Therefore, although the destructive power was immense, it was concentrated and did not spread elsewhere.
Besides, there were not many people outside at the moment. No one noticed what had happened here.
However, Rock Lee and the others were not surprised. They merely thought that Mirai had been too decisive during the war.
But the girl in the shop was just an ordinary person and could not bear such a sight. She screamed directly, staggering back several steps as she pointed at Mirai in disbelief. "Y-you... you actually... killed him... You... why did you kill him... Evil... demon!"
What the hell is this? I was perfectly fine just now. If it weren't for a single word, I would've killed you. What is this even supposed to mean?
Mirai chuckled. "It was his fault. Out of everyone he could have provoked, he chose to provoke me."
"And... I don't like the word 'demon.' If I hear it again, be careful, or I might kill you!"
Mirai was no saint, much less someone who would put up with others and care about their feelings—let alone some insignificant nobody.
If you angered him, you died!
"Oh, right. Don't think I'm joking. If you don't believe me, you can try."
Afraid that the girl would not believe him, Mirai gave her a very gentle reminder.
Hearing this, the girl's eyes widened as she looked at Mirai's handsome face—especially that clean, unblemished face—and felt as though she had been utterly screwed over.
However, the girl did not dare test Mirai's warning. Looking at his posture, she was certain that if she dared try, Mirai would truly kill her!
When Mirai saw that the girl had finally calmed down, he casually asked, "By the way, what's your name?"
"I... I'm Matsushima Haru."
"Matsushima... Matsushima Haru?"
Mirai