"Aki, you were actually Power's breast pad!!"
"That's the first time I've ever guessed wrong."
Arata slapped his forehead, then opened the Mirror Gate to let Aki Hayakawa out.
When Aki Hayakawa came out, he was holding a cup in his hand.
"Earlier when Power said her breast pad was groping her, I didn't believe it. Now it looks like it was true."
"I... I just wanted to warn her! I didn't have any other thoughts!"
"Aki, how was it? Were you happy? Where was your mouth positioned on the breast pad?"
Aki's face turned beet red from Arata's teasing. He hurriedly explained, "Stop talking! I didn't have a choice! Power refused to use a new pair and insisted on using the ones under the bed. There was nothing I could do!"
"You absolutely cannot tell Power! When she gets back, just tell her I was turned into this cup," Aki pleaded.
"But what's the deal with the extra cup?"
"We had extra guests the day before yesterday, so I specifically took out an extra cup for Quanxi and her girls to use."
"So that's why. I didn't notice at the time."
"I'm going to throw this cup away in a bit. Don't tell Power."
"Don't worry, I won't say a word."
Aki hurriedly went to dispose of the cup. When he turned around, Denji was standing in the doorway. He looked rather angry.
"Why is it that we both got turned into breast pads, but we got completely different treatment?!"
"I don't have time for you." Aki bypassed Denji and went outside to find a trash can.
"Master, hurry up and absorb the Ghost Devil's corpse!"
"Why are you more anxious about this than I am?" Arata quickly squatted down, drawing blood runes around the corpse. The corpse sank into the ground right in front of Denji's eyes.
Arata was completely open about this secret now.
"In a bit, you can turn me into a breast pad and give me to Miss Makima!" Denji suddenly laughed, his mind already fantasizing about the wonderful life of being Makima's breast pad.
"Makima doesn't need breast pads."
"Then turn me into underwear and give me to Miss Makima! Panties work too!"
"Makima hasn't liked feeling constrained lately, so she's been going commando."
"Master, how do you know so much about Makima?"
"Himeno told me." By this time, the Ghost Devil's corpse had been fully absorbed.
"Then Himeno-senpai definitely wears them! You can give me to Himeno-senpai instead. Besides, she worships you so much, she'd definitely wear the clothes you give her every single day!"
"Stop thinking up these perverted ideas. Besides, I can only turn people who are afraid of me into objects. Are you afraid of me?"
"Uh... I was a little scared when we first met."
"But you aren't afraid of me anymore, so it's impossible for me to turn you into an object."
"Whatever. I'll just tell Power the truth in a bit."
"Do you want to die?!" Aki Hayakawa spun around and hoisted Denji up by his collar.
"Alright, hurry up and get out there to help Power deal with the Cockroach Devil," Arata interrupted them, adding a specific jab at Aki: "It's fine, Aki. Even if Power finds out, she won't ask you for child support."
Aki covered his face with his hands. This was likely going to be a lifelong trauma for him.
Meanwhile, Arata and Denji dashed toward the Cockroach Devil's location.
Not far away, a cockroach the size of a skyscraper was relentlessly attacking Power. Gripping her blood axe, Power was leaping all over the Cockroach Devil's body.
VROOOOM!!!
Denji swiftly pulled his rip cord. Using his chainsaw chains to propel himself, he charged at the Cockroach Devil.
SLASH!!!
In an instant, the Cockroach Devil's antennae were sliced off. Blood sprayed into the air.
Relying on the flexibility of his chains and the geographical advantage, Denji swung back and forth between the buildings like Spider-Man. With hit-and-run guerilla tactics, he slashed the Cockroach Devil until it couldn't tell which way was up. Every strike left a massive gash on the Cockroach Devil's body.
But the Cockroach Devil soon caught on to Denji's attack patterns. It dove forward, plowing through and collapsing building after building.
In just a few short minutes, six or seven apartment buildings were reduced to rubble. Fortunately, the people inside had evacuated early, so it didn't result in massive casualties.
At this point, Arata, who was standing on a rooftop, couldn't just stand by anymore.
It was time to test out the Gluttony Devil's power. Ever since he absorbed the Gluttony Devil, he had been dying to try out the feeling of becoming a giant.
With a leap, he jumped off the building.
His body rapidly expanded in mid-air. He shot up from a 1.8-meter-tall man to an 80-meter-tall giant in an instant.
However, his clothes were not made out of the same indestructible material as the Hulk's pants. The moment his body grew, the shredded pieces of his clothes fluttered away into the wind like butterflies.
THUD!!
His landing produced a deafening boom. The surrounding car alarms simultaneously went off, providing a fittingly chaotic soundtrack for Arata's grand entrance.
And so, a giant, pale, naked man made a very shy debut.
"Fuck!!! My clothes!" Arata hastily covered his giant package with a face full of embarrassment.
"Holy crap, Arata got so huge!!" Power froze in place, staring up at Arata with eyes full of worship.
Denji also stopped fighting and stood there dumbfounded.
Seeing a human roughly its own size, the Cockroach Devil's appetite flared up instantly. Eating tiny humans one by one wasn't satisfying enough; this was an absolute feast!
Seeing the cockroach mindlessly diving toward him, Arata couldn't free up the hands covering his junk. So he simply raised a leg and front-kicked the Cockroach Devil right onto its back.
"Hold on! Let me go find an Ultraman suit first!"
Arata looked around left and right. Not far away, he spotted a massive billboard. Without a second thought, he rushed over, ripped it off, and used it as a makeshift loincloth to cover his giant package.
At this moment, the Cockroach Devil charged at him again.
Arata freed up one hand to fight back, but it was still incredibly inconvenient.
He could have easily one-shotted the Cockroach Devil using his other abilities, but Arata insisted on experiencing what it felt like to be Ultraman.
Moreover, in the Gluttony Devil's gigantified state, he couldn't transform into Freddy Krueger. The Muscle Devil, however, was perfectly viable. It was all about reasonably mixing and matching devil abilities.
Arata's muscles began to rapidly expand. A colossal, muscular man stood towering over the city.
By now, no one in the distant office buildings was doing any work. They were all pressing their faces against the windows to stare at the giant naked man.
Some women saw the "giant package" and their faces instantly flushed bright red. Some even had their legs trembling.
Some Japanese men who constantly bragged about their 15 centimeters compared themselves to Arata, realizing they couldn't even be considered enoki mushrooms in comparison. They hurriedly bowed in worship to Arata, praying for him to bless them with a few extra centimeters.
"Whatever, as long as my face is covered, it's fine!"
Arata bent the billboard and plastered it over his face like a mask. He then started brawling with the Cockroach Devil.
With a brutal shoulder throw, he launched the Cockroach Devil a thousand meters away. Its body acted like a bowling ball, turning a beautiful city skyline into a pile of industrial trash.
"Well, this is bad. A lot of people are going to be homeless now."
The Cockroach Devil had, after all, eaten a piece of the Gun Devil's flesh. Its regenerative abilities and durability were top-tier.
It took solid, direct hits from Arata's WWE arsenal: an RKO, a Superman Punch, a Tombstone Piledriver, and a Sitout Powerbomb. Yet it still managed to jump back up, alive and kicking.
"Damn, it really is an unkillable roach." Even Arata had to admire the Cockroach Devil's sheer tankiness.
Seeing Arata standing still, the Cockroach Devil launched another attack.
This time, its eyes were locked onto his "giant package."
But Arata wasn't going to give it any chances.
He knocked it over with an uppercut, and then unleashed a point-blank, super-sized sonic blast right in its face.
Fueled by his gigantified body, the destructive power of the sonic wave was amplified by more than ten times.
The glass windows of buildings far in the distance all shattered simultaneously. A rain of glass showered down onto the streets.
As for the Cockroach Devil, its internal organs were completely pulverized by the shockwave. It didn't get back up again.
Having fully satisfied his Ultraman craving, Arata cancelled his gigantification.
Upon landing, he immediately borrowed Denji's shirt and wrapped it around his waist.
Dealing with the oversized corpse, Arata once again summoned his rat army to do the dirty work of drawing the blood runes. Soon, the Cockroach Devil's corpse vanished, leaving behind only a thoroughly ravaged and cratered city.
"Master, it's a good thing we didn't fight near Aki's place, otherwise we'd all be homeless right now."
"Don't worry. If you ever lose your place, you can just live in your Master's Mirror Dimension. It's over 10,000 square meters, live wherever you want."
"Arata! Look at what's happening over there!" Power hurriedly patted Arata's arm.
When Arata looked ahead, an astonishing scene unfolded.
Countless pieces of rubble flew up from the ground. Shards of glass gradually pieced themselves back together, snapping perfectly back into the window frames. Knocked-over streetlights stood themselves upright for no apparent reason. Smashed, totaled cars looked as good as brand new. The cracked and torn roads were slowly stitching themselves back together.
The city that had just been reduced to ruins was, at this very moment, miraculously restoring itself.
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