Tatsumaki tried to remember something, but her mind was blank.
-Who exactly told me this information...
-Damn it, I can't remember a thing!!
Realizing just how precious the memories she had lost were, Tatsumaki's small chest heaved repeatedly, and the anger in her heart skyrocketed!
Had Sitch seen this scene, he would certainly have taken out a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat covering his entire forehead.
Aside from Josen and Blast, this potbellied, big-nosed man could be called the man who understood Tatsumaki best in the entire world.
Sitch (sticking out his belly): That's right, none other than yours truly, the dedicated S-Class liaison!
Here it comes, this little terror was at it again!!
(ಥ▽ಥ)
As Tatsumaki's fury soared, the entire pure-white world seemed to grow even quieter.
In the past, tons of psychic power would already have gathered and assembled around her like the most loyal army.
Even Earth, which nurtured humanity, would tremble utterly before this terrifying power that broke through the boundary between mind and reality!
But now...
The green ocean of psychic power that should have surged sky-high never appeared. Nothing happened in the entire pure-white world.
Tatsumaki froze, only then realizing that not only had a piece of her memory vanished for no reason, but the psychic power she had always wielded as easily as her own limbs was not responding at all!!
Yet the bad news did not seem to end there.
At some point, her floral dress had turned into a laboratory outfit as pale as a hospital gown, and her already petite hands and feet seemed to have shrunk even further!
"You barely had anything to begin with. Don't go shrinking any further..."
A familiar quip faintly sounded in her ears, the pleasant male voice carrying a trace of warmth that