Shizuka's Iron Fist of Justice / Shizuka's Evil Scheme Is Exposed ...

The experiences of the past and present, through the soul, have become part of the woman's heart.

The woman closed her eyes, calmly swung her arm, and her shield steadily blocked the first black wind drill. Then, with a flick of her wrist, she transformed into a shadow and extinguished the second black wind drill that was flying towards her.

"The same attack has no effect on me." Shizuka Hiratsuka looked at the bald Magecraft, raised a finger, and slowly wiggled it, saying calmly.

Chapter 551 The Shizuka Iron Fist Divine Judgment

"Damn it!" The bald Magecraft unleashed several wind blades.

Shizuka Hiratsuka dodged to the side.

"Damn it!" The bald Magecraft unleashed the Black Wind Drill once again.

The woman swiped her dragon-shaped shield, extinguishing it.

No matter how fierce the wind was, it could only make the woman's long, flowing hair flutter.

Shizuka Hiratsuka resonated with memories from the depths of her soul, and her fighting instincts were reawakened. She grew stronger and stronger, gradually mastering the Dragon Slaying Fist technique that Marta had learned, transforming from an amateur with only brute force into someone who could do nothing. Now, the bald Magecraft's attacks had no effect on her; the difference in their strength was immediately apparent!

"Impossible! I absolutely refuse to admit it! Absolutely not! How could an ordinary person who doesn't even know the world of Magecraft, an amateur who doesn't understand combat techniques, possibly defeat me? How about this! This is my ultimate move!"

The bald Magecraft spread his arms wide, veins bulging on his head, throbbing menacingly. He seemed to have paid some price, unleashing immense magical power, releasing a gigantic black tornado three or four meters high. Inside were wind blades capable of slicing rocks to dust, a terrifying force that swept everything in its path, leaving nothing but devastation, and it grew ever larger.

The bald Magecraft grinned grotesquely with his deathly pale face, bending over to try and keep his distance from the tornado. Cars parked on the street were pulled backward by the tornado, and trees were toppling over. Only the woman stood there motionless!

"Hahaha... hahaha... even if you're stronger than me, you'll still die! Let's all perish together!" The bald Magecraft said, spitting blood as he laughed maniacally.

"No! No one will die! As long as I'm here!" the woman said calmly. Her composed demeanor truly resembled that of a legendary Water Saintess.

"Go up there! Tarasque! Freeze the tornado! Kamehameha!!!" Shizuka Hiratsuka directly removed the dragon-shaped shield from her hand, struck her classic pose, put her hands together in a claw shape, and threw the shield into the tornado.

"Hey hey hey? Something's not right! Little sister? No? Big sister! Stop... No wonder she's the woman the boss has her eye on!!!" The dragon Tarasque let out a long, mournful howl as it was swept into the black storm, finally letting out a resigned sigh.

"Fool! You've already revealed your defensive techniques, what can you do now! You amateur! Hahaha! You're dead!" The bald man laughed maniacally.

"Roar!!!" A deafening dragon roar came from within the black storm. Tarasque transformed into his original form, using his massive body to block the upward airflow of the black storm.

Over thousands of years, constantly struck by powerful fists, the dragon Tarasque's back had grown to the point of absolute defense. Because the Saintess could not directly fight back, Marta could only strike through the dragon. The force transmitted through the impact of the blows was enough to pulverize her enemies.

However, if the dragon's body couldn't withstand the attack first, then everything would be in vain. It can be said that it was Tarasque's resilience that made the Three Red Arbiters so renowned.

The woman walked straight into the black storm that had frozen in place.

"With my twenty years of experience following action manga, you actually think I don't know how to fight? -- Rising Dragon Fist of Mount Lu!!!" Shizuka Hiratsuka said, clenching her fist and swinging it upwards, and everything froze.

Only the woman maintained her clenched fist upwards, her long black hair billowing high with the force of the punch, and only after a long time, when the force of the punch subsided, did it cascade down like a waterfall.

The enormous, wildly spinning black tornado, under the pressure of the punch, appeared fragile and powerless, constantly being squeezed and shrunk, finally exploding and disappearing without a trace.

There was once an adult who, while leading his followers out of Egypt, used the same move— One Punch Parting the Sea apart—but a mere tornado was of no consequence to him.

On the deserted street, Shizuka Hiratsuka coldly looked at the bald Magecraft who had used every means at his disposal, clenched her fists and cracked them as she slowly walked towards him.

The bald Magecraft, terrified, backed away with his hands behind his back, muttering, "Wait... don't come any closer, please spare me... I'll turn myself in! I'm so sorry!"

"Hmph, if that's the case..." Shizuka Hiratsuka walked up to the bald Magecraft who was begging for mercy and lowered her fist.

"Die!!!" The bald Magecraft suddenly pulled his hand out from behind his back, aimed it at the woman's heart, and unleashed a black wind drill.

"Repentance! Pegasus Meteor... No! It should be Iron Fist Divine Judgment --!!!" Shizuka Hiratsuka threw a punch first.

The bronze arm armor emitted a dazzling golden light, and the wind from the punch alone extinguished the black wind drill emanating from the bald man's head. The straight punch struck the bald Magecraft's face, and this punch once again demonstrated the power of the Iron Fist Saintess.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa~!" The immense force sent the bald man flying, rolling dozens of meters away on the ground. His eyes rolled back, and he passed out, bleeding from his nose.

"That was awesome! That was so satisfying! Did you see that? That punch I just threw! I've been wanting to try this for ages!" Shizuka Hiratsuka shouted excitedly, clenching her fist. She never intended to let the bald guy off the hook. Now that she had the chance to use such power, how could she not go and give him a beating?

"See that, Shirou! I defeated the enemy! That was so cool!" Shizuka Hiratsuka ran towards the boy, excitedly picked him up, hugged him tightly, and spun him around in circles.

"Ugh..." Shirou let out a muffled groan of pain.

"Oh, I'm sorry, you're still injured. You need to get to the hospital right away," Shizuka Hiratsuka asked anxiously.

"Mmm." Shirou was being held in someone's arms, shook his head, pushed Shizuka Hiratsuka away, and moved his head out from between those two peaks that were suffocating him to catch his breath.

He then showed the woman his perfectly healed, snow-white back and said, "Jing, I'm fine now."

At this moment, both the back that had been cut open by the wind Shirou and the ankle that had been stepped on had been completely healed.

"Really? I think your recovery ability is even more terrifying than my fists, Shirou." Shizuka Hiratsuka reached out and touched the boy's back, feeling the smooth texture of Shirou's body.

Just then, the shouts of children could be heard in the distance.

"Mommy, there's a perverted girl over there! She's touching that boy's back!" A kindergarten child sitting on the back of a bicycle was pointing at Shizuka Hiratsuka and Shirou on the street across the highway and shouting loudly.

"Don't talk! Kids, don't look over there!" The mother, who was taking her child to kindergarten on her bicycle, whispered, but the look in her eyes that flashed by seemed to be full of disdain.

Shizuka Hiratsuka shocked, her face flushed with shame, and she quickly withdrew her hand from the boy's back.

Because the bald Magecraft had lost consciousness, his ability to disperse onlookers had failed. It was almost seven in the morning, and the place was about to become bustling with people.

Chapter 552 Shizuka evil intentions are exposed

"Oh no! Let's hurry back!" Shizuka Hiratsuka quickly pulled Shirou and ran towards the apartment. She didn't want so many people to see her walking on the street in a swimsuit.

Moreover, the ground where the battle had just taken place looked like it had been ravaged by a road renovation crew, riddled with potholes and in a terrible state. Luckily, the mother and child who had passed by earlier were on the other side, otherwise they would have been terrified.

"Shizuka, where are the police?" Shirou was being dragged along, asked the woman.

"I was just trying to appease him! I was rushing over, I didn't have time to make a phone call! But thankfully I didn't, otherwise I really wouldn't know how to handle the situation. Anyway, I'll call an ambulance for him later... I think it'll still be in time..."

Shizuka Hiratsuka recalled that when she threw the punch, it seemed like she didn't hold back much, so it was certain that the bald man had multiple fractures and a concussion. If he was lucky, he might not have lost his memory.

But none of that mattered anymore. Shizuka Hiratsuka's mind drifted back to the other world, to all the little moments she'd shared with Shirou —fighting together, staying overnight, making him a loving breakfast in the kitchen...

Shizuka Hiratsuka couldn't help but ask, "Speaking of which... Shirou, during the battle earlier, I seemed to see some memories of a parallel world version of myself with you. Do you know anything about it? Like, what happened to us afterwards?"

"No, I don't have these memories. Shizuka, what did you see?" Shirou shook his head and asked curiously.

"Is... is that so? Hmm, it's nothing, it's just that I've realized you'll grow up to be a very remarkable man." Shizuka Hiratsuka turned her head away, her face slightly flushed, and said.

"Really? What will I be like when I grow up? Will I become a handsome hero of justice?" Shirou asked Shizuka Hiratsuka with shining eyes.

"That one..." Shizuka Hiratsuka explained to Shirou one by one.

The two who left were unaware that hundreds of meters away, various demons and monsters were watching the battle through different means.

"This miracle, this power! It empowers ordinary people to become heroes; this is the god of epic tales!"

"Yes, he is the god of our tribe! We must bring him back to the tribe and worship him."

"This is the raw stone that will bring the legend of the King of Knights back to this world."

The Magecraft who had been observing from the shadows now showed expressions of surprise and delight. They were astonished by the power of the Noble Phantasm activated by the fused human, and delighted that they had found the right target.

The boy, who possesses power that grants ordinary people the same level of skill Servant, is, in a sense, even more precious than the Holy Grail, Almighty Wish Machine.

Meanwhile, in a dark room inside the Clock Tower in England on the other side of the world, the crystal projected onto the large screen suddenly shattered. It seemed that the powerful shockwaves from the battle on the other side caused the crystal on this side to explode as well.

The elderly British man with small, round glasses looked at the woman dressed as a man behind him and said, "You've seen it too, haven't you? With this kind of power and such an opponent, Mr. Bazett, you absolutely must take action yourself. Leaving such a child out here is far too dangerous."

"But he's still a child. Isn't it going too far to Sealing Designation on him?" The woman dressed as a man was more like an ancient warrior skilled in both magic and martial arts than a modern Magecraft, possessing the heart of an upright martial artist.

"Bring him to the Clock Tower, and then the Advent Department will receive him. I can guarantee his safety and that no experiments will be conducted that could harm him. Is that alright?" The old man with the round glasses stood up from his chair and asked the woman beside him.

"Understood, Professor! I will now act as the Association's Sealing Designation executor, heading to Japan to bring this boy back." The red-haired woman in men's clothing nodded in agreement, clasped her hands in a fist salute, and turned to leave.

"Well, then I'll leave it to you, Bazett- kun. Hehehe..." the old man said with a smile. He wasn't lying, he just meant he would only protect the boy's physical body as a god.

After that, Shirou stayed at Shizuka Hiratsuka's apartment for several more days.

"Yo~! Shirou- chan~! Did you miss me?" Haruno Yukinoshita came to visit again. She walked straight in, ran behind the boy, hugged him affectionately, rubbed her cheek against his, and asked with a smile.

"Welcome to visit, Haruno." The reply was indifferent.

At this moment, Shirou was quietly flipping through Great Teacher Onizuka, which Shizuka-sensei had strongly recommended. The manga volumes beside him had already piled up into a small mountain.

"Wait, Shizuka-chan, are you planning to use manga to teach this child?" Haruno turned around and asked Shizuka Hiratsuka.

"Hmm? Isn't that good? If this country has any advantages, then the first one that comes to mind is definitely manga! There are no bad people among those who like manga!" Shizuka Hiratsuka clenched her fist, raised her arm, and said with great enthusiasm.

"Even the guy who draws doujinshi about abusing and dismembering lolis is one of them?" Haruno Yukinoshita remarked.

"There are no bad people among those who like action-packed manga!" Shizuka Hiratsuka clenched her fist again and changed her tune.

"Are you serious?" Haruno was too lazy to keep complaining. This is an era of homogenized entertainment for everyone. There's a reason why popular comics are called "shonen manga." Nowadays, even the thugs who squat outside internet cafes asking elementary school students for internet fees can talk about One Piece.

"Of course! Good comics are true art, containing a wealth of knowledge. Astro Boy discusses how humans and intelligent robots should interact; Doraemon teaches the theory of space folding."

Other things are also very helpful for learning. For example, you can learn Go by watching Hikaru no Go, you can learn to cook by watching Cooking Chūka Ichiban!, you can learn chemistry by watching Fullmetal Alchemist, you can learn agriculture by watching Silver Spoon, and you can learn foreign history by watching Romance of the Three Kingdoms and The Eye of History. You can learn something from all of these."Shizuka Hiratsuka said.

"Yes, yes, so you saw that Great Teacher Onizuka chose to become a passionate teacher. Fine, I won't argue with you anymore! But I need to take Shirou out for a bit!" Haruno waved her hand, essentially giving up on arguing with the woman.

"Where are we going?" Shizuka Hiratsuka asked, puzzled.

"Of course we're going to buy clothes! How long do you want him to wear your sportswear and T-shirts?! Do you actually have some kind of special interest in 'making the guy you like cling to your clothes, like he's clinging to you'?" Haruno took two steps back, looking at her friend half-jokingly and half-suspiciously.

Shizuka Hiratsuka's face flushed red upon hearing this, and she quickly explained, "No, I know! I have class this afternoon, you take Shirou to buy it! I'll give you the money!"

"Hehe, there's really no need to be so nervous, but I'll accept the hush money." Haruno Yukinoshita said with a playful smile, looking like a little devil from hell.

"I've already said no!" Shizuka Hiratsuka retorted.

"But you blushed, so you must think that's not bad either!" Haruno Yukinoshita saw through the woman's thoughts like a master detective!

"Ugh..." Shizuka Hiratsuka lowered her head, speechless, as Shirou's face as an adult appeared in her mind again.

Chapter 553 The Shizuka boy was taken away.

Shizuka Hiratsuka is caught in a contradictory spiral of self-loathing and self-satisfaction. She is not a shota-con, although Shirou is indeed very cute right now!

She doesn't intend to have Teacher-student Relationship, which violates the law. No matter what, dating should happen after graduation, although she hopes to get married immediately after graduation.

In her memory, the future version of herself who successfully became a female teacher was doing well in everything except, frankly, her love life was rather pathetic. She didn't want that kind of future! If she and Shirou eventually got together, it wouldn't be so bad. But if not, then all that awaited her was the hell of arranged marriages.

At this moment, Shizuka Hiratsuka was like Nobita learning that he would marry Gian's sister in the future—unable to accept this cruel reality. Now, fate had given her an opportunity, allowing her to see a Doraemon—such a powerful figure, it would be an injustice if she didn't seize it immediately.

Just then, Haruno Yukinoshita was all dressed up. The high school student had put on some light makeup and a confident smile, making her look exceptionally charming.

"Alright! Shizuka, I'm going shopping with Haruno!" Shirou said, raising his hand.

"It's a date, a date~! It's just the two of us, Shirou, so it's a date between a boy and a girl, do you understand?" Haruno Yukinoshita looked at Shirou with a grin and corrected him.

"Ah, I see!" Shirou nodded, then said to Shizuka Hiratsuka again, "Well then, Shizuka, I'm going on a date with Haruno."

"Um... Be careful on the road, don't stay out too late, come back early." Shizuka Hiratsuka waved and said, suddenly realizing that she didn't really seem like Shirou's girlfriend, but more like the child's mother.

"Alright~! Let's go, Shizuka-chan." Haruno Yukinoshita smiled, took Shirou's hand, and walked towards the door.

Shizuka Hiratsuka watched the girl leave with the boy, feeling a strange unease creeping over her. 'Is this what all mothers feel when they see their son being taken away by another daughter?'

As a freshman in college, still a beautiful young woman, Shizuka Hiratsuka is currently unsure of her own feelings. Is she more like a resentful woman watching her husband openly cheat on her?

Shizuka Hiratsuka shook her head vigorously, patted her cheeks, picked up her textbooks, and went out. She was still a vibrant and beautiful young woman, and there were countless boys around her who wanted to confess their feelings to her!

On the other side...

"By the way, Shirou, do you have any favorite clothing brands? Anything is fine," Haruno Yukinoshita asked the boy.

"I want clothes that allow for easy movement. If possible, I'd also like lightweight clothes that won't hinder my escape, but also offer some defensive capabilities and are more durable," Shirou said expectantly to Haruno Yukinoshita.

"Eh... Shirou, are you talking about something like a battle suit? There's no such thing in reality." Haruno looked at the boy in surprise and said. Such a cute boy, has he been corrupted by Shizuka's manga?

"Then a tracksuit will do," Shirou readily agreed, for thrift and frugality are virtues passed down through the ages.

"Hmm, that makes sense... I guess I should take you to the children's clothing store I used to go to." Haruno said with a smile, determined to correct the sloppy young man from the hands of the carefree young woman.

Unbeknownst to the girl, a Black Shadow was watching them from ten meters away.

The two, chatting and laughing, entered a trendy children's clothing store. Strangely, however, they didn't see a single person inside. The store was dimly lit because the sun was obscured by clouds. The lights were off, creating a completely silent atmosphere, and the corners were pitch black, making it impossible to see anything inside.

At that moment, the store lights suddenly came on, and a pale-faced female sales assistant walked out, revealing a strange, neurotic smile, and came forward to greet them.

"Welcome! Sir/Madam, would you like to pick out clothes for the little boy behind you?"

Haruno Yukinoshita smiled and agreed, "Yes, this is our first time here. Do you have any recommendations?"

"?" Shirou looked at Haruno with a puzzled expression.

Haruno simply tightened her grip on Shirou's hand and walked outside.

"Guests, please come inside. The clothes there are especially suitable for your little brother." The saleswoman smiled stiffly and was about to lead the two inside.

"No! We're right here. Go get the clothes and let us see them," Haruno Yukinoshita said arrogantly.

"Um... I'll get the clothes out now." The sales assistant hesitated for a moment, then nodded and agreed.

A short while later, the sales assistant came out of the inner room carrying several sets of clothes.