"Come on, my boys! Change starts with this prison!!"
As he spoke, Puri-Puri Prisoner tore open the unlocked cell door with a crash, then strode out, dragging his heavy shackles and their attached lead ball!
At that instant, the vicious inmates of Smelly Lid Prison, who had committed every imaginable evil and would practically be serving time into their next lives, shuddered for no apparent reason. Then their sphincters clenched!
-Oh no, that smells like the boss! ×N
Sphincters: Danger, danger, danger!!!
Along the intercity railway.
A green-helmeted rider on an old-fashioned bicycle pedaled his legs like wheels of wind and fire, speeding across the rugged wilderness!
When he hit a steep upward slope along the way, his sheer speed sent him defying gravity, rider and bicycle briefly gliding through the air!
His expression was resolute, his windproof goggles facing straight toward Z City as he called softly to his beloved bicycle beneath him, "Charge, Justice!!"
Facing the dazzling sunlight and the fierce wind whistling past his ears, he silently declared in his heart.
-Super Police, sir, I'm coming!!
A City.
Hero Association Headquarters.
Tap, tap, tap, tap...
Rapid footsteps rang through the alloy corridors, accompanied by a respectful yet fawning voice.
"...Mr. Ramos, please trust me! Our latest game project for the ultrawealthy will be restarting very soon. We've just hit a tiny bottleneck in our monster cultivation technology... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm absolutely not complaining to you again! We simply need a little more time... Yes, yes, the Hero Association's development would be impossible without your generous support... Rest assured, I guarantee you'll be interested in our newest game!"
Beep, beep, beep...
The disconnected tone sounded in his earpiece. McCoy, a senior Headquarters executive and director of the Second Operations Room, wore a four-pointed star ✧