Throwing a contemptuous glance at Kyoko, Johnson looked at Catherine and nodded in response: "No problem. Where are the transport vehicles? I can hand over the goods at any time."
"They're parked in the police station parking lot..." Catherine paused, processing his words, "Wait, you can hand them over at any time? Do you actually have those weapons on you?"
"You could say that." Johnson stood up, "You can think of it as a superpower."
"That's wonderful!"
Though Catherine hadn't witnessed it personally, she had heard about how Johnson had used his superpower to save many police officers' lives, so she wasn't surprised.
But when the group arrived at the parking lot and Johnson activated his Stand ability to reveal the "Private Arsenal" he had obtained from Kingpin — filling half the parking lot with various types of energy weapons — even this competent A-City commissioner was completely dumbfounded.
"It's all here."
"Th-th-this..."
Recovering from her shock, Catherine forgot her composure and immediately ordered her subordinates to load the weapons. Her gaze toward Johnson grew increasingly heated.
It seemed that if this man gave the slightest nod, she wouldn't mind if something happened between them.
'Hmph!' Behind them, Kyoko narrowed her eyes, silently cursing in her heart: 'Dogs!'
Hmm?
Sensing the young police officer's rich inner thoughts with his psychic abilities, Johnson couldn't help but turn his head slightly.
I haven't even done anything yet. Why are you cursing me too?
As if I'd let you get away with it. I won't be insulted for free, I have to deserve it!
Well, time for my Special SSR Card:
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FANTASY CARD: How to Shut a Woman Up from Below 101
CARD TYPE: Special Card
RARITY: SSR
┌─ SYSTEM DESCRIPTION ─┐
You know that annoying woman who's clearly in love with you and is a tsundere who keeps getting upset about every female molecule that brushes against your body? Well, make this woman happy for just $69.69, special cash discount!
┌─ PRIMARY FUNCTION — HEAVEN BLISS ─┐
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┌─ SECONDARY FUNCTION — TENTH OVERLOAD ─┐
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┌─ TERTIARY FUNCTION — SHOCK TREATMENT ─┐
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┌─ QUATERNARY FUNCTION — GREAT SAGE, ABOVE HEAVEN ─┐
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The night passed without incident.
Click—
Half-asleep, Saitama heard the sound of a door closing outside and drowsily pushed open his bedroom door.
"Oh, it's Johnson. Were you busy until now?"
"Yeah, had some minor business that kept me busy all night." Johnson replied, placing a bag on the table, "I brought you breakfast. Come eat after you've washed up."
"Smells so good!" Saitama sniffed and immediately perked up, "Got it, I'll go wash up right away!"
When seeing Catherine off in the morning, she had mentioned that commendations and promotion orders from headquarters were already on their way.
Previously, due to seniority issues, the department head couldn't promote Johnson despite being willing to do so. With this latest achievement, however, he would receive at least a two-level promotion.
Johnson didn't care much about these matters. His positions as both civil servant and hero provided certain conveniences, but they weren't everything in life. With his current strength, obtaining or enjoying anything was remarkably simple.
What truly distinguishes humans from other animals is the ability to control one's desires.
Those who can't control their inner desires mutate into oddly-shaped monsters. Though their strength might skyrocket — instantly jumping from small fry to Dragon-level — in front of Saitama's fist, it makes no difference.
As a young professional with a steady income, free time, good looks, and extraordinary abilities, Johnson had no interest in such a foolish transformation.
He wasn't Garou, abandoning his humanity to become a monster.
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Z City, train station.
A tall figure with fair skin stepped off the newly arrived high-speed train. Her black shoulder-length hair and the hem of her deep green dress fluttered in the wind. Her face was as beautiful as an angel's, while her figure was devilishly curvaceous.
"Isn't that 'Blizzard of Hell' from the 'Psychic Sisters'? She's actually come to Z City!"
"What a cool lady! I've seen on the news that she and her sister, what's-her-name, Tatsumaki, are both heroes!"
"Actually, Fubuki is the younger sister! You fake fan!"
"...Eh? With a figure like that, she's the younger one?"
Ignoring the murmuring crowd around her, Fubuki had long grown accustomed to being the center of attention.
Her emerald eyes surveyed the surroundings, and she lightly snorted.
"As expected from the lowest-ranked city — even the infrastructure is considerably behind." After this brief assessment of Z City, Fubuki gracefully walked down the platform, her elegant figure disappearing at the exit.
Leaving the station, she boarded a waiting taxi.
Crossing her slender legs, she rested her face on one hand and instructed, "To the police station."
The driver, who had been reading a magazine while waiting for customers, was caught off guard when this coldly beautiful woman entered his backseat. Momentarily overwhelmed by her noble aura, he stammered, "Y-yes, miss! I-I-I... We're off!"
The taxi burned rubber, leaving a trail of thick smoke and tire marks as it shot forward at full speed.
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Ten minutes later.
The veteran driver overtook cars left and right, cutting through rush hour traffic to deliver his passenger to the police station entrance in record time.
"M-miss, mission accomplished. The police station is right ahead!"
"Nice driving, uncle." Fubuki uncrossed her legs and used her psychic power to float a 10,000-yen bill toward the driver, "Keep the change as a tip. Thanks~"
"N-not at all, serving you is my honor... Oh, she's already gone." The uncle driver clutched the money in his hand, his gaze following the enchanting figure as she walked into the police station.
Inhaling the lingering fragrance in the car, his earlier excitement faded. After a long while, he drove away with the demeanor of a frost-bitten eggplant, feeling utterly forlorn.
Clearly, tonight this city would have one more heartbroken soul.
Police station lobby.
Fubuki stood with her arms crossed. When the receptionist failed to respond, she raised an eyebrow and lightly tapped her fingers on the desk.
Tap Tap Tap—
The mesmerized duty officer snapped back to reality. He hurriedly wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and straightened his back as if injected with adrenaline.
"Hello, miss! I'm Duty Officer PCZ9421. Do you need administrative services, information, or would you like to file a report? I'm at your service!"
"I'm looking for someone." Fubuki's gaze scanned the officer information on the wall, settling on a handsome male officer's ID photo, "Him, right there."
The duty officer looked closely, his eyes immediately filling with jealous flames, "Hmm... Johnson!? ...One moment, I'll contact him for you."
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Special Affairs Section.
Ring Ring Ring—
The phone on the desk rang. Kyoko skillfully twisted her slender waist, using the momentum to roll her office chair smoothly to the desk, and answered.
"Hello, Special Affairs Section."
The receptionist's voice came through the receiver: [This is the front desk. Someone is here looking for Section Chief Johnson.]
"Another visitor?" Kyoko frowned, muttering quietly, thinking back to the busty woman who had visited just yesterday.
Her feminine sixth sense was going wild with warning signals.
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