Silence.
Deathly silence.
All around, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone stared at the two corpses on the ground, their pupils wide with shock and fear.
They couldn't fathom it.
Two executives...
Had been instantly killed like that?
"Mr. Ayato, we actually intended to establish a Hero organization."
Fuzzy barely squeezed out a smile. "We... shouldn't be enemies."
Ayato didn't reply, only looked at Psykos.
The latter immediately understood and moved again.
"All of you, attack! Kill them all!"
Fuzzy roared.
The next moment!
The remaining organization executives all pounced towards Psykos at once.
But at this time...
Fuzzy did the completely opposite.
He turned and ran without hesitation.
He now clearly realized one thing.
His side could absolutely not be a match for these monsters.
Only by using the others as cannon fodder could he have a slim chance of survival.
Then, when the Machine God series was truly complete, he could take revenge.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Psykos's telekinetic power fell upon each organization executive, physically crushing their bodies.
Then!
The surging telekinetic power was already upon him.
"S-spare me..."
He tried to beg for mercy, but excruciating pain had already spread throughout his body, as if every cell were being crushed.
As his vision went completely dark, he had only one last thought:
"Why... the future I saw... wasn't like this..."
Ayato watched all this quietly, then instructed: "Psykos, you go clear out the remaining small fry."
"Fubuki, contact Sumire and have her come take over all the materials here."
"Yes, Master." x2.
The next few days.
Ayato stayed in the One Punch Man World.
Waiting for Sumire to organize and summarize the NEO's materials, and even innovate.
Of course!
As Master, he naturally had to fulfill his master's duties. It was basically impossible for him to be idle.
"Esdeath, are you done or not? It's my turn."
"Wait a moment. Have some patience."
"Damn it, you're not from our world. You're too shameless."
"That's... not right... I've been... here for months... so of course it's my turn."
The women's chattering voices rose and fell.
Fubuki's entire villa was completely enveloped by a word magic barrier.
Because Ayato happened to have free time, Esdeath and the others scattered in various places had all arrived.
Especially Esdeath, who during this time had been growing stronger through combat, her power already reaching the limit of an ordinary Satan level.
Facing Ayato's offensive, combined with the power of her Blessing, she could barely hold her own.
Ayato rested his head on Fubuki's lap pillow, watching Esdeath demonstrate her abilities.
Mm.
Very cold.
The coolness was just right.
Perfect for beating the heat.
As each servant demonstrated their abilities, Ayato called up the virtual panel.
It wasn't that he had to multitask.
After doing this for a while, he needed to shift his attention, too.
Otherwise... he would get bored.
He began to consume the Origin points he had accumulated.
In an instant.
Golden light flashed, then fell silent.
[Mori Ayato]
[Class: Origin Magician]
[Magic: Origin Lightning Magic LV99 (+)]
[Origin: 0 points]
"The Origin points needed to level up again are way too exaggerated."
Ayato looked at the text information, his eyelids twitching.
He had poured all the Origin points he had accumulated during this time into it.
But he still hadn't reached the next level.
"But it's okay. Even without leveling up, my power has still grown."
Ayato sensed his own situation and felt somewhat comforted.
He had long noticed.
The higher the level...
The greater the power difference between levels.
If using a cultivation novel as analogy...
Leveling up was equivalent to a breakthrough.
And Origin points were equivalent to the accumulation of internal energy.
He was quite satisfied with this.
It was also a matter of reaping what you sow.
Pouring in Origin points at least showed some results.
Living room!
Wavygyaza sat on the sofa, looking completely despondent.
God knows how she had gotten through the past few days.
Although she had some mental preparation...
She hadn't expected it would be like this.
She hadn't been able to sleep for days and nights because of the noise.
She had finally diligently learned the hearing-blocking magic last night.
But as soon as she closed her eyes, the high-pitched voices of Fubuki and the others still emerged.
Then... she started fantasizing about Ayato...
Ahhhh, damn it, what am I thinking?
Thinking of this...
Wavygyaza instantly flushed red.
If this continued... would she end up as one of them too?