Regarding Tohru's opinion that magic would be cleaner.
Hayashi agreed with this viewpoint.
For example, if Tohru fired one energy beam, the entire city would be gone, turned to ash - that would definitely be clean.
But the bullets fired by grenade launcher + power.
Were completely kinetic damage.
Not magic damage.
So instantly shaking the targets into tomato juice was unavoidable.
Kinetic damage was like that.
But there was no choice.
"Just experimenting with abilities." Hayashi put away the grenade launcher, acting as if nothing had happened.
Among everyone present at this moment.
Only Tohru and Kanna had no particular reaction.
After Tohru finished speaking.
Kanna even said: "Hayashi's gun is cooler than that little pistol!"
How cool indeed.
But compared to these two dragons.
The others hadn't even recovered yet.
Kirishima Touka stared ahead in shock. Since the chaotic scene had been cleaned up, her gaze lacked focus.
But that image was burned into her mind.
Overwhelming blood and gore!
All the Snake Devil's blood!
In her visual afterimage.
She seemed to see the Snake Devil's flesh and bones separating first in an instant!
The flesh flying out first, peeling away from the skeleton!
Then the skeleton being shattered by vibration!
Finally, a heart.
Actually fell to the ground intact!
Splash~
On the ground, on the walls, all plasma!
"Gulp~!"
Everyone present swallowed audibly.
Reze's pupils contracted to pinprick size, her heart pounding rapidly.
Only one thought in her mind.
"Siding with the shop owner was absolutely the right choice!"
Just a little bit.
Her tissue components would have been in that plasma just now!
"Huff~~~Huff~~~"
Reze breathed heavily, but her face flushed red.
In the yard.
After seeing this, Pochita just felt Hayashi was so strong - truly worthy of being the master who saved its life!
In the restaurant.
Hayakawa Aki gripped his sword, his hands trembling.
The Fox Devil in his heart, after witnessing such a scene, kept reminding him in his mind.
"Cannot be an enemy!"
"Do not offend!"
"Be respectful!"
Did this even need reminding?
Hayakawa Aki tremblingly released his sword hilt, covering his mouth to calm down.
Himeno leaned back slightly.
She had expected Hayashi to be very powerful.
After all, he was the man who could subdue Makima.
But she hadn't expected him to be this strong.
This was probably just a casual strike, right?
If he got serious...
Himeno didn't dare imagine.
She glanced at Hayashi's profile, then quickly looked away.
Such a man.
Was really too unfair to women.
In her heart.
The Ghost Devil really wanted to become a ghost, silent as anything.
Just frantically expressing emotions to Himeno.
"Don't answer, don't answer, don't answer!"
Power was by the window.
Already dumbfounded.
She stared blankly outside, then turned to look at Hayashi.
Then rubbed her eyes.
And repeated the blank staring again.
Like a child lacking intelligence.
"What... what happened..." Only Power dared to speak now.
She looked at Hayashi, shocked and disbelieving.
"Just like that, gone? That devil, the Snake Devil, was very strong..."
Hayashi nodded.
"She came out, I killed her instantly. What's there to say?"
"I released them just to have them summon their devils."
"Otherwise what's the point of just killing people? I wanted to kill the devils."
Saying this.
The devils in Himeno and Hayakawa Aki's hearts reminded them again.
Power fell silent, then "flatteringly" ran behind Hayashi to massage his shoulders.
"You only kill bad devils."
"Good devils like me, you definitely wouldn't kill, right?"
"Hayashi-sama is the best, the strongest, saikō!"
Hayashi was amused by her simple, direct flattery.
Not only couldn't she say nice words.
Her purpose was so direct.
She might as well point at herself and say, "I'm a devil but I'm on your side, don't kill the wrong one."
But that was just how Power was.
Hayashi leaned back in his chair. You know what, Power's massage felt pretty good this time.
No half-hearted effort.
Her eyes and hands were full of survival instinct.
"A bit harder, lower down." Hayashi tilted his head.
"Yes!" Power was serious and earnest, immediately complying.
Next.
Kirishima Touka was still outside.
Hayashi looked at her and nodded.
"Sorry for the disturbance. Go back to work, remember to come eat when you have time."
Touka was still a bit dazed.
Those images lingered in her mind.
"Mm."
She nodded and left.
Hayashi moved his fingers.
The thread wall blocking the alley entrance automatically moved away. No one discovered what had just happened inside.
Hayashi looked at Reze again.
"Same for you. Just continue as usual."
Reze nodded.
She was more accepting.
At the same time, her cheeks slightly red, she looked at Hayashi with anticipation and asked.
"Can I still come eat here in the future? I can't forget the delicious food here anymore."
Before, Reze's blushing was all fake.
All acting to portray a character.
But this time, it felt very natural.
Hayashi waved his hand: "I'm running a legitimate business, don't overthink it. What just happened was called self-defense."
"Mm!"
Reze nodded and left.
The people in the restaurant.
Hearing Hayashi call this self-defense, couldn't quite hold it together.
Having such ability and power.
Yet still talking about law.
It was good enough he wasn't acting like Homelander.
For the following time.
The restaurant quickly returned to normal.
Tohru went outside to clean.
She searched the entire yard inside and out for any possible remaining tomato juice residue, cleaning it up if found.
Hayashi sensed the "silk cocoon" underground.
All that blood and the hearts were wrapped up by silk cocoons made from his threads, hidden under the back yard.
This blood, no, it could even be called plasma.
How to handle it?
Would it be a waste to throw it away?
Protein was how many times more than beef?
"How about feeding it to the sunflowers?"
Hayashi wasn't sure if the sunflowers could absorb it, since they were monsters.
Logically speaking, with such rich nutrition.
It should be useful.
"I'll ask later."
Just like that.
Power continued massaging Hayashi for a while.
Even when her hands got sore, she had no complaints, still diligently massaging.
Finally.
After a black car stopped at the entrance.
Makima arrived.
After getting out, Makima's white shirt still had blood on it.
Hayashi looked at her head.
Nothing on her head.
Didn't get her brain opened?
So this time she wasn't even acting.
As if noticing Hayashi's gaze.
After Makima entered, she took tissue to wipe her white shirt and explained.
"This is all someone else's, I'm fine."
"Mm." Hayashi nodded.
Makima threw the tissue in the trash.
Power tactfully moved away.
Makima asked again: "Where are the devils who assassinated you?"
"I dealt with them."
"Then..."
"Mm."
Makima meant devoured?
Hayashi meant yes.
Hearing this decision.
Makima smiled very happily, stunning Himeno and Power who were secretly observing.
So Makima could smile like this too?
Wasn't she always that kind of... world-weary face?
Then.
Makima went back and brought a refrigerated briefcase from the car.
Only after returning to the shop did she say.
"I trust you, so I prepared in advance."
Meaning the briefcase was for hearts.
Then after finishing business, go to her house to eat fried meat slices.
"Sure, let's go."
Hayashi nodded, got up and brought Makima into the kitchen.
Opening the back yard's small door.
Hayashi hooked his finger.
Underground, the String-String Fruit separated a small cocoon, drilling up from underground, then peeling away silk to open, revealing the two hearts inside.
The hearts were still beating.
Because they weren't ordinary human hearts, but devil hearts.
Makima looked very pleased.
She suddenly turned around to make eye contact with Hayashi.
After a moment.
Their heads moved together.
Hayashi reached out to hold her head, engaging in a long session.
After separating.
Makima's face was slightly red.
"We need to go, we must hurry."
Hayashi looked at the time - indeed very rushed.
Makima needed to implement her plan and operations.
After finishing, they'd return home to cook, eat meat slices, then do other things.
"Let's go."
Putting the hearts into the refrigerated briefcase.
Hayashi also added ice energy from devil essence inside, making it even more preserved.
When leaving.
Hayashi turned to everyone and said.
"We're going out for a while, will be back before opening this afternoon. You all watch the shop."
Everyone nodded in unison.
Without any hesitation.
Outside.
Hayashi threw the briefcase in the back seat and sat in the passenger seat.
He didn't know where Makima was going.
After she got in the driver's seat, she drove off directly.
The car left the alley entrance.
Makima began explaining her plan.
"Many members of other divisions died, and we successfully lured out many foreign devil hunters. I'll use some death row inmates' lives to exchange with those devil hunters from the files."
"They're already waiting for us on the mountain. After the exchange, we'll go home."
When Makima said this.
Hayashi already had images in his mind.
Makima twisting with both hands.
That scene would be truly twisted.
Hayashi nodded: "Mm."
The rest had nothing to do with him - he just simply wanted to watch.
Then go eat at Makima's house.
The black car kept driving.
After winding around for a while, it stopped at the foot of a mountain.
Hayashi looked at this mountain.
"Isn't this the mountain where I found Tohru? So there's a shrine on this mountain."
The shrine was built halfway up the mountain.
This mountain had the layout of a master's chair.
For feng shui, this was very good feng shui, so it wasn't built on the mountaintop.
"Let's go."
Makima got out, preparing to bring Hayashi up.
Hayashi looked at the step-by-step stairs up the mountain and shook his head.
"Don't want to climb. I'll take you up instead."
"?" Makima turned back puzzledly.
Hayashi raised his hand, making a finger-snapping gesture, looking at Makima and saying.
"Don't resist."
Snap~
Teleportation magic activated, magic power started.
The next second.
Makima really didn't resist.
The two teleported from the foot of the mountain to the top.
At this moment on the mountain, in front of the shrine's main hall on the blue bricks, two rows of blindfolded death row inmates in white clothes were kneeling.
On both sides were special agents in full suits wearing sunglasses.
After Makima teleported here.
She looked at Hayashi with surprise, but more with appreciation.
Then she adapted.
She walked toward the middle of that group of people.
Hayashi walked to the side to watch.
Makima walked in front of the agents, and one handed her a paper.
The paper had the names of these criminals.
And the names of this round of devil hunters.
Some names were crossed out - already dead, others weren't crossed out, meaning still alive and escaped.
Makima glanced at it.
Then reached out and crossed out the two that Hayashi had dealt with.
After confirming the list.
Makima looked at the agents.
The agents tactfully took out blindfolds and covered their own eyes.
But before covering them.
They looked puzzledly at Hayashi in the distance, who was watching with interest like watching anime.
Why wasn't he blindfolding himself?
Who was he?
What was he to Makima?
...
With puzzlement, the agents blindfolded themselves.
Then.
Makima looked at the criminals and walked toward the first one.
She looked at the first criminal coldly.
Her voice emotionless as she said.
"Say to me, Mishima Shuzo."
The criminal kneeling on the ground, blindfolded, slowly said.
"Mishima Shuzo..."
Hearing the reply.
Makima stood up, pressed her palms together, and slowly twisted.
1 second, 2 seconds.
Thud~
The death row inmate fell to the ground, no longer breathing, naturally dead.
And somewhere in Japan.
Mishima Shuzo's body was twisted into a pretzel out of thin air, his head exploding like a watermelon.
"Mishima Shuzo!" His companion beside him screamed in terror after seeing this.
He was just the first, but not the last.
Less than 10 seconds later.
"Splat~!"
Another companion's body and head instantly exploded!
At the shrine.
The death row inmates' bodies fell thud after thud.
Nothing happened to them.
They just normally stopped breathing.
The two blindfolded agents, even with professional training, trembled slightly hearing the continuous sounds of falling, unknown fear gripping them.
Fear stems from the unknown.
And to them, Makima was far too unknown.
Just like that.
Makima twisted nearly 20 times in succession.
The death row inmates fallen at the shrine also approached 20.
She spoke 20 names.
20 devil hunters also exploded.
Makima, lowering her hands, nodded at the interested Hayashi and walked to his side.
"It's finished."
Just like that.
Thus, Makima's plan was executed completely.
Using her subordinates and herself to lure out devil hunters from various countries for assassination.
After obtaining exact intelligence.
Then eliminating them all at once.
This might not be the first time, but definitely not the last either.
Dead people wouldn't leak information.
So Makima could use this plan again and again.
So...
In Hayashi's mind, he recalled Himeno's words: She's been through 5 partners.
Should this be said as her partners being weak, or that Himeno was strong, able to survive five rounds under Makima.
Hayashi looked up at Makima.
Reached out and pinched her cheek with slight force.
"Bad woman."
"?" Makima felt slight pain but didn't resist, just showed puzzlement, then understood and smiled charmingly: "That's right, I am a very bad woman."
Hayashi smiled and let go.
"Back to the car, or straight home?"
Makima answered without hesitation: "Home."
Meaning teleport home, let subordinates drive the car back.
Hayashi nodded: "Sure."
He beckoned with his hand, and the briefcase from the car automatically teleported to his hand.
Makima first looked curiously.
Then without looking back, said to the agents who hadn't removed their blindfolds.
"Leave the rest for you to handle. You can take them off now."
Hayashi extended his hand.
Makima walked to his side, letting his arm wrap around her waist.
"Teleport."
The next moment.
The two instantly disappeared from the spot and appeared in the large flat's room.
The two agents removed their blindfolds.
What met their eyes were only two rows of complete death row inmate corpses kneeling on the ground, hands behind backs, heads touching the bricks.
"!"
Both shivered.
Then picked up phones to immediately handle the aftermath.
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