The top Hero's magnetic, compelling voice put the suspicious Sitch halfway at ease.
Breathing a sigh of relief, he cautiously addressed the air. "Josen, sir, didn't you leave with Miss Tatsumaki? Now that you're back, then... where is Miss Tatsumaki?"
Compared with the mild-mannered, reliable Josen, he was more concerned about the whereabouts of that little terror, Tatsumaki.
The voice in his head paused for two seconds. Sitch suddenly wondered whether this S-Class Hero was choosing his words.
"...Don't worry, Tatsumaki is fine. But I do have a little favor to ask... You're alone in your office right now, right?"
"That's right! I'm in my office."
"Good, then I'm coming in."
A dazzling blue light flashed, and Sitch rubbed his eyes.
He saw Josen's tall figure appear in the center of his office, stride over to the sofa in two steps, and gently set something down.
When he stepped aside and revealed exactly what he had put on the sofa, Sitch's little heart, which had yet to settle completely, nearly shot out along with a mouthful of blood.
Pfft...
What this man had put down was actually...
Tatsumaki!
Wait, what have you done to Miss Tatsumaki?!
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The more Sitch thought about it, the more terrified he became. As cold sweat poured down his body, his mind had already filled in a detailed, two-hundred-thousand-word account of what had happened.
Mantra picked up some interesting information. Josen watched the entire mental drama with a critical eye, then, still wanting more, offered some reassurance. "Relax, it's not what you're imagining. Tatsumaki seems a little tired. Let her rest here for a while. That shouldn't be any trouble, right?"
Sitch: "..."
"No..."
"Ha! No trouble, then. You're a huge help. See ya~"
Watching the all-too-familiar Josen cut him off, wave goodbye, then instantly