Great, we're doomed now!

Therefore, the situation of slightly younger superpowered individuals like Fubuki and Do-S is much better than that of Tatsumaki—of course, whether they become heroes or monsters depends on their own choices.

Despite her seemingly rough and aggressive demeanor, this older pseudo-loli actually holds a similar position in the martial arts world to Bang and Atomic Samurai in terms of superpowers.

Click!

The unconscious Nu S was stuffed into a container. She herself did not cause large-scale damage, but in everyone's eyes, she summoned Senior Centipede, which almost leveled the entire block, so she can forget about gaining freedom for the rest of her life.

What awaits her is life imprisonment after being drained of all her intelligence, or perhaps being used as bait to lure and capture members of that evil organization.

At this point, the association had no idea who was behind Nu S; otherwise, they would never have dared to devise such a tactic of baiting and swindling...

"Lady Fubuki!" The staff member turned around and bowed deeply to Fubuki, who was standing not far away. "Thanks to you this time, the casualties in K City would have been incalculable. The association will definitely re-evaluate and rank you based on your achievements."

"That's a small matter."

Fubuki waved her hand, her face showing little joy: "I just did what I was supposed to do. Speaking of which, where are my team members?"

"They've all regained consciousness. The injured have been taken for treatment, and a few others arrived later," the staff member quickly replied. "They're all over there helping to handle the scene."

Fubuki nodded to the staff and turned to walk towards her subordinates.

As people watched her retreating figure, they began to whisper among themselves, all thinking that Hellish Blizzard was definitely going to be proposed for promotion to S-class, but they didn't know if she would accept it.

After all, her Fubuki Squad is full of B-rank heroes, and the association believes that she may be deliberately refusing the promotion offer in order to maintain the unity of the organization.

In theory, merit should be rewarded, but if the person is unwilling, the association cannot force her, so it can only compensate her financially... It just seems that the Fubuki Group is not short of money.

A modified van was parked on the side of the road. Its body was painted dark gray and looked inconspicuous, but the interior had been specially modified, including the seats, which were replaced with more comfortable luxury seats. There was even a small refrigerator and a water dispenser in the back.

— Buying a better car now is not a problem, but after considering the needs and cost performance, this large-capacity one is more suitable for the Snowstorm Group.

It's just a reinforced version of the original, with features like deformability, but no one can operate it with the precision of King or Genos, so it can't be used in actual combat yet.

In addition, Fubuki has her own car. Although she feels that she can be more approachable and would not mind riding in a van, the group members strongly insist that she have her own car.

The personal driver, "Three-Section Staff Lily," sat in the driver's seat and skillfully started the engine, while Fubuki sat in the back seat. The smart seat automatically adjusted to a comfortable angle, allowing Fubuki to stretch out lazily.

...The car slowly drove out of K City, and the urban landscape outside the window was gradually replaced by the fields in the suburbs.

"Lady Fubuki seems to be in a good mood." Lily glanced in the rearview mirror, somewhat surprised.

Fubuki opened her eyes, a hint of unease flashing across her face: "Is it that obvious?"

“I’ve been with you for so long, I can still see these changes,” Lily said with a smile. “The last time you were in such a good mood was… um, let me think.”

As she drove, she racked her brains, ruling out one possibility after another... Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck her, and her eyes lit up.

"Has Lord Kuze returned?" she blurted out.

"..."

The car fell silent for no apparent reason.

Lily waited a few seconds without hearing a reply, then couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror:

Fubuki's cheeks were flushed, her lips were slightly pursed, and her gaze was turned to the window as if she were looking at the scenery, but her expression seemed to be hiding something.

"You guessed right?" Lily asked tentatively.

"cough!"

Fubuki coughed twice, deliberately keeping her voice calm: "It has nothing to do with that... He did come back, but I just feel that now that he's back, I can finally take a break. I've been managing the entire firm during this time."

...Well, I can finally have a good rant with him.

So much work is dumped on me, and all I do is disappear for a month at a time, and I don't even say goodbye before I come back... Anyone would have something to say about a boss like that, right?

I...I'm not happy because he's back...I'm not a child anymore!

Lily smiled secretly but didn't reply.

She had experienced Fubuki-sama's stubbornness before, but the ease and joy that came from her very bones was something that couldn't be faked.

Having followed Fubuki for so long, she knew all too well what kind of person her boss was. She was assertive and decisive in public, but caring and attentive in private, though surprisingly not frank about certain things... For her age, her first love came a little late.

Perhaps because of this, she appears exceptionally naive and is easily swayed by men's sweet talk. Although she complains, as long as that person says a few words, she still wholeheartedly helps him lead the firm...

Surprisingly, she's a wonderful, supportive wife, the epitome of a Yamato Nadeshiko (ideal Japanese woman).

"It's not that I'm completely indifferent," Fubuki spoke again, this time in a much softer voice, as if talking to herself, "After all, we were... lovers, you know..."

He stammered the last few words, almost squeezing them out from between his teeth.

Lily blinked, almost bursting out laughing:

Lady Fubuki is twenty-three years old this year, several years older than me, and I never expected her to be so innocent when it comes to love.

A feeling of emotion welled up inside her for no apparent reason: the usually ruthless and decisive Hellish Blizzard could also have this side to her in private.

“Lord Kuze must have had something urgent to do to leave.” Lily carefully chose her words and spoke well of Ye Shou. “Besides, I think Lady Fubuki must hold an important place in his heart. She’s definitely not a casual man.”

Fubuki tilted her head slightly, a hint of surprise in her eyes: "You can see that?"

Qun Lili puffed out her chest, her tone tinged with pride: "I'm a master of romance."

"You?" Fubuki looked her up and down, her eyes full of suspicion.

Lily looks like a high school student...

“Although I don’t have much practical experience,” Lily quickly added, her tone a little weaker but soon perking up again, “I’m a loyal viewer of soap operas, I’ve watched at least eight hundred episodes, if not a thousand. I can still tell what kind of look a man has in his eyes when he looks at someone he likes.”

She glanced at Fubuki in the rearview mirror and continued, "The way Lord Kuze looked at you... how should I put it, it was like he was looking at something precious. I've never seen such a gentle look on an actor's face."

So I'm pretty sure he really likes you, he just doesn't like to express it as a man.

Fubuki didn't say anything, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

“And I have a feeling,” Lily said, getting more and more excited, “that Lord Kuze might have already prepared some surprise for you when he came back this time.”

"That would be wonderful if that were true!"

Fubuki reached out and patted Lily's head. Lily saw in the rearview mirror that her boss's ears were red, clearly showing some anticipation.

Lily felt a surge of excitement: This feels great, like becoming Fubuki-sama's best friend!

Girls really do need to talk about love to get closer!

I heard that Lady Fubuki and her sister have a somewhat complicated relationship. Why don't they talk about what kind of men they both like? That might help them get along better!

"Drip~"

Just then, the car's computer screen suddenly lit up and automatically switched to a live news channel.

This channel is sponsored by the Hero Association, and every vehicle in the Fubuki Group subscribes to it because it broadcasts news of monster attacks or sudden natural disasters, allowing them to quickly get to the scene.

Therefore, Lily and Fubuki's attention was immediately drawn to it—

"We have an urgent news briefing."

The female announcer's voice came through the speakers, serious but with a hint of barely suppressed excitement: "This afternoon, a sudden incident occurred in the city center, suspected to be related to the Hero Association's S-class hero 'Tornado of Terror' and..."

The scene shifts, and the footage is clearly taken by a passerby with their phone. Although it's a bit shaky, the clarity is still quite good.

On a wide road, a huge hole resembling a meteorite crater was clearly visible. The smoke and dust had not completely dissipated, and the figures inside were vaguely discernible. In the center of the crater, a green-haired woman wearing a black slit dress was straddling a man with an "ordinary" appearance. She was holding his collar tightly with both hands, and she was so close to him that she wanted to press her face against his.

This distance, apart from MMA fighters taunting each other, is only the male and female protagonists in a sadomasochistic soap opera—Lily thought to herself.

But when she saw the faces of the two main characters clearly, her pupils involuntarily contracted:

That green-haired woman was undoubtedly the Trembling Tornado, as the reporters had already mentioned, but the man beneath her—

"hiss!"

Lily's eyelids twitched, and she subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror before quickly looking ahead to avoid driving off the road.

At this moment, her heart was pounding with alarm!

In the close-up shot, deliberately zoomed in by onlookers, Ye Shou's expression was somewhat bewildered, as if he hadn't yet realized what was happening. Tornado's face, however, was captured clearly; her usually cold face was now flushed with excitement, her eyes were incredibly bright, and her lips were moving as if she were shouting something.

I could vaguely hear things like "taking responsibility" and "doing it to the end."

...It was just like a long-lost couple making a heartfelt confession.

"According to eyewitnesses, the two are suspected of having a romantic dispute. Tornado and 'God Rider' Kuze Ye Shou..." The female anchor's voice continued, and the scene cut to a few more seconds.

This time, Ye Shou stood up from the pit, probably unwilling to be pressed down there any longer. Tornado was still clinging to him and wouldn't let go, as if afraid he would suddenly run away. Helpless, Ye Shou simply reached out and picked Tornado up in a princess carry.

The world's strongest superpowered individual attempted to resist but failed. The overwhelming power difference made her appear to be sulking out of shyness. The two then flew into the sky and disappeared from view.

Lily's hand trembled, the steering wheel veered, and the car nearly veered off course and over the guardrail. Startled, she quickly steadied the wheel, cold sweat trickling down her forehead.

...A deathly silence fell over the car.

Lily opened her mouth as if to say something, but swallowed the words back, stealing a glance at the back seat through the rearview mirror—

Fubuki's expression was calm.

But the more this happened, the more cold sweat broke out on Lily's back.

Even though she prided herself on having watched over a thousand episodes of soap operas, she couldn't understand Fubuki-sama's feelings at this moment.

It's surprising that these two sisters, who look so different, have such similar tastes and aesthetics!

...Of course, for the sake of one's life, such words should never be uttered.

-

Ye Shou held the tornado and flew into the air. The city street scene shrank rapidly below him, the wind howled past his ears, and the green curly hair kept sweeping against his chin.

"Let me go!" Tornado suddenly spoke, but her resistance was much weaker.

Now that they were far from the accident scene, Ye Shou glanced down at her, made sure she wasn't going crazy anymore and had controlled her emotions, and then released her hand as instructed.

Tornado naturally didn't fall. A faint blue light emanated from her body as she used telekinesis to support herself, hovering in mid-air and facing Ye Shouping.

The most powerful superhuman straightened her skirt, which had been ruffled by the wind. The blush on her face from excitement had not completely faded, but her expression had returned to its usual indifferent state.

"That was incredibly rude of you," Tornado said, turning her face away, her voice tinged with anger. "Who gave you the right to lay a hand on me?"

Ye Shou raised an eyebrow: "You were the one who knocked me into the pit first, weren't you?"

"That's because of you—"

Upon closer examination, Ye Shou hadn't done anything wrong at all. Tornado was immediately speechless, her lips moved but she couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Finally, she glared at Ye Shou, turned around and flew downwards, with Ye Shou following behind. The two landed one after the other on a school building.

The rooftop was empty and quiet, with only the stainless steel pipes at the edge reflecting the afternoon sun. There were two benches on one side... It was unclear who this place, which was usually deserted, was intended for.