Adam stroked his beard, a complex look in his eyes: "Allen, this child... he still ended up walking this path."
Child Emperor pushed up his glasses, a thoughtful expression on his young face: "Senior Allen's identity... needs to be re-evaluated."
KING stood still, his Emperor Engine roaring. He stiffly looked up at the collapsing spaceship, his legs trembling slightly.
"Mr. KING is indeed calm!" Tanktop Master gave a thumbs up.
"To be so composed in the face of such a scene!"
"I... I just..." KING's voice was a little shaky.
"As expected of the Strongest Man on Earth!" Pig God stuffed snacks into his mouth, mumbling indistinctly.
"He doesn't even bat an eye at such a small scene."
Muzan and the other demons quietly gathered in the shadows.
"Our Ancestor won..." Kokushibo's six eyes gleamed with awe.
Daki tugged at Gyutaro's sleeve: "Brother, should we go help?"
"Don't be silly." Gyutaro shook his head.
"Going now would only cause trouble."
Akaza clenched his fists, his tattoos strikingly prominent on his face: "This power... this is the ultimate martial art I seek!"
Gyokko hid behind a piece of rubble, the pot in his hand continuously spewing clear water: "Truly... awe-inspiring..."
Hantengu's four split bodies were busy, moving injured civilians to safety.
As everyone was busy, Tatsumaki, at the top of the spaceship, gently stroked Allen's hair, her green curls glowing softly in the sunset.
"Hey... are you really okay?" Her voice unconsciously softened.
Allen slowly opened his eyes, a smile on his lips: "Mm... just a little tired..."
"Idiot..." Tatsumaki turned her face away, the tips of her ears slightly red.
"Who told you to show off..."
"I'm sorry... for deceiving you for so long..." Allen said softly.
A complex look flashed in Tatsumaki's green eyes: "When you get better... I'm going to throw you from the sky ten thousand times..."
"Okay..." Allen closed his eyes with a smile.
"I won't resist then..."
Below, the spaceship's wreckage finally crashed to the ground with a roar, kicking up a cloud of dust. The heroes used their abilities to protect the surrounding buildings, saving whatever they could.
"Seriously..." Metal Bat stood on his tiptoes, looking at the two unmoving figures on top.
"How long are they going to stay up there?"
"Youth is truly wonderful~" Prisoner Sexy-Sexy cupped his face in his hands, saying ecstatically.
Adam stroked his beard, a relieved smile on his face: "It seems... things aren't so bad."
Genos activated his thrusters: "Teacher, should we go..."
Saitama scratched his bald head: "Ah... let them have some time alone. How about we go grab some discounted groceries? We haven't tried the discounted groceries in City A yet."
In the ruins, heroes and demons were busy, while on top of the collapsed spaceship, the setting sun cast long shadows of the two figures, as if the whole world was left with just them.
Tatsumaki looked down at the sleeping Allen in her arms, her green curls falling on his face. She gently brushed the hair aside, an almost imperceptible curve unconsciously forming on her lips.
Tatsumaki gently brushed away the hair that had fallen on Allen's face. She suddenly realized her actions were too intimate, and immediately put on a stern face, but her fingertips lingered.
"Idiot..." she mumbled softly, her green curls trembling slightly in the morning light.
Metal Bat's loud voice came from afar: "Hey! How long are you two going to stay up there? The Association sent a helicopter!"
Tatsumaki abruptly pulled her hand back, Psychokinesis instantly erupting: "So noisy!"
A piece of spaceship wreckage flew towards the source of the sound.
"Woah!" Metal Bat hastily jumped away.
"You little brat, are you trying to murder me!"
This commotion made Allen slowly open his eyes. He propped himself up, his armor long destroyed in the battle, now only wearing tattered black combat gear, revealing his muscular body covered in scars.
"It's morning?" He rubbed his temples. The evolution of his Invincible Defense had taken his recovery to the next level, but the mental exhaustion still lingered.
Tatsumaki immediately floated a meter away, crossing her arms: "If you're awake, hurry up and get up! Those old men from the Association are waiting to interrogate you!"
Allen gave a wry smile, stretching his shoulders. In the distance, several helicopters bearing the Hero Association logo were approaching, their rotor wash dispersing the dust on the ruins.
"Looks like the trouble has just begun." he muttered.
Tatsumaki's green eyes flickered: "Do you... want to hide for a bit?"
"No." Allen shook his head, his gaze sweeping over the busy heroes below.
"What needs to be faced will be faced eventually."
Adam and Genos were assisting the rescue team in moving the injured. Zombieman, with a cigarette in his mouth, looked over thoughtfully. KING stood on the ruins, his Emperor Engine roaring. Atomic Samurai and Flashy Flash were counting casualties. Superalloy Darkshine was flexing his muscular physique, helping to lift heavy objects... Muzan and the other demons were already gone, presumably having hidden themselves amidst the chaos. Allen sensed through their mental link that they were moving through underground tunnels, ready to continue their 'helping civilians' plan.
A helicopter landed not far away. Zenil, accompanied by a team of fully armed guards, walked over quickly, his face so grim it looked like it could drip water.
"Mr. Allen." Zenil's expression was smug, his voice cold: "Given your act of concealing your identity, the Association has decided to temporarily freeze your S-class qualification. Please cooperate with the investigation."
Tatsumaki's green curls instantly flared: "On what grounds! If it weren't for him, the entire City A would have already—"
"Miss Tatsumaki!" Sitch sharply interrupted.
"This is the Association's decision! Please do not obstruct official business!"
"You seem to have misunderstood something."
Zenil only saw a blur, and the next moment Allen had him by the neck. The entire scene instantly froze, and all the heroes stopped what they were doing.
"You... what are you doing?!" Zenil's face turned beet red, his legs flailing uselessly in the air.
"I am a sponsor of the Association! A high-ranking official!"
Allen's gaze was terrifyingly cold: "Sponsor? Do you think donating a little money gives you the right to do whatever you want?"
"Allen! Stop!" Sitch shouted in horror.
"Do you know what you're doing?"
Metal Bat tightened his grip on his bat: "Whoa, whoa, Rookie, calm down!"
Tatsumaki's green curls fluttered violently, but surprisingly, she didn't speak to stop him. She had already decided that no matter what Allen did, she would support him. Being a hero, or not, it didn't matter.
"I am clearer than ever." Allen's voice was very soft, yet everyone heard it distinctly.
"This scumbag has planted spies in the Association, embezzled public funds, and even secretly sold hero intelligence to underground organizations."
"Nonsense! This is slander!" Zenil struggled and shouted.
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