Shinji Ikari, the pilot of Unit-01 during the Spirit Awakening Era

Then Shinji Ikari thought for a moment, "Can I call a few more people?" This was the conclusion Shinji Ikari came to after thinking it over. After all, Shinji Ikari's current money was barely enough, and since the Totsuki Group started offering sacrifices to Himuro Kirie, Shinji Ikari was able to reap a lot of benefits. Therefore, Shinji Ikari's training expenses dropped sharply. So, although Shinji Ikari has reduced the number of missions he has taken recently, he can still afford the money he needs.

Simply put, Shinji Ikari has saved up his money! And that doesn't even include the money they got from robbing the Devil Souls!

Therefore, with ample funds at his disposal, Shinji Ikari could dedicate more time and energy to his training. In a sense, this is why Shinji's strength has grown relatively quickly during this period.

Moreover, the dishes created by these amazing chefs often bring the diners their own understanding and experience, which in a sense is a distillation of life. For a martial artist, this experience is the greatest purification of the mind. Of the three—mind, skill, and body—the training of the mind is paramount. In a sense, this is why Shinji Ikari was able to break through his limits simply by eating the food prepared by these master chefs.

Not to mention the ingredients they used were not ordinary. These ingredients, when eaten directly, would have a very good effect on Shinji Ikari's body. But now, after cooking, the ingredients were mixed together to maximize their effects, so naturally Shinji Ikari experienced even better results after eating them.

"Haha...Shinji, are you still thinking about that seafood paella?" Gin Dojima sat to the side, drinking the sake brewed by Ryoko Sakaki, feeling the impact of the alcohol on his body. Compared to the chocolate Shinji Ikari made today, Gin Dojima felt that Ryoko Sakaki's sake was indeed a bit too strong. Many weaker exorcists might not even be able to think about exorcising spirits after drinking it; they might as well just go to sleep.

By the way, Isayama Mei had some kind of lapse in judgment earlier and wanted to test if Sakaki Ryoko's sake could breathe fire. So, to Shinji Ikari's chagrin, the sake she spat out didn't ignite with her lighter. After all, according to Sakaki Ryoko's own measurements, her sake was only about 40% alcohol by volume.

However, this 40-degree liquor feels like a high-proof spirit when you drink it. It burns fiercely in your stomach, and this high temperature quickly spreads throughout your bloodstream. If you have a low alcohol tolerance, it's not surprising that you can easily drink two ounces or a full glass. The effect is amazing! But it is also very intoxicating.

Shinji Ikari's liqueur-filled chocolates are different. He adds the liqueur to whipped milk or cream, then adds a small amount of alcohol, and quickly pours it into molds while it's still slightly set. He then uses a piping bag to inject it into nearly finished chocolates, or simply pours it onto nearly finished chocolate molds. Once it solidifies, he immediately seals it with chocolate.

After a brief glance at Shinji Ikari's actions, Gin Dojima, despite not being particularly skilled in desserts, immediately grasped the key: as long as the injection amount was controlled, the alcohol content in each piece of chocolate, chocolate ball, and chocolate sandwich cookie would become completely "controllable"! After that, all that was needed was to conduct some experiments, determine the appropriate dosage, and these products could be officially launched to the market.

All forms, all grades—just imagining the possible classifications is enough to make Dojima Gin's eyes light up. After all, in a sense, this kind of liqueur-filled chocolate product can be regarded as a special "stimulant" with almost no side effects.

Previously, Mei Isayama and Emi Yusa discussed whether selling two cookies for 1000 yen was too expensive. Gin Dojima suggested 3000 yen per cookie, and not less than 5000 yen for two. Any lower, and you can forget about making money from this stuff. Even with an expiration date, who would casually take a whole bag of stimulants when using it as a "stimulant"? That's suicidal.

Therefore, the sales of these liqueur-filled chocolates will basically have several peaks, but don't expect them to become everyday consumer products. That's what Dojima Gin, as a professional, thought, and then he was slapped in the face with his own words...

Dojima Gin thinks this stuff is primarily for exorcists, but that doesn't mean everyone else can't eat it! And isn't that burning sensation all over your body exciting? Much more exciting than being drunk or tipsy! Plus, it's a dessert! It successfully circumvents the laws in many Western countries regarding the purchase of alcoholic beverages!

Add to that the aura of being an exorcist with "stimulants"! How cool is that?!

So from the very beginning, the Barbem Consortium has been investing heavily in advertising on television and the internet! They are indeed wealthy and powerful, but they also have many expenses, so they naturally wouldn't miss out on something as lucrative as this. As for whether those legendary Italian gangsters selling chocolates care, in front of a super monster like the Barbem Consortium, a few gangsters... it's meaningless if they want to care.

As a result, these liqueur-filled chocolates, which are said to cause a warming sensation throughout the body when eaten, have gained a apt nickname online: "Flaming Chocolate." They've become a must-have for young people, whether traveling, having parties, or enjoying with their partners (in a more intimate way). In short, they're incredibly popular, and sales have skyrocketed.

This influence quickly spread to Japan. The Japanese were surprised to find that in most convenience stores, the clerks knew nothing about this already famous "flame chocolate." They wondered why they couldn't buy it there, since it was something the Japanese invented themselves. After searching, they found that it was sold in some supermarkets owned by Izumo Shrine and the Totsuki Group, so they went and bought some to eat.

Totsuki Entertainment built a large-scale chocolate factory specifically for this purpose and further expanded Ryoko Sakaki's beverage workshop to meet the needs of the chocolate factory. Of course, they didn't forget to give Shinji Ikari a share of the profits.

"How could I not be thinking about it? That was a real food battle! You must have given it your all, right?" Shinji Ikari tilted his head, looking at Gin Dojima. Shinji vividly remembered that simple drunken shrimp sashimi. It was the intention of a chef determined to die, the way a soon-to-be-promoted god of war prepared it alive under the lightning punishment. His rapid breakthrough owed a great deal to that dish, but unfortunately, there would never be a second time.

"Heh..." Dojima Gin chuckled, his eyes filled with a hint of remorse. He had given it his all and lost! But after the food battle... he survived, which made Dojima Gin very emotional.

"This... isn't even their full strength?" Ayato and Asuka, standing beside him, both looked back in shock. They had just come to their senses when they saw the endless, snow-covered roof of the earth; the silent roar of tsunamis beneath waves tens of meters high; the devastating earthquakes; and the earth-shattering tornadoes that ripped through everything in their path!

Power, an overwhelming sense of power, this undeniable and terrifying power of nature was evident in the food they ate. The chef in front of them was like a boxer, delivering clean and crisp left and right hooks, easily knocking them to the ground with a single uppercut.

And this magnificent meal, in Shinji Ikari's mouth, wasn't even prepared with his full strength? Good heavens, what would the food look like if he used his full strength? Would he be swept away by a landslide or tsunami after just one bite?!

"The ingredients aren't in place, and the kitchen utensils aren't what you're used to, senior." Ryoko Sakaki put down her cutlery, her expression a mix of disappointment and excitement. The disappointment stemmed from the fact that in a kitchen she wasn't used to, using someone else's utensils, Dojima Gin was able to effortlessly create dishes with such terrifying skill—no wonder he was once the head chef! She herself had made rapid progress under the careful guidance of many graduates, but the gap between them remained as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

As for excitement, it's for no other reason than that Ryoko Sakaki is a strong-willed girl. In fact, every woman who can survive in the highly competitive environment of Totsuki Academy is strong-willed. When they see the mountain ahead, they think not of anything else, but of the direction they should take and the possibility of climbing it!

“Ryoko, caring about these things is like making excuses,” Dojima Gin said with a smile. After all, according to the concept of the Totsuki Group, a real chef is someone who can make the most delicious dishes possible under limited conditions. Complaining about equipment or ingredients is something only the most tasteless people do.

“What you say is true, senior.” Ryoko Sakaki secretly pursed her lips. Although this kitchen was where Nagase Nagisa, Shinji Ikari, and Ryoko Sakaki usually cooked, it was not large in scale, but it had all the commonly used seasonings and some Chinese seasonings that would not be available in ordinary shops, as well as basic kitchen utensils.

However, this kitchen was also used by Shinji Ikari, so most of the kitchen utensils in this kitchen were actually for making desserts. While they wouldn't be completely obstructive for Gin Dojima to use, they were still somewhat inconvenient for him.

Not to mention the ingredients. After all, during the Food Wars, both Dojima Gin and Morishita Yamato used extraordinary ingredients to cook. The finished products were naturally incomparable to the dishes made from ordinary vegetables in front of them. It was just a basic operation to make people feel nostalgic and have their memories flash by.

"In short, if you are satisfied, then I have succeeded today!" Dojima Gin raised his glass to Ikari Shinji. The amber-colored liquor brewed by Sakaki Ryoko rippled gently inside the 304 stainless steel glass.

"It's more than just delicious! Wow, Shinji, I've really made a fortune here today." The three people—Ritsuko Akagi, Maya Ibuki, and Misato Katsuragi—who were summoned by Shinji Ikari with a single phone call, were thoroughly enjoying their meal. Misato Katsuragi, her face beaming with joy, said, "This meal would have cost millions of yen, you could only smell it at most. We've made a killing here."

"Thank you for your kind words," Dojima Gin said with a broad smile. Shinji Ikari, clearly realizing he'd been shortchanged after making his request, started increasing the number of diners on his own. With more people, he had to cook more dishes, and Dojima Gin ended up preparing a whole table of food, using up all the food in his freezer that would last three or four days. His guests were practically swallowing their tongues from the food.

"A big shot is a big shot, being too polite would seem hypocritical." Shinji Ikari glanced at Mei Isayama, who was reluctantly scraping the rice pot beside him, and suddenly realized why she and Emi Yusa had become good friends—it was simply a friendship between foodies…

Although Mei Isayama understands the ways of a shrine maiden, she used to exorcise spirits with a naginata, but now she uses her claws, taking a completely martial arts-oriented approach. This is the first thing she has in common with Yusa Megumi: they are both warriors! The price of doing so, besides her muscular physique, is that she can eat a lot! Yusa Megumi is a little better off, but for Mei Isayama, who is currently going through a second growth spurt, her appetite is truly enormous.

"Thank you so much for your cooking and for the invitation." Yusa Emi politely thanked Dojima Gin beside her. She was in a daze. Others might have just appreciated the beauty and power of nature, but she had been running wildly in her own hallucination for a while. She actually felt a sense of awe for these amazing chefs.

As for thanking Shinji Ikari for the invitation, it was naturally not for any other reason. Yusa Emi was no ordinary person. After this meal, she could clearly sense how much her body had been enhanced. Although for her it was more like a kind of recovery, it was still an extraordinary situation. And all of this was thanks to Shinji Ikari. She owed Shinji Ikari a huge favor.

"I'm glad you're satisfied." One thing that Gin Dojima admired about Shinji Ikari was the strength of the friends around that little rascal. And this woman in front of him, although she hadn't really shown her power, the aura she had just revealed... Tsk... Sitting opposite Emi Yusa, Gin Dojima felt as if a sharp edge was pointed at all his vital points.

"That's settled then, it's time to pack up! Gentlemen, get out of the way!"

"Hey~ hey! Ryoko really does look like the lady of the house now!"

"Tch! Baka Shinji."

Chapter 239 Exercise

"Is this what they call the final lesson?" Ayato Kamina looked calmly at the dojo in front of him. After a few days of simple classes, apart from teasing each other with the girls in Class 3-4 every day, sweating it out on the playground and court with the boys, and then receiving training from Shinji Ikari, he had a very fulfilling and difficult life every day. "It seems similar to the dojo I went to last time."

The dojo he was referring to was, of course, the Yakuzado Hall, which had recently liberated the former demon. However, after liberating the former demon, Yakuzado had to undergo a series of training sessions with him to develop some level of synergy. This process naturally involved a large number of secret techniques from the Yakuzado lineage, which couldn't possibly be shown to Shinji Ikari and the others. So, despite paying for three days, they only stayed for one day before NERV returned.

However, Ritsuko Akagi did not intend to ask the demon for a refund, because they had collected very valuable data, far more valuable than the money, especially the incantation that appeared when the demon was released, because the demon recited it loudly, and Ritsuko Akagi collected it completely.

A result has been obtained from Ritsuko Akagi's research!

Language has power. The things Shinji Ikari shouted might seem incredibly childish, but during the test, the very act of shouting caused Shinji to simultaneously mobilize his aura and spiritual power. Even if Shinji felt that the consumption was roughly the same, the effect of the latter was far more terrifying than the former.

So, having learned the incantation, could they, in a sense, glimpse the power of En no Ozunu, the strongest Onmyoji from a thousand years ago? In a sense, they might have even glimpsed En no Ozunu's sealing spell from a thousand years ago when the demon was unsealed! That alone would be of extraordinary value.

Furthermore, after comparing the images, Ritsuko Akagi was shocked to discover something that might be quite deadly. What she found here, when compared on the computer, revealed similar patterns in both the Himuro Mansion and Minakami Village! This was incredible! No, this was absolutely terrifying…

"This is quite different..." Shinji Ikari's lips curled up as he listened to the shouts inside. Ah, this familiar feeling... Back in the Guyana Highlands, he and those two idiots, Domon and I, under the guidance of Master Asia, got up earlier than the chickens and practiced later than the dogs. Our sparring with the old man was basically the same as Yusuke Urameshi's here, getting beaten up and screaming.

Recalling past events, Shinji Ikari pushed open the door with a smile. Then, the sound of banging and Yusuke Urameshi's muffled groans as he was being beaten echoed clearly from behind the door, reverberating throughout the dojo.

"You call this training?!" Ayato Kamina shrank back, listening to the howls echoing in the air. Ayato Kamina felt a little desperate about his last lesson as an exchange student going to NERV.

"Hmm?" Shinji Ikari suddenly tilted his head, and the entire environment suddenly fell silent. "Rei, Asuka, something seems a bit off. Mei Isayama, you and Aso protect Ayato Kamina and don't make a move. I'll go first and test the waters." Feeling the slight rustling in the breeze, Shinji Ikari's expression became somewhat serious. As a strong person, there was no reason why Genkai would be completely unaware of their arrival, and the sudden silence made this place look somewhat like an ambush zone.

Shinji Ikari pulled an assault rifle from the long bag slung across his waist and quickly leaned against a pillar in front of the door. Rei and Asuka each drew their MP7 and PPK pistols, and the three prepared to launch a surprise attack while providing cover for each other. Shinji's actions weren't entirely without reason.

NERV's much-maligned intelligence department has issued a warning that with the upcoming Dark Martial Arts Tournament, various forces are becoming active, and many people are planning to eliminate strong individuals like Shinji Ikari who might affect their "business" in advance.

So he has been granted special permission to carry firearms, but Shinji Ikari jokingly said that unless it's an assault rifle, it's useless for him to carry it.

Because developing teamwork between fighters is quite difficult, Misato Katsuragi had the three of them practice using firearms together over the past few days. Judging from their joint training, they were doing quite well. As long as they didn't get too close, their ability to pull and cover each other at a distance was very good. The security department, who were the training partners, felt increasing pressure during the confrontation.

"Why are martial artists carrying guns?" A figure walked out of the corridor. She was slightly short, but you could still see some of her youthful charm in her eyes. She was staring at Shinji Ikari not far away, as if to say, "You actually intend to use this kind of fire stick to deal with me?"

“Sorry, I’ve been a bit paranoid lately.” Shinji Ikari gestured for the other two to put away their weapons. “The Dark Martial Arts Tournament is about to begin, and quite a few people have their own ideas about us.”

"Your words..." Genkai suddenly rushed forward, unleashing her full power with her Spirit Wave Fist. A large amount of spiritual light blasted towards Shinji Ikari with her densely packed punches. Simply put, this was an upgraded and enhanced version of Yusuke Urameshi's Spirit Bullet Scattershot.

"Hey! Aren't you afraid of tearing your own house down?" Shinji Ikari, his aura becoming imposing, tossed the package to his feet. Then, without stopping, he used a combination of pushing and stomping to send a series of small spirit balls flying in all directions. Finally, he raised his hand and kicked a purplish-red spirit ball he had condensed in his hand directly at Genkai in front of him.

"Crimson Ball Wave!?" Genkai narrowed his eyes and fired a Spirit Ball from between his hands. The two Spirit Balls collided and exploded into a strong storm. Fortunately, the two did not really intend to destroy Genkai's dojo. It was just that Shinji Ikari's response to Genkai's test was that he didn't have much spiritual power, so it was of course powerless.

Not having much spiritual power doesn't mean Genkai wouldn't recognize it. How could she not recognize what was in front of her? Of course not! Once upon a time, this represented the pinnacle that humanity could reach through talent and hard work, the power possessed by the strongest group of humans! "Spiritual Light Rending Fist!? Who are you to Sensui Ninja! No, I know you, Shinji Ikari! No wonder... no wonder the Onmyo Bureau placed such a heavy bet on you."

"So the esteemed Master Genkai is willing to have a good chat with a junior like me," Shinji Ikari said with a smile. He knew that his identity would eventually be exposed, or in a sense, he never intended to hide it at all.

"This is truly an unexpected situation. That giant robot... it's deadly!" Genkai stroked his chin, his expression suddenly changing. This wasn't the first time Shinji Ikari had used Holy Light; many people had seen it, and many thought it was just a silly trick played by a human robot, since no trace of it was found at the scene! What are you saying?

But now it seems completely different! This brat in front of me is anything but simple. The fall of Sensui Shinobu back then didn't just increase the power of demons and monsters in the human world; it also disheartened countless exorcists, and even…

"Are you the successor of Sensui Ninja?" After his expression changed several times, Genkai asked with a frown.

“No, that’s not it.” Shinji Ikari put his hands on his hips. “I studied under Shinichiro Honda for a while, and then one day he suddenly gave me a booklet and told me to practice by myself. And that’s how I never came back. I’m Genkai, a fan of period dramas.”

"Honda-kun?" Genkai immediately knew who Shinji Ikari had inherited his knowledge from. "This is truly unexpected. To see a disciple of an old friend here." Genkai nodded. He wasn't worried at all that Shinji Ikari was lying. Whether it was the Bureau of Onmyōryō or the Countermeasures Bureau, the little information about Shinji Ikari in front of him should have been thoroughly investigated long ago. Moreover, this sarcastic remark was clearly something Honda Shinichirō had said back then. The fact that he knew it meant he was absolutely right.

"Yes, senior." Shinji Ikari clasped his fists together, pushed forward, and bowed slightly, performing a martial artist's salute to Genkai. Mei Isayama behind him also performed the same gesture to Genkai, expressing his respect for this senior who had fought for humanity all his life and was still worrying about the next generation in his old age.

"Hmm!" Huanhai nodded, accepting the two men's bow. "So what brings you here today?" Huanhai asked with a serious expression.

"There are two things. One is that I hope to obtain permission for one of my friends to train with you in the future." Shinji Ikari turned slightly to the side and gestured to Ayato Kamina behind him towards Genkai.

"Oh?" Huanhai nodded. Out of respect for their old friendship, Huanhai intended to let him come and cultivate. However, if his talent or character wasn't up to par, she had no interest in guiding him. How far this somewhat bewildered young man could cultivate depended on how much fortune this still somewhat shy lad possessed. "If there's one, there's bound to be another. Speak."

"It's nothing. Yusuke Urameshi is going to participate in the Dark Martial Arts Tournament, right? I already got an invitation from him, and the others have been distributed as agreed. However, there's a slight problem with my team formation. One of the potential team members seems too confident, so I need Yusuke Urameshi to be my sparring partner." Shinji Ikari sighed. This was actually the main reason he came here.

"Oh? If it's her, there shouldn't be any need for that. She's already incredibly powerful. It's just that unorthodox methods are unacceptable." Huanhai glanced at Isayama Mei in front of him. There's nothing wrong with pursuing power, but all methods of pursuing shortcuts and quick results are basically wrong, because once you enter that channel, you've already lost the true heart of a martial artist.

"Thank you for your guidance." Mei Isayama bowed respectfully, accepting the advice from a senior figure. However, since they weren't close to me, he simply didn't want to elaborate. "But Shinji probably wasn't referring to me."

Isayama Mei was naturally not there for training. After all, her current situation was very special. Having chosen this path, she had to figure out her own way forward. Normal combat skills and spiritual power training would have little effect on her. The path of fusing bloodline and power with a dragon was full of thorns! And if she failed, the tragic situation after her rationality was devoured was something Isayama Mei had mentally prepared for to self-destruct.

"Oh?" Genkai glanced at the remaining people. Asou Yuu had some spiritual power, and although she had trained, she didn't look like a martial artist at all. Of the rest, Kamina Ayato had already been asked to train. Among the others, she couldn't gauge Ayanami Rei's level, but she didn't seem to have any spiritual power fluctuations. Asuka had a bit of a soldier's aura, but that was about it; she wasn't a fighter at all.

"So, who needs my help?" Yusuke Urameshi, shirtless and covered in bruises, leaned against a pillar by the door, licked his nose, and spat out a mouthful of saliva tinged with blood. Seeing this scene, Ayato Kamina suddenly felt his legs go weak. Was he really going to train here? Was he going to be trained like this?

"A little girl." Shinji Ikari's lips curled up. She was indeed just a little girl, a super genius who was not even a year old when she was born. She was already more than just able to speak; she could also use some minor spells, as well as the kind of magic that she learned from hanging out with the evil god every day, which mainly consisted of illusions and deceptions.

As Shinji Ikari spoke, he pulled out the Divine Mirror from his waist pouch. Genkai almost immediately jumped up, adopted a serious fighting stance, and began to rapidly mobilize her spiritual power. Her appearance also quickly began to transform from a white-haired old woman into a young woman in her prime.

"This...is amazing!" Asuka exclaimed in shock, completely unable to believe what she was witnessing. She had actually seen someone rejuvenate in a short period of time.

“Ritsuko Akagi would go crazy if she were here.” Mei Isayama crossed his arms and smiled. Having stayed for a long time, he had become quite familiar with most of the people in NERV’s technical department. Seeing this, Mei Isayama immediately thought of a research project that was giving Ritsuko Akagi a terrible headache, which also involved the concept of rejuvenation.

"What exactly is that in your hand?!" The voice, which had been mature and aged, suddenly changed into a clear, girlish voice, and Shinji Ikari naturally felt a sense of disorientation.

"It's his sister." The speaker was none other than Yusuke Urameshi, who was leaning against a pillar behind Genkai. Seeing Genkai's serious and defensive expression, he burst into laughter. "That fierce god who appeared at the Mountain God Festival, oh, not the one who was undergoing tribulation. But if it's this one who wants to spar with me, Shinji, I really can't do it. One finger would be enough to crush me."

"No, it's not her, but her sister, who is also my sister in a sense." Shinji Ikari shrugged. He had actually planned to spar with her himself, or if all else failed, he could ask Mei Isayama for help. Mei Isayama would probably be more willing to use his connections with Kirie Himuro.

"Sister?" Shinji Ikari's words made Genkai and Yusuke Urameshi exchange a glance, somewhat surprised. But as soon as they turned around, a chilling feeling began to spread, and the aura of a fierce god quickly permeated the dojo that Genkai had been running for many years.

"Shinji, it's true I'm not very knowledgeable, but lying is wrong." Yusuke Urameshi said irritably. You're acting like your sister, not that fierce demon from the Himuro mansion?! Are you kidding me?!

"Kirie, you're here too? This way, Yusuke Urameshi won't be able to perform much." Shinji Ikari said helplessly. The appearance of Himuro Mimori not only allowed Himuro Kirie to experience the joy of being an older sister, but also basically felt the pain of being a mother. If she weren't already a fierce god and didn't have to worry about blood pressure, Himuro Kirie would really have been forced to develop high blood pressure.

"You silly brother!" A clear voice appeared in front of Shinji Ikari, and Mimori Himuro's little face, making a face, was already close to Shinji's.

"Heh!" Shinji Ikari twitched his lips. "As expected, I'll just be your sparring partner."

"The gap is too big; there's not much point in doing this." Himuro Kirie glanced at Genkai, who looked like she was facing a formidable enemy, then shifted her gaze to Urameshi Yusuke. She quickly frowned, as if she had noticed something, but then for some reason, she didn't say anything. "Mimori may be growing up quickly, but she's still just a kid. Are you Urameshi Yusuke?"

Unlike Genkai, who was in a tense fighting stance but dared not look at Himuro Kirie, Urameshi Yusuke was completely open and honest, looking down at the hem of Himuro Kirie's skirt...

"Yes, Kirie-nee... um?" Urameshi Yusuke suddenly felt all the aches and pains in his body vanish.

"Do your best, Shinji. Keep an eye on them from the sidelines." Himuro Kirie didn't seem to mind too much. During the treatment, she had already thoroughly examined and searched Urameshi Yusuke's body, but didn't seem to find anything. Himuro Kirie could only say that she was probably just overthinking things. She decided to hand Mimori over to Shinji Ikari and seemed to be planning to go back and rest.

"Okay." Shinji Ikari looked at Kirie Himuro, who had returned from the Divine Mirror, and Mimori Himuro, who was now wandering around the dojo. He twitched his lips. Was his sister running a little... fast?

"Mimori, come on, have a match with Yusuke. That way, it'll be easier for you to find your weaknesses," Mei Isayama said, as if coaxing a child.

"I don't want to! Hehehe!"

"If you win, I'll give you cake."

"But...but...my sister won't allow it!"

"She will agree."

"Oh, um, Yusuke-nii, can you give up? That way Mimori can eat the cake right away."

"Pfft... Hahahaha! Shinji, your sister is really smart!"

"Hiss, whoosh! Matson, don't run away!"

Chapter 240 Yusuke Urameshi VS Mimori Himuro

After a chaotic scuffle, Himuro Mimori was captured by Shinji Ikari. However, Shinji couldn't hit or scold this little girl. He could only threaten to stop supplying her with milk tea to make her stand obediently on the training ground of Genkai's dojo.

"This little guy... is he a descendant of the one from before?" Genkai, who was fighting from the edge of the arena, looked back at Shinji Ikari and the others every few steps, his face full of displeasure, and a hint of displeasure appeared on his face.

"Um... I don't like fighting women." Yusuke Urameshi sighed and scratched his head. He was having a bit of a headache. He had just accepted Kirie Himuro's favor, and it was impossible not to do it. He wasn't Shinji Ikari, who could be a little cheeky in front of a fierce woman without a care. But being somewhat of a chauvinist, he had a mental hurdle to overcome when it came to fighting women. However, he would soon be able to overcome it because...

"There's an opportunity!" Just as Yusuke Urameshi was sighing with relief, Mimori Himuro suddenly charged forward. After discovering her talent, Himuro Kirie naturally taught her everything she knew without hesitation, including the "Himuro Style" she had taken from Shinji Ikari.

"Wow, that's fast! But this way of generating power..." As a teammate, how could she not be familiar with this posture? Asou Yuu frowned, then looked at Ikari Shinji, "She can do that too?"

"...Who knows! Yes, only the devil knows!" Shinji Ikari was also surprised to see this scene. Onmyōryō, you guys are something else! Just how close are the puppet bodies you create to humans using your secret techniques?! You can even refine human aura?!

"Thump!" Yusuke Urameshi raised his hand to block in time. Hearing the loud noise, everyone understood the force of the collision. However, after being hit hard, Yusuke Urameshi did not fall down, but he was slid back several meters.

"Goodness..." Yusuke Urameshi was just marveling at how strong the little girl was, but in the next instant, a chilling sense of crisis made him immediately jump to the side to dodge. A series of bright green will-o'-the-wisps swept towards him, burning fiercely.

Despite the clear blue sky, the training ground suddenly felt eerie after clusters of emerald green will-o'-the-wisps started burning on the ground.

"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!" At this moment, the little guy let out a sweet cry, his hands quickly forming hand seals, and a series of talismans flew out from Himuro Mimori's waist. "Summon the Thunder!" These talismans burned directly into ashes in mid-air, and streaks of lightning intertwined across the entire training ground, creating a scene of wildly dancing electric snakes. Urameshi Yusuke was blasted away.

"..." Shinji Ikari's face showed a speechless expression, while Mei Isayama on the other side showed an envious expression. The Lightning Summoning Talismans sold by the Onmyōryō (Yin-Yang Bureau) cost between 10,000 yen and 150,000 yen each, depending on their level. Himuro Mimori threw out thirty or forty talismans in one go, which, even if we calculate it at the very least, would have burned through over a million yen.

"You guys... are really rich!" Genkai was a little speechless, but she also felt it was understandable. Money is money, just like how Suzuki Sonoko hoarded a dozen top-grade talismans worth millions of yen sold by the Onmyo-ryo. Let alone fighting a C-rank, even if several B-ranks ganged up on her, it was hard to say who would die...

However, in cases like this little guy, the sight of burning whole bunches of them is visually striking enough to send chills down your spine.

"Although it's a bit strenuous, it's definitely a very clever fighting style!" Genkai nodded. The little guy's training was quite comprehensive. Relatively speaking, Yusuke Urameshi's forte is close-quarters combat. However, Himuro Mimori's initial powerful punch made Yusuke Urameshi realize that she was not incapable of fighting. Then, she launched a full-scale bombardment, leaving Yusuke Urameshi with no room to dodge and forcing him to take the damage head-on. It can be said that she perfectly avoided her own weaknesses.