the person who attempted to assassinate the Minister of Finance; his name is Nishize Daisuke, previously a member of Funahashi Hikoshiro's bodyguard team.
This assassination attempt was intended to retaliate against the current cabinet."
"Haha, calling it 'retaliation,' it's clearly intended to further expand Kochou's influence in the cabinet."
Morimoto Chiyoda let out a cold laugh.
She suspected Kochou's shadow was behind this affair.
Yet the existing evidence wasn't enough to point to Kochou, even if they were the biggest beneficiary of this event.
"Forget it, let's conclude with this."
Morimoto Chiyoda didn't want to dig deeper; as long as Nishize Daisuke insisted on his actions, it's fundamentally impossible to uncover the hidden inside story.
His status was as Funahashi Hikoshiro's trusted follower.
It's somewhat reasonable for someone so loyal to commit such acts.
Morimoto Chiyoda now wanted to prioritize investigating that Indian executive and resolving Professor Frans' matters.
"Okay, I heard there was another case related to the Different World in Osaka, where several people witnessed heads floating on the streets at night."
"Send someone to check whether it's true or false."
"Alright."
After hanging up the call, Morimoto Chiyoda walked to the Bugatti Veyron, pondering over the pile of work waiting for her, and sighed slightly in her heart.
Quickly solving it to ensure timely office hours.
Morimoto Chiyoda's way of slacking was to solve things on hand with the utmost efficiency, avoiding piling them up together to form a mountain of intimidating documents.
...
After the four morning classes, Aozawa walked through the bright sunlight, taking a detour to the side of the club building, where he saw a girl's upper body leaning out from the Guzheng Club's window.
The voluptuous fruits seemed ready to fall to the ground under the influence of gravity, making the onlookers want to help support them.
"Aozawa-senpai, hurry over here!"
Natsuka Yanagimachi waved urgently, her excitement evident in her expression.
Aozawa stepped forward and teased, "Did you take a stimulant?"
"Stop the idle talk, quickly tell me about your adventure yesterday. How many people did you defeat?"
Natsuka Yanagimachi had held back from asking about it over the phone, specifically for a thorough inquiry today, her eyes almost sparkling.
Seeing this, Aozawa could only recount the Kendo Club's version to her.
From her expression, it was clear she anticipated a thrilling adventure.
"Oh! Oh!"
Natsuka Yanagimachi was so excited that she lost her normal speech function, only able to scream.
Her eyes were wide, shining with a worshipful gaze, "Aozawa-senpai, you're amazing, just like a movie's main character!"
Beside them, Hojo Shouko inquired with concern, "Aozawa-senpai, did you get hurt?"
"Of course not, with my skills, the pursuers were no match. I easily dealt with them."
Aozawa immediately demonstrated some martial moves, not very complex techniques, but always accompanied by a resonant fist sound, proving the power.
This commotion made Natsuka Yanagimachi clap enthusiastically, "Amazing! Aozawa-senpai, let's take a photo, then please sign for me!"
"Summer Flower, you're too exaggerated, but I'll fulfill your wish."
Aozawa had never signed anything for anyone, but he wouldn't refuse Natsuka Yanagimachi's request.
