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

"Oh, I see. Cough cough."

Homelander was a little embarrassed. He straightened his chest and coughed.

So, what's your name?

Qi Mu's gaze fell on Homelander. He tilted his head and asked Homelander curiously.

"name?"

Homelander looked at Qi Mu in surprise. This kid, who had just been explaining relativity and the Möbius strip to him, was now asking for his name.

"I am Homelander, the boss of the Seven Superheroes, and the strongest superhuman."

He proudly announced his name, waiting for Qi Mu's surprised expression.

So, what's your name?

Qi Mu had no idea what Homelander meant or what the Seven Superheroes were.

The strongest superhuman? We'll have to wait and see.

[My name is Kusuo Saiki, I'm nine years old, and I have esper powers.]

[And you?]

The pale purple pupils stared at Homelander, who took a deep breath with mixed feelings, and then broke into a hearty smile again.

"John, you can call me John."

[Okay, Mr. John, what can I do for you?]

Qi Mu nodded and continued to ask Homelander.

"Uh... well... actually..."

Just as Homelander was contemplating whether to tear up the contract he had just signed with Becca and reveal his identity to Saiki, Becca's voice rang out.

"Saiki! This uncle is here to teach you how to play tennis."

Homelander abruptly turned his head, his displeased gaze fixed on Becca, who had suddenly barged in and interrupted his conversation with Qi Mu and his son.

Becca showed no fear, and the emotion expressed in her eyes when she met the gaze of her homelander was quite clear.

If you don't want Qi Mu to dislike you, just obediently agree.

Homelander closed his eyes, suppressing his anger, and turned to Qi Mu with a stiff smile.

"Yes, Qi Mu, I will be your next physical education teacher."

[Oh dear, is that so?]

Qi Mu rolled his eyes inwardly as he looked at John and Becca, whose atmosphere had become strange, and then nodded.

[I see.]

[What about tennis equipment?]

He asked Becca and Homelander.

Homelander's face stiffened; he wasn't very good at lying.

Laser Silver usually provides answers to difficult questions.

"The course hasn't started yet; this teacher is just here to check on you."

"Now that we've finished watching, the teacher is leaving."

"Qi Mu, say goodbye to your teacher."

Becca smiled and spoke to Qi Mu.

Qi Mu rolled his eyes, then turned to look at Homelander.

Goodbye, Mr. John.

Homelander maintained his stiff smile, nodded, and then continued.

"Okay, Qi Mu, I'll come and teach you tennis every week from now on."

Get ready for outdoor training!

After saying that, he pulled Becca away from Qi Mu's bedroom.

[Seriously, the strongest superhuman, the PE teacher]

[Does my IQ seem the same as it was before I was four years old?]

Qi Mu sighed helplessly. His mother and John, who called himself "Homelander," were definitely hiding something from him.

My mom won't let me go out and wander around, which is a bit of a headache.

[Gintoki, what should I do?]

Qi Mu looked at the Gintoki figurine picking its nose and asked a question.

[Gintoki knows nothing, he should watch more Jump.]

The Gintoki figure made that sound.

[Superpower: Hearing All Things]

"Well, we'll see when the time comes."

Saiki floated onto the bed, his class interrupted. Now, as Gintoki had suggested, he would read some manga from Jump.

outside the house.

"Becca, why did you barge in while I was talking to Saiki?"

Homelander, hands on his hips, angrily addressed Becca.

"Heh, don't think I don't know what you were trying to say."

"Qi Mu is only nine years old. I don't want him to be involved in any disaster."

"Becca, Qi Mu is my son, and he possesses immense power."

"hehe."

"I'll be back. You'd better get a tennis court built soon."

Homelander, with a cold face, approached Becca and spoke harshly to her.

Before Becca could answer, Homelander leaped up and flew away from the cabin in the woods.

......

"Ahem, Mr. Motherland, I don't think the dolphins at the Ocean Institute should be trapped there. It's smelly and cramped."

The Water Tower.

99floor.

Inside the meeting room of the seven-person group.

The gathering, which was supposed to be for seven people, now only had four people present.

Deep Sea, Maeve, Black, and Homelander.

Homelander, sitting in the head seat, looked at Deep Sea in a somewhat displeased mood and jumped out to say something completely inappropriate for the current discussion.

"deep sea."

"I'm here, sir."

"If you don't want to be sent to the Oceanographic Institute today to perform with your dolphins, shut your stinking mouth!"

The voice of the Homelander was somewhat subdued. Upon hearing this, Deep Sea shuddered and quickly sat down.

"Yes, sir."

He lowered his head. He had thought Homelander would be happy about what he had told him, but...

Maeve, standing to the side, rolled her eyes disdainfully at Deepsea, who looked like a clown.

"Guys, who are we? We're the Seven Superheroes!"

"Shouldn't we be talking about dolphins, not how many people we've saved?"

Homelander straightened up and addressed the other three people present.

As soon as the man from the motherland finished speaking, the man in black took the initiative to applaud.

Maeve looked at the sycophantic Black and the licking Deep Sea, her eyelids twitching. She cursed this damn world in her heart, then joined in the clapping.

Hearing the applause around him, Homelander closed his eyes in satisfaction, his frustration at being humiliated by Becca's words finally subsided.

"Hold down, guys, I have one more question now."

Homelander gestured for everyone to stop, and the three of them wisely stopped clapping.

"Is there anyone here who plays tennis?"

He organized his thoughts and then asked the three of them.

Darkspot looked at Homelander with a blank expression, then at Deepsea and Maeve, who were equally bewildered, before shaking his head.

"Sir, I can play volleyball..."

"Shut up, deep sea, I want tennis!"

The people of the motherland shouted into the deep sea.

"Yes, sir."

The deep sea lowered its head once again.

Maeve frowned, looked at Homelander in front of her, and then shook her head.

"I don't know how either. To be honest, superhumans aren't suited for sports that use equipment."

"Ordinary equipment cannot withstand superhuman strength."