After Asmodeus was decapitated, Arata absorbed her corpse. He gained the ability to completely nullify all attacks from the opposite sex. As long as the attacker was female and the attack was targeted at him, Arata would be entirely immune.
This was undoubtedly a massive blow to Makima and Kana Okura. However, no one else knew this. Furthermore, Asmodeus had a wide variety of abilities. Controlling the opposite sex, deflecting attacks from the same sex, ignoring attacks from the opposite sex, and collecting junk to craft weapons.
With so many abilities, even if they knew Arata had contracted with the Corpse Devil, they wouldn't be able to guess which power he had obtained. At the same time, it also sped up his progress in unlocking the fourth layer of the dream. "Where's Arata?" At this moment, everyone was looking around, but they still couldn't catch a glimpse of him anywhere.
Right now, all the mind-controlled dickless men had regained their consciousness. This proved that Arata had defeated Asmodeus, and the bloodlines of Tokyo were finally saved. Himeno called Arata's phone. After multiple unanswered calls, she suddenly remembered the dickless men trapped inside the mountain cave.
The missing Arai and Tomoro were also found inside the cave, but the two of them no longer had their junk. As the only son in his family and a virgin, Arai couldn't accept this reality after waking up. After holding his head in his hands and going through a massive internal struggle, Arai made the decision to resign.
He hadn't just lost his junk; he also lost his resolve to be a Public Safety Devil Hunter, as well as his pride as a man. Himeno wasn't surprised by Arai's resignation. Instead, she felt deep sympathy for him. After all, in the past, Arai would turn beet red just having a one-on-one conversation with her. But now, he looked like a monk who had seen through all mortal desires.
"Arai, go home and rest first. In your current state, I'm afraid it will be very hard for you to find another job. I'll apply for paid sick leave for you. If you figure things out during this time, the doors of the Public Safety Devil Hunters will always be open for you." "If you have any inconveniences in your daily life, you can come live at my place. I'll take care of you for a while," Aki Hayakawa said.
"Himeno-senpai! Hayakawa-senpai, thank you." Arai's eyes brimmed with tears of emotion, constantly wiping the corners of his eyes with his sleeve. Arai had given up on himself, but the people of Division 4 hadn't given up on him.
"What are you crying for? So you lost a piece of junk, are human hearts really this fragile? When this great one took over this human body, I didn't have one to begin with. Do you see me caring about it?" Power didn't have an ounce of sympathy. It was just a missing chunk of meat, not a missing arm or leg. There was no need to just give up on life entirely.
Arai didn't even glance at her, completely ignoring her words. "I heard Tenten say that Master also lost his junk," Denji shouted out. "Arata-senpai lost his junk too!!" Arai instantly stopped crying.
He thought he was the only dickless man in Division 4, which was why he felt he had no face left to stay in Public Safety. He never expected someone else to become a eunuch alongside him, let alone Arata, the strongest in Division 4. This made Arai feel somewhat better inside. After all, two people shouldering the burden was better than doing it alone.
"Who said I lost my junk??" At that moment, Arata walked into the office. "Arata-senpai." Tenten, who had been sitting dejectedly in a chair, immediately stood up. She assumed that Arata, like Arai, had lost all his confidence due to losing his junk.
She had wanted to comfort Arata, but couldn't find him anywhere. There was nothing more devastating than not being by the side of the person you loved when they were at their saddest. This was even more agonizing than if Tenten had lost her own chest. "Hey, keep your hands to yourself." Arata blocked her hand, preventing Tenten from touching it once and never wanting to let go.
"Arata-senpai, your voice is back." "I just caught a cold earlier, which is why my voice got high-pitched. It's not what you guys are imagining." "Arata-senpai, you're so strong." Arai was stunned by Arata's powerful mental fortitude.
Born as a human, Arai was utterly devastated by the loss of his junk. But Arata remained optimistic, showing no signs of negativity over it. "Arata-senpai, thank you!" Arai immediately bowed to Arata. "After seeing you, I've decided to cancel my resignation. If I leave, it will just make you stand out more as an oddity. So I've decided to stay and keep you company. Two men without junk are better than one."
"Arai, what the hell are you talking about? I'm a man with his junk intact." "Arata, I know you've always tried to be tough, but if you need comfort, your senior will always be here for you," Himeno said. "Master, if that celebrity comes looking for you at night again, I can go in your place," Denji offered.
At this point, nobody believed him. They unanimously agreed that Arata cared too much about his pride and was deliberately faking his composure. "Looks like I have no choice but to prove it," Arata said helplessly, then patted Tenten on the shoulder. "Then you can help me prove it."
"Okay, Arata-senpai." Tenten was already well-practiced at this, her hand slowly creeping closer. But the next second, her expression turned to shock, and then from shock to pure joy. Everyone was staring intently at the changes in Tenten's expression. "It's still there! Arata-senpai's junk is still there."
"You know it's there, so why haven't you let go?" "Let me confirm it too." Himeno instantly rushed over. The two women stood in front of Arata. They didn't say a word, but their expressions were communicating the entire time.
"Let this great one try too." "Get lost!!" Arata swatted away the wandering hands of the female perverts. "You scared me for a second, Arata. Yours really is still there," Himeno laughed.
"Even if my entire body explodes, it will still be the most perfectly preserved part of me." Arata had indeed undergone surgery. But he had two ways to recover. The first was to resurrect after dying, which would return his body to its original state.
The second method was using the Tragedy Devil to rewind his physical state back to peak condition, provided it was within 20 minutes. Since he had exceeded the 20-minute limit, Arata had to choose the first option. "Seniors, I'll be taking my leave now."
Amidst everyone's cheering, Arai ran out of the office with a gloomy face. He thought he could stay if he had some company, but now, he was just a dickless man that nobody cared about. "Wait." Arata grabbed Arai's shoulder.
"Arata-senpai, just let me leave," Arai cried as he turned his head back. "For the sake of us being colleagues, I can help you." "Help me?" Arai's eyes went wide. "If you don't mind, keep living on with your senior's junk."
"Use yours..." Arai said in shock. "That's right, you can use mine." "No way." Tenten was the first to object. "Don't worry, I can resurrect. Once I come back to life, my body returns to its original form."
"Resurrect!! And you can even give your junk for someone else to use." Kana Okura immediately took mental notes of these key details. "Really!!!" Arai's sorrow turned into joy. This was like trading in a musket for a cannon. His equipment had just been massively upgraded.
"Of course. I've already booked an appointment for you with the Surgery Devil and handed the junk over to him." Arata was referring to the piece he had chopped off earlier. Because he figured Arai would definitely end up a eunuch, he specifically told the doctor to keep it safe.
Even though it wasn't his original organ, as long as it could be used, Arai would forever remember Arata's immense kindness and virtue. In the future, he would use his senior's junk to marry a wife, have kids, and go in and out.
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