Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week

Skeletons, Ghosts, Human Head Balloons...

Ayatsuki Ayaka breezed through them, sweeping away all the props Saeko and her team had set up.

Oddly enough, she didn't spot Saeko or the others. Even the Headless Ghost that was supposed to be below was nowhere to be found. It probably knew she was aware of the truth and chose not to show up to scare her.

She had even wanted to take the opportunity, when they tried to scare her, to give them a couple of good punches. What a pity!

With that thought in her mind, Ayatsuki Ayaka stepped out of the abandoned factory's main gate.

The night breeze was cool, stirring the weeds in the courtyard.

She took Aozawa's hand, and they walked out through the peeling iron gate.

The streetlights silently illuminated the streets, which were eerily quiet and deserted, making Ayatsuki Ayaka reluctant for the night to end just like this.

"Aozawa, I'll walk you to the station," she said.

"Okay."

Aozawa nodded, still clutching Iroha's soft little hand, and smiled. "Iroha, having you by my side tonight made me feel very secure."

"Hehe, I told you I'd protect you."

Ayatsuki Ayaka walked proudly, then made a point to add, "We should keep these things to ourselves, so people don't think we're crazy."

"Yeah, who would believe that Evil Spirits exist in this world?" Aozawa agreed.

Spreading such rumors now would definitely attract the attention of sensitive people in the Special Investigation Team and the CIA.

Ayatsuki Ayaka raised an eyebrow and began to boast, "There's no need to be afraid of those Evil Spirits. All you need is to muster enough courage and give them a couple of good punches. It won't be afraid of you if you're not afraid of it."

She passed on this seemingly useful but utterly useless advice.

Aozawa found Iroha quite adorable at that moment. Without bursting her bubble, he adopted a teachable attitude, greatly satisfying Ayatsuki Ayaka's vanity.

As they reached the station, Ayatsuki Ayaka hesitated, let go of his hand, and said, "By the way, it looks like you have something on your head."

"What is it?" An expression of surprise crossed Aozawa's face.

He didn't remember getting anything on him.

Could it be that by being near Iroha, he had accidentally brushed against the fragrant sweat on her neck, causing his nose to reflect light?

Aozawa raised his hand to touch his nose.

"Right here." Ayatsuki Ayaka pointed at his forehead and quickly parted his bangs. While he wasn't paying attention, her lips touched his forehead and then withdrew.

THUMP THUMP. Ayatsuki Ayaka pressed down on her wildly beating heart, kept her expression controlled, and tried to sound nonchalant. "That's a Hot Girl's way of saying goodbye. See you."

After saying that, Ayatsuki Ayaka didn't give Aozawa a chance to speak and dashed away as if she'd teleported.

Her slender figure disappeared down the street.

Aozawa wanted to say, since when do Hot Girls kiss foreheads? They should at least kiss on the lips.

He touched his forehead, savoring the recent sensation, a smile spreading across his face.

This kind of innocent kiss had a different charm from Chitose's mature ones, full of youthful vigor, like a young deer in the forest.

With that thought, Aozawa entered the station.

「...」

THUMP THUMP. Her heart raced wildly as Ayatsuki Ayaka ran out of Aozawa's sight and leaned against a wall.

She took deep breaths. Her wheat-colored cheeks flushed, her expression excited.

She had done it.

Ayatsuki Ayaka clenched her fist in secret, delighted to have achieved this great goal. A kiss on the forehead today, lips tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow…

Thinking about her chat with Saeko and the others, Ayatsuki Ayaka's face turned even redder.

Could little Aozawa really be eaten with the mouth?

Ayatsuki Ayaka imagined the scene, her cheeks growing hotter. She touched her face; it was burning.

It was as if she was in heat.

Ayatsuki Ayaka pinched her thigh lightly, telling herself not to keep fantasizing about those embarrassing things!

DING DONG. A message alert sounded from her jacket pocket. Ayatsuki Ayaka pulled out her phone.

"Iroha, we're here~"

Seeing the message from Saeko, the flush on Ayatsuki Ayaka's face gradually receded, replaced by a pouting expression.

She hadn't forgotten the 'favor' the three had done her, and she strode towards the Takezuka Concession Stand.

There, Takahashi Saeko, Tama Chan, and Miyahara Kaoru had already removed their makeup. They were completely devoid of any trace of horror, instead exuding the cool, summery Hot Girl vibe.

Takahashi Saeko waved and asked, "Iroha, how was your date tonight?"

In a huff, Ayatsuki Ayaka retorted, "You've got some nerve! I told you not to come, but you still messed around with those unnecessary props. You nearly made me pee my pants!"

"Ha ha," Tama Chan laughed, then continued in that eerie voice, "My head, where's my head?"

Miyahara Kaoru added, "You were genuinely scared at first, Iroha; your scream echoed through the factory. After that, you must have figured out the truth. It's strange, we thought it would take you much longer to find out."

Ayatsuki Ayaka said proudly, "Don't underestimate me. In a crisis, I summoned great courage. I punched the prop head hanging on the second floor and discovered the anomaly."

"Impressive." Takahashi Saeko and the others applauded, their words effortlessly dispelling the resentment Ayatsuki Ayaka had been holding onto.

Tama Chan quickly moved closer, reaching out. "You were so close to Aozawa tonight. Did those ample thighs of yours feel anything… unusual?" She poked Ayaka's short skirt.

Ayatsuki Ayaka understood in a second. Though she lacked practical experience, her theoretical knowledge was extensive, so she instantly knew what Tama Chan was referring to.

She rolled her eyes and said, "Maru, stop talking nonsense. Aozawa wasn't in the mood for that in a situation like that."

"You're wrong," Tama Chan denied, her expression thoughtful. "It's precisely under those circumstances that such thoughts emerge. When people are scared and tired, they often want to procreate; it's human instinct. Aozawa's lack of reaction means he was using his posture to hide it. Was his upper body close while his lower body was kept distant? If so, he definitely had a plan."

"Definitely not." Ayatsuki Ayaka shook her head.

At that time, basking in her joy, she hadn't noticed Aozawa's posture.

She firmly believed Aozawa was genuinely scared. She was also confident she had successfully protected him tonight. She said, "When we parted, I gave Aozawa a Hot Girl's deep kiss, leaving him completely stunned."

This explosive topic piqued the interest of the three of them.

"Really?" Tama Chan expressed disbelief.

Ayatsuki Ayaka raised an eyebrow and said smugly, "I'll reenact the scene for you. I'll stand here, and Kaoru, you be Aozawa. I'd use my finger to lift 'Aozawa's' chin, then give 'him' a passionate, electrifying look, and coolly say, 'This is how a Hot Girl says goodbye.' Then I'd lean in."

She pursed her lips, reenacting the scene, her blood-red lips seeming to have the glossy allure of a Bloody Mary cocktail.

Miyahara Kaoru's heart skipped a beat. She quickly turned her head away, saying, "You should practice with Saeko instead."

A triumphant smile appeared on Ayatsuki Ayaka's face as she said, "Kaoru, that won't do. There's so much left for you to learn. If you get shy like this, how much worse will it be with a guy?"

Within the Hot Girl circle, Tama Chan and Takahashi Saeko were battle-hardened. Ayatsuki Ayaka knew her own rank was far inferior. But when it came to Kaoru, she could still puff out her chest and offer a word or two of advice. Compared to Kaoru's zero experience, she at least had the grand achievement of kissing a boy.

"This won't do. Being a Hot Girl and still having your first kiss at sixteen isn't something to be proud of." If Ayatsuki Ayaka had a tail, it would surely be wagging up to the sky by now.

Knowing full well she was bragging, Tama Chan still asked, "What kind of kiss did you use? Did your tongue entwine with Aozawa's, like this?" She opened her mouth and began demonstrating how to kiss.

"Maru, don't make it difficult for her," Ayatsuki Ayaka pouted.

Maru's oral skills were unrivaled. She once peeled a grape completely using only her mouth, teeth, and tongue—no hands at all.

"I didn't do anything that exaggerated, just a simple kiss that left him in shock. If I'd shown off all my skills, wouldn't that have revealed it wasn't my first kiss?"

"Iroha, if you learn my technique, you'll only need three seconds to make Aozawa fall at the hem of your pomegranate dress."

"I don't need that kind of method," Ayatsuki Ayaka muttered, then nonchalantly asked, "Maru, how did you perfect that ultimate skill?"

"When eating candy, don't bite with your teeth. Use your tongue to move the candy from left to right, and then from right to left. Keep practicing. This way, you'll develop exquisite skills guaranteed to captivate any man with just one kiss."

"That's too exaggerated," Ayatsuki Ayaka said this outwardly but inwardly took note, deciding to practice when she got home.

The next time she kissed Aozawa, she would use Maru's unparalleled technique to suck his very soul out!

「...」

「Ayase Apartment, Morimoto Family.」

Morimoto Chiyoda lay in her chair, a facial mask on. She wore a light purple, semi-transparent nightgown that did little to conceal the view beneath.

She knew her attire was somewhat provocative. But she wanted to flaunt her charm a bit, to reel back in the soul of the boy who was smitten by other girls, to let him know that wildflowers couldn't compare to the fragrance of the flower at home.

It was nine o'clock.

The main door was unlocked. "Chitose, I'm back."

"How was it?"

"Very interesting. They turned the abandoned factory into something like a haunted house." Aozawa closed the door behind him. He glanced over Morimoto Chiyoda's outfit, noting the bikini-like underwear, and said with a smile, "Chitose, are you feeling lonely at home?"

"Does my face look lonely to you?" Morimoto Chiyoda turned her head. Her face was covered with a white mask, only her captivating eyes visible. "Go take a shower. I've already prepared the hot water for you."

"Okay."

Aozawa went to the bedroom, picked up his clothes, then walked into the bathroom and locked the door.

He took off his clothes, transforming his shirt, trousers, boxers, and slippers into people.

Tsunade, Nami, Inoue Orihime, and Erza appeared in the bathroom.

Today, he would let them help him bathe.

"Get to work."

"Yes, Master," they answered in low voices, their tasks clearly divided.

Tsunade squeezed out shower gel, Inoue Orihime poured shampoo, Erza held the showerhead, and Nami readied a towel to scrub Aozawa clean, all in service to him.

This was a practical application of Enlightening in daily life.