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These words caused a stir in the crowd, and more agents, realizing what had happened, couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines. The lower-ranking, younger agents could only ask again, "Senior, that girl's name is Ye Huayin? Who is she?"

So the seniors started teaching the juniors a lesson. It turned out that the US military had been closely monitoring several "huge threat" targets with military satellites and had a grasp of their every move. The most representative figures among them were Yujiro Hanma and Oliva, both of whom were powerful enough to stir up world unrest on their own... But Kanon was not among them... cough cough, she was a member of the reserve list!

"I heard that the US military considered adding her to their surveillance list, but firstly, Ye Huayin has not shown any dangerous tendencies; secondly, her background is too astonishing. Whether it's the Takakaze family, the Suo family, or herself, offending these major corporations would be very troublesome; thirdly, she is the Sea Emperor of the Chinese Martial Arts Province, and China is not within the US military's sphere of influence. It's only because Japan is subject to the US that we are under relatively strict surveillance..."

"Waaah, the rise and fall of the empire is a sorrowful thought!" Well, with Hanon's identity, even the US military doesn't dare to touch her, let alone these greenhorns from the Japanese Special Service. Plus, their old friends stirred up painful memories, so they all shifted their regret at not being able to deal with Bando to their resentment at Japan being taught a lesson by the US for decades.

Of course, there were also some less excited young people who remained calm. After hearing about Hanon's deeds, they looked on with longing: "Ye Hanon, strong, beautiful, and from a good family, such a perfect person must have no worries..."

Who said that? Kanon is having a problem right now!

After watching the group of idiotic agents leave from the entrance of the infirmary, I ran into a few more idiots inside the infirmary... and they were all acquaintances of Hana.

Bando's hand had been taken over by Eiichi, and he was currently being "interviewed" by Retsukai and Katsumi. Although they didn't know Bando, all martial artists are one family, and the two very familiarly asked him "What is it like to fight Miyamoto Musashi?" By the time Kanon saw them, the three of them were already communicating smoothly like old friends.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Hanon felt her blood pressure soaring when she saw this scene: "You lost the bet, didn't you promise not to challenge Musashi?"

"Hmm..." Retsukai responded, but his tone wasn't so firm. This upright man rarely said a few smooth words: "Precisely because we have no chance to challenge Musashi, we want to ask for more insights and experiences. Although it was Bando who gave the information, it's better than nothing. Once we transform and absorb it into our own knowledge, we will definitely be able to use it next time."

"Pah!" Retsukai was utterly inept at lying, and Hanon saw right through his insincerity, angrily rebuking him: "Brother Retsu, being brave and aggressive is not a fine tradition of Chinese martial artists. A general dies in a hundred battles, and prolonged battles inevitably end in defeat. Besides, Miyamoto Musashi's strength is undeniable; you are no match for him. What's the point of seeking humiliation and death?" She pointed at Bando's bandaged hand: "What 'can be used next time'? I think it should be 'can be used next time'! Be careful your hand gets chopped off by Musashi too!"

She even scolded Katsumi a few times: "Brother Katsumi, I'm not trying to be mean, but your master, Doppo, is no match for Musashi. Does that mean you've completely surpassed your great adoptive father? Wait until you can defeat the 'God of War' in three or two moves before you talk about challenging Musashi! If you're itching to spar with a strong martial artist, you can come find me anytime... um, once a week, no, once a month, how about that?"

Hanon didn't dare to speak too definitively, who knew if Katsumi would come to challenge her every day? The way she lectured and bargained at the same time was quite cute. Retsu Kaioh and Goji Katsumi couldn't help but laugh: "Miss Hanon is really good at bargaining when faced with challenges."

"Oh, I've gone to so much trouble to protect you all, how could you bear to let me down..." Hana's face turned red, and in her excitement, she actually managed to squeeze out a few tears, which startled Retsukai and Katsumi. Even Bando and Eiichi were stunned—Ye Hana's strength was unparalleled in this era, and she would be considered a top expert in history. Everyone had seen her bleed, but this was the first time they had ever seen her shed tears.

It was only then that everyone realized that Kanon was actually a young girl.

"Please don't be offended, Ye Haihuang. We will abide by the bet and will not challenge Musashi." Retsukai quickly stated, and Guji Katsumi nodded in agreement.

Hua Yin wiped away her tears and said hesitantly, "I don't believe you, you...you have to sign a written agreement!"

Hey, plan works! With her ability to manipulate muscles to the limit, it's not hard for Hana to squeeze out a few tears.

Author's note: It's a bit late, but I'm here anyway.

Section 818, Chapter 809: Guardian Angel Headquarters Izou?

By squeezing out a few half-real tears, Kanon successfully obtained written agreements from Retsu Kaiou and Guji Katsumi. Both Retsu Kaiou and Guji Katsumi were known for their integrity and would not break their promises. Now, all she had to do was inform Tokugawa Mitsunari about the matter and tell that old scoundrel not to actively instigate Retsu and Katsumi to challenge Musashi. In that case, Kanon would have successfully protected the two of them.

Hanon skipped off to find Tokugawa, her mood wonderful. Being gifted meant she could do whatever she wanted—tear ducts, voice, prostate—she could control them all! Ah, the prostate seems like something from a past life…

But soon, Hana stopped in her tracks. Just like when she bumped into the group of special agents in the infirmary, she bumped into another familiar face, a senior she hadn't seen in a long time.

"Uncle from headquarters?"

……

Meanwhile, deep within the Tokyo Dome's underground arena, in the very place where Tokugawa Mitsunari used to receive guests, Miyamoto Musashi was not by his side; instead, another powerful figure faced Tokugawa.

"Wow, you've grown taller again..." Tokugawa Mitsunari looked up, feeling a slight soreness in the back of his neck. The giant in front of him was probably over 2.4 meters tall, definitely a contender for the world record: "I can see that you've gotten stronger too, Jack."

That man was none other than Jack Vanma. He and Eiichi had become best friends and were always inseparable. Moreover, he certainly wouldn't miss such a major event as Musashi's participation in the battle.

Despite being praised by Tokugawa, Jack was not happy: "Everyone knows this principle: larger people are stronger than smaller people. Increasing one's size is increasing one's strength. However, people believe that size is determined by genetics, so they only train their skills and do not try to change their size."

Tokugawa Mitsunari's eyes gleamed: "You're in good shape. It seems your injuries from fighting Pike have largely healed?"

“That was me in the past. Now, I’m looking further ahead,” Jack said. “Two meters and three inches tall, two hundred and one kilograms. That’s the maximum size I can achieve while maintaining my athletic ability.”

Tokugawa interjected, "And what about Dr. Ei's modifications?"

"And then there's Dr. Ying's modifications." Jack's attitude had subtly changed; when talking about Ying's alterations to his body, he seemed less resistant: "I'll stake everything I have on this challenge against Miyamoto Musashi!"

"This..." Tokugawa hesitated unexpectedly. Could it be that Musashi's bloody performance today shocked him? Or was he being pushed out by the special operations department to take the blame, and felt resentful? In any case, Tokugawa did not immediately agree to Jack's request, but said, "I thought you would challenge Pike first after you became stronger."

"If you can find Piccolo, I wouldn't mind fighting him again."

Jack's counter-question left Tokugawa Hikaru speechless. After Pico was defeated by Kanon, a major debate arose about his future fate. However, before the votes on "sending him back to the salt flats to continue his slumber" and "accepting him into modern society" were completed, Pico mysteriously disappeared—easily defeating the guards and vanishing silently into the vast world. Now, no one can find Pico, let alone fight him.

Left with no other option, Tokugawa Mitsunari had to tell the truth: "To be honest, Jack... there's someone who doesn't want you to fight Musashi."

"Who!" Jack's eyes widened like saucers, his voice booming, "Who is it!"

……

"Uncle from headquarters, you said you were going to 'protect' everyone?"

Kanon was dragged to watch the match by Retsu Kaioh as soon as she woke up in the morning. The match ended in the afternoon, and there was still plenty of time. So Kanon said goodbye to Retsu Kaioh and the others, and then left with the headquarters. The two of them strolled around the streets of Tokyo, chatting and relaxing.

However, the topics of casual conversation turned out to be quite serious.

“Yes, I want to protect everyone from Musashi, including you, Hanane.” The commander glanced sideways at Hanane, waiting for her reaction.

Hanon didn't fall into deep thought, but was a little surprised: "Uncle, are you sure you can do it? Miyamoto Musashi is very powerful. He severed Bando's hand without hesitation today. I don't want him to cut off your hands and feet as well."

"Heh, little Hanane, you are a special kind of warrior." The headquarters laughed: "If it were Baki, Jack, or Retsu Kaioh, or Katsumi Guji, they would be furious and even raise their fists at me if they heard that they were to be protected by me. Only you are worried that I am not strong enough."

"Please excuse my poor performance." Huayin scratched her cheek sheepishly. "It's probably because I'm not a martial arts fanatic. I think there are many beautiful things in life besides pursuing strength and victory. We should cherish life."

Headquarters nodded emphatically: "Yes, life is precious, that's why it should be protected... You modern fighters simply cannot understand Miyamoto Musashi. So far, he has never used his full strength; he has only been experiencing as much of the fun of modern martial arts as possible. Doppo Guji, Yohei Bando, and even you, who fought him, have never truly threatened Musashi."

Hanon asked, puzzled, "What does this have to do with you protecting everyone?" The implication was clear: if everyone else couldn't beat Musashi, why could your headquarters?

"Heh, do you remember when we first met, I told you that I was a master of real combat?" The head of the unit counted on his fingers: "If fighting ability is a hundred points, you, Ye Huayin, are definitely a hundred points, no, maybe even two hundred points! As for me, Head of the Unit, my unarmed combat ability is fifty points, sixty points, at most eighty points... But if we consider the premise of 'super real combat,' and combine all kinds of martial arts, using tactics, ninjutsu and techniques, my strength will not be less than three hundred points."

"Um, do you have a Dragon Ball power level detector or something?" Kanon clicked her tongue. "It's not that I don't believe you have 300 points, but are you sure I really only have 200?" Seemingly realizing her tone was a bit harsh, Kanon added, "I'm not questioning you, I just want to hear your reasons..."

"This is just my personal opinion." Both Honbu and Kanon were good-natured people, and after talking for a while, neither of them got angry. Honbu even laughed: "When I mentioned it to Old Master Tokugawa just now, he was very surprised. I believe that if anyone else hears me speaking so arrogantly, they will be shocked and then curse me for being crazy... Kanon, your attitude is already quite good~"

"Beep—beep—" The phone at headquarters rang, and he answered: "Hello, Mr. Tokugawa... Oh, is this Jack? He knows my rules, right? Hmm... Okay, tomorrow night."

After hanging up the phone, the head of the unit smiled at Hanon: "You want to know why I can protect everyone, right? Then, go to the park tomorrow night and watch my duel with Jack Vanma."

Author's Note: My computer homepage was hijacked today. The junk code was hidden quite well, and it took me a long time to figure it out.

Section 819, Chapter 810: The Popular and the Scoundrel in the Park

Parks in Japan vary in size. Small parks are simply open spaces, while large parks are true public gardens with greenery, flowing water, and various fitness equipment, making them great places for nearby residents to stroll and relax.

Kanon had encountered the Headquarters several times in the past, sometimes in a small park, sometimes in a large park. The Headquarters wasn't too picky! But since tonight's opponent was that super big guy, Jack Vanma, a larger park would be more suitable.

"Hey, Uncle Headquarters, aren't you going to wander around looking for Jack?" Kanon greeted Headquarters from upside down on a very tall horizontal bar. Next to her, Headquarters was sitting on one of those metal frames that kids climb on, smoking.

"Jack isn't a treasure, why would I go looking for him? I think this is a good place for a battle, I'll just wait for him to come to me." The headquarters was sluggish and seemed unmotivated.

Kanon, swinging her body back and forth on the horizontal bar, said to the club president, "Uncle club president, you're not being passionate at all~ Even kids would laugh at you."

"You're kidding, how could that be..."

"Hey, don't underestimate elementary school students!"

Oh, there really are kids looking down on headquarters?

Kanon and the head of the club both turned their gazes, only to see several girls playing sumo wrestling over there, looking quite professional and full of energy.

Hanon, with her sharp eyes, immediately recognized one of the intertwined figures: "Isn't that Chio-chan? Long time no see!"

Chio Mitani is a friend that Kanon met on her way to school, but she and Kanon do not attend the same high school, and the two schools are not close to each other, so they do not always see each other. They only occasionally meet when Kanon is wandering around Tokyo.

At this moment, Chio was sumo wrestling with a short elementary school girl. This girl was really cunning. She used dirty tricks against the little girl who was two heads shorter than her. She had put a mouthful of salt water in her mouth beforehand and spat it out when they were clashing, confusing her opponent's vision. Chio took the opportunity to pick up the elementary school girl and prepared to throw her out of the sumo wrestling ring.

"Hehehe, Uncle Headquarters, it seems Chio is also a 'super practical' expert~" Kanon teased Headquarters. She has done this many times since yesterday, probably as a way of responding to Headquarters's claim yesterday that his combat power was stronger than Kanon's.

The main body remained silent, while over there, the sumo match between Chio and the elementary school girl took another turn. Chio was about to hand the little girl over to the dohyo when the little girl suddenly grabbed her chest, pulling painfully. Chio's body went limp, losing her advantage and being pinned down by the little girl.

"Hmph, you look so pathetic, no one will want you if they see you like this!" the elementary school girl said smugly.

Chio suddenly blurted out, "It's your older brother! I'm dating your older brother Ando!"

"Eh—" ×N, the people watching around, including Kanon, exclaimed in surprise. The elementary school girl was even more stunned, as if struck by lightning.

What followed was a melodramatic love story typical of teenage girls, including the unexpected appearance of Chio's best friend Manana, the conflict between friendship and new romantic relationships, and the elementary school girl's devastation because her older brother has a girlfriend. None of the others noticed Kanon; Kanon and Motobu watched the entire spectacle from the horizontal bar.

"It's quite interesting. Elementary school girls really do admire their older brothers." Kanon clasped her hands together and sighed deeply, "But when I went to high school, all I could say to my brother was 'Get lost.'"

After finishing her rant, Kanon jumped off the horizontal bar and had some other thoughts: "Two years have passed in the blink of an eye. Chio-chan has even found a boyfriend. Life is so fleeting, everything is so rushed!"

Her casual remark greatly surprised Izou of the headquarters: "I never expected that the perfect and enviable Hana-on, at such a young age, would be so sentimental about the impermanence of life and the fleeting nature of time... as if she had already lived her entire life."

"Cough cough cough..." Hanon almost choked when the head of the club, Mushin, revealed her true identity. She quickly covered up her embarrassment with a series of coughs.

Headquarters promptly handed over a can of beer: "Want a drink, you philosopher girl?"

"Alright." Hanon didn't smoke in her previous life, but she did drink alcohol. Although it's legal to drink alcohol in Japan at the age of twenty, Hanon is Chinese, and in China, eighteen is considered an adult!

"Cheers, cheers, cheers..." Taking the bottle, she downed most of it in one gulp, then let out a burp: "That was refreshing!"

It's unbelievable that, with summer almost here, the headquarters staff brought ice-cold beer. Kanon complimented her, saying, "You really know how to enjoy life, Headquarters Uncle~"

"No problem, no problem..." The headquarters said politely for a couple of minutes, then suddenly changed the subject: "Kane, you really are not suited to fight against Miyamoto Musashi."

Hanon was taken aback: "Huh? Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

Then she felt dizzy.

Was it because she hung upside down on the horizontal bar for too long that her head was congested with blood? That can't be right. Kanon has such a good physique. Even if she did a 360-degree spin on the horizontal bar for an hour, she wouldn't be unable to stand up!

Hanon tried to calm herself down, but found that she couldn't control herself at all. Waves of dizziness came one after another, and soon she even had difficulty standing.

"Uncle Headquarters?" If it's not his problem, then it must be the bottle of sake from Headquarters Izou.