After leaving F City, Josen returned to the Police Station to slack off for a while as usual.
Leaving the important work to his adorable subordinates who needed to get ahead, he smoothly clocked out.
Once you became a department head, working hours really could be that flexible!
The rest of his day was as pleasant as ever.
First, he took a sweet, cozy nap in the big bed in A City, then used Instant Transmission to visit food streets in various cities and wolf down nearly thirty people's worth of afternoon tea.
Along the way, he ran into several handsome Shadow Clones on duty, as well as the handsome working stiff in a suit who kept warping around to "draw cards."
Josen rubbed his belly, which remained flat even after dozens of cups of milk tea, three batches of egg waffles, and over twenty deluxe snack combos, and sighed. "Thanks for all your hard work! I'm counting on all of you to make me stronger!"
There was a moment of silence over Mantra, followed by a torrent of curses.
-G-E-T-get lost!
-Go find somewhere else to cool off!
-How could someone be this heartless? Damn it!
-Don't ruin my mood at work, you bastard!
Not only did the handsome Shadow Clones send their sincere regards, but even the frantically busy F-kid cursed as he offered his very best wishes.
[Eat my middle finger attack!]
The thickness of Josen's facial armor had long since been tested in practice. Even nuclear wastewater splashed straight into his face might not seep through, so the Shadow Clones' hundred-million-odd points of attack power were barely a sprinkle.
After casually taking care of a few Monsters too blind to know better, Josen saw that the sun was already sinking westward and called F-kid over from