Josen grew dizzy watching her spin. He casually pressed down on the wildly bobbing green-haired little girl's head to subdue her and said, "Then what do you mean?"
Pressed back into her powerful-warrior look by Josen's palm, Tatsumaki said expressionlessly, "I'll reluctantly accept the invitation and have some hot pot."
The corner of Josen's eye twitched involuntarily. "When did I invite you..."
Tatsumaki ignored him, turning her powerful warrior's dead-fish eyes toward Fubuki. "Isn't that right, Fubuki?"
"Huh... am I involved in this too?"
Fubuki had already been dumbfounded when Tatsumaki failed to explode after having her head held down. Coming back to her senses now, she immediately nodded over and over like a chick pecking at grain. "I'm fine with hot pot too!"
-There's more juicy drama to watch? Exciting!
Watching the number of invitees go up by one again, Josen shrugged and decided to stop trying.
"Forget it. Adding these two won't affect the overall outcome anyway. Right, King?"
King instantly understood what Josen meant. Fighting spirit flashed in his eyes as he said, "Yes. In the end, it'll definitely still be a battle between men!"
The sisters, Tatsumaki and Fubuki, listened with suspicion written all over their faces. What did eating hot pot have to do with fighting?
King was just about to explain what hot pot meant when he suddenly fell silent.
His outward magnetic-field perception had also detected an intruder beneath the ground. At the same time, the ground began to tremble faintly again.
Fubuki lost her footing and nearly stumbled and fell.
Tatsumaki and Josen exchanged a glance. The former lit up with the green glow of Psychic Power, while the latter showed no special effects, but both rose into the air and left the ground.
After resting for a while, Fubuki's exhausted mental