Josen couldn't help blinking.
"What? Atomic Samurai was injured! What happened?"
He thought back over it. He hadn't pulled any tricks like leaving hidden force in the people he dragged into that dark room, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.
Good. As long as I'm sure I didn't do it.
"Well..."
Iaian scratched his cheek hesitantly, unsure how to begin.
They were all colleagues working for the same organization. He couldn't exactly tell Super Police that his master had gotten the itch to fight for no reason, run off to challenge someone, and ended up getting punched away by an utterly unremarkable young fellow, could he?
"All right, I understand."
Mantra read every bit of Iaian's complicated mental activity, and Josen nodded in understanding, already knowing who the culprit was.
He patted Iaian's shoulder armor sympathetically and pointed to the refrigerator behind him. "If you're looking for ice, it's in the bottom compartment of the freezer."
"Ah, thank you, Super Police!"
After thanking him in some confusion, Iaian turned to look at Josen's retreating figure, his head full of question marks.
-What did you understand...? Did I just say what I was thinking out loud?
Leaving the bewildered Iaian behind, Josen activated his Stand Ability and sealed the plastic bag of chilled drinks he had just scavenged from the refrigerator into a card. Then he accessed his authority over space, transforming the surrounding spacetime and returning to his guest room.
In other words, the Herrscher version of teleportation.
F-kid had just reminded Josen in his mind that a new Fantasy Card had dropped, so naturally, he needed somewhere to take a look.
F-kid's reminder had come before he met Iaian, so the target of Element Pickup was already pretty obvious.
A drop from Garou!!
He had