Spring Is Here Again-the Season for Cram Schools (5.2K) (Continued)

It simply means that even if unexpected mutations occur, he only needs to use intelligence coverage to restore things to their original state.

Then, this process is repeated continuously.

"As for the terrifying Regrowth power you're pursuing, young man, the existing Gastrea Virus simply can't meet that requirement. Unless you can get your hands on Gastrea Virus of level 4 or higher, I can try to help you."

However, level 4 Monolith that have fallen, and their numbers are not many.

Most Gastrea are at level 3.

Or rather, the higher the level of Gastrea, the rarer they become. For example, among the Zodiac animals, including those that have been killed, there are only 11 left in the entire world.

But this is not a problem for Yotsuba Mahiro.

"Okay, I'll handle the virus issue. I'll leave it to you, doctor."

His words startled Sumire Muroto slightly, then a charming smile appeared on her lips.

She propped her chin up and Mahiro with great interest.

Why are you looking at me like that?

"Heh heh, I was just thinking about what kind of reward I should ask for." Sumire Muroto let out a terrifying laugh like a witch.

The two little girls, who were already frightened, were now completely embracing each other.

A terrifying woman, I don't want to be around her...

"Didn't we already reach an agreement?" Mahiro frowned slightly.

The deal he agreed upon with Sumire Muroto was that he would take this woman with him when he left this world.

After all, his outrageous abilities couldn't possibly be hidden from the world's most brilliant mind, Sumire Muroto, one of the Four Sages.

This woman had no attachment to this world anymore, so she wanted to see a wider, different world.

"That was the previous price. Now you've caused me so much trouble, I need to raise the price."

What do you want?

"I'm really curious about your genes~ Are your genes the same as those of normal humans?"

"Want some blood? No problem..."

Just as he was about to pick up the syringe to draw blood from his body, Sumire Muroto stopped him.

She crossed her legs and smiled slightly.

That smile was somewhat unsettling, and he even exhaled a faint blush, a rare occurrence.

"No, I want the bee-liquid."

???!!!

Yotsuba Mahiro was completely stunned.

Is this woman... already in heat because of spring?!

No, besides this woman, there's probably no one else who would dare to utter such forbidden words so openly.

"What, is it not possible? Or is it that you can't remove it by yourself? If it's the latter, then I can help you without any problem."

As she spoke, Sumire Muroto stood up, her shoulders twitching slightly, and her white coat fell to the ground, forming a loop.

It revealed her mature and shapely figure, tightly wrapped in a purple shirt and a black pencil skirt.

"Don't let my appearance fool you, ten years ago I had quite a few suitors." Sumire Muroto chuckled, walking closer to him step by step in her high heels.

But when she tried to grab Yotsuba Mahiro's arm, she grasped nothing.

Then I heard his voice.

"Well, it's getting late, and Asaka and Aihara Enju haven't eaten yet. I'll take them home for dinner first."

Yotsuba Mahiro left, in a very hurried manner.

"Come again when you have time, Agent Clarice."

Watching the hurried figure leave, Sumire Muroto waved her hand and muttered under her breath, "What a cowardly man."

Are you timid?

No, that's not the case.

There's no reason to refuse meat that's been offered to you, especially since he was genuinely interested in this old housewife.

The problem is, having an interest doesn't mean you can do it anytime!

With Xiao Asaka and Xiao Aihara Enju by our side, who will be responsible if they are led astray?

If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have brought them along...

The next day.

Aihara Enju went to school as usual.

Meanwhile, Asaka was diligently cleaning the room.

That meticulous and serious personality meant that no detail was overlooked.

Xiao Asaka is the same age as Aihara Enju, so logically she should go to school with Aihara Enju.

However, Asaka herself was unwilling, saying that "as Mahiro Shinhiro's sword, I must always serve by his side." She refused the suggestion to go to school for this reason.

Essentially, Asaka doesn't want to interact with other people, especially the children at school.

After all, seeing their parents picking them up and dropping them off at school, even though Asaka no longer cared about these things, she still felt a little disappointed.

As for himself, let's just forget about it.

One experience with schools is enough.

And so, it was noon. After lunch, while Asaka was washing the dishes, Mahiro suddenly received a phone call.

"Hello? Is there something you need from me at this time, President?"

Please don't call me "President" outside of work hours. However, I do have work to do.

Kisara's clear, bell-like voice came through the receiver.

"Do I need to go to the office now? Or can we explain this over the phone?"

"None of that is necessary. Just come to the Ministry of Defense now!"

"Okay, I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, he turned around and found Mibu Asaka had just finished washing the dishes, staring intently at him, her pupils, now the original color of their former red, reflecting his image.

"Do you have a job?" Mibu Asaka asked.

"Ah, the president wants me to go to the Ministry of Defense."

"Then I want to go too."

Mibu Asaka's eyes revealed a serious and resolute look. "Mahiro, I am your sword. I hope you will use me well, instead of hiding me in my scabbard."

This is the same old argument again.

To be honest, Xiao Asaka's strength is indeed quite good, and she is fully worthy of her title, and may even reach higher.

Moreover, the rate of Gastrea Virus erosion in the body is very low, only a small amount, around 30%.

It is much lower than Enju Aihara's 43% high-risk value.

Even so, he did not want these children to go to the battlefield, nor did he have any reason to risk their lives for the so-called future of humanity.

It's not worth it.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, the cursed child is a good fighting tool, a cheap consumable that can be used in large quantities.

Even police officers who don't reject or even like cursed children will use them in combat or fight alongside them.

There was no other way, because the police officers themselves were not very strong, and most of them were not even as strong as those children, so they were sent to participate in the operation.

However, Mahiro's opinion differed from that of the police officers.

In his eyes, Mibu Asaka was just a child who needed protection, nothing more. Does having the ability to fight necessarily mean one must fight?

Does having the ability to fight mean you have to risk your life for someone else's future?

Can't we just live in peace and tranquility?

Do you want to enjoy life like a typical child?

Don't those people feel ashamed to push the main force of the battle onto ten-year-old children?

This is also why he has consistently refused to allow Mibu Asaka to participate in the firm's commissions.

However, taking her to the Ministry of Defense to broaden her horizons this time isn't a bad idea, since there's no danger involved.

"Let's go then. Hurry up and change your clothes, then we'll set off."

Hearing his answer, which was so different from his usual one, Mibu Asaka's eyes shone with joy, and even her crimson eyes shone brightly again due to the emotional fluctuation.

"Yes, Mahiro wait a moment, Master Zhenxun, I'll be right there!"

Mibu Asaka, with her short legs, quickly ran back to her room.

After a while, she came out of the room fully armed, not only wearing clothes that were easy to move in and somewhat similar to a modified kimono, but also wearing an exoskeleton armor customized from Shiba Heavy Industries.

He had a long sword hanging at his waist.

It wasn't holmium-forged, just an ordinary sword, but it was still made by a famous craftsman and was a gift from Kisara to her when she became an apprentice.

They're really full of energy...

After leaving home, he drove with Asaka to the Ministry of Defense.

Within the Ministry of Defense.

When they arrived at the conference room, it was already full of people.

Apart from the company presidents in suits, the rest were all promoters equipped with holmium weapons that shone with a black metallic luster, accompanied by starters who were about the same size as Mibu Asaka.

On the contrary, their student attire and normal casual wear made them stand out as oddities.

Not to mention how young she is.

"Hey, what's wrong with the quality of the police lately? Are even kids playing police pretend now? Did you get in the wrong room? If this is a social studies class visit, then get out of here quietly!"

A burly man shouted loudly and then stepped out from the ranks of the police officers.

His thick, iron-like chest, barely concealed by his thin vest, exuded an oppressive aura that could be clearly felt even through a sentence.

He had a head of hair that stood on end as if it were burning, a skull-shaped mask tied around his mouth, and a pair of slanted, three-white-eyed eyes that were scrutinizing the area.

On his back was a heavy, broad-bladed greatsword, perfectly matching his massive and muscular physique.

Before Rentaro Satomi could make a move, Mahiro had already stepped forward and shielded Kisara and Asaka behind him, but this subconscious action seemed to greatly displease the man.

"Huh? Stepping out all by yourself, are you asking for a beating, kid?"

"You are not allowed to be rude to Mahiro!"

Xiao Asaka immediately stepped forward, looking up at the burly man with a fierce expression. Her hand was already on the hilt of the knife at her waist, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

In fact, many people at the scene had already recognized Mahiro; perhaps those who didn't recognize him were the odd ones out.

But almost everyone was ready to watch the show.

After all, they didn't really believe the rumors about Yotsuba Mahiro, especially after seeing how fair-skinned and delicate he looked like a young master.

They even recalled the scene of Yotsuba Mahiro being brutally beaten by Shogen Ikuma, and many people took out their phones to record it and post it online.

"Get out of here." Yotsuba Mahiro blocked Mibu Asaka's path.

To everyone's surprise, Shogen Ikuma seemed to pause for a moment, then said blankly, "I understand," before putting his weapon aside, squatting down, curling up into a ball, and rolling away.