Fubuki looked at the absurd yet real scene before her, feeling her worldview crumble.
Was this still her proud, powerful, and arrogant older sister?
"What are you standing around for? Come in!"
Tatsumaki saw her sister hadn't moved for a while and huffed impatiently.
A familiar pale green Psychokinesis instantly coiled around Fubuki outside the window, pulling her directly into the room without a word.
With a 'bang,' the door was roughly shut by Psychokinesis.
Fubuki was pulled in so bewilderedly, she didn't even have time to sort out her chaotic thoughts before her sister pressed her into an empty seat beside the barbecue grill.
The rich aroma of roasted meat mixed with the malty scent of beer, combined with the inexplicable aura of a group of S-Class Heroes, made her head spin even more.
"Come, let me introduce you."
Tatsumaki let out a satisfied burp, extending a slender finger to point at Han Sen beside her. A hint of boastfulness and sweetness, which made Fubuki's heart pound, appeared on her pretty face, flushed red from alcohol: "This is Han Sen, my... my man!"
Rumble—!
A series of nuclear explosions went off in Fubuki's mind. She stared blankly at her sister, then at the calm-faced man, feeling all the sounds of the world drift away from her.
Her confused little brain then remembered that she had indeed seen Han Sen before and had even tried to recruit him into the Fubuki Group.
But that wasn't important!
"And then..."
The tipsy little Tatsumaki was completely different from her usual self, seemingly oblivious to her sister's An expression about to collapse. She drunkenly pointed at Saitama and Genos: "Nah, this is Baldy, and this is his sidekick."
Finally, she pointed at the expressionless King: "This one... Oh, no need to introduce King, you definitely know him."
King: "..."
Saitama, with a stick-figure-style face, roared with Sharp Fang and a head full of black lines: "...Don't just call people Baldy, you brat!"
"And don't think I won't hit you just because you're Han Sen's girlfriend... Hmm, I can let him hit you! I have a name, I'm Saitama!"
"That's right, Miss Tatsumaki, given your impolite behavior of calling Sensei 'Baldy,' I reserve the right to file a complaint with the Hero Association."
Genos, beside him, immediately added seriously: "And I'm not a sidekick, I'm Sensei's disciple, Genos."
Saitama: ???
You brat, do you have to repeat it?
Tatsumaki heard this and gave them both a beautiful eye-roll: "Tch, whatever."
However, their protests clearly had no effect on the already drunk Tatsumaki.
Of course, it would be even less effective with a sober Tatsumaki.
King: "..."
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Fubuki listened to the chaotic introductions, feeling her head throb as if it were about to explode.
She didn't want to deal with anything right now; she just wanted to know what had happened in these short three days!
...
...
Late night.
After several rounds of drinks, the atmosphere in the room grew even livelier.
"Burp..."
Tatsumaki let out another satisfied little burp, almost completely melting into Han Sen's arms like a lazy kitten being petted comfortably.
Her small face was flushed, her eyes had begun to glaze over, and she was still mumbling nonsense.
On the other side, Fubuki wasn't doing much better.
Under her sister's forceful insistence, using the domineering reasoning of "You're my sister, how could you not drink?", the extremely proud Fubuki also downed bottle after bottle of ice-cold beer.
Under the influence of alcohol, the deep-seated reverence she usually held for her sister was temporarily suppressed.
But the price was a heavy head and light feet, and the world before her began to spin and double.
Yet, she still held onto her last shred of clarity, refusing to show any weakness in front of her sister, especially in front of that man.
"...I... I can still drink..."
She shakily raised the almost empty bottle in her hand, her tongue somewhat tied, but her voice remained stubborn.
"Tch... You?"
Tatsumaki glanced at her disdainfully.
Although she was also nearing her limit, as an older sister, she absolutely could not lose in terms of aura to her younger sister.
Hmm, her figure had already been blown to smithereens, and there was no comparison in terms of superpowers, so she could only win back a round in drinking capacity!
(Fubuki: ???)
"Watch... watch closely!"
Fubuki gritted her teeth, tilted her pale neck back, and prepared to chug another mouthful to prove her strength with action.
"Alright, alright, stop drinking, both of you."
A slender, powerful hand reached out and, without question, took the bottle from Fubuki's hand.
Han Sen was also getting a bit fed up with the competitive sisters.
Although both were espers, excluding their superpowers, their physiques were weak.
If they kept drinking, they'd probably both end up in the hospital for stomach pumping.
"You... who are you! Give me back my drink!"
Fubuki looked at Han Sen with blurry, drunken eyes. The alcohol amplified her emotions, making her instinctively want to snatch back her bottle.
"Don't you remember? Didn't Tatsumaki just introduce me?"
Han Sen chuckled lightly, completely ignoring her hostility.
With his other hand, he naturally and skillfully pulled the almost-sleeping Tatsumaki in his arms closer, adjusting her to a more comfortable position.
This action was so practiced and natural, openly displaying a sense of possession.
As it fell into Fubuki's beautiful eyes, she froze.
Catalyzed by the alcohol and stimulated by the scene before her, a strong pale blue Psychokinesis surge erupted from her entire body, her superpower going berserk on the spot!
Whoosh—
King's baseball cap was instantly blown off, caught by Genos with quick reflexes, and he quickly turned to thank him.
"You... you bastard!"
Fubuki suddenly stood up from her seat, the superpower light surrounding her fluctuating violently. Her fair fingers pointed directly at Han Sen, and she questioned loudly: "What did you do to my sister!?"
Boom—!
A violent Psychokinesis erupted, causing the tables, chairs, pots, and pans in the room to shake violently under this force, emitting groans of protest.
"Hellstorm!"
Fubuki let out a clear shout, pushing both hands forward fiercely.
Psychokinesis transformed into a rapidly spinning pale blue storm, sweeping towards the man who sat as steady as a mountain!
This was her signature killing move, a Psychokinesis storm that could easily tear a heavy truck into pieces!
However, this Psychokinesis tornado, which she considered infinitely powerful, seemed to enter a realm of absolute stillness when it approached within three meters of Han Sen.
Without violent collisions or energy clashes, the raging Psychokinesis storm was as if it had been gently erased from the material plane by an invisible hand.
It instantly dissipated into nothingness, without even a ripple.
"...Huh?"
Fubuki was stunned.
Her attack... was actually neutralized so easily?
"Is that all you've got?"
Han Sen shook his head, a clear disappointment in his voice: "You're far worse than your sister."
"..."
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