Chapter 338 Tatsumaki Comes Calling
At the villa.
Living room.
Ayato leaned back on the sofa, watching the latest anime with great interest.
In this world...
Heroes were all the rage.
So anime of this genre were also emerging in an endless stream.
It had to be said, through the process of natural selection, there were indeed quite a few excellent works.
At the same time.
Fubuki, who had just returned, was staring intently at Psykos, who was hanging on Ayato.
Damn it!
That homewrecker.
The moment she left, she came over.
Wasn't the Monster Association supposed to be very busy?
Seeing Fubuki return, Psykos shot her a provocative look.
She squirmed left and right and said with a smile, "Master, look at this female Hero's outfit. Would I look good in it?"
This Hero outfit...
It was like wearing nothing at all?
Ayato looked down thoughtfully.
Seeing this!
Psykos leaned back slightly, then puffed out her chest.
Hmm!
Come to think of it...
It did suit her very well.
"Damn it, this shameless woman."
Fubuki muttered, immediately stepped forward, sat down directly beside Ayato, and hugged his other arm.
"Master, I think this outfit suits me better."
"Of course, you both suit it very well."
Feeling the raging waves on both sides, the corner of Ayato's mouth curled up.
"How about you both buy a set?"
Fubuki: "..."
Psykos: "..."
Together with the other?
Thinking of this, they glared fiercely at each other.
"Fine, I think it's a great idea. I just think someone wouldn't dare."
"Psykos, all you do is talk big. What wouldn't I dare?"
The two were locked in a standoff, starting to argue.
Watching this, Ayato found it quite interesting.
Sometimes, wings that were too harmonious were like a stagnant pool of water.
This, on the other hand, offered a different experience.
It was pretty good.
Rumble!
And at that moment, a powerful aura descended instantly.
Outside the window, visible raging winds could be seen.
"This presence... is my sister?"
"Why is she here?"
Fubuki and Psykos could no longer care about their standoff, both showing stunned expressions.
"Tornado of Terror?"
"Interesting. I was finally going to meet her?"
The corner of Ayato's mouth curled up, a look of anticipation on his face.
Swoosh!
The door seemed to be pushed open by an invisible force.
Tatsumaki's figure floated in from outside.
"Which one of you is Ayato?"
"I am. Is there something you want with me?"
Tatsumaki only took one look, and her face instantly turned red.
F-Fubuki was hugging this man's arm.
And there was another woman beside him.
When had my own little sister become so shameless?
Oh my god!
How long had it been since she'd seen Fubuki? Had she already been corrupted?
No way!
This kind of thing had to be corrected.
She said sharply, "Fubuki, look at yourself! Let go right now!"
Fubuki's body stiffened, her expression changing.
Come to think of it...
She was indeed a bit afraid of her sister.
Psykos immediately said, "That's right, Fubuki. You should listen to your sister. It would be best if you didn't come here at all."
Hearing this, Fubuki instantly bristled.
Not only did she not let go, but she hugged even tighter.
"Psykos, get one thing straight. This is my home. If anyone should leave, it's you."
"Hmph, who cares."
Psykos said, "Master, I have a much bigger villa. How about we move the servant quarters there?"
"You homewrecker, stop trying to trick Master."
Watching the two arguing, Tatsumaki was once again stunned.
M-Master?
Her own little sister had degenerated to this extent?
Not only was she fighting with another woman over a man...
She was even using such an embarrassing address.
"You two, that's enough!"
Tatsumaki couldn't hold back any longer. Her short green hair began to float without any wind.
An invisible oppression instantly spread.
Both Psykos and Fubuki's breathing hitched.
Only as espers...
Could they feel just how terrifying Tatsumaki's telekinesis was?
A look of unwillingness appeared in both of their eyes.
Even though their strength had greatly improved, was there still such a gap?
Especially Psykos.
She had silently activated her Future Sight.
Then!
Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
She would lose!
And lose badly.
She had predicted countless possibilities for attacking.
The ultimate result, every time...
Was being crushed by Tatsumaki without suspense.
Her previous plan to devour Orochi to defeat Tatsumaki now seemed far too rash.
"Tatsumaki, isn't it a bit inappropriate to be so reckless in someone else's home?"
Ayato sat up straight.
Instantly.
An invisible force spread.
That terrifying oppression directly dissipated into nothing.
Whoosh.
Both Psykos and Fubuki breathed huge sighs of relief.
"You... are interesting."
Tatsumaki's gaze flickered.
This man...
Didn't seem simple at all.