The Whole World's Leisurely Time

Blue skies, white clouds—

An ordinary day without transcendental disasters or battles.

"Such peace~~"

Lying on the grass of the Tokugawa Clan's back mountain with his head pillowed on Tokugawa Shizuka's lap, Kamijo Touma sighed with emotion.

"What's wrong with peace? Tenten keeps getting summoned by the Metropolitan Police Department. Anyone who didn't know better would think we were Transcendental Special Police—when we're clearly just high school students."

Tokugawa Shizuka could not help complaining. Touma's right hand was simply too useful—everyone who had seen it sang its praises! With Director Takeya's personality, how could he possibly leave such a massive source of combat power unused? After repeatedly coming to pester him without relent, coupled with Touma's "people-pleaser" personality, it became—

A Tiger Rank Evil Spirit?

Touch it once;

A peak Tiger Rank Evil Spirit?

Touch it once;

A Ghost Rank Evil Spirit?

Touch it once;

There simply had not been any Dragon Rank Evil Spirits. Otherwise, the director would definitely have made Touma go touch one with his right hand: dead at a touch, a true "head-pat kill"!

Even transcendents were no exception. Those transcendental criminals with strange, difficult-to-handle abilities all went down the moment they encountered Kamijo Touma and got touched. On the other hand, those focused on tempering their bodies performed much better against him.

"Even an ascetic ninja hero must balance work and rest."

Beside them, Hikari stood on one leg with the other foot touching the ground, hands forming seals as he maintained a "training" posture. He calmly joined the discussion, making Touma sit up despite himself.

"Hikari, with how hardworking you look—"

Did you have any right to talk about others?

He was making Touma want to get up and do a couple sets of military boxing!

"Not so,"

Still holding his golden-rooster stance, Hikari