Black Robe: How can Saiki Kusuo not be considered a superpowered individual?

"Mr. Homelander?"

The congressman, looking at Homelander whose head was turned away, shouted with some dissatisfaction.

"Oh, well, sorry, I was just thinking about something."

Homelander looked away and smiled at the congressman.

"Is that so? Okay, I'll talk to Mr. Stan."

The congressman, seeing the Homelander's reaction, visibly grew dissatisfied; he even pulled out Stan.

"Haha, you're really joking."

Homelander smiled and gently pressed his head against the senator's ear.

"How many of the legislators who come here are clean?"

"If you don't want your brain to be burned through by a laser while you're sleeping at night, and your brain matter to evaporate, you'd better behave yourself."

The congressman shuddered, his face grim as he listened to Homelander's devilish whispers and lowered his head.

Walter has dirt on him, and more than one.

Otherwise, how could he, a member of the U.S. Congress, possibly attend a coronation ceremony where a group of so-called capitalist elites gather?

"Great, I have some things to attend to next, so I'll have to excuse myself for a moment."

Homelander smiled and said something to everyone, then walked towards the figure not far away who was still enjoying coffee jelly.

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Nanzi was savoring the delicious coffee jelly when someone gently tapped her shoulder. Startled, she opened her eyes.

"Uh... Saiki?"

After looking at Nanzi in front of him and remaining silent for a while, the man from the motherland asked a question.

Nanzi looked at the man in front of her, recognized him, and nodded subconsciously while still eating coffee jelly.

"Is this... another superpower? Like the two-bodied people?"

Homelander looked at Nanzi in women's clothing and asked with a somewhat stiff expression.

He's a citizen of the motherland, could it be... that he's had children?

[Who is the two-bodied person? This is just a normal transformation superpower.]

In my mind, Nanzi's youthful voice echoed.

The man from the motherland frowned slightly.

"Who...who are you?"

"You're not Qi Mu?"

"wrong......."

"John."

Behind Homelander, holding a plate of coffee jelly from the kitchen, Qi Mu poked Homelander in the back and spoke.

!

Thankfully, the homelander's mental fortitude has improved considerably recently, otherwise he probably would have turned on the laser directly.

"Qi Mu? You... what's this?"

Homelander turned his head and saw a small pink creature holding a plate with many coffee jellies on it.

[cunning!]

Nanzi stared wide-eyed at the table full of coffee jelly that Qi Mu was holding.

How cunning! I never imagined that I, in my little self, could be so treacherous, sneaking off to the kitchen to make coffee jelly!

That's practically cheating.

"Oh, John, she's Saiki Kusuko, um... according to the setting, she can be considered my older sister."

Qi Mu introduced Nanzi to the people of his motherland.

"Hello, I'm Qi Mu Kusuko, nice to meet you."

Nanzi used her telekinesis to take three coffee jelly pieces from Qi Mu's plate and greeted Homelander.

"Sister...Sister?"

Homelander fell silent; his super brain hadn't been used in a long time, and he couldn't analyze anything at the moment.

He got stuck.

"Simply put, she is Saiki Kusuo from another world, but since there can't be two Kusuo in one world, she became Kusuko."

Qi Mu, while eating coffee jelly, explained to Homelander.

"So... how did you get here?"

The man from the motherland tried to understand, but for a thirty-year-old man to comprehend these things was simply beyond his comprehension.

"Well, maybe, I'm just bored?"

Qi Mu felt that John's ability to accept things had reached its limit, so he simply stopped talking to him about Jehovah.

"Is that so? Okay, then you guys...play first?"

Looking at Qi Mu and Nanzi, one small and one big, the Patriot tentatively asked.

"Mmm, there's lots of delicious food here."

Qi Mu nodded, while Nanzi, who was sitting next to him, was already enjoying her coffee jelly. Her whole demeanor had become more vibrant.

"Then I'll go to work now."

For the first time, the father felt the inability to join in the conversation between his son and his peers.

He ruffled Qi Mu's hair and added:

"Just go to the kitchen and get whatever you want to eat. A lot of things here are cold. If the kitchen doesn't have it, just ask them to make it."

Nanzi blinked as she watched the departing figures of the people from her homeland.

He treats you very well.

[After all, he's my biological father.]

Does he know you know about this?

[I don't know yet, I just guessed.]

[I see...]

[Hmm...in terms of financial resources, John is indeed much better off than Guochun.]

[What happened to your father?]

He liked to lick people's shoes.

Qi Mu was stunned when Nanzi's message arrived.

Is this for real?

[Although I hate to admit it, it's true.]

Nanzi sighed helplessly.

[Shall we go to the kitchen?]

Qi Mu extended an invitation to Nanzi.

"Set off!"

Nanzi rarely spoke using her vocal cords.

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back kitchen.

A group of chefs wearing chef hats were busy preparing dishes.

"Those damn elites, they clearly don't eat any of the food, yet they make us keep cooking. It's so extravagant."

A chef who wasn't very old complained in a low voice.

"Hey, that's normal. You've been in this line of work for a while, so you know that in these kinds of situations, the only people eating are those who have nothing better to do."

"When did enjoying delicious food become a luxury?"

The head chef standing to the side was somewhat emotional. He had been working for so long, serving as the head chef of a Michelin three-star restaurant and also as a private chef for some members of Congress.

I've met all sorts of people, so busy scheming and plotting that they don't even bother to savor good food.

"This is simply disrespectful to food."

A lollipop peeked out from the kitchen doorway.

"That's right... Hey? Who are you guys?"

"Oh, my friend said a lot of the food in the hall is cold, so he told us to come to the kitchen to find something to eat."

A small pink creature poked its head out and nodded seriously, affirming the chef's words.

Then, Nanzi, who was wearing a hair accessory with three lollipops on her head, walked in from the doorway.

Please take care of me.

She bowed to the chefs present and said this.