Chapter 59
"Ah~ In just one instant, the world became quiet.
Denji felt so much better, really…
He slowly pulled his hand out of his brain. The blood-mixed fluid was quickly cleaned away by "Non-Stain."
The liquid flowing from the "hole" at his temple was the same.
"Non-Stain"—essential for home and travel, protecting your perfect handsomeness anytime, anywhere!
"Non-Stain"—you deserve it…
…What the hell is this bullshit, damn it.
Okay, take back what I said earlier—it doesn't feel that great.
Head hurts like hell, feels like my brain's growing back.
This can't keep going… Got it—just vent all this desire!
Denji's brain was still a mess, his thinking chaotic, but it didn't stop him from instinctively finding the relatively best solution for himself.
Denji blinked, first glancing at Power, then turning back to look at Higashiyama Koharu.
The former completely couldn't comprehend Denji's actions—her brain temporarily crashed.
The latter was almost scared unconscious but still stubbornly held on.
"I'm fine. Just a trivial fatal injury… oh, wait.
Just a minor scratch, nothing worth mentioning."
His mind was scrambled—he couldn't say anything comforting at all.
Denji took a deep breath and decided to abandon thinking, letting pure instinct guide him.
He remembered something.
Then he began using fear and his own flesh to condense something.
"Evolution Serum" (near-limit perfection)
Two doses.
He slowly walked toward Power. Power's blood-cross golden pupils followed his every step.
When he reached her, he… inserted? placed? stuffed? touched??? the two "Evolution Serums"…
Denji blinked again and looked at where his hand had landed.
Okay… looks like this instinct-guided move wasn't that great.
And he even reached with the wrong hand…
He lifted his other hand—the one actually holding the serums—and handed them to Power. Power took them in a daze.
She stared blankly at Denji…
Denji couldn't clearly see their expressions or fine movements, and he couldn't think much anyway—he could only keep following the previous instinct.
"One for you, one for her. Drink them later. I have something to do outside—stay home and be good, wait for me."
With that, Denji walked straight out of the bathroom.
Hearing the noise behind him, Denji casually opened an "Eternal Domain" inside the bathroom.
He reached the front door.
Denji opened it and stepped out.
Only after leaving the house did he start using his "Source Blood" bar to restore his state.
In an instant, his brain grew back.
Not bad—still the familiar feeling, plus a fresh sense of rebirth Like waking up from a beautiful sleep
Denji took a deep breath and slowly spread his arms wide to both sides, palms slightly upward, as though lifting the entire blue sky.
Following his natural breathing, he gradually raised his head and chest, letting the clean wind wash over his body and purify his soul. The pose didn't look like embracing the world—it looked more like declaring his arrival to the world…
Ah Feels so good
"Like wearing brand-new underwear on New Year's morning—refreshing!"
Denji grinned brightly and sighed, then turned to look at Aki and Himeno standing frozen in the stairwell. Aki was holding groceries in one hand and—surprisingly—holding Himeno's hand with the other.
Looks like their relationship leveled up again. Nice~ Everyone gets to feel the beauty of the world!
"Morning, Aki, Himeno."
Hearing Denji's greeting, Himeno dazedly returned "…Morning?"
Aki adapted faster. His brain spun rapidly. After processing the current information, he first raised one hand to cover Himeno's eyes, then spoke to Denji:
"Though it's afternoon now… you too… by the way… are you sure you want to go out like that?"
Denji looked down at himself following Aki's gaze.
"Holy light," "black censorship," "mosaic," very handsome long legs, very perfect awesome feet.
Not bad—he had already perfectly integrated handsomeness into every inch of his body. As expected of me!
"Ah~ Don't worry. I'm just going to let the sun see, before night falls, who's truly more qualified to be shrouded in holy light!"
"You okay?"
"I'm great!"
"…"
People really do laugh when they're speechless.
Sometimes you just want to call the police… Oh wait, I'm Public Safety. Never mind.
Just as Aki was exhausted to the point of laughing from exasperation, Himeno finally leaned sideways to avoid Aki's hand block.
She took one look and immediately gave a thumbs-up, then said very fairly:
"Denji-kun, if you go out like this, you're seriously going to get jumped by girls on the street~"
"Ah, that works too? Should've done this earlier—damn clothes really screwed me over!"
"Huh? But besides beautiful young women like me on the street—"
Before Himeno finished, she felt Aki's gaze.
Aki actually had no expression at all, but Himeno somehow felt mocked.
She irritably swatted Aki once, then corrected herself and continued:
"Besides beautiful people like me, there are still lots of aunties, ugly women, meat tanks…"
While giving examples, Himeno kept counting on her fingers. The more she spoke, the smoother it got—eventually she even started describing the various features of these examples.
Denji shivered, then hurriedly waved his hands in refusal.
"I knew I wasn't wrong before—I love you, old clothes…
Oh—no, old clothes, how did you shatter until not even one complete piece of fabric is left?!"
Denji collapsed dramatically onto the ground.
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Seeing Denji looking genuinely depressed, Aki couldn't help speaking:
"How about you come to my place first and borrow some clothes."
Denji's reply carried both dejection and unbelievable surprise and gratitude: "Really~?"
Aki now felt that Denji was fundamentally still a good kid.
The reason he often felt out of sync with normal people was probably because he had been disconnected from society in the past…
I should help him.
Thinking this, he answered firmly:
"Of course. Come on. I haven't properly given you a welcome gift as your senior anyway—this time I'll just give you a few sets of clothes."
Denji quickly refused:
"No, I can't take that many—one set is enough~"
Look at this kid—even when told it's a senior's welcome gift, he still refuses to take more! I didn't consider—he only recently joined Public Safety, hasn't gotten his first paycheck yet, money must be tight.
I should interact with him more in the future and help him through this difficulty first.
Aki waved his hand decisively:
"Fine then—just pick one for now. Choose whatever you want, don't be polite with me."
Denji was so moved he almost cried.
"Th-thank you, senpai…"
Since Aki said so, Denji relaxed on the ground, raised a lazy hand, and pointed languidly.
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"Then I want the one senpai is wearing."
"Huh, what?"
Aki thought he misheard.
But obviously.
"I want the one you're wearing. Didn't you say I can choose anything? Right now I think the set you're wearing is especially cool! I'll look super handsome in it!"
(:D)∠)
"You—you're joking, right?"
Denji put on an innocent face:
"Can't I? Or was senpai just talking big earlier? Oh no way, no way—my senpai is actually a big liar or something~"
While speaking, Denji changed into an even more flamboyant lying pose on the ground.
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"You—"
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