I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 512 My weakening doesn't mean you've become stronger.

at the same time,

New Bunkyo District, Second School District.

The newly built private hospital affiliated with the University of Tokyo.

Universities in island nations are also divided into three categories: national, public, and private. National universities are funded by the island nation's government, public universities are funded by local government budgets, and private universities are self-financing. Just like high schools, national universities are truly top-tier universities, private universities are for those with money and good grades, and as for public universities...

hehe~~
Meanwhile, in the island nation, schools are also divided into S-level, A-level, B-level and so on up to F-level;
The University of Tokyo is undoubtedly the number one among S-class universities.

If there were an 'SS-level' university, then the University of Tokyo would undoubtedly be the top choice.

A university like this naturally has its own private hospital: the University of Tokyo Hospital, which enjoys a prestigious reputation not only in the island nation but also worldwide.

Outside the private wards on the top floor of this hospital, a group of men in black suits are scattered throughout the corridors, rooftops, and parking lots, protecting the core wards.

Because their president, Hongo Hina, was in that hospital room.

"Would you like to come stay at my place for a few days?"

In a private hospital room, Qiong Mei, who was peeling an apple, asked her friend in the hospital bed a question.

"I'll have Youluo prepare a secluded courtyard for you to recuperate in peace."

Today, Adachi Ward has become the headquarters of the Kakaiin family, with a large number of Onmyoji gathering there, forming concentric circles around Yuu's hut. Providing Hongo Himeto with a house would be a simple matter of a word.

"No need,"

The girl lying on the hospital bed shook her head slightly.

"It's just a loss of spiritual power, not complete paralysis. Xiao Qiong, don't worry~~"

Do not,
How could anyone not be worried?
Qiong Mei remained silent and continued peeling the apple.

"Relax, I know you meant well, Xiaoqiong, but—"

Hina Hongo stretched her hand out from under the covers, flexed her fingers, and then touched the cheek where she had been punched.

"Losing my spiritual power actually helped me see myself more clearly. Indeed, one should not change one's dreams at will; becoming the strongest human is my original aspiration."

Ah this,

"I'm relieved to see that you're in such good spirits."

Qiongmei placed the sliced ​​apples in the fruit bowl, then stood up.

"Since you don't need my help, then, Hime-chan—"

Kyōmei came over to protect Hongō Hime: Yes, she lost all her spiritual power, but that doesn't mean she's useless.

Using a game as an example, she only dropped to 'level 1'; she can easily start over, especially since she still has her experience and skills; plus, she has no shortage of various extraordinary resources, so she will soon return to the ranks of extraordinary beings, and it is not impossible for her to break through to the Ghost level again.

But since the other party has already refused outright, Qiong Mei naturally won't insist.

"be careful."

After saying that, Qiongmei pushed open the door and went out;

The men in black suits outside the door bowed respectfully before decisively leaving.

Is this what it's like to be an ordinary person?

The girl, lying alone in the hospital bed, murmured to herself that she hadn't experienced this feeling of extreme weakness and slowness for a very long time.

Even before her extraordinary rebirth, she wasn't exactly an 'ordinary person'; she was a weapon meticulously cultivated by the organization.
"Miss Hongo, it's time to change your dressing."

A few minutes later, a female nurse pushed open the door.

In fact, besides losing her spiritual power, the most serious injury to Hina Hongo was the punch she received in the face from Touma Kamijou.

However, for a big shot like her, even the slightest superficial injury would warrant world-class medical treatment: it would only be a matter of inviting a shrine maiden from the Inari Shrine to perform a healing spell.

As the nurse carried the changed medication into the ward...
Several men in black suits followed cautiously in, their eyes fixed on the nurse, ready to strike her if she made any unusual move.

"Well, so soon?"

Hongo Hina raised her hand and pressed the button next to the hospital bed, sitting up in the raised bed.

"The assassination happened faster than I expected~~"

? !
Upon hearing her words, the nurse, who had a professional smile on her face, changed her expression.

brush,

As he flipped the tray in his hand, the medicine spilled out, and a metal knife 'emerged' from the tray.

Holding a sharp blade, the nurse suddenly lunged at the girl on the hospital bed!
Bang!
Next second,
The female nurse was slammed hard onto the floor.

The metal knife in his hand was only half a meter away from the girl on the hospital bed, yet it was already an insurmountable chasm.

Several men in black suits rushed up and grabbed the nurse, holding her firmly in place. Although they were dressed like ordinary soldiers, they were actually superhumans!
Don't forget, the Kengan Society was the first force to mass-produce 'supernatural potions', and they had already achieved 'superhuman' status for all members'.

To attempt an assassination in front of them is simply suicidal!

"President, are you okay?"

After easily subduing the nurse, a man in a black suit stepped forward, bowed, and inquired.

"What could possibly happen to me?"

The girl on the hospital bed tilted her head and revealed her signature 'innocent' smile.

Why haven't you made a move yet?

"What are we waiting for? — Love?"

"Do it!!"

With a roar, black lines suddenly appeared on the skin of the man in the black suit.

"He's nothing but a powerless loser, die!!"

at the same time,

The other men in black suits also swarmed forward, heading straight for the hospital bed.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Click,

With a quick rub of his hands, he twisted the head of a girl in a black suit 360 degrees, and then released her.

"Hey, Shinonome, these guys are all 'one of us,' right?"

The beautiful woman in the long dress behind him, Karen, spoke hesitantly.

This is a hospital corridor, yet it's littered with black suits, their necks twisted at exaggerated angles, clearly dead beyond any doubt—even the superhumans are no exception.

"what is the relationship?"

The young girl, Dongyun Lei, clapped her hands.
"Anyone who dares to stop me, I will kill them."

Okay, that's definitely his personality.

With her long, wavy hair and ball gown, Karen sighed inwardly; she preferred attending balls to killing.

The Kengan Association is now in complete chaos. With its chairman crippled and hospitalized, all the executives and assassins are shrinking their forces, creating an atmosphere of mutual suspicion and constant power struggles. Previously, they had Hina Hongo as an absolute powerhouse to suppress them, but now—

We're all either martial artists or assassins, so who's going to submit to whom?

so,

Bang!
He kicked open the door to the private hospital room.

"Hina-chan,"

Dong Yunlei's gaze swept across the room and landed on the girl on the hospital bed.

"Seeing you so energetic makes me feel relieved."

"this--?!"

Karen's pupils contracted as she entered.
Besides the girl sitting on the hospital bed, there were also black suits lying all over the floor in this private ward!
Whether it's someone's dagger stuck in their eye socket, someone's neck broken with a chop, or a fist embedded in someone's chest, it seems as if these people are killing each other and dying together.
"Rei-chan, or Karen-chan? Why are you so late to see me?"

Hearing the words of the spotless girl on the hospital bed, Dong Yunlei pulled out from the pocket of her oversized tracksuit:

A bottle of extraordinary potion.

"Excuse me, I'll go get this."

As Dong Yunlei spoke, she raised her hand and tossed the medicine, stained with dried blood, to her superior on the hospital bed.

Although she is his superior, the two are actually friends, or rather, they are believers and 'faith': that's right, Higashikuni Rei is a fanatical believer and fan of Hongo Hime.

"Come on, Hina-chan, drink it, and then continue leading us—"

The Kengan Society was in complete chaos, and Dong Yunlei had to go to great lengths to obtain this potion.

It's easy to tell from the bloodstains on the medicine bottle.

"Thanks, Xiao Lei."

Hina Hongo casually placed the medicine on the bedside table, then lifted the covers, got out of bed, and put on her shoes.

"But I don't need that kind of thing anymore."

?

"Hina-chan, you—"

"Whether it's the Kengan Association or any of you, we don't need you anymore."

As she spoke, Hina Hongo bent down and pulled a cell phone from the pocket of the leading black-suited corpse.

"Moshi Moshi~~"

The girl held the phone to her ear and spoke with a smile.

"Don't worry, I have indeed lost my ghost-level spiritual power."

"Since you've refused Xiaoqiong's protection, you can do whatever you want with this opportunity~~"

The private hospital room fell into dead silence.
It was as if Hongo Hime was talking to herself.

"Chairman Hongo,"

A few seconds later, a disguised electronic voice came from the phone; even though it was an electronic voice, it was still filled with apprehension.

"What exactly do you want?" "Huh?"

Upon hearing this question, Hina Hongo couldn't help but laugh.

"It's not what I want to do, it's what you want to do, isn't it? Why are you so eager to send people here to kill us?"

"The Kengan Association is yours to keep."

Holding her phone, Hina Hongo walked outside.

They ignored the stunned Dongyun Lei and Karen.

"Don't misunderstand, this isn't a plea for mercy."

"I also want to experience the fun of challenging a huge organization as an 'ordinary person'?"

After saying that, the girl tossed her phone into the room next door.

"madman!"

A barrage of angry curses came from the phone, and then:

boom! !

It suddenly exploded.
Unfortunately, with only a room between them, the cell phone bomb wasn't enough to harm the leisurely departing Hina Hongo.

"The assassination attempt failed."

"How did that guy manage to become an ordinary person?"

In a secluded room, several extraordinary "big shots" were furious. Hongo Hime had lost her spiritual power and become an ordinary person—this had been confirmed by "that person's" golden words. Her sister had only made a token visit to the ward and hadn't even taken her away.

This is why they dared to take action, but the first assassination attempt failed at lightning speed, and they didn't even know how it failed!
That's simply extraordinary.

"This is not the time to discuss this. Let 'Tiger' go. I don't believe the intelligence is false!"

There's no turning back once the arrow is released; since we've already started, we might as well see it through to the end.

If Hongo Hime doesn't die, then they will!

However, these guys had no idea that the 'former chairman' didn't take them seriously at all.

"The tiger has passed."

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"Wow, is it really that efficient?"

Having just left the University of Tokyo, and not having walked far, Hina Hongo's gaze fell upon a gaunt man in the nearby park.

The man had a unkempt beard and lifeless eyes, looking like some kind of homeless person in the park: if you ignored the clearly defined muscles under his vest and the calluses on his palms.

"I'm starting to look at those guys with a newfound respect."

"Are you going to look at me with new eyes?"

The man who was squatting in the park smoking stood up, casually clenched his cigarette, and turned it into ashes!

"Let me gouge your eyes out and see if you can still laugh."

Pity,
The woman in front of him, Hina Hongo, was just an ordinary person.

If he could, this man's 'martial arts spirit' would prefer to defeat Hina Hongo in her prime; however, back then, Hongo could have killed him with a single finger.

Forget it, at least I can get revenge.

I remember you are

As the man emanating murderous intent approached step by step in the park, Hongo Hime tilted her head.

"Sorry, I can't remember. Maybe it was some random grunt I took down sometime during the day."

boom----

Her response was a deafening, powerful punch.

Boom! ! !

With a loud bang, a crater large enough for a person to swim in was blasted out of the park.

But just before her opponent could throw a punch, Hongo Hina had already leaped back; the shattered stones whistled through the air, but 'luckily' none of them hit her.

?

"Humph,"

Having missed his first move, the man nicknamed "Tiger" suddenly charged forward, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks!

Every punch and kick was like a heavy artillery bombardment; an ordinary person would die instantly if grazed or touched. However, no matter how fierce his punches and kicks were, they were all in vain.

Because Hongo Hime's figure moved forward and backward, unpredictable, like a feather struck by a hammer. Before the hammer arrived, the breeze came first, and that breeze was enough to make the feather dance in the wind; no matter how the hammer roared and swept across, it could not harm the feather in the slightest.

"Is the president of the Kengan Association all you can do?!"

When a man roars, it's not just a simple outburst of anger, but a tactical provocation.

"Hey, I'm just an 'ordinary person'~~,"

"You actually want me to confront you head-on?"

Taking advantage of the gust of wind generated by her opponent's punch and her top-notch experience, Hongo Himeya, who was constantly dodging, retreated with a smile and made a teasing remark.

but--

"Fine, I'll take your punch."

The girl gracefully stepped back, extending her right hand and pointing her five fingers at the man nicknamed 'Tiger'.

?

"Okay! Don't regret it!!"

"Ho~~~"

With a roar, the man's body suddenly rose higher, instantly ripping his vest apart.

Each bristle pierced his skin, transforming into dense, golden hair that covered his face, eventually forming a stripe resembling the Chinese character "王" (king) on ​​his forehead.

His nickname "Tiger" isn't just a nickname; he can actually transform into a tiger!

Cursed Seal Second Form

tread,

boom! !

The transformation ended, and with one step, the ground instantly shattered!

With his muscles bulging, the man threw a punch at Hongo Hime; even before his fist was a meter away, the howling wind blew the girl's hair and clothes wildly, revealing the aura of the king of beasts.

This punch has already reached the Tiger level.

Faced with a punch powerful enough to blast an armored vehicle into a pancake, Hina Hongo surprisingly did not dodge or flinch, much to the man's delight.

die----

Snapped,

A ferocious fist,
It slammed into her small palm.

However, the scene of bones exploding and flesh flying everywhere did not occur:

The man's fist struck like a spring, or like rapidly flowing water, its power being absorbed layer by layer by the girl's palm.

whoosh whoosh,

The girl who was hit by this "punch" spun around at high speed in place like a top.

Thump,

Before the 'tiger' could react,
A small fist landed on his cheek.

The world is spinning.

boom!
His body tilted to the side.
The man nicknamed 'Tiger' slammed his head into the ground and then smashed his other cheek against it!

boom----

A second loud bang followed.
The ground suddenly sank down, creating a crater the size of a basketball court.

In the center of the crater was the martial artist 'Tiger', his face contorted in horror.

"This this."

"This is an application of 'energy dissipation',"

The girl, who floated back and landed beside the crater, kindly explained.

"I use it for offense, absorbing your power and making it my own, then using it to attack you. That's why it's called—"

Offense and defense!
"Can"

The man, trapped in the crater, still seemed to have something to say.

"You're saying that even if you want to 'use four ounces to move a thousand pounds,' you still need to have four ounces first, right?"

Various techniques of using an opponent's force against them are common in martial arts; however, to achieve this seemingly miraculous dissipation of force is another matter entirely. Moreover:

"I'm already a superhuman, just now, right now."

Hongo Hime smiled and tilted her head.

With her talent, refining 'spiritual power' was a natural progression.

"I'm sorry."

"I have indeed become weaker, but—"

That doesn't mean you've become stronger.

Dog-level can instantly kill Tiger-level!

The president of the Kengan Association remains as formidable as ever.

(End of this chapter)