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Kanon greeted him first: "Officer Harada, hello there~"

"Oh, hello, Ms. Ye." Harada realized what was happening. He was extremely grateful to Hanon: "Thanks to you, you captured two death row inmates, Spek and Dorian, which has been a huge help to the Metropolitan Police Department! You're here this time... perhaps you've captured another death row inmate?"

"Not so fast." Hanon shrugged. Did they really think she was Batman? "I was visiting Kato at a nearby hospital when I heard there was a big eater here who ordered a lot of food, so I came to check it out."

“Ah, indeed, that person claims to consume 100,000 calories in one meal…” Harada sighed, then suddenly realized, “No, that person’s arrival in Japan is a secret, we can’t reveal it easily!”

“Miss Ye, please forgive me, although you are a distinguished guest of the Metropolitan Police Department, it is a secret that the person inside came to Japan, and I cannot let you in to see him.”

"Huh—what's going on?" Kanon became even more curious: "Who is this person? A high-ranking official?"

"No."

"A serious criminal?"

Harada hesitated: "This..."

But before he could speak, Hanon had already rejected the option: "Hey, how could that be? A serious criminal can leisurely order a fancy meal."

"This..." Harada was completely speechless: "In short, my authority is limited, and I cannot reveal too much to you, Miss Ye. This is a decision made by my superiors, and there is nothing I can do about it."

“My superiors—” Hanon raised her eyebrows. At first, she was just a little curious. Harada’s refusal to let her meet the mysterious diner raised her expectations. Now that he was using his superiors to pressure her, Hanon’s stubbornness kicked in: “Alright then, I won’t make things difficult for you.”

Under Harada's puzzled gaze, Kanon sent a text message to someone. A moment later, the phone rang, and Kanon handed the phone to Harada: "Please answer it."

"What the hell..." Harada was even more confused. He answered the phone, "Hello, who is this... Ah! Superintendent General Nogami!" He even gave a salute through the phone, "Yes... yes... yes! Immediately!"

Handing the phone back to Hanon, Officer Harada was incredibly shocked. He was just a superintendent, yet this girl had contacted Superintendent Nogami, three ranks above him, with a single phone call and directly ordered him to grant Hanon visitation rights... This was a bribery!

The night Ye Huayin defeated Sibek, it greatly shocked Harada. He immediately looked up Huayin's information and found that this girl, who was stronger than a human, was actually the sole heir of the wealthy Eagle Wind family. At the time, he was only amazed that the elite education of the wealthy family could reach such a level. Now he found that he seemed to have been involved in a collusion between the wealthy and the government.

“With money, one can mobilize public power. Even the Superintendent General of Police can be used at will by the big conglomerates. If this continues, the country will cease to exist!” Harada fell into a deep doubt about his life: “I thought that after decades in the police force, I had seen the darkness of the world. I never expected that the upper echelons of the police force were also so corrupt.”

Emmm, Officer Harada almost felt the Japanese traditional art of "overthrowing one's superior" burning within him, but Kanon had actually just sent a message to her friend Nogami Yuika, and then Yuika had acted cute with her father. It wasn't really something that needed to be kept completely secret, so... he let her go.

Leaving behind the disillusioned Officer Harada, Kanon pushed open the door and entered the room.

The room is now piled high with food, all kinds of red wine, steak, seafood, fruit... all of the highest quality and most delicious things, and only one person is enjoying them.

He was an extremely "broad-shouldered" Black man. Because he was sitting, it was impossible to tell how tall he was, but it could be estimated to be around 1.8 meters. As for his physique, "broad-shouldered" was a more appropriate description—he was like a big ball of flesh, with an unusually broad body, but not fat, but full of muscles. He was stronger than normal and exuded a unique aura.

The black man stopped using his knife and fork, looked at Huayin with a playful expression, and said, "It's you—Ye Huayin. I've seen your file."

"You know me?"

“Of course, you’re quite famous now. Even ‘Big Fierce’ Yujiro Hanma treats you differently.” The black man chuckled. “My name is Biscat Oliva. Not ‘the strongest man in the world,’ but ‘the freest man in the world.’”

The man named Oliva had a rich array of expressions and always seemed confident. He winked at Hanon and asked, "What do you think of me?"

"Thoughts?" Hana was taken aback. Why was she being asked such a question right off the bat? All she could say was, "You eat so much, it must be quite a sight when you go to the toilet."

Oliver's hand trembled, and the nearest cutlery, plates, and bowls shattered instantly: "Oh, what an unexpected answer..."

Hanon's lips twitched: "What were you expecting in the first place?!"

"I want to hear the strongest among the new generation of youths judge my strength." Oliva stood up, showing Hanon his incredibly muscular arms. "I was invited by a joint effort of Britain, France, Russia, and Japan to come from the Arizona state prison specifically to arrest those death row inmates. I heard Miss Ye is also dealing with them? I want to assure you, leave the rest to me~"

Putting aside the death row inmates for now, Kanon asked, "Is Mr. Oliva also a policeman? A prison guard?"

"No, I am a prisoner."

Uh... the world's freest man is actually a prisoner? That's a bit of magical realism—but anyway, this is the new world after Kanon's transmigration.

It took Hanon more than ten seconds to process the information before she started talking about the death row inmates: "Um, although I'm not particularly concerned about the capture of those death row inmates, what kind of move is it for Mr. Oliva to tell me to withdraw? What if I don't?"

Author's Note: Whew, another day's work done! Four updates tomorrow. I guess I won't be jumping off the stage so soon... but a conflict always has to happen, no matter what form it takes.

Section 637, Chapter 630: A Battle of Great Freedom

The atmosphere is very tense!

The world's freest man and the world's most powerful woman are locked in a standoff, and a battle is about to break out...?

"Haha, Miss Ye is so cute." Oliva laughed, and the atmosphere immediately became less tense. He even wagged his finger at Hanon: "Please, the police from multiple countries hired me to arrest criminals, not to fight with a good girl who stood up for justice."

You can't hit someone who's smiling, so Hanon couldn't bring herself to do it... Hmm, she crossed her arms over her chest: "Hmph, then what gives you the right to ask me to quit?"

Oliva shrugged: "Miss Ye, you've got it wrong. That was just a suggestion." He walked to the window and looked arrogantly at the city outside: "I heard that there are only three of those five death row inmates left. They're not worth making a big fuss about. It would be a huge waste of resources to have Miss Ye and I, and even other powerful martial artists, hunt them down together."

Oliva patted his biceps: "I'm an impatient person, I can catch them all in one go, so Miss Ye doesn't need to waste social resources again!"

Hanon scratched her head: "You're really confident..."

“Of course.” Oliva flashed a bright, confident smile. “I absolutely cannot tolerate anyone being more free than me!”

"Strange reason, I can't understand it." Hanon refused, "Whether to pursue or not to pursue death row inmates is my freedom. You're restricting me for the sake of your freedom? That's really the habitual thinking of Americans... As for things like wasting resources, I'm financially well-off and willing to spend money and energy on that. What's it to you?"

Oliva fell silent, and the atmosphere became tense again.

"...Phew." After a moment, Oliva let out a long breath: "It seems we still have to have a competition."

In the end, it still comes down to taking action... right?

"Hahaha—" Oliva ended the tense atmosphere with another burst of laughter. Kanon could tell that he had no intention of fighting today.

But Oliva insisted on meddling and told Hanon to mind her own business. There had to be a reason for that. He slammed his hand on the table and said, "Miss Ye, let's have a competition—a eating contest."

"What?" Hana was stunned. Comparing...comparing eating?

“That’s right. I don’t want to fight you, but I hope to persuade you to withdraw from the pursuit, so I can only find something else to compare.” Olba sat down and tied a scarf around his neck. “We met because of this meal, so let’s use this meal to settle our dispute. Isn’t that wonderful?”

"Beautiful my foot!" After a few seconds of reaction, Hanako launched into a tirade: "With our physiques so different, isn't the result of comparing appetite obvious? And why does it have to be appetite?"

"Well, there's food right here, so we've decided to have a eating contest."

"...As expected of you, Oliva, you're so free!"

“Well…” Oliva hesitated for a moment, “How about we have a weightlifting competition? Unfortunately, I came to Japan in a hurry and didn’t bring dumbbells or a barbell, so I can only use what’s available in the house…”

"It's all your strong suit, so how about we have a cat's cradle contest?" Hana raised her hands, waving one at Oliva to stop him from continuing, and rubbing her forehead with the other, looking quite helpless: "Well, actually I'm not good at cat's cradle either... If we have to have a contest in a hurry... okay, let's have a contest of eating."

Oliva beamed with delight: "Oh, Miss Ye agreed? That's wonderful! This meal is going to be delicious! Actually, I've already eaten something, so maybe you'll have a chance..."

"Don't be so happy yet," Hana said. "Comparing our eating capacity is unfair to me, so I'm asking to find an outside helper."

Oliva, however, wasn't stupid. He shook his head and said, "It would be very unfair to me if Miss Ye brought a sumo wrestler."

"Don't worry, I'm not as shameless as you, only knowing how to bully delicate girls." Hana said seriously, "Mr. Oliva, how much do you weigh? You must weigh around 150 kilograms, right? I'll find an outside helper, and the two of them together will weigh about the same as you, that way it'll be fair."

The two of them weigh a combined 150 kilograms, so wouldn't they only be able to find a fat woman or a man of average build? Oliva still had that much magnanimity: "Alright, Miss Ye's suggestion is indeed quite fair."

"It's good that you agree~" Hana picked up her phone.

When she was on the phone, she had to turn her head away because she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. Even though she had the ability to freely control her muscles, Kanon was having a hard time holding it in!

Instead of contacting Oni-no-yama of the Sumo Association, or Kono Haruo of Super Japan Wrestling, Kanon directly mobilized Japan's most terrifying fighting force—high school students!

To be precise, she's a high school girl. I know one of those girls whose appetite and weight are completely disproportionate!

"Oh, Kanon, you're so good to me~" Half an hour later, Hibiki Sakura sat down at the table with a beaming smile: "It's summer vacation and you're still thinking of treating me to a free meal. The restaurants around here are all very famous, and the food is really good, ahh, ahh..."

The unconventional eating contest had just begun, and Oliva, sitting opposite Hibiki, had only one question in his mind: "This Japanese girl with pigtails looks quite ordinary, why does Miss Ye value her so much?"

His intuition told him things weren't simple, but since all the rules had been agreed upon beforehand, Oliva had no reason to object. He, Oliva, wasn't some stepping stone; if he lost a tasting contest to a pretty young girl, even if there were two of them, he wouldn't be able to justify it!

Officer Harada was acting impartially, Kanon was conserving her energy, while Oliva and Hibiki Sakura were eating diligently. Plate after plate of food was served and disappeared, soon piling up into a mountain. Hibiki was eating happily, but Oliva was sweating profusely.

"Unbelievable... What's wrong with this girl?" Oliva was increasingly shocked as he ate: "Is her stomach a four-dimensional space? She's just an ordinary girl, yet she's been eating with me for so long without losing. I've never seen a woman who can eat so much."

Hibiki, however, simply enjoyed the food, even laughing out loud when she ate something delicious: "Mmm, mmm, so good, oh hahaha..."

Gradually, even Officer Harada, who was watching from the sidelines, began to break out in a cold sweat: "Where did Hanane find this female glutton? She can eat so much! So, the friend of a monster is also a monster?"

Oliva is a monster, and Sakura Hibiki is a monster too. In Officer Harada's eyes, the two of them are like giant monsters fighting over prey... Ah, Taotie! The Chinese monster is called Taotie, isn't it!

As Harada watched in horror, the eating contest drew to a close. Oliva, who had already eaten some food, now faced a formidable challenge from Sakura Hibiki. Against such a powerful opponent he had never encountered before, he ultimately... emerged victorious.

After all, it's Oliva! As expected of Oliva! Oliva is definitely not a stepping stone!

However, although Oliva was the winner, he was terrified: "It was terrible, it was terrible. I was only one-tenth full before, but now I am nine-tenths full. This is even after deliberately choosing foods that are not very filling and controlling the pace of eating. If I were like this girl, I might be the one who collapsed."

Previously, Kanon had only let Hibiki come over to freeload, and Hibiki didn't take the so-called "match" seriously. He ate whatever he liked, which resulted in him consuming too much stuffy food. The fact that he could fight against Oliva, who was using "tactics," to this extent based on his "talent" was already quite amazing.

"Waaah, I can't eat anymore, Kanon." Hibiki had already become a chubby little pig, her eyes were squinted into slits. Although she could probably still eat a few more bites if she held on a little longer, Kanon didn't want to force her: "You did a great job, thank you."

With a pat on her little head, Kanon sat down at the table: "Mr. Oliva, what about me?"

Author's Note: I originally intended to finish the eating contest in one chapter, but I realized that it would almost be an extra chapter by then. I'll eat first and continue this afternoon. Have a good appetite everyone at noon!

Section 638, Chapter 631: Oliva, Fading Away!

While Hibiki and Oliva were "competing," Kanon was warming up on the sidelines. After so long, she was very hungry, so she decided to continue the eating contest with Oliva.

"Hmph, then let's go... hiccup." Oliva's tone was somewhat guilty, but how could he admit defeat at a time like this? He still had a little bit of appetite left, so he would gamble that Hanane wasn't a gluttonous monster like Hibiki Sakura!

With a confident air, Hana gracefully gestured, "Please~" and then reached for her beloved hamburger.

Oliva took a sip of water to moisten his stomach and then continued eating, tearing into his steak.

Kanon's appetite is indeed far less than Hibiki's. Despite her outstanding fighting skills, her appetite has always been within the normal range. Even if Oliva only uses the last bit of his strength, Kanon will have a hard time resisting.

About ten minutes later, she did feel a little full.

"Heh, hehe... hiccup." Oliva was also a little overwhelmed, but he was very happy because Kanon's condition was similar to his own, which meant that Oliva's appetite was indeed far greater than Kanon's. After a person is full, they can actually push their limits a little further and eat a few more bites. Even if Oliva eats one percent more food than normal, one percent of that is still far more than one percent of Kanon's!

"The outcome... hiccup... is decided." If possible, Oliva didn't want to push his limits any further. He began to persuade Kanon: "Eating any more won't change anything. I... hiccup... won. Let's stop here."

"...Burp!" Hana couldn't help but burp too; her poor little stomach had really been tormented.

But Kanon didn't give up: "No, I can continue."