Clash on the Deck
"Miss, can you hear me?"
Denki Kaminari called out a few times, but even the Copy didn't respond. Frustrated, he said, "It seems she can't speak either. I was hoping to get some information out of her about what happened."
Kaminari has come this far driven by a sense of justice, but he doesn't know who the heroine he's fighting for is, nor has he said a word. This doesn't mean he regrets it; he just feels guilty that he was the only one who wanted to be a hero and save the damsel in distress, but now everyone has to share the consequences.
Jilan patted Kaminari the shoulder and said calmly, "There's no turning back now. To save that girl, you must do it without hesitation."
Did the squad leader sense his doubt? Kaminari stared blankly at Jilan, then nodded emphatically. "No matter what happens, I will follow the plan!"
"However, this is really amazing. Even I can't tell the difference between the two." Jilan walked to the Copy with a somewhat absent-minded sigh and gently lifted the Copy's hand.
Her hands were delicate and fair, as slender as a newborn baby's, with no trace of artificial enhancement or repair. If the timing weren't so bad, Jilan would want to hold those hands and rub them against her face right now.
Unfortunately, she was about to hand this hand to the tiger's den. This thought suddenly occurred to Jilan, but she was not particularly disappointed. After all, she was just a phantom created by Twice, like a bubble that could disappear at any time, a disposable consumable.
If given the chance, let Twice make some more, some of the hands he's long coveted but can't bear to destroy.
"Cough cough," Twice seemed to have used up too much power from using his Quirk, and slumped to the ground, leaning against the wall and panting heavily. He said in a low voice, "Kids from U.A. High School., I've done what I needed to do for you. Now it's up to you."
"I understand, I will keep my promise." Jilan nodded solemnly, turned to the group lined up, rubbed their hands together, and chuckled, "The props are all ready. Actors, enter! It's time for our magic show!"
A strong arm with light blue skin collided head-on with a tail that lashed out like a comet at high speed. The moment they made contact, everything seemed to stop, creating a scene reminiscent of a primitive battle between a human and a beast. It was as if the space itself was shattered by the immense force, and a wild wind howled, whipping up wave after wave of waves!
Ultimately, the arm couldn't withstand the giant tail, which slammed heavily into Barus, sending him flying! Just as the sperm whale was about to press its advantage and smash the man into the sea like a golf ball, the man roared out a peculiar sonic wave in the air, instantly disrupting the sperm whale's next attack and causing it to twist and turn wildly without any order!
Barus adjusted its position in mid-air and landed on the upper deck, looking down at the sperm whale.
"What a wretched whale! Has its injury been healed? It seems to be getting stronger," Barus, touching his chest with his finned hand and frowning. "I was hit hard several times by this big fish. Although I've been avoiding damage thanks to my streamlined body, even if I can hold on any longer, the time I can maintain 'Barus' is running out."
Captain Barus's Quirk greatly enhances his physical attributes, even granting him the ability to manipulate seawater, making it an extremely powerful Quirk. However, the stronger the Quirk, the more stamina it requires. Barus, who intended to finish the battle quickly, didn't expect that the previously clumsy sperm whale seemed to have gained sentience, seizing the opportunity to attack him and relentlessly preventing him from getting close.
If Barus hadn't been constantly using "bluffing" to disrupt the sperm whale's attacks, he would have been taken down by a combo from the opponent long ago.
At this moment, the sperm whale, like a heavy smoker, emitted large amounts of scalding steam from its back vents, which then transformed into a large amount of air absorbed into its body. With each breath, the damage caused by the explosion had completely disappeared, with only the smooth, scaleless patches of its newly grown skin proving that it had once been severely injured.
Naturally, Barus was constantly thwarted by the other party, and his promise to Jilan to obtain the "Ambergris" was not fulfilled.
"Could it be that, as that boy said, this guy also has Quirk, and now is the time for a change?" Barus took a deep breath, somewhat regretting why he hadn't made a move on the sperm whale sooner, or at least let it lie on the deck and simply leave it alone.
What should we do? How can we resolve this situation?
Barus wasn't good at thinking, and at this moment he missed his two deputies, the first mate and the second mate, terribly. One was decisive and serious, and the other was quick-witted and intelligent. If they were by his side, they would definitely be able to figure out a way to deal with this big guy!
Just as Barus was lamenting, his internal Radar keenly sensed a group of people approaching the deck.
Barus frowned. Although he hadn't gone into the cabin, the fact that no one had approached the deck for so long made him certain that the first mate must have already issued the order for the passengers to return to their rooms for safety, according to the emergency response plan.
So why is there a group of people heading towards the deck? Could it be that some tourists want to see a giant whale that they don't usually get to see?
Now is not the time for passengers to tour!
Barus grew somewhat irritated and wanted to teach these ungrateful travelers a lesson, warning them not to approach. So, he seized his opportunity and jumped from the upper deck just before the group emerged from the corridor, landing right in front of them.
"Guest, this is not the time for a tour. Go back to your room immediately and don't make me say it a second time!" Barus shouted angrily. Upon closer inspection, he saw a man in a gentleman's suit surrounded by a large group of Werewolf.
"Alain, what are you doing here?" Barus's anger subsided, and he asked with some surprise.
Barus certainly recognized Alain in front of him; he was an officer of the transnational logistics organization "Dark Shadow," responsible for supplying weapons or other strange items to illegal organizations.
This time, he was the one who came to negotiate with Barus, wanting to use Barus's ship to hold an illegal gathering in exchange for supplies for the cruise ship bound for IIsland.
Someone offered supplies simply to secure a venue for a gathering—a rare opportunity, and given that Barus owed the Dark Shadow Man a favor, Barus naturally agreed to this simple request.
However, Barus had made a three-point agreement with Alain: the Dark Shadow on this ship could not act rashly; they were merely ordinary tourists who had paid their rent and were absolutely not allowed to harm any of the passengers.
So, what are these people doing on the deck now?