"Hmm... I see," Lexon replied nonchalantly.
He had already obtained information regarding Blade Demon from those Reincarnators earlier, so Crane Lady's information was now somewhat irrelevant.
After all, Crane Lady was only a second-stage Reincarnator; even if she had encountered and been attacked by Blade Demon, she wouldn't have been able to gain any useful intelligence.
Furthermore... Lexon didn't care.
He currently had no intention of paying much attention to that 'mercenary' Blade Demon.
At most, if they met later, he would use the strike he received today as an excuse to beat him into a pulp and drag him away like a piglet for sign-in.
If they met...
If they didn't meet again in the future... Lexon wouldn't go out of his way to find him.
"Lord Lexon... my body..." Only now did Crane Lady ask about her own situation.
"You're already dead. Right now, I'm just keeping you in a semi-living state. It will end the moment I leave this world, so take this time to live peacefully," Lexon said with a smile.
He had no intention of revealing that he possessed the Art of the Rinne Rebirth, which could fully resurrect others.
To him, Crane Lady was ultimately a subordinate under forced control. Her nasty personality had only been suppressed because of her fear of him and the Kotoamatsukami altering her thoughts.
Therefore, if she was dead, she was dead.
She wasn't worth the price of using the Art of the Rinne Rebirth to resurrect.
Moreover, since she was already dead, it meant he would have to find a new creature to place the restriction on.
Lexon had no thoughts of resurrecting her.
Allowing her to be semi-resurrected and enjoy her final moments was already more than generous.
As for letting Crane Lady go on one last rampage in her Impure World Reincarnation state?
That was impossible...
Kotoamatsukami would keep her in check.
"Is that so... Lord Lexon?"
Lexon had expected Crane Lady to go into a frenzy or perhaps burst into tears, but in reality, she accepted the fact with remarkable composure.
There wasn't much of a reaction.
He remembered that when the members of the Blood Rain Alliance were going to let her die as a scapegoat, she hadn't been like this.
Lexon looked at her, thinking to himself.
"I will enjoy these final moments, Lord Lexon."
Perhaps it was the influence of Kotoamatsukami, or perhaps it was her own nature... Crane Lady replied with a relaxed smile on her face.
"You don't seem very sad?" Lexon asked curiously.
"Ah..." Crane Lady didn't seem to expect Lexon to ask such a question. She was momentarily stunned and thought for a moment before replying, "There is still sadness... but for some reason... I feel much lighter... being able to live without thinking too much, completely detached from the identity of a Reincarnator..."
'That's right... for ordinary people, being a Reincarnator is an arduous task.'
Lexon suddenly realized this fact.
"Then that's all for now." After saying this, his body floated up as he departed.
"Goodbye, Lord Lexon," Crane Lady bowed hastily, seeing him off respectfully.
After Lexon left, Crane Lady stretched and murmured, "I think I'll go shopping."
Her tone carried an unprecedented sense of relief.
...
'I'll have to spar with Saitama once I get back,' floating in mid-air, Lexon mused.
'I'm not entirely confident,' he continued talking to himself.
This was the first time Lexon was fighting a battle he wasn't sure he could win.
It was also a battle he expected he might lose.
After all, his Invincible Baldy state had a time limit compared to the real bald Saitama.
If the spar got heated and dragged on, then losing... would be inevitable.
Back when he wasn't as strong as he was now, even when he was suddenly pulled into the Infinity Castle in the Demon Slayer world to face the boss Muzan and several top-tier Upper Moons, he hadn't felt this uncertain.
'I'll just enjoy displaying my full power for fun first...'
'Then I'll use the invincible state to satisfy Saitama's expectations.'
'I wonder if skills like Demon Transformation or Six Paths Mode will still provide a power boost after entering the invincible state...'
'I'll treat it as an experiment.'
Lexon's thoughts flowed as his mind raced.
However... the thought of turning bald was still somewhat repulsive.
It didn't take long for Lexon to return to the apartment in Z-City.
The members of the Fubuki Group in front of his room had disappeared; Fubuki had also left.
As for Saitama and Genos... they hadn't returned yet.
Registering as a hero takes at least half a day.
Besides filling out forms, there were physical tests and written exams.
It wasn't until evening that Saitama and Genos finally returned.
"Man, that was exhausting!" Saitama said, shaking his head as he walked into Lexon's room, with Genos following closely behind.
"Why are you walking into my room so naturally? I recall your room is next door," Lexon remarked as he watched Saitama naturally turn on the TV and lie on his side.
"Because I smelled something delicious." Saitama's expression became very serious as he gave Lexon a thumbs-up.
"What are you, a dog?" Lexon shot him a glance and returned to the kitchen.
Before long, he finished the cooking and brought the dishes to the table.
*Ding!*
Just as the food hit the table, the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it." Genos was quite proactive.
Lexon wanted to stop him, but the room was small, and Genos's eager movements were too fast.
So now, the number of people at the dining table had become four.
The extra person, needless to say, was Fubuki, who was single-mindedly intent on recruiting people into her group.
Her obsession was truly deep; she had just been taught a lesson this morning.
Now, she arrived without any guard, acting as if nothing had happened.
After another round of frantic eating...
The dishes on the table were wiped clean.
Aside from the cyborg Genos and Lexon, the other two were lying on the floor with satisfied expressions, as if their lives were already perfect.
"I'll wash the dishes." Genos once again took on the role of the diligent handyman.
Lexon sipped his tea while watching the TV screen, his peripheral vision catching the two lying down. Listening to the sound of Genos washing dishes from the kitchen...
Suddenly, he felt an unexpected sense of peace.
And unexpectedly, he thought of the people and things from previous worlds.
'I'll go visit them after I'm done here,' Lexon thought to himself.
In reality, he casually brought up the morning's promise to Saitama. "Saitama, about what you said this morning..."
Hearing this, Genos in the kitchen and Fubuki lying down couldn't help but prick up their ears.
Saitama's expression was no longer casual. "Tomorrow. It's too late today."
"Alright," Lexon agreed.
"Saitama-sensei... Lexon-san... may I observe your battle?" At this moment, Genos poked his head out of the kitchen and requested sincerely.
"M-Me too!" Fubuki sat up straight and chimed in.
They didn't want to miss a battle of this level.
Not only could they witness the true strength of these two... perhaps... they could even learn something from it...
"Doesn't matter to me," Saitama waved his hand.
"It'll be very dangerous," Lexon warned.
"It's fine!" Genos and Fubuki shouted together.
"Then suit yourselves," Lexon said, not really caring either way.
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