Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 738 - 736: Headshots Are an Art Form

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The autumn evening breeze carried a slight chill, and Aozawa used Element Replacement to transform into an invisible breeze, mingling among it.

It gently brushed against the girl's light brown sideburns, her jade-like cheeks as if she had eaten a slippery fruit, capable of deflecting any attack from enemies.

Takahashi Saeko occupied the rooftop of a tall building in the Itabashi District, she and Phoenix Academy Maggie had agreed on a route.

According to the plan, she only needed to cover Phoenix Academy Maggie's escape from Itabashi District.

The other areas would be handled by Upper Ninja Level operatives, either for cover or reconnaissance tasks.

In a very short span of time, Phoenix Academy Maggie devised a retreat plan that even Takahashi Saeko couldn't find fault with.

If everything went smoothly, Emily would be able to reach Shinjuku Big Fat Sheep Bar without trouble.

Once there, Emily could use the badge to summon the Executioner from the Different World.

At that moment, all crises would be resolved.

The Angel Envoy represents violence.

This is a consensus among high-level officials and corporations of various countries, just as ordinary people know that government agencies are the most powerful armed forces.

Oh, except for Africa.

And the Middle East.

Some armed groups' voices can even overpower countries.

Takahashi Saeko adjusted her Barrett M95, lay down, and aimed through the sniper scope below.

A van was driving towards the front of the apartment, and she focused her attention, when suddenly a sound came through her earphones.

Without shifting her gaze, she pressed a button, and Iroha's voice drifted from the earphones.

"Saeko, you know that scoring in important projects to win the competition? After thinking it over, I still feel that every competition should be given my all. Only this way, can we not waste our youth.

Sorry for letting you think too much, I'll treat you to milk tea tomorrow."

"Your own production?"

Takahashi Saeko casually replied, still keeping her eyes on the situation below through the sniper scope.

Ayatsuki Iroha's coquettish voice came through the earphones, "Saeko! What are you saying randomly, I'm not pregnant."

"With you and Aozawa like that, never taking any precautions, it's only a matter of time before you get pregnant."

Takahashi Saeko teased.

Ayatsuki Iroha stammered, "I, what can I do, Aozawa just doesn't like taking precautions. Pregnancy shouldn't be that easy, right?

Between me and Aozawa, it's just... well, a few times a week."

At the end of her words, she seemed a bit guilty.

Takahashi Saeko, peering through the sniper scope, quickly noticed that Phoenix Academy Maggie encountered an obstacle.

She pulled the trigger.

Choo, the sniper rifle was silenced, only a slight whistle of a bullet cutting through the air could be heard, and the enemy in the sniper scope fell, just like a game, without any real feeling of killing.

A human life at this moment weighed no more than a piece of paper.

"Iroha, you should be more assertive; you can't approach this with a fluke mindset.

If you really got pregnant, would you be able to abort the child?"

"Of course not!"

Ayatsuki Iroha shook her head like a rattle drum.

Although in society, scholars debate whether a fetus can be considered a life?

Is abortion considered murder?

But she never thinks about those complex issues, only judging from her own emotions, unwilling to extinguish the life growing within her.

"It's okay anyway; I have no future in academics."

She quickly found a reasonable explanation for herself.

"You just spoil him."

"Hehe, Saeko, you don't understand. Actually, sharing Aozawa with Sister Chitose and Maggie isn't that painful."

Ayatsuki Iroha's eyes glinted with a hint of sentiment as she rolled over, legs kicking up, "Once you get used to it, it feels quite nice.

You can discuss anything with Sister Chitose, it's like gaining a family member."

"Hehe."

She displayed her habitual smile, and then heard the familiar sound of bullets whizzing from the other side of the earphones, curiously asking, "Saeko, why is there always a whizzing sound on your end?"

"Oh, if you try using your hand with strength, you'll know the kind of sound I'm making now~"

Takahashi Saeko provocatively replied, inwardly cursing, the Thirty-Four Families left quite a few people in the Itabashi District.

Ayatsuki Iroha was puzzled, what did she mean by using strength with her hand...

Her tan cheeks rapidly turned hot, and her downward glancing gaze shielded her chest, "Saeko, you perv! You shouldn't answer the phone if you're doing that, geez, I'm hanging up first."

Beep.

The call ended, and Takahashi Saeko's lips slightly curled up, she could imagine Ayatsuki Iroha hastily hanging up, how adorable her shy look must be.

She quickly cast aside that thought, immersing her mind back into the task at hand.

One shot, one down.

...

From a high-altitude sniper perspective, you can't experience the danger, merely resolving enemies one shot after another from afar.

Only when getting up close can one realize the peril involved.

Emily held onto the seatbelt tightly.

Katerina was sitting in the front, acting as the van driver.

Phoenix Academy Maggie was responsible for dealing with those enemies.

The windows on both sides in the back seat were open, but not in the front. The modified bulletproof glass was enough to keep Katerina safe.

Phoenix Academy Maggie didn't fasten her seatbelt, completely covered from head to toe, standing there with sharp eyes, occasionally leaping out.

After taking down the enemy, she would return.

The whistling wind echoed in Emily's ear.

Every time a life or a few lives vanished into the sound of the wind, she was so tense she swallowed hard.

Whew, Phoenix Academy Maggie came back again, the wind mixed with a hint of blood, a smile appeared on her face beneath the ghost mask: "You don't need to worry, everything is under control.

At this speed, we'll be out of Itabashi District soon and everything will be fine."

"Haha, such a minor thing, I don't care at all."

Emily didn't want to lose face in front of a girl younger than herself, she stood upright, showing her fearless heroic posture.

She glimpsed the assassin holding a gun in the corner with her peripheral vision.

"Ah!"

She screamed in panic, just as she saw the opponent's head suddenly burst into a bloody bloom, and the person fell to the ground.

Emily couldn't swallow back the shout that came out of her throat, she could only lick her lips dryly and said: "Your arranged sniper really is impressive."

By this time, saying anything seemed to betray her nervousness, so she simply changed the subject.

Phoenix Academy Maggie didn't expose it either, she agreed: "Speaking of sniper ability, no one in all of Tokyo is stronger than her right now."

"Street Cleaner, huh? I didn't expect you to recruit even her."

Emily quickly reacted.

In all of Tokyo, the only one with such sniper skills was that Street Cleaner.

Phoenix Academy Maggie nodded with a smile, then spotted the large man rushing out from the corner.

Regular people don't have that kind of speed; obviously, he's a martial artist.

His hands were full of calluses, and his gaze was as fierce as a viper baring its fangs.

She immediately leaped out of the car.

Having undergone four-wheel trials, her physical condition was already strong enough to instantly kill most martial artists.

In a flash of electricity, fists and feet clashed.

The person whose neck was twisted fell to the ground, Phoenix Academy Maggie kicked the pavement, and her explosive power allowed her to instantly leap up after the van.

She grabbed the car window with her right hand, letting herself slip back into the car, leaving behind a corpse on the ground and bewildered screaming pedestrians.

They quickly left Itabashi District, and the frequency of attacks dropped immediately.

Phoenix Academy Maggie knew they should be able to smoothly reach Kabukicho next.

The reason is simple.

Even if the enemies want to lay a trap, it takes time to gather people from all directions.

If the people in Itabashi District could hold them off a while longer, when they finally emerge, they would face a completely different scenario, an impenetrable trap.

Instead of this loose situation.

How to break through quickly was also something Phoenix Academy Maggie had considered in advance. She stretched lazily, then sat next to Emily, smiling as she said: "Miss Emily, I'm really curious, why didn't Dio take action despite having met you in person?"

"He's looking for the last condition to ascend to Paradise, which is Jotaro Kujo's Star Platinum."

Emily was straightforward about this matter, partly as a return for Phoenix Academy Maggie's protection in Itabashi District.

"The previous five conditions have already been met?"

"Yes, they've all been satisfied."

Emily nodded, seemingly unsurprised by her astonishment.

Even at this point, the United States remains unlikely to share the details with other countries.

Emily could guess the reason, perhaps wanting to reap the benefits.

When Dio ascends to Paradise, one condition is to relinquish his power, at his weakest point.

Dio is well aware of this fact and will certainly choose to make some protection measures.

However, Dio is an angel envoy, not a god, and possibly has vulnerabilities; it all depends on timing.

Emily held the badge in her hand, sighing softly in her heart, actually, she didn't dislike Dio that much.

Sadly, "not our kind, and their hearts must be different."

No matter what, Dio was an angel envoy and not human, and this alone was enough to make Emily hold doubts and be wary of him.

Due to cultural differences between races, people's definitions of good can differ.

Take India for instance, where religion plays a very important role in the culture.

In some of these religions, it's considered an honorable act to kill impure women.

For example, if a sister eloped with someone she liked, her brother, upon knowing, would go there overnight, wield a knife to cut off her head, and then openly carry it home.

If that was considered evil, could the brother walk so boldly down the street?

Emily couldn't assure whether Dio's goodness matched human understanding; perhaps what Dio saw as good was an unbearable poisonous nightmare for humans.

She pondered those things.

The van drove to Shinjuku Kabukicho's Big Fat Sheep Bar.

The Upper Ninja Level in hiding reported to Phoenix Academy Maggie, saying many vehicles were heading this way.

Phoenix Academy Maggie got out of the car, looked up at the approaching helicopters in the distance, and then turned to Emily.

She stood at the door, looked at the time, seven-thirty, then raised the badge in both hands and shouted: "Blood of the Mortal King shall end with the sword."