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They'd seen plenty of superpowered individuals, but they'd never seen one who killed someone the moment they met.

"Although I promised not to kill anyone, killing one or two should be enough to get away with it, right?" Yamabuki Hanajin laughed. "Alright, can anyone tell me where your headquarters is? I would be extremely grateful."

As he spoke, various magical beasts appeared from the shadows, dragging away and disposing of the corpses with practiced ease.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and activate the music that suppresses superpowers!" a thug suddenly shouted. The other party must be a superpowered person. As long as he hears that piercing sound, his superpower level will definitely drop, and then he will be at the mercy of others.

"boom."

The second person's head exploded as well.

"I was speaking Japanese, didn't you understand? In that case, fine, I'll just turn you all into immortals!" Yamabuki Hanajin was about to kill everyone in front of her when she raised her hand, and the phone that Senior Sister Koufu gave her suddenly rang.

"Moshi Moshi?" Yamabuki Hanajin answered the phone.

"Yamabuki, is it still not done? Do you need any help?" Senior Kofuku asked with some concern.

"It's alright, don't worry. I've already found their underlings, and I'll get them to talk soon." After hanging up the phone, Yamabuki Hanajin looked at the thugs in front of her: "You guys are lucky! You actually escaped this time. I'll let you suffer a few minor injuries!"

Before the thugs could react, countless monsters emerged from the shadow of Yamabuki Hanajin, and the alley was filled with howls and wailing. In the end, everyone fell into a pool of blood, barely clinging to life.

"Tell me where your headquarters is?" Yamabuki Hanajin activated her hypnosis.

The thug quickly revealed the location of his headquarters and the name of his boss.

"Kurozumi Cotton Flow? I remember that name is fake, right?" Yamabuki Hanajin still remembered this plot.

The armed group of powerless individuals formed by Kurozuma Mianliu was originally a group of young people pursuing their dreams together, but Kurozuma Mianliu disappeared during an event.

In order to keep the group of people without abilities running, a petty thug named Hebi Tsuyoshi impersonates someone else.

In other words, the person currently ruling the group of powerless individuals is this lowly scoundrel named Hebi Tsuyoshi.

"Good boy! I've already notified the police. You'd better turn yourself in later, understand?" Yamabuki Hanajin asked.

"Police! Great! The police are finally here! Great!" The thug looked like he had been saved.

"Oh right, forget about the murder I just committed. You're not allowed to tell anyone, even if you die." Yamabuki Hanajin used mind control on everyone present, and they all forgot about the murder she had just committed.

And then comes the last task of the day.

......

Hebi Tsuyoshi was panicked. Not long ago, he heard a rumor that Kurozuma Mianliu, who had supposedly "died," had returned.

He has been using other people's names to do things, and over time he has even forgotten his own name.

Not only that, being the boss feels so good, having so many underlings doing things for you, it's a perfect feeling.

If Kurosawa Mianliu really comes back, won't I become a nobody?

Therefore, he ordered that once the real Black Wife Cotton Stream was discovered, it should be killed without exception, and the entire group of armed non-ability users was mobilized, so now he is the only one left in the headquarters.

"Moshi Moshi? You must be the leader of the Armed No-Power Group?" Yamabuki Hanajin was hanging upside down.

Hebi Tsuyoshi looked at Yamabuki Hanajin in a panic. Where did this woman come from?

Could it be a member of the disciplinary committee?

Hebi Tsuyoshi immediately reached for the pistol, but his arm flew off.

"Please don't resist, it will save you a lot of harm. Please believe me, I'm doing this for your own good," Yamabuki Hanajin said with a smile.

Hebi Tsuyoshi clutched his severed arm and screamed, blood gushing out like it was free.

"My hand...who exactly are you? Who are you?"

First, we can rule out the other party being a disciplinary committee member, as disciplinary committee members are all students and would never resort to violence.

Even Shirai Kuroko, known for her perversion, ultimately only aims to capture criminals and rarely causes injury or disability.

"Who I am is not important. What's important is whether you're going to continue resisting? If you don't resist, I'm going to call the police." Yamabuki Hanajin picked up her phone and dialed Senior Sister Kofuku's number directly.

The moment the call connected, the senior student from the Law School launched into a tirade on the other end of the line.

"How many times have I told you! Don't injure people! These captured members of the powerless group are not only seriously injured, but most of them are also suffering from mental problems. Can I ask you what you did to them?" Senior Sister Gu Fa shouted.

"I was just helping them with psychological counseling, nothing else," Yamabuki Hanajin said innocently. "Oh, right, I captured the leader of the group of abilityless people, so I came to take over. Don't forget I have to pay him later."

Senior Sister Gu hung up the phone angrily. Looking at these powerless people who had been bitten by wild beasts, not only the student disciplinary committee members, but even the police took them very seriously.

When Yamabuki Hanakami looked up, she saw that the injured Hebi Tsuyoshi was preparing to run away.

With a gentle wave of his hand, Yamabuki Hanajin sent Hebi Tsuyoshi's left calf flying out instantly.

Hebi Tsuyoshi lay on the ground screaming in agony.

"A monster! There's a monster!"

"Really, didn't I tell you? You can't struggle. There's no other way now, I can only reattach your limbs." Yamabuki Hanajin found a wire and said gently, "Don't be afraid, I'll sew your severed limbs back together, it won't hurt much."

"Huh? It's sewn up?" Hebi Tsuyoshi paused for a second, then screamed like a pig being slaughtered: "Help!!! There's a pervert!!! Murder!!! Help!!!"

Yamabuki Hanajin forcibly sewed Hebiya Tsuyoshi's severed hands and feet back together with steel wire.

"Don't move around, I've never done needlework before! Just bear with it a little longer! It'll be done soon! Perfect! Stand up and walk around a bit!" Yamabuki Hanajin laughed at Hebi Tsuyoshi, who was foaming at the mouth.

However, Yamabuki Hanajin soon discovered the problem: Hebi Tsuyoshi probably wouldn't be able to stand up and walk anymore.

Because he accidentally sewed Hebi Tsuyoshi's hand onto his calf and his foot onto his arm.

"Oh no! I'm not the cute and charming Miss Banmufuran." Yamabuki Hanajin looked completely innocent.

At that moment, the door opened, and Senior Sister Gu Fa rushed in first.

Chapter 44: Kanzaki Kaori

"boom!"

The door opened, and Senior Sister Gu Fa hurriedly walked in, immediately spotting Hebi Tsuyoshi.

When Hebi Tsuyoshi saw the disciplinary committee member walk in, he was so excited that he almost cried. He was finally free from his misery.

As for Yamabuki Hanajin, she had already secretly left. We're not short of blood, so let's just let it go this time.

Looking at the pitiful state of Hebi Valley Tsuyoshi, Senior Sister Kofuku didn't know what to do.

What kind of birth allows someone to do such a thing? To sew a person's hand onto their foot, and then sew their foot onto their hand.

"This Yamabuki Flower Ashes... is too outrageous, isn't it?" Senior Sister Gu Fa searched around but couldn't find any trace of Yamabuki Flower Ashes.

In the end, he could only vent all his anger on Hebi Tsuyoshi.

"So this is the armed group of powerless people that you founded? Hmm? Hebi Valley Tsuyoshi? You're Hebi Valley Tsuyoshi, right?" Senior Sister Kofu asked in surprise.

Back when she was in the group of people without abilities, this person was her underling. She never expected him to turn into such a menace.

"Big Sister Gufa! Help! Please save me!"

Faced with this situation, Senior Sister Gu Fa could only call for help. She had heard that there was a very powerful doctor in Academy City, nicknamed "The Soul Chaser of the Underworld." If that doctor were to take action, he might be able to put your hands and feet back on.

"I can never work with this kid again! This is outrageous."

……

"Achoo!" Yamabuki Hanajin sneezed loudly.

I rubbed my nose with my finger; it must be Senior Sister Gu Fa talking about me behind my back.

"She must be thanking me, right? After all, I helped her solve such a big problem. It's almost time to sleep, so I'll wait until I come to Academy City next time to collect my payment from her." As Yamabuki Hanajin walked, she suddenly realized that there was no sound around her.

Academy City is usually a very lively place, a city that never sleeps, but now you can't see a single person on the streets.

"Huh? I just accidentally walked into the barrier?" Yamabuki Hanajin looked around blankly.

Not far away, a boy stood there blankly. He didn't know what had happened. He had just come out to take a bath with Index, but Index had inexplicably gone missing, and he had inexplicably ended up here.

Kamijou Touma was panicking.

Just as he was at a loss, a woman appeared in front of him.

She had her hair tied in a ponytail, was tall, wore jeans with only one leg, and carried a Japanese sword that was over two meters long at her waist.

Kamijou Touma swallowed hard.

Magician.

They've come knocking again.

He's in cahoots with that red-haired priest from before.

"Touma Kamijou, right? Don't deny it, I've investigated your background. Your parents are ordinary people, and you must be quite troubled by being inexplicably dragged into this matter, right?" The woman said, "My name is Kanzaki Kaori, and I don't want to reveal my magic name."

Kamijou Touma took two steps back with difficulty. He knew that once he revealed his magic name, it meant that a formal battle would begin between the two of them.

"Excuse me... Ms. Kanzaki Kaori, what can I do for you?" Kamijou Touma's gaze lingered on the katana at Kanzaki Kaori's waist.

Touma Kamijou has no special training, but he has experience dealing with people on the street.

It would be very difficult to pull out such a long knife.

You must strike to the finish before your opponent draws their sword.

Without a doubt, this person is also here for Index.

Kanzaki Kaori saw through the boy's intentions at a glance.

But she did not stop it.

As one of fewer than twenty saints in the world, Kanzaki Kaori's power far surpasses that of Kamijou Touma.

Kanzaki Kaori can even easily dodge bullets, fight in units of one-thousandth of a second, her physical strength surpasses the limits of humanity, and she is proficient in all kinds of magic, enabling her to do all sorts of incredible things.

In comparison, Touma Kamijou is really just an ordinary boy with a right hand that can't do anything.

"Can you give me back that child? This is very important to me," Kanzaki Kaori asked coldly.

She had to do her best not to show any emotion.

"You're the one who inflicted Index's wound, aren't you?" Touma Kamijou didn't directly answer Kanzaki Kaori's question, but instead asked her a question in return.

Kanzaki Kaori isn't very good at hiding her expressions.

Index was indeed injured by her own slash, but it was an unintentional mistake. The mobile church was capable of defending against nuclear-level attacks, so why was it breached?

According to Steele, there was a strong man on the other side, a muscular guy, who might have issues with his sexual orientation.

Moreover, judging from the strength displayed by the other party, that muscular man's strength is very likely to surpass that of a saint.

"Touma Kamijou, you have no idea how dangerous this is. To obtain the 103,000 grimoires in Index's mind, you can't trust anyone. I know there's a powerful person protecting you, but..." Kanzaki Kaori was interrupted before she could finish speaking.

"Then why should I believe you?"

Kanzaki Kaori was speechless.

Indeed, what makes him believe in himself?

He sees himself as the villain.

He used a Japanese sword that was over two meters long to attack a girl who was only thirteen years old.

What makes me think I'm a hero?

"So you're saying there's no room for negotiation?" Kanzaki Kaori gripped the knife in her hand.

It seems the only option is to severely injure this boy before trying to take Index away.

Index is running out of time. If the memories in Index's mind are not cleared in three days, her head will explode from the excessive amount of memories.

In order for this girl to survive, Kanzaki Kaori and Stiyl cannot play the role of villains.

Kamijou Touma clenched his right fist tightly.

The other party is a magician, so they must be using magic.

This right hand can be used for anything related to magic.

Just as the two were about to fight, a timid voice came from the side: "Could you please let me through? I want to go home and sleep."

Instantly, both of their eyes were focused on that voice.

Kamijou Touma felt as if he had seen a savior.

"Yamabuki! What are you doing here? Where have you been all day?" Kamijou Touma was so excited he almost cried.