Allen sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and concentrated, telepathically sending a message to Muzan and the others:
"Tonight at midnight, gather at my location. Be careful to conceal yourselves and do not let anyone discover you."
Soon, Muzan's respectful reply came: "Understood, Ancestor-sama. We are already dispersed throughout the New World, ready at any time."
Kokushibo's deep voice immediately followed: "Ancestor-sama, is your current situation safe? Do you need assistance?"
"No need, I can handle it alone." Allen replied briefly: "You just need to come tonight."
Just as Allen was communicating telepathically with Muzan and the other demons, Tatsumaki's impatient voice came from outside the door: "Rookie! Are you changed yet? Does it take that long to change clothes?"
Allen suddenly opened his eyes, quickly grabbed the T-shirt Tatsumaki had thrown him, and pulled it over his head: "Almost ready!"
"Too slow!" The doorknob began to turn: "I'm coming in!"
"Wait! I'm not—"
The door was suddenly pushed open. When she saw the scene inside the room, she instantly froze.
Allen was still in the posture of pulling on the T-shirt, the shirt caught at his shoulders, revealing his muscular upper body. Under the bandages on his abdomen, the lines of his firm abs were faintly visible, and the muscles of his shoulders and arms appeared particularly defined under the sunlight.
"You, you idiot! Why haven't you changed your clothes yet?" Tatsumaki's ear tips instantly turned red, and her green curly hair swayed violently.
She spun around abruptly, slamming the door shut with a bang. Her exasperated voice came from outside the door: "Get dressed within three seconds! Otherwise, I'll throw you out the window!"
Allen shook his head helplessly and quickly pulled down the T-shirt. This women's T-shirt with a cartoon pattern looked particularly comical on him. The tight fabric outlined his muscle contours, and the hem only reached his belly button.
And the pants Tatsumaki gave him, when Allen wore them, were like tight capri leather pants, extremely snug.
"I'm ready." Allen opened the door and saw Tatsumaki standing with her back to him, her ear tips still flushed.
Tatsumaki slowly turned around, looked Allen up and down, and then suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahaha, Rookie, what do you look like? You're too comical."
Allen spread his hands helplessly: "It's not my fault, the clothes you gave me are too small."
Tatsumaki's laughter stopped abruptly, and her green curly hair suddenly flared out: "Are you complaining about my clothes?!"
She floated in front of Allen, poking his chest forcefully with her finger: "These are limited edition!"
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." Allen cooperatively took two steps back, deliberately feigning as if his wound had been touched.
Tatsumaki's movements immediately froze, and a hint of panic flashed in her green eyes: "Id-idiot, who told you to move around?"
She quickly withdrew her hand and turned her face away: "I'm just, I'm just afraid you'll stretch out my limited edition T-shirt."
Allen looked down at the tight cartoon pattern, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly: "Maybe I shouldn't wear it after all."
When Tatsumaki heard Allen say he was going to take off his clothes, her green curly hair immediately flared out: "You wouldn't dare!"
She spun around abruptly, her finger almost touching Allen's nose: "Wear it properly! You can't not wear clothes! At least not shirtless in my house."
Allen raised his hands helplessly: "Alright, alright, I'll wear it then."
He looked down at the tight T-shirt, "But can I really go out like this?"
"Just wear it for now. I'll take you to the mall to buy clothes now." Tatsumaki floated in front of Allen, her green curly hair gently swaying: "Let's go."
Allen looked down at his tight T-shirt and extremely snug shorts, sighing helplessly: "Go out like this?"
"What?" Tatsumaki put her hands on her hips, a hint of threat flashing in her green eyes: "Ashamed?"
"Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep!" Just then, Tatsumaki's communicator, which had been on the table, rang.
The communicator floated in front of Tatsumaki: "Hello? What is it?"
"Miss Tatsumaki, the Hero Association is holding a meeting. All S-Class Heroes must attend, including... Mr. Allen, whom you secretly brought back last night." The urgent voice of a staff member came from the communicator.
Tatsumaki's green curly hair suddenly flared out: "What do you mean secretly brought back! I brought him back openly!"
The staff member on the other end of the communicator was clearly startled, his voice trembling: "Y-yes, Miss Tatsumaki, you brought him home openly. Well... I wish you and Mr. Allen a good time. The meeting starts in an hour."
"Got it!" Tatsumaki abruptly hung up the call, a hint of panic flashing in her green eyes. She turned to look at Allen, finding that he was looking at her with a very strange expression.
Tatsumaki felt uncomfortable under Allen's strange gaze, her earlobes so red they looked like they could bleed: "What are you looking at!"
Allen pointed to his tight T-shirt: "Miss Tatsumaki, are you sure you want me to go to the meeting dressed like this? It might not make a good impression, right?"
"Hmph!" Tatsumaki turned her face away, her ear tips slightly flushed: "It's better than being naked, isn't it?"
She floated to the wardrobe, searching for something with her Psychokinesis: "This is such a hassle."
Finally, Tatsumaki pulled out a slightly larger jacket and threw it to Allen: "Wear this to cover up."
She floated to the window: "Let's go, we'll be late if we dally any longer."
Green energy silently supported Allen's body, and a Psychokinesis barrier rose around them, blocking the cold wind.
Just like that, Allen was carried by Tatsumaki using Psychokinesis, and the two of them left the apartment together.
Soon, the two slowly descended in front of the Hero Association Headquarters building. The guard at the entrance saw Allen's attire, and his expression instantly became strange.
Tatsumaki glared fiercely at the guard: "Don't look."
The guard immediately stood at attention, looking straight ahead.
At the entrance of the meeting room, the staff member saw the two, and his expression instantly froze: "Miss Tatsumaki, Mr. Allen, the meeting is about to begin..."
His gaze lingered on Allen's strange attire for a few seconds, wanting to speak but hesitating.
Tatsumaki's green curly hair swayed violently: "Is there a problem?"
"N-no, none." The staff member hurriedly shook his head, "Please come in."
Hero Association Headquarters meeting room.
When Tatsumaki floated into the meeting room with Allen, all the S-Class Heroes' gazes focused on them.
"Rookie, what happened to you? Did that armored bastard knock you silly?" Metal Bat was the first to speak, carrying his bat and looking Allen up and down: "Your fashion sense is quite unique, it feels like..."
Metal Bat didn't finish his sentence, but instead looked at Tatsumaki, his meaning already very clear.
"Yes, this is Tatsumaki's..." Allen sighed helplessly.
When Tatsumaki heard Allen's reply, her body trembled, and she wanted to cover Allen's mouth with her hand, but unfortunately, Allen had already said the word "Tatsumaki," and the meaning expressed was obvious.
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