Before long, the sun set, and night fell over Academy City.
"Hmm..."
Beside an artificial lake in District 21, Fang Li came to a conclusion as though he had just finished some sort of battle.
"There are no obvious marks on the surface of her body. Drugs are the more likely possibility."
Faced with the calm assessment from the man before her, Shokuhou Misaki merely gritted her teeth, tears welling at the corners of her eyes as she grabbed the thin sweater that had been tossed aside and hurriedly put it back on.
Fang Li gave an exceptionally composed evaluation of that.
"Relax. Even if your underwear consists entirely of dangerous white lace spiderweb designs, I'm not interested in an underdeveloped little brat."
That single sentence made Shokuhou Misaki feel as though a nerve in her head had snapped.
Shokuhou Misaki slowly rose from the ground.
Her pretty face was completely flushed red with anger and embarrassment.
"You stripped me naked and groped me all over... and you still dare say that...!"
Enraged and humiliated, Shokuhou Misaki reached for the handbag that had been slung over her shoulder the entire time and took a remote control from it.
Seeing that, Fang Li's eyes flickered slightly.
—"Mental Master."
This ability could handle every aspect of mental manipulation and was as versatile as a Swiss Army knife.
However, while this ability possessed overwhelming effectiveness and versatility, it also had drawbacks that even Shokuhou Misaki herself could not control.
After all, if this ability was overused, it was not only the target of the manipulation—even the operator's own mind could be destroyed.
Thus, in order to make her excessively powerful ability easier to use, Shokuhou Misaki had imposed many self-rules upon herself to refine her power.
For example, to prevent herself from becoming