Genos, standing nearby, was about to say that he could handle anything that could be solved with money.
However, Han Sen's superpower was clearly faster and more convenient than his money-power.
"No problem, it's a small matter. I might as well remodel your home too," Han Sen said, waving his hand nonchalantly as the golden superpower light spread again, enveloping Saitama's room.
The old furniture was bathed in a gentle golden glow, and in a breath, it quickly became brand new and tidy.
The cracks on the walls caused by the previous earthquake closed up, becoming as smooth as if they had just been painted.
In less than a minute, the entire apartment was renovated, becoming clean and bright.
All the paid channels Saitama wanted were also activated for 99 years.
"Ha, they're all open...! Oh, oh, oh! I can watch this late-night channel too!" Saitama randomly switched through a few channels. When he saw a familiar paid icon light up, a brilliant smile appeared on his bald, strong-featured face: "Thank you, thank you, you've been a great help!"
"Alright, it's getting late. Let's call it a day." Han Sen yawned again, then bent down.
He first gently glanced at Terrible Tornado, who was curled up asleep like a defenseless kitten.
Her petite, girlish body exuded a faint mixture of milk and alcohol, and her rosy little face was adorably irresistible.
Then he looked at Hellish Blizzard, who was sprawled weakly on the floor with a complex expression in her eyes.
"Ah!" Hellish Blizzard let out a short gasp, her body instinctively stiffening.
She then realized that both sisters had been effortlessly scooped up by Han Sen, one in each arm.
She could clearly feel the astonishing strength and burning warmth from the man's arms, and a masculine scent, which made her heart race, lingered at her nose.
She even forgot how to react.
Han Sen said to Saitama and the others, "You all should get some rest early too."
With that, he carried the two sisters, who were strikingly different yet equally stunning beauties, turned, and walked into the luxurious apartment he had conjured, closing the door with a "bang."
Only Saitama, Genos, and King were left, staring at each other in bewilderment.
King looked at the closed door, then at himself, then at the indifferent Saitama and the pensive Genos.
He suddenly felt as if he had stumbled upon an incredible secret.
Tonight... it would probably be very lively next door!
...
...
Late at night.
On the large bed in the luxurious apartment, Hellish Blizzard awoke with waves of splitting headache.
The after-effects of the hangover made her brain feel like mush. She rubbed her temples, looking around vaguely.
An unfamiliar ceiling, luxurious decorations, and a faint smell of alcohol lingered in the air.
Memories from last night, like broken film reels, flashed intermittently in her mind.
A room full of S-Class Heroes...
Her sister's drunken appearance...
The man named Han Sen...
And his terrifying pressure that made her soul tremble with just a look.
"Sister!" Hellish Blizzard shot up, her heart skipping a beat.
She remembered losing consciousness last, and that man had carried both her and her sister into the room.
Hellish Blizzard quickly checked herself, touching up and down, and found that her long dress, stockings, and intimate clothing showed no signs of disarray or tearing; they were perfectly intact.
— Han Sen, that guy, actually didn't do anything to me...
— They're not here right now, so...
— How is my sister doing now?
The moment this thought arose, a faint but urgent psychic fluctuation, like a sharp needle, pierced her mind.
This was not language, but a superpower sense stemming from their blood connection.
It was her sister!
Hellish Blizzard's heart instantly tightened. Ignoring the dizziness from her hangover, she didn't even bother to put on her shoes, jumping out of bed barefoot.
The source of the psychic sense was exceptionally clear, right next door.
She stumbled out of the room and came to another closed door.
That cry for help-like psychic fluctuation was coming from behind the door, and it was growing stronger.
Hellish Blizzard didn't hesitate at all and pushed the door open.
The door was unlocked.
The room was unlit; only the moonlight from outside, filtering through the sheer curtains, cast dappled shadows on the floor.
In the dim light, a messy large bed occupied her entire field of vision.
Two intertwined shadows were cast on the curtains, and an enchanting, decadent aura filled the air.
Hellish Blizzard's head buzzed, completely crashing.
She stood frozen in the doorway, her hands and feet icy cold, as if all the blood in her body had solidified at that moment.
Although she couldn't see the details clearly, that petite figure, that familiar emerald green Psychokinesis glow...
Undoubtedly, it was her sister, Terrible Tornado!
And the man suppressing her sister, who else could it be but Han Sen?!
"Bastard..." Hellish Blizzard's teeth gnashed, her fists clenched tightly, her nails digging deeply into her palms.
Humiliation, anger, disbelief... all sorts of emotions churned in her chest, almost consuming her.
She was about to rush forward recklessly, to tear that man to shreds with her 'Hellish Storm,' when the psychic sense became incredibly clear at that moment.
In the vision of the psychic link, she saw her sister's small face, flushed with red and sweat, her emerald green eyes shimmering with tears, her gaze hazy and unfocused.
Her sister's body trembled uncontrollably, and her powerful Psychokinesis fluctuated wildly around her, yet it was forcefully and domineeringly suppressed by an unreasonable golden power.
"Hellish Blizzard... help me..." Her sister's voice was tearful, filled with unspeakable shame and helplessness, like someone about to be completely engulfed by a tide, reaching for the last straw.
Boom!
Her sister, who was always high above, so powerful that Hellish Blizzard never even dared to dream of catching up...
Her sister, who protected the world single-handedly, hailed as the "Hero Association's Strongest Ace," Terrible Tornado...
Was actually asking her for help!
For the first time in her life.
It was the first time in her life that she had the opportunity to truly help her sister!
An unprecedented sense of mission and responsibility exploded in Hellish Blizzard's heart, becoming an inexplicable impulse.
The lingering effects of alcohol, her sister's vulnerable appearance, and her own deeply suppressed, years-long intense desire to help her sister...
All these emotions intertwined, leading her to make a decision that even she found incredible.
Her sister needed her, and that was enough!
"Let go of... my sister!" Hellish Blizzard's clenched fists slowly loosened, and she took a step, walking with difficult yet incredibly firm strides towards the large double bed.
"Are you sure?" A frivolous, devilish whisper came to her ear. Hellish Blizzard gritted her teeth, nodded heavily, her eyes filled with a desperate resolve.
For her sister, she was willing to do anything!
Her clothes slowly slipped away, revealing a mature and voluptuous figure, completely different from her sister's.
Hellish Blizzard joined the battle!
The night was still long.
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