An SS-rank potential target?
The first thing Akira thought of were the existences within the three major organizations.
Sorcerers, Public Safety, Devils, Heroes.
There were many characters, but none were easy to approach.
Makima's Domination operated on the level of rules.
Tatsumaki and Fubuki clearly possessed Psychokinesis.
As for the Sorcerers, Akira wasn't sure yet.
After all, they dealt with things ordinary people couldn't even touch—and even the Souo Family couldn't reach their core.
Moreover, before awakening the system, Akira was just an ordinary person born with a silver spoon in his mouth.
He absolutely didn't want to get involved with such dangerous matters.
However, now that his strength had reached this level, he could try to contact these organizations.
Capturing an SS-rank target.
This might be a time-consuming task, but with a Master Ball, the process might be much simpler than imagined.
But no matter what, now was not the time to be overly ambitious.
Akira took out his phone and sent a message to Saeko Busujima.
Less than ten seconds later, Saeko reappeared in Akira's sight.
"Bai, what is this 'evolution' you mentioned?"
Akira took out a normal Capture Ball and released Kasumigaoka Utaha.
Kasumigaoka Utaha immediately let out a cry of surprise.
Because she felt as if she had slept comfortably—and upon opening her eyes, her fatigue was swept away once more.
Checking the time, only a few minutes had passed.
"Bai, let's live together!"
"Huh?"
"That way, I can write continuously."
Tsk.
She was treating him like a beast of burden.
"No. Although the Capture Ball can heal the body, it cannot adjust the mind."
"If you really do that, you'll develop psychological problems before long."
"Compared to writing, I definitely care more about you, Senpai."
Kasumigaoka Utaha's lips curved upward. "Alright, I know. But can we really not live together? Then we could…"
"I haven't considered it yet. After all, our gathering would be too conspicuous."
"And I live with my mom and sister."
Akira rejected Kasumigaoka Utaha's proposal again.
"By the way, Senpai—I call that sudden state of full recovery you just experienced 'evolution'."
"This evolution can significantly increase your physical stats."
"Now, your physical fitness is roughly equivalent to five well-trained people. You'll need a little time to adapt."
"And this evolution will appear in each of you, but due to individual reasons, the order of evolution and the power gained will vary."
Saeko Busujima was relieved to hear Akira say this.
She had thought Akira was being biased, evolving Senpai first.
It turned out to be due to uncontrollable factors like physique.
However, Senpai indeed had no foundation, so evolving her first to give her self-preservation ability was understandable.
"Then, Senpai, quickly get used to it!"
Immediately after evolving, Kasumigaoka Utaha had been busy bickering with Akira and hadn't paid attention to these things.
Now, feeling it carefully, she realized there was indeed a clear difference from before.
"Okay, I'll try!"
Kasumigaoka Utaha made a starting pose. The next second, her figure appeared at the edge of the rooftop.
This!
Kasumigaoka Utaha was first shocked, then her face filled with wild joy.
She zipped back in front of the two of them.
"Bai, am I amazing now?"
"Yes, very amazing. But you can't be arrogant now—because you'll be even more amazing in the future."
"Hmph hmph. Next time there's something about teaching a gang a lesson, you must call me."
"Alright, alright, alright. But in that case, you'll have to learn swordsmanship from Saeko."
Kasumigaoka Utaha clasped her hands behind her back and leaned forward.
Her plumpness trembled gently like a flower bud in the wind.
The smile on her face was full of charm.
"Can't I learn from you, Bai?"
Akira covered his forehead. "Of course you can. I'm just afraid that as I teach, it will eventually develop into an indescribable scene."
"That greatly affects teaching efficiency. And Saeko's current level is perfectly capable of taking on apprentices—plus the dojo at her home is already set up."
Saeko Busujima nodded. "That's right, Senpai. With your current strength, even without any moves, you can easily take on dozens of opponents."
"Learning techniques is for dealing with opponents of the same level—or even stronger ones."
Kasumigaoka Utaha glanced at Akira. "That works too. But I'm writing a novel recently and don't have much time."
"Weekends. Two days on the weekend. We'll contact each other via email."
"Okay!"
Seeing that the two had handled the relevant matters, Akira also stepped forward.
"Senpai, it's Saeko's turn to train next."
"Do you want to observe and learn from the side?"
"Got it. I'll go to the stairwell."
Taking her lunch, Kasumigaoka Utaha left the rooftop contentedly.
She had gained power.
And she had gained the qualification to enter the ball.
And she had been thoroughly fed.
It was simply a great harvest.
Even if she were made to eat in the toilet, she would have no complaints.
And as soon as Kasumigaoka Utaha disappeared from sight, Saeko Busujima eagerly stepped forward.
"Bai, it's my turn."
Even though she had been behind someone else, Saeko had no complaints.
She smiled like a flower, as if Akira in front of her was her entire world.
With the experience from previous times, Saeko was already quite self-aware.
She lightly unfastened her clothes—half-revealing, half-concealing.
As expected of Saeko.
Even after having just witnessed Kasumigaoka Utaha's brand new "controller,"
she could still easily stir up her own emotions.
"Saeko, you're beautiful."
"Bai."
A single word, filled with intense emotion, was already worth a thousand words.
The wind lifted Saeko Busujima's skirt—
and also gave Akira an opportunity.
"Mmm!"
This was training.
Akira was naturally very meticulous, doing everything that needed to be done.
For example: equipment maintenance and preparations before training.
The classic Great Yu Controls the Waters reappeared.
Akira had already mastered the art of water control.
Blocking. Dredging.
He grasped the essence of both.
Each time, he could calmly cope and lead everything.
Pfft.
Pfft.