Kryptonian: Man of Steel

Outside of the Temple Town, everyone is a town dweller. In the past, Minato, Chuo, and Chiyoda looked down on other districts in Tokyo as country folk. Now, it is Amamiya District that looks down on other districts and even the whole country.

After all, the safety of Amamiya District alone is enough to make it soar in value in this chaotic world.

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Busujima Saeko was kneeling on the ground in an extremely elegant and dignified manner, as if time had stopped for her at this moment.

The sunlight shone through the half-open door, dappled on her body, coating her graceful figure with a layer of light golden light.

Her waist was slender and flexible, like a willow branch swaying in the wind in spring, and the breathtaking arc below perfectly supported an exquisite kimono. The hem of the kimono rested gently on her slightly small heels, rising and falling with her slight breathing, as if every breath could affect the flow of the surrounding air.

The flesh under the kimono is more round and full, like a big peach that is about to mature in early summer, so full that it seems to overflow with sweet juice at any time, exuding an attractive luster.

Such a figure, coupled with her charming face, has both heart-moving tenderness and an indescribable dangerous atmosphere, as if it is a flower of the other shore quietly blooming in the dark night, beautiful and deadly.

Her face is exquisite and picturesque, with a hint of sadness between her eyebrows, but she inadvertently blooms with a light of tenacity and indomitable light.

There is a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, but behind that smile, there is an elusive and complex emotion hidden, which makes people want to get close, but afraid of being attracted by the depth and getting lost in it.

The sitting posture of Saeko Busujima is not only a posture, but also an art, an art that fully displays the temperament and cultivation of Yamato Nadeshiko.

Every movement and every look of hers revealed an extraordinary elegance and calmness, as if she was born to belong to this world, a world full of ritual and beauty.

Just then, Shizuka Hiratsuka pushed the door open and walked in, her steps were a bit tired.

Shizuka Hiratsuka, the former teacher, is no longer the one who stands on the podium and writes knowledge with chalk.

Her identity has undergone earth-shaking changes, and she has become the maid of Luther, the god of the world.

Seeing Saeko Busujima sitting so dignified, Shizuka Hiratsuka couldn't help but feel a complex emotion in her heart.

She admitted that even among the maids, Saeko Busujima's temperament and cultivation were outstanding, and the elegance that emanated from her bones was something that Shizuka Hiratsuka could never imitate.

Shizuka Hiratsuka herself knew that her personality was more straightforward and her style of doing things was more vigorous and vigorous, which formed a sharp contrast with Saeko Busujima's gentleness and delicacy.

"Teacher Hiratsuka, you're back."

Saiko Busujima's voice was gentle and clear, like the breeze blowing across the lake in spring, with a hint of imperceptible warmth.

Although the three of them - Saeko Busujima, Shizuka Hiratsuka and another maid, were all Luther's maids, Saeko Busujima still insisted on calling her "teacher".

Although her identity and status had become blurred in the ruins, Saeko Busujima still insisted on the respect from the bottom of her heart and called her "teacher".

Hearing this, Shizuka Hiratsuka raised a helpless and relieved smile.

In that smile, there was a faint nostalgia for the past years, a deep understanding of the current situation, and unlimited expectations for the future.

"Saiko, just call me by my name."

Her words were sincere and relieved, and she had obviously accepted her new identity and role.

Now, she is no longer the teacher who needs to stand on the podium and answer questions for students, but a guardian, the light of hope for the survivors in the ruins of Tokyo.

Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes fell on the knife lying quietly in front of Saeko Busujima. It was a long knife with a simple shape and smooth lines. The blade glowed with a faint cold light in the sun, which complemented Saeko Busujima's cold temperament, forming a touching picture.

She couldn't help asking: "Are you doing sword Zen?"

Saeko Busujima nodded slightly, her eyes still focused on the tip of the knife, as if she could see some truth from it: "Yes, Sister Jing. After the spiritual power confronts the demon power, it will fluctuate due to agitation and conflict. This fluctuation is both a challenge and an opportunity. As long as we can stabilize and control this fluctuation, our spiritual power can get a qualitative leap."

Saeko Busujima spoke her experience without reservation, but it can't be said to be experience, because these are all things Luther said.

Through fighting, the spiritual power of the spiritualist can become more solid and stronger when constantly fighting against the oppression brought by the demon power.

Just as the two were chatting, Luther appeared.

"Master."

Saeko Busujima quickly stood up and saluted with the most respectful attitude. Her voice was full of endless admiration and loyalty to Luther.

"Luther."

Shizuka Hiratsuka seemed more casual. She was not used to calling others master.

Luther didn't care about her. Who made Shizuka so cute?

"Get ready. A big monster appeared in Kyoto. You go to deal with that big monster."

There is a correct version in the book of 16-9!

Luther said.

Tokyo has been destroyed by King Ghidorah. Now it's Kyoto's turn.

"Big monster?"

Both of them were shocked.

"The only one who can be called a big monster is King Ghidorah who destroyed Tokyo before, right?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka's voice was filled with uncertainty. She looked at Luther, hoping to get some comfort or more detailed information from him.

However, Luther's expression was unusually calm, even indifferent, which made his words sound even more disturbing.

Is there another big monster like this coming?

Recalling King Ghidorah's destructive and invincible aura of the world-destroying dragon, both of them couldn't help but shudder.

Are we really the opponents of that big monster?

You know, it hasn't been long since they became psychics!

"Luther, can you tell the island government about this?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka suddenly asked Luther.

"Of course, that's your business, but this big monster is different from King Ghidorah. It's very smart. It won't destroy blindly like King Ghidorah, but will use all available resources, including the huge population of Kyoto, to develop its own men."

Luther said indifferently.

"What?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka and Busujima Saeko were even more surprised when they heard this.

They had never thought that monsters would have wisdom and use strategies. This not only meant that they were more difficult to deal with, but also meant that their threat to humans would increase exponentially.