Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week

The next day, Morimoto Chiyoda left her home on time.

This weekend wasn't a holiday. People needed to be monitored at Shinjuku station, as well as other crowded places and important locations like the Prime Minister's residence.

There was no choice but to adopt this foolish method of waiting for a rabbit to run into a snare.

According to the task force's deductions, Tritium should have died along with the higher-ups at Tokyo Electric Power Company, but they couldn't rule out the slight chance that it survived.

The lack of movement might signify that, after using its Superpower, it needed time to recuperate.

Because this possibility could not be extinguished, they still had to continue their watchful presence at Shinjuku station with the thought that Tritium might not be dead.

Ordinary people couldn't be involved in these matters, so only the task force could keep an eye on the scene.

At a time when manpower was needed, Morimoto Chiyoda felt apologetic about asking for time off just for herself.

Social obligations existed everywhere.

In the unemotional environment of Ayase Police Station, she could forcefully demand from her superiors the legal right to off-time and vacations.

Having become familiar within the task force, her thinking had changed, turning into helping out when possible.

Morimoto Chiyoda drank her milk tea, a Bluetooth earpiece in her right ear. As she sipped her drink, her eyes swept over the people around her while she quietly reported, "G1 has not found Tritium's whereabouts."

"G2 hasn't either." "Nor G3."

One after another, these reports echoed in her ear as Morimoto Chiyoda drank her milk tea. Her gaze casually swept the crowd as she quipped, "How much longer must these days continue?"

"At least another half a month."

Emily's voice came through the Bluetooth earpiece.

Morimoto Chiyoda sighed, "Truly, there's no time to rest. I thought without dealing with religious matters, the task force could relax. But as soon as old matters end, new troubles knock on the door. The tasks of humans are indeed never done before death—it truly is a profound truth!"

"We're assigned a rather easy post. Miyaji and the others have to ride around searching for that Superpower User suspected of having beast transformation ability."

Okayama Buji's words made Morimoto Chiyoda glance at the milk tea in her hand and nod involuntarily.

She strolled around Shinjuku station. Apart from the need to be vigilant about Tritium's potential appearance among the crowd, she was quite free in other respects.

Every expense here would be reimbursed by the Metropolitan Police Department, which indeed was better than Miyaji and the others running around everywhere.

"But we haven't caught any of Dio's movements for days, and the Different World is also quiet, with no movements. Can we really trust Griffith? He seems too good to us."

"Without other leads, we can only take what he says as a reference."

Emily believed what Griffith had told them, since there was no compelling evidence to refute that the information he provided was false.

But Emily did not trust Griffith as a person.

His adoration for the Milante Ancient Scripture clearly bore the mark of a zealot.

If the Hawk of Light intended to invade this world, Griffith would definitely be the first Angel Envoy to spearhead the charge.

"That's true."

Morimoto Chiyoda simply replied, thoughts of Dio's Paradise and eternal happiness flitting through her mind, which always seemed to conflict with what Griffith said. If only I could meet Dio in person.

「...」

At the same time, at the Morimoto Family's home.

Aozawa had no plans to go out. He locked the room door, drew the curtains, and arranged the barbecue and vegetables he had bought onto the kitchen counter.

The area had been cleared.

Aozawa raised his hand, using the Will-o'-the-wisp Ability to induce a hypnotic world.

The next second, ripples spread through the air. Unlike the creation of a Different Space with Hypnosis, the birth of beings that didn't exist in this world within the hypnotic world didn't attract radar attention.

Therefore, it didn't matter if he used it at home.

The cool air grew slightly heated, and the Fire Dragon Woman appeared atop the otherwise empty counter.

Beneath her were fiery red dragon scales and a springy dragon tail that showed no harm even when squished.

There wasn't a single dragon scale on her front, which glowed with a faint blush.

Aozawa used his chopsticks to place the meat onto the chest of the Fire Dragon Woman, and a sizzling sound ensued.

The Fire Dragon Woman was designed with a body temperature of two hundred degrees Celsius on her front, while having no heat underneath to prevent damage to the kitchen counter.

Her nature was to be quiet and still.

Once lying down, she would let others do whatever they wanted without moving a muscle.

Setting her nature as such allowed Aozawa to keep the Fire Dragon Woman lying there obediently, letting him barbecue at his leisure.

After arranging the vegetables and meat, Aozawa turned and continued to use Will-o'-the-wisp.

As long as Will-o'-the-wisp wasn't lifted, naturally there would be no cooldown.

Ripples formed in the air. Then, a two-meter-tall octopus girl appeared in the kitchen, her upper body resembling a human while the rest was a massive bunch of octopus legs.

Aozawa leaned back directly. He found the soft octopus legs more comfortable than any sofa, and the "pillow" behind his head was plush and yielding.

He snapped his fingers with his right hand, activating Will-o'-the-wisp again. Two Monster girls who resembled anthropomorphic cows appeared beside him.

They were exceedingly docile and obedient, following any command given by a member of the opposite sex to the letter.

"I want a cocktail."

The one on the left went to the tall glass and started producing a cocktail.

The one on the right stayed put. She could only squeeze out an ice-cold Coke.

SWISH, SWISH, the cocktail quickly filled the tall glass.

The greatest charm of creating living creatures lay right here, even more addictive to Aozawa than creating Different Spaces.

Although the Monsters in the Different Spaces were amusing when they grew enormous, he couldn't enter himself and had to play in a way akin to having someone else level up his character for him.

Creating creatures in reality, however, allowed him to enjoy king-like treatment.

He preferred the latter.

Aozawa snapped his fingers again, once more hypnotizing the world to bring forth Angels and Demons that did not exist in this world.

The Angels strummed harps, delivering music that made one forget all worries, while the Demons danced a seductive dance.

Aozawa took a sip of the ice-cold cocktail, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.

Nice.

He mused to himself, then remembered it was Sunday.

The week had gone by so quickly.

A sliver of concern suddenly crossed Aozawa's mind. What form will tomorrow's Will-o'-the-wisp be weakened to, and what ability might it have?

After some thought, he decided to cast those thoughts aside and fully enjoy the present moment.

「...」

「Monday.」

「Six o'clock in the morning.」

The alarm clock on the bedside table started ringing. DING DING DING. Aozawa reached out and slid his hand, silencing it.

He took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.

Superpower: Element Replacement.

Aozawa looked at this Superpower, his expression pensive. Element Replacement... sounds like a Superpower related to nature.

Considering it could trigger something uncontrollable, he didn't test the new ability in his bedroom.

Aozawa rolled out of bed and decided to check how much Will-o'-the-wisp had been weakened.

He used Will-o'-the-wisp. An invisible wave spread out, and a circular map quickly emerged in his mind.

The range hasn't changed. This fact allowed Aozawa to breathe a sigh of relief. Next, I need to check the power.

He used Will-o'-the-wisp to bring into existence creatures that did not belong to this world. He opened his right hand, and the air emitted a faint ripple. Then, a delicate Elf appeared in the palm of his hand.

Aozawa frowned slightly, looking at the little Elf in his hand, realizing which aspect of Will-o'-the-wisp's ability had been weakened.

I can no longer hypnotize the world as I did yesterday to produce Monster girls with unique abilities. I can only produce their appearance, and the lifetime of the creatures is clearly shortened.

What about the Different Spaces?

That thought flashed through Aozawa's mind. He casually locked onto a location and then used Will-o'-the-wisp's Hypnosis Ability on that spot. This made the ground produce an entrance to a non-existent Different Space, thus causing a Different Space to be born on the surface.

Unlike before, Aozawa could clearly feel that this Different Space was not large.

If before it was as big as Japan, now it's only about the size of Shikoku Island—approximately 18,806 square kilometers.

The only consolation is that Will-o'-the-wisp's ability to model hasn't been weakened at all.

I can still rapidly construct a very realistic and bustling city, but I can't create creatures with special powers anymore.

Now I can't make a Different Space where Monsters like the immortal Sotoku can emerge. I can create a Second-stage Terror Emperor, but it can't continue to breathe fire or produce countless Monsters; it's simply large in size.

Not bad, the range hasn't been weakened.

Aozawa reassured himself mentally and deactivated Will-o'-the-wisp's ability.

He changed into his summer school uniform and opened the door, calling out, "Good morning, Chitose."

"Hmm."

Morimoto Chiyoda was doing yoga in the living room and responded with a charming nasal tone. However, she noticed that the boy didn't react much and went straight to the washroom, walking with his back straight.

That means he's thinking about something.

Curiosity sparked in Morimoto Chiyoda. What could divert his pursuit of beauty?

Aozawa thought to himself. Now that I know the extent to which Will-o'-the-wisp has been weakened, the next step is to test the Element Replacement Ability.

Dealing with elements on the way to school or at school isn't quite appropriate. It's too conspicuous.

Aozawa decided to test its strength during lunchtime.

「...」

The morning weather was nice. It wasn't a gloomy overcast; instead, a blue, like the sky after rain had cleared, enveloped the heavens.

Ayatsuki Ayaka stood beside the window in the corridor, mentally practicing the signature move she had been taught by Circle Teachings the day before: the "surprise fall."

Tripping my left foot with my right and then letting myself fall into a boy's embrace—that's a rather difficult technique.

But Tama Chan can execute it with ease.

From an observer's perspective, even though Ayatsuki Ayaka knew that Maru had intentionally fallen, at that moment, she couldn't spot any flaw. It seemed as if Maru was naturally clumsy and adorably ditzy.

This left Ayatsuki Ayaka deeply impressed. Such a powerful move! If only I could master it, I could nestle into Aozawa's broad chest in no time.

Assuming I learn it well.

Ayatsuki Ayaka had practiced for more than a day and felt she had grasped a hint of the trick.

But I still can't achieve that natural perfection Maru possesses; I have to try harder.

Since I can no longer close the gap in intelligence with that old witch, my only chance is to outdo her in skill.

She thought to herself. The Kendo club president is leaving the club building. That means only Aozawa is left in the Kendo club now.

The president was the second-to-last to leave.

Ayatsuki Ayaka walked briskly towards the Kendo club, ready to deliver today's vegetable juice.