「Ti flew by.」
Afternoon classes, training at the Kendo club, dinner at ho, and then the start of the night run.
After completing an hour of night running, Aozawa felt that the fatigue wasn’t as intense as it was in the beginning; he was gradually getting used to the pace.
Maybe it’s ti to pick up the speed.
He twisted off the cap of the mineral water and gulped down a bottle, replenishing the fluids he had lost, then tossed the empty bottle into the trash can.
Aozawa was sweating profusely from his run, yet his expression showed not a trace of weariness, his eyes bright and energetic.
It was ti for Black Kite Aozawa to co online.
He scanned the park with his X-ray Ability, made sure no one was around, entered a small grove, hid his phone, and transford into Black Kite, soaring into the Tokyo night.
The colorful neon lights were enchanting, but in the darkness beyond the neon, cri was brewing.
Aozawa spotted a cri in a small alley.
「...」
Rumi Yoshizawa was in a panic.
As a graduate of a third-tier university, Rumi Yoshizawa also worked in a third-tier small company as a clerk.
The salary was low, and the work was tiring.
Her only respite was to visit the nearby tavern, where she’d listen to the conversations of others while slowly sipping her drink to relieve the pressure from the day’s work.
But Rumi Yoshizawa never imagined that reality would even deprive her of the right to enjoy such a simple drink.
Fearing trouble if she stayed out drinking too late, Rumi Yoshizawa usually chose to leave the tavern early, ensuring she was only slightly intoxicated.
She thought such caution would be sufficient, but she was still threatened by a criminal.
"Don’t, let go of !"
"Stop pretending! Wandering around at night like this, aren’t you just trying to seduce ?"
As the man said this, his right hand landed a heavy slap across Rumi Yoshizawa’s cheek, the force sending her sprawling to the ground.
A sour pain and a chilling sensation washed over her.
Rumi Yoshizawa lifted her head, only to see the tall, heavyset man in front of her looking especially twisted and ferocious.
The blow had snapped her back to reality.
Given the difference in their sizes, there’s no chance I can fight back.
"Please, you’re right. Let’s not be hasty. Can we take things slow?"
While she softly soothed the criminal’s emotions, she stealthily dialed the ergency number on her phone.
Seeing her sudden cooperation, the man’s expression grew even more disdainful. "You bitch! You only behave after getting slapped. Stop playing innocent."
"You wear a short skirt and black stockings just to attract n, right? Don’t be fooled by my appearance; I’m actually quite talented in that departnt!"
"YES, YES."
Rumi Yoshizawa put on her insincere work smile. The mont the call connected, she imdiately shouted, "Police! I’m in the alley two streets south of Gorou Tavern!"
"Soone is trying to assault ! Please hurry!"
"Understood, miss," the voice of a police officer ca through the phone.
Rumi Yoshizawa said to the man before her, "If you don’t leave now, the police will co. I advise you not to ruin your life."
"You think you’re too good for , you bitch?!"
Kobayashi Teito roared, "My life is already ruined! I’ve lost all my money in the stock market!"
"I’m going to jail either way!"
"Today, I’m going to fucking have you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Kobayashi Teito began to unbuckle his belt, assuming a defiant stance, determined to have his way that night no matter what.
Rumi Yoshizawa turned deathly pale with fear.
She realized she was wrong; not everyone could think rationally.
Impulsive criminals like this are more easily swayed by the emotions of the mont.
Rumi Yoshizawa thought for a mont and decided to give up resisting.
"Please, don’t be angry," she said, her tone shifting again from forceful to pitiable. "I was just kidding. You can do whatever you want."
She saw the handle of a knife protruding from the man’s shirt pocket; it was clearly a fruit knife.
If I continue to act resolute, I might anger him, potentially provoking him to stab in a fit of rage. It would be better to adopt a low profile and endure a beating.
She began to undo her buttons.
"What kind of skill is there in bullying a woman? Let be your opponent."
The deep, magnetic voice was so pleasant that Rumi Yoshizawa subconsciously stopped undoing her buttons. She looked up to see a tall, blond man walking in from outside the alley.
He had an imposing stature, and his face, with its sharp, clear lines, was like a statue of the War God Ares carved from granite.
However, his skin was so white it was almost translucent, and his eyes were so cold they seed to penetrate deep into one’s soul, exuding an eerie and seductive aura.
It was hard to definitively categorize him as male.
"Who are you?!"
Kobayashi Teito bellowed, pulling a fruit knife from his pocket. He had no thought of fleeing; instead, he wanted to take down this man who clearly looked like a success.
The world won’t allow a man more formidable than to exist!
"Dio."
The contrast between his black bodysuit and his flamboyant golden coat and trousers was stark.
The man crossed his arms and twisted his waist, striking a pose that was both confusing and sohow oppressive.
As he tilted his head, his cold gaze pierced through his golden hair, straight into Kobayashi Teito’s heart.
A tinge of fear flickered in Kobayashi Teito’s mind, making him subconsciously want to retreat.
Then he rembered his current state of having nothing to lose. What else is there in the world to fear? If I can take soone down with , it would be worth it.
Kobayashi Teito could see the abdominal and pectoral muscles beneath the man’s black bodysuit. These were muscles that only those who worked out regularly could develop to such an exaggerated extent.
But those gym rats don’t understand; muscle, no matter how tough, can’t stop a knife.
"Die!" Kobayashi Teito roared, charging forward.
That kind of rigid bulk is just for show; he can’t possibly move fast enough to dodge my knife. Just one strike, and I can turn this seemingly successful man into a whimpering loser on the ground. To trample him, to ravage him, to listen to his pained cries would be a pleasure far greater than sleeping with a woman!
"Danger!"
Rumi Yoshizawa shouted instinctively. Her concern only intensified the distortion in Kobayashi Teito’s heart.
Won are despicable creatures, only caring about looks, physique, and money! I’ll prove that real n don’t need those things—all they need is strength!
The fat on Kobayashi Teito’s face, no longer showing its usual greasiness, now reflected the sa ferocity as his eyes.
The blond man before him seed petrified, frozen in that strange pose.
As they were about to collide, Aozawa ntally uttered, THE WORLD! and activated his Ti Suspension Ability.
A grey filter swiftly engulfed the alley.
The man’s ferocious expression was frozen within the grey filter; his distorted malevolence posed no threat in the stilled world.
With his X-ray Ability activated, Aozawa quickly examined the man’s internal organs. Then, using Telekinesis, he seized the hand holding the knife, twisted it around, and plunged the blade directly into the man’s heart through a gap in his ribs.
The entire process took less than three seconds before ti resud its flow.
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