Bakugo looked at Izuku, now merged with Super Mouse, staring at him with desperate eyes, then at Makoto walking toward him with a smile. He was on the verge of collapse and furious.
"You bastard!!"
The raging monkey roared. A blazing light exploded from his feet like a booster, and he shot forward in an instant.
At the same time, his arms, covered in grooves like a grenade's shell, visibly swelled. Muscles bulged, veins popped.
"Grenade Punch!!"
His fist shattered the air, carrying the roar of an explosion, aimed straight at Makoto.
"Hey! Wait!"
Gyoro-Gyoro's expression changed dramatically.
It knew better than anyone what fighting Makoto meant.
But before its voice faded, Bakugo had already reached Makoto. There was no time to stop him.
Just as Bakugo was less than a meter from Makoto, his fist nearly touching the other's clothes—
At that critical moment—
Mouse Izuku, who had been standing there crying, suddenly rushed forward.
It used its body to block the space between them.
Those eyes suddenly became Sharingan.
Bakugo's pupils contracted sharply, but his fist was already swinging and couldn't be stopped.
Boom—!!
The explosion detonated in the center of the plaza.
The shockwave, carrying rock fragments, swept in all directions, forcing Gyoro-Gyoro, Sugou, and Mahito, who were in the plaza, back repeatedly.
Dust shot into the sky, blocking everyone's view.
A few seconds later, the smoke slowly cleared.
Makoto and Bakugo gradually emerged from the dust.
Between them, only a mouse's head remained. The lone head rolled on the ground, its eyes still open, still holding the fear and disbelief from before death.
Makoto glanced down at the mouse head, then looked up at Bakugo with a mocking expression.
"Such a nice gift, and you don't want it?"
Seeing that he had personally killed Izuku,
Bakugo's breathing grew rapid. He glared at the mouse head on the ground.
Those eyes, still open, seemed to be looking at him, seeming to say 'I don't blame you'.
But this was what bothered the raging monkey the most.
No matter how much he cursed or hit, that Deku always chased after him with that kind of look.
He looked down on this lackey.
But after so many years, this useless guy had always stuck by his side, always licking his boots.
Even if Bakugo didn't want to admit it, he had indeed developed unnecessary feelings for him.
At least he was very unaccustomed to not having him around.
"I'll kill you... I'll kill you!!"
Bakugo's breathing grew faster and faster. His chest heaved violently. He repeated the same words over and over, his eyes nearly bulging from their sockets as he glared at Makoto.
But the next second—
Makoto raised his hand.
Blue-white holy light glowed at his fingertips, like the first ray of dawn, gently falling on the mouse head on the ground.
Then, something that made everyone's jaws drop happened.
Mouse Izuku, which had been just a head, began to regenerate.
Bones condensed from thin air. Blood vessels spread like vines. Muscles covered them layer by layer.
In the span of two or three breaths, Mouse Izuku was fully restored before everyone's eyes.
"Kacchan... I, I'm alive?"
Mouse Izuku looked down at his body, his eyes wide, full of disbelief.
Every monster present, and the prisoners who had escaped from Impel Down, all stared at this scene in shock.
The entire monster base was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
"Resurrection Magic?!"
Heiji and Saguru exclaimed almost simultaneously. They had been in the Isekai World and had seen Makoto use this move, so they weren't too surprised.
But no matter how many times they saw it, they still felt their scalps tingle.
You see, even the Resurrection Magic in the other world had deadly side effects. After resurrection, the target's power ceiling would be lowered, and they couldn't fight for a certain period. Some even cost the caster's life.
Yet Makoto's Resurrection Magic could perfectly revive the target without any negative side effects.
No matter how many times they saw it, it seemed utterly perverted to the extreme.
"Hey hey hey... we really have to fight an opponent like that?"
Black Sperm muttered to himself.
As a Dragon-level peak monster, he couldn't help sucking in a breath of cold air.
His ability was close to immortality, but not true immortality. He just relied on a vast number of clones to survive.
And Makoto's unlimited resurrection was simply a superior version of his ability, like the relationship between the Magma-Magma Fruit and the Flame-Flame Fruit in the One Piece World.
Makoto smiled and turned to Bakugo, who had been furious moments ago and was now completely dumbfounded.
"Don't worry. I'll fuse the three of you together. Then you can live out the rest of your lives in Impel Down, loving each other."
At these words, Bakugo, still dazed, was snapped back to reality.
"What did you say—"
The last word hadn't even left his mouth when a terrifying force slammed into his abdomen.
He hadn't even seen what happened.
His whole body was sent flying like a cannonball. A huge bloody hole appeared in his abdomen, his entire stomach pierced through.
Blood and organ fragments sprayed from his back.
"Wh-what just happened?!"
As he flew backward, Bakugo's mind was blank.
He hadn't seen how Makoto attacked at all. He hadn't even felt him move.
At this moment, he could only endure the intense pain and watch helplessly as Makoto's figure grew smaller and smaller in his field of vision.
'Was the gap in strength really this big?'
Just as his back was about to hit the wall behind him—
"Bansho Ten'in."
Makoto raised his hand and calmly uttered.
An irresistible force of attraction appeared out of nowhere, pulling Bakugo, still flying backward, back.
Before he could reach his palm, Makoto brought his fist down, slamming him heavily onto the plaza floor.
Boom!
Tiles cracked. Rock fragments flew.
Bakugo coughed up blood, his body making a shallow crater in the ground.
"Wishing you happiness."
Makoto smiled mockingly and formed hand seals.
Instantly, Bakugo, coughing up blood, and Mouse Izuku, standing nearby trembling, both had magic circles appear beneath them... no, to be precise, alchemy circles.
Makoto had specifically gone to Impel Down to learn this from Shou Tucker in order to prepare this 'gift' for the two of them.
Under the watchful eyes of over a thousand Anomalies, Bakugo and Mouse Izuku's bodies began to dissolve in the alchemy circle.
Their bodies scattered like the ashes of burned paper. Their two heads slowly rotated in the light, drawing closer to each other, merging with each other.
Their tissues were rewoven in the light of the circle, finally condensing into a brand new body.
It was a two-headed mouse.
Two mouse heads sprouted from the same body.
One head had green hair on top, its eyes timid and docile.
The other head had a signature durian-haired, its gaze fierce and violent.
The two heads were ear to ear, yet forced to share the same body.
"Haha, another double mouse."
Makoto couldn't help laughing.
This image reminded him of an elite monster from a game he had played in his previous life, Black Myth: Wukong... the Two-Headed Rat.
"Ka-Kacchan... now we can be together forever."
Having turned into this, Izuku was somehow actually a bit happy.
His mouse head turned, looking excitedly at Bakugo, who also had a mouse face, a trace of eerie satisfaction in his eyes.
"What the f*ck!"
Mouse Bakugo cursed loudly, suddenly turning his head and glaring at Makoto with burning anger.
He raised the hand on his side. Popping sounds came from his palm. Smoke spilled from between his fingers.
"Even if I die... I'm taking you with me!!"
Bakugo roared and charged at Makoto with a do-or-die spirit.
"Ah! Wait, Kacchan—"
But the half of the body Bakugo controlled had barely taken a step when it fell to the ground with a 'thud'.
Now they were two people controlling this one body together, and Izuku's reactions clearly couldn't keep up with Bakugo's rhythm.
With that movement, the whole mouse body lurched awkwardly and fell flat on its face.
"Hahahaha!!"
Makoto's laughter echoed through the Anomaly Association's underground palace.
Not only him, but even many Anomalies who knew they were in deep trouble couldn't help smiling.
It's too funny.
Morality and humor were at war. Some Anomalies had already turned their heads away, but their shoulders were shaking.
However, just as many Anomalies were unable to suppress their smiles, a chill suddenly shot up their spines.
Because they saw Makoto's gaze sweeping over them one by one.