In contrast to the old man, Kaito was in a very good mood at the moment.
With a stretch of his hand, another Limiter Shard was added to his card deck.
Perfect!
"Oh, Saitama, have you had lunch? If not, let's eat together. We're planning to go to my place for a drink." Kaito Joestar asked casually, raising his hand in a drinking gesture.
Gulp...
A strange sound echoed in the alley, and the gazes of the three instantly converged on its source: Saitama's stomach.
"Hunger detected." Kaito immediately waved his hand, signaling Saitama not to say more: "Alright, I understand."
...X2
"Uh, my clothes accidentally got torn again. I think I'll go to the tailor first." Saitama was pretty much used to Kaito's enthusiasm. He nodded, tugging at his heavily damaged sweatpants, and gestured, "I know a boss who's really nice; sometimes he doesn't even charge."
"Uh..."
Kaito was about to say, "You can wear mine first," but then he thought, "Friendship requires equality. If it's just giving, won't it become charity?"
"Alright then, we'll wait for you at my place. Hurry up."
"Understood!"
Watching Saitama dash off, Kaito glanced at the motionless Monster on the ground and mused, "Mr. Bang, why don't we contact Ranni to handle this? It's not good to just leave a Monster here."
"Indeed." Bang agreed.
Kaito called Ranni to explain the situation, specifically mentioning that Saitama had dealt with the Monster. However, upon hearing that the person was not a registered professional hero, Ranni immediately lost interest, only repeatedly assuring them that she would send someone over immediately to handle the follow-up.
Kaito also had no intention of making decisions for Saitama, as he himself didn't care for such empty fame.
(A certain bald man with an anxious face: "The Monster bounty still matters, hey!")
Sizzle—
Choking smoke rose in the kitchen, then was swiftly carried away by the powerful suction of the range hood. Numerous ingredients floated around Kaito; they obediently cleaned themselves, landed on the cutting board to be cut into appropriate sizes by the knife, and finally, one by one, jumped into the pot.
Next came the perfectly proportioned seasonings and sauces; the entire process was orderly, and the one in charge of cooking only had to stir-fry. He could even be lazier and completely hand it over to his psychic powers to operate.
In the living room, Saitama and Bang held their teacups, their gazes uniformly fixed on the person performing fancy maneuvers in the kitchen; the singing and dancing youth idols on the TV lost their appeal at this moment.
"Superpower like this is really too much of a cheat..." Saitama mumbled, his gaze meeting Bang's.
(ー ー ゛)
( ﹁ ﹁ )
┑ ( ￣ Д ￣ ) ┍ × 2
"Heh heh heh, chicken soup is here~"
Kaito, wearing an apron, came over with a large pot of chicken soup, with several plates of hot dishes floating beside him: "For three people, let's have hotpot. I also stir-fried a few dishes for drinking. Tonight, we drink until we drop!"
With a clap of his hands, a large quantity of fresh ingredients from the convenience store were released from his Fantasy Cards, and the electric hotpot began to boil. Gurgle gurgle gurgle... The entire chicken stock, suspended in the pot, exuded a fragrant aroma, assaulting the taste buds of the three people present.
Subsequently, the large coffee table gradually became full. As Kaito brought out several large boxes of either chilled or room-temperature beer, Bang and Saitama's eyes gradually became serious. The men's intuition, at this moment, was in perfect sync, telling them— This would be a war!
That night.
After sending off the drunken Bang and Saitama, Kaito stretched, activated his psychic powers, and cleaned up the messy battlefield. One of these two was a powerful martial artist, and the other was a bald Demon Lord who would soon Stand at the pinnacle of the world. Kaito was completely at ease about their safety.
Instead, the Monsters of Z City had better burn incense and pray to the gods that they don't encounter them when they go out.
Last month, even with the four ten-pulls from Monster drops, he still didn't get anything good. The Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist he got from Bang today was actually the third SR since he transmigrated! Kaito was speechless, but his body had indeed become a bit tougher with the increasingly solid four-dimensional attribute bonuses.
Especially the increase in mental power made his use of psychic abilities even more effortless, and for a while, he even considered changing his profession to a turret mage. Unfortunately, he still hadn't unlocked the 'Illumination' spell, so this idea had been put on hold until now.
Today, another ten-pull was complete, and his Stand had also finished upgrading, so a certain person's card addiction immediately flared up.
"My turn, draw card!"
[Speed (N): Attribute Card, description omitted.]
[Constitution (N): Attribute Card, description omitted.]
[Strength (N): Attribute Card, description omitted.]
[Constitution (N): Attribute Card, description omitted.]
[Strength (N): Attribute Card, description omitted.]
[Constitution (N): Attribute Card, description omitted.]
[Strength (N): Attribute Card, description omitted.]
[Strength (N): Attribute Card, description omitted.]
[Spirit (SR): Attribute Card, 100 units of mental attribute, description omitted.]
[AT Field (SR): Ability Card, a unique Soul substance (mental power) from Neon Genesis Evangelion, forms a "wall of mind" that separates oneself from the self and the objective world, also known as "Absolute Territory."]
A divine draw!
Two consecutive purple glows blinded his eyes. Kaito rubbed his eyes hard to confirm that he wasn't dreaming. "No, no good drops for a month, and now they're all coming at once, huh?"
"Today alone, there were already three SRs!"
"But I can never have too much of this stuff!"