Foot Tramples Demon Child

"You hadn't even grown all your hair in yet, and you were already learning from other people how to force yourself on girls?" Just as Brandon was staring blankly at the scissors because of that unlucky incident, a teasing voice rang out. Hancock appeared at the huge hole in the side of the house. He had locked onto Brandon's position through that hole that had been smashed open.

"It's you?! You're not dead?" Hearing Hancock's voice, Brandon abruptly raised his head and looked toward him, red light gathering in his eyes once again.

With a "hiss," in the next instant, a terrifying laser shot out from Brandon's eyes once more. This time, however, Hancock, who was already prepared, reacted much faster than before. He finally dodged the laser's attack.

Only, just like the time Hancock had dodged the bullet earlier, perhaps Hancock carried a bit of bad luck with him. Every time he acted, some unnecessary accident always seemed to happen.

"Rumble!" Thus, after Hancock dodged the laser, a house not far away was blasted on the spot. As for whether there were people inside, that could only be known after the casualties were counted later. At least for now, Hancock did not know.

But even though he did not know whether there had been anyone in that house, Hancock's heart was still filled with rage—and, of course, deep self-reproach. He was already beginning to doubt whether he was actually suited to be a superhero like Superman, someone who saved others. After all, every time he acted, some mess always happened and dragged innocent people into it...

"Ahhhhh!" The sudden outbreak of battle terrified Caitlyn at the side. Especially now, after Brandon released his laser, his entire body hovered in midair, his face tinted blood-red by the glow from his