For no particular reason, Josen looked up through the ceiling at the azure sky, and a sudden thought struck him.
-Once the Cosmic Dark Matter Thieves cross countless galaxies and arrive on Earth in a little over a year, who should I send to fight Boros?
-Can't help it. This tiny Earth already has almost more planet-busting powerhouses than I can count on one hand, and they're all equally dear to me. There just aren't enough opponents to go around!
-What a headache!!
(ー`´ー)
A certain one-eyed overlord of the universe: Delivery... to your door?
(눈‸눈)
Tatsumaki caught Josen suddenly zoning out and took it as a sign of guilt.
(ಠ_ಠ)
For a moment, murderous intent spread through the eyes of the simply drawn, green-haired girl, and all the furniture trembled beneath the psychic queen's tyranny!!
The furniture: Nooo! No naughty stuff~~
O(≧口≦)O×N
Seeing that their perfectly nice little home was about to be destroyed, Josen calmly ate the last bite of his sandwich despite the growing murderous aura beside him, then pulled Tatsumaki into his arms, her green hair already floating within its wrapping of psychic power.
Under Josen's forceful, domineering-CEO behavior, Tatsumaki's soft body abruptly stiffened.
Feeling the strong, steady heartbeat and reassuring warmth from the muscular chest right beside her, she immediately failed to maintain the teensy-weensy mountain of momentum she had just gathered.
In outward appearance, she instantly regressed from her powerhouse mode, drawn with extremely simple lines, into the psychic queen familiar to outsiders, as well as the soft, tsundere girl who appeared only in front of Josen.
"Hmph..."
Tatsumaki tried to struggle, but with her slender waist, barely a handful, already completely in the grasp of a scorching-hot hand, her earnest struggles looked more like coy affection, and even her grumbling involuntarily weakened.
"Hmph~~"