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

The Water Tower.

99floor.

The Homelander's Room.

"Ashley, what's my schedule today?"

Ashley looked up in surprise after reporting the details of tonight's Starlight Welcome Party; she hadn't expected Homelander to ask her that question.

"Sir, I'll go check right now."

"No, Ashley, I mean, if I have any plans today, cancel them."

Homelander was holding a Japanese textbook, and Saiki had given him a Japanese comic book. Unfortunately, he didn't know Japanese.

However, it's not a big problem. He has a strong learning ability and can learn a foreign language in a month.

"Canceling everything, sir? What about Ms. Madeline's side...?"

"Ashley, I don't want to repeat myself."

"If Ms. Madeline has any problems, let her come to me personally, not to some lowly assistant like you."

The tone of the man from the motherland became somber.

"I understand, sir!"

Ashley was jolted awake; the surge in traffic had momentarily made her lose her head.

A simple sentence from the motherland slammed her soaring spirits back to earth.

"OK, okay, if there's nothing else, Ashley, you can leave now."

After kicking Ashley out of his office, Homelander sighed and frowned as he looked at his fairly tidy office.

He picked up his phone and started searching online.

What should a successful man's office look like?

Half an hour later, Homelander looked at his messy office and fell silent.

Outside Maeve's room.

dong dong dong.

"Hey, Maeve, are you there?"

Homelander knocked on the door and asked.

The life form inside the room felt its heartbeat quicken slightly, and then Maeve's voice rang out.

"Oh, Homelander, I am here."

A few seconds later, Maeve opened the door.

"What's wrong? Our boss wants to play tennis again?"

Maeve, her expression unchanged, looked up, raised an eyebrow at Homelander, and asked a question.

"Um, actually, there's something I need your help with."

Homelander organized his thoughts and began to speak:

"My office is a bit messy right now. Could you help me tidy it up a bit more if you could?"

Maeve fell silent.

She looked at the Homelander before her, blond, blue-eyed, with the smile of old Walter.

"Fine, why not?"

Maeve smiled the same way, closed her bedroom door, and answered Homelander.

"What a good girl."

Homelander led Maeve toward his office.

As Maeve entered Homelander's office, her eyes began to twitch.

Several potted cacti were placed on the desk, and the sofas were arranged in an X-shape, with the trash can placed in the center of the X-shaped sofas.

The pens on the table were arranged in the shape of a cross.

Several large photos of Chinese people were pasted on the window.

It looks... very strange.

"Well, I felt my office was a bit bland today, and I wanted to make it feel more sophisticated."

Homelander clasped his hands together and explained somewhat awkwardly to Maeve.

"I tried to set it up by following this video online, and this is what it turned out to be."

Maeve's gaze fell on Homelander's phone screen, where the video was vaguely labeled "AI generated."

She could barely control the corners of her mouth.

"Fine, Maeve, laugh if you want, but you'll need to do your best to tidy up my office."

Homelander looked at the mess he had made of his office and helplessly covered his eyes with his hand.

"How could I laugh at you, Mr. Homeland? You've just been fooled by those videos online."

Maeve wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh in front of Homelander.

"Why didn't you let Ashley or any of the staff help you tidy up?"

Maeve easily lifted the X-shaped sofa and rearranged it, asking Homelander a question as she did so.

"They just follow Walter's old ways and don't show any of my maturity."

The man from the motherland spoke up with righteous indignation.

"Oh, I see."

Maeve suppressed her urge to complain, and while moving the small freezer in Homelander's office, she accidentally saw the bottled milk inside.

puff--

Homelander appeared unexpectedly in front of Maeve and took the small freezer.

"Ahem, let me handle this."

Sure, I'll listen to you.

With a stern face, Maeve handed the small freezer, along with the milk inside, to the mature man.

"Oh, would you like a latte? I can make it to order."

Homelander placed the small freezer behind his office chair, sat awkwardly in his chair for a few breaths, and then spoke to Maeve.

"Oh, no need. Do you have the latte we prepared last time? That's fine with me."

Maeve turned her head away, not daring to look Homelander in the eye, afraid that her unnatural expression would draw a crimson laser beam.

"certainly."

Homelander opened the freezer, took out a latte with his own smile printed on it, and threw it at Maeve.

Maeve, with Homelander on her back, casually caught the drink, pulled the tab, and started drinking.

Superhumans are very efficient; in just ten minutes, Maeve had tidied up Homelander's office perfectly.

She had initially thought that Homelander had some ulterior motives for calling her into his office.

After all, Ms. Madeline hasn't dared to appear in front of Homelander lately.

Of course, this idea was quickly forgotten after Maeve saw the messy office.

Homelander looked at the office, which was now much more natural, tidy, and spacious after Maeve's tidying up, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Meve, well done."

"Thank you for the compliment, but the room was a bit dimly lit, and those stickers..."

Maeve pointed meaningfully to the large headshot of Homelander that was pasted on the window.

"Ahem, don't worry, I'll handle it."

Homelander, sipping his latte, coughed and said to Maeve.

"Okay, I'll be going now?"

"Let's go, don't you have things to do this afternoon and evening? Have a safe trip."

Homelander waved with satisfaction, signaling Maeve to leave.

Maeve left Homelander's office just like that.

Back in her room, Maeve lay on her bed, feeling that Homelander was acting very strangely today.

Forget it, take care of him.

She was going to see Elena this afternoon, and she didn't have anything planned for the evening. However, she didn't want to participate in Ashley's "Women's Power" event, so she made plans for the evening as well.