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

The streets of Manhattan.

Yehe, dressed in a long white dress and barefoot, looked around the street with curiosity.

Behind her were Qi Mu, Nanzi, and Xingguang, who hadn't yet recovered from the collapse of her worldview.

What do you mean you have a friend in Walter, and that friend is Homelander?

What do you mean you're a six-winged archangel who knows a blond giant god? Is that even true?

Starlight felt that everything around her was so surreal.

Skyscrapers and bustling traffic.

The dense, spiderweb-like creatures all around her reminded her that she was living in a world she knew well.

But why is there a God in front of me?!

"Hey, are you Starlight? Can we take a picture together?"

The people nearby recognized Xingguang; Xingguang is still incredibly popular.

Even the other veteran members of the Seven Heroes have not received much publicity recently.

A new broom sweeps clean, let alone the newcomers to the Seven Heroes.

"Ha, of course."

Xingguang paused for a moment, the flash already hitting her face. She gave a helpless smile and finished taking a photo with the passerby.

She then quickly caught up with Qi Mu ahead.

"Qi Mu, can I walk? There are a lot of people here."

Qi Mu shrugged, and Yehe in front of him turned around.

"Little Annie, are you planning to abandon a god who has descended to earth and run off to play your little capitalist games?"

"This is a betrayal of the church, a betrayal of the Lord."

"You'll go to hell!"

They still use the old-fashioned tactics: first label them, then beat them mercilessly.

"Gulp..."

Starlight swallowed hard.

She suddenly realized that walking on the street wasn't such a bad thing after all.

"Ahem, actually, I think we should keep going."

Starlight followed behind Qi Mu.

Qi Mu and Nan Zi stared at Ye He with their salty fish eyes.

Yeh stuck out his tongue, made a face, and then continued to look at the things on the street with great interest.

If you see something you like, just have Starlight buy it for you.

Along the way, Xingguang shopped and bought more than a dozen items, so much so that her face was completely obscured.

Qi Mu and Nanzi wanted to help, but Yehe's casual remark, "This is a trial," made Xingguang refuse their assistance.

As they walked along, Xingguang's phone suddenly rang.

Qi Mu and Nanzi then found an opportunity to pick up the things Xingguang had bought for Yehe.

When Xingguang answered the phone, a somewhat anxious voice came from the other end.

"Starlight? Hey, it's Ashley. How come someone photographed you buying things on the street?"

Starlight swallowed hard, and asked uncertainly.

"Um, it's me. I'm just strolling around Manhattan... Is there a problem?"

"There's a big problem! Shouldn't you be in the church presiding over Mr. Homelander's baptism, and the archbishop's coronation?!"

"Why did you go outside?!"

Ashley screamed; she had initially thought the person being photographed wasn't Starlight herself.

Which imitator could it be?

It turned out to be really Starlight himself!

This is terrible! Putting aside the stall owners who use "Starlight" as a trending keyword, what if the elites in the synagogue and the clergy found out that "Starlight" has run away?

Starlight's approval rating will definitely plummet!

In that case, I, as the person in charge, will also be punished.

"I...I have something urgent to attend to."

Starlight glanced at Yehe, who was drinking in front of her, and said softly.

"Urgent business? Just strolling the streets of Manhattan?"

Ashley's voice was still shrill, and it's no wonder; her public phone has been ringing off the hook.

It's fair to say they were in a complete mess.

"this......."

Starlight was almost in tears; what was going on?

Give me the phone.

Qi Mu reached out his hand towards the starlight.

Starlight hesitated for a moment, but still chose to trust Archangel Qi Mu and handed her phone to him.

The latter took the phone and heard Ashley's voice on the other end.

"Starlight? Starlight? Are you still listening?"

Ashley waited anxiously for Starlight's reply, but after a burst of static on the other end of the phone, a youthful voice rang out.

"Hello, Ashley."

Ashley felt the name sounded somewhat familiar.

"Hello, child, who are you? Please return the phone to Starlight."

Ashley tried to soften her voice as she spoke to Qi Mu.

"No, I'm here to resolve a problem."

Qi Mu shook his head.

Before Ashley could reply, he continued.

"I am Qi Mu, John's friend, and also the fourth director of Walter, and a friend of Ronner..."

"If you have any opinions about Starlight's next move, you can go talk to John or Rorna."

"If you need, we can add each other as friends, and I can give you their phone numbers."

Qi Mu spoke at a measured pace.

Nanzi blinked.

The nine-year-old kid seems pretty reliable.

As expected of my own fanfiction.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone; clearly, Ashley didn't know how to answer Qi Mu for the time being.

"Okay, I'll have Uncle Rorna contact you right away."

Qi Mu nodded, ignored Ashley's words, hung up the phone, and handed the phone to Starlight.

Starlight, who was standing to the side, stared at Qi Mu, took the phone, and asked in a low voice:

"Qimu, is the Director Rohrner you mentioned the doctor you recommended to me before?"

"Yeah, he wasn't a director back then. He only recently returned to Walter as a director."

Qi Mu nodded and spoke to Xingguang.

.......

Starlight gave Qi Mu's pink hair a good rub.

"You should have said so earlier if you had that background!"

"I already said so."

Qi Mu felt that he was really innocent.

I have always been telling the truth.

Yehe, standing in front, smiled slightly, watching the scene with interest. His eyes were somewhat unfocused, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

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It was evening.

Candor.

The jazz tunes playing in the dessert shop were still soothing, but they sounded a little different from when Qi Mu first came here.

The waitress came over and smelled a distinct aroma of alcohol, but couldn't pinpoint the source of the smell.

"Four servings of coffee pudding, please."

Qi Mu ordered the order.

"OK."

The waitress recognized Xingguang, blinked, and quickly went to the kitchen to urge them to finish their order.

Qi Mu and the others found a seat by the window and sat down.

Opening the windows for ventilation, the cool evening breeze dissipated some of the smell of alcohol on Yehe's body.

She leaned against the wall, gazing at the sunset in the sky, her eyes somewhat unfocused.