After leaving Dr. Tenma's pce, Kaminari first walked Kyoka home and then boarded the Shinkansen back to Saitama City by himself.

  The journey home was uful, and soon he found himself walking along the colorful highway, illuminated by the glow of the city's neon lights. As he strolled, his mind drifted, his thoughts wandering in the quiet of the te hour.

  The city itself eaceful, apart from the steady stream of traffic that felt like an endless river of light. With the seremosphere enveloping him, Kaminari began to refle everything that had happened retly from his achievements to the pns he had for the future.

  For the first time, he realized how pact his life had bee. Despite not having any immediate or pressing goals, he was stantly busy, either w hard or thinking about what steps to take .

  But why?

  He didn't o push himself so much. This world, despite its share of vilins, was retively peaceful. pared to other worlds like Naruto or One Piece, where danger and battle were stant, this world wasn't nearly as chaotibsp;

  Here, he didn't have to fight to the death every few days. Instead, he could afford to focus on hobbies like musiimation, and games. His life resembled that of an urban novel protagonist reborn into a parallel world more than a battle-hardened hero in a high-stakes universe.

  The thought struck him: Did he eveo titing stronger? He had no overwhelming blood feud to resolve, no apocalyptic threat looming over the horizon. His current strength, bined with Pikachu's abilities, was already enough to defeat several top-tier Heroes if necessary.

  Within Japan, there didn't seem to be anyone who could rival his lightning-based Quirk. If his goal had been to bee the stro lightning-user, wasn't that already achieved?

  Of course, someone more petitive might set their sights on surpassing All Might himself. But Kaminari wasn't like that. He didn't have any desire to bee the number one hero in the world.

  His current life was fulfilling enough. He was strong enough to protect his family and had successfully improved their financial situation while pursuing his owive passions.

  He could sing, and hundreds of thousands of fans would listen. His tributions to Pokémon were adored by millions. And today, he'd even realized that a girl liked him.

  What more did he need?

  So why was he still striving to get stronger? urpose did it serve in a peaceful world like this?

  Just as these thoughts swirled in his mind, Kaminari realized something was off. He had been walking for over thirty minutes, but the journey from the station to his house usually took less thay.

  *"Booom!"*

  A sudden noise shattered the tranquility, followed by the sound of sharp objects cutting through the air. In an instant, a flurry of glowing white feathers, glinting like silver uhe moonlight, shot toward him.

  "Damn it!"

  Behind Kaminari, a white-haired man with rge, angeligs gred at him with a twisted expression. His sharp features were torted in rage as he unched another volley of feathers.

  "It looks like Phantom mao use his Quirk!" shouted a bald, dark-skinned man standing nearby.

  "Obviously, or how else would we have lured him here?" the bald maed irritably.

  Looking around, Kaminari realized he had somehow wandered into a dimly lit alley between two buildings. Six or seven individuals surrounded him, each with a unique and menag appearanbsp;

  They attacked relentlessly, but no matter what they threw at him—whether feathers, cws, or energy bsts—all of it was blocked by the shimmering golden sand that shielded him. Occasionally, Pikachu retaliated, its electric shocks f those who relied on close bat to retreat.

  "Pikachu!"

  Another burst of electricity surged forward, striking a crocodile-headed man in the chest. He screamed in pain before colpsing to the ground.

  "Pika, pika!" Pikachu called out, its worried gaze shifting to Kaminari, who stood frozen, his fak and his eyes unfocused.

  Pikachu suddenly remembered Kaminari's termeasure for mental Quirks. Kaminari had once expihat using high-speed electricity to stimute his body could sometimes break mental trol.

  Although Kaminari couldn't activate his high-speed movement h-voltage sho his ht now, Pikachu could help.

  "Pika… chu!"

  With ation, Pikachu turned around and unleashed *100,000 Volts* directly at Kaminari. The intense current engulfed him, causing his blond hair to stand on end and lighting up the dark alley like a golden bea.

  "What the hell? Why is that rat attag its own master?" the winged man shouted in fusion.

  "No idea," muttered a man with yellow skin and nails that had turned into sharp diamonds.

  However, Phantom, the bald man, suddenly shouted in panio! That kid's waking up!"

  "What?!"

  As the others turo look, Kaminari's eyes slowly opened. For a moment, fusion fshed across his face. "Wasn't I just walking home?"

  "Master, you're awake!" Pikachu cried, its tone filled with relief. Dropping its usual cute act, it quickly expihe situation in human nguage.

  Kaminari took a moment to process the details befng around at the attackers, who had temporarily stopped their assault. His gaze settled on the winged man, eared to be the leader.

  "In that case… none of you are leavionight."

  "Godspeed—activate!"

  Goldericity surged from Kaminari's body, crag violently. He didn't move immediately but kept the current flowing, ensuring he couldn't fall under mental trol again.

  *"Bang! Bang! Bang!"*

  Kaminari reached for the four remaining golden Pokéballs at his waist and hurled them into the air. Instantly, waves of golden sand poured out, filling the alley and rushing toward the attackers like a tidal wave.

  "What do we do?!" Phantom yelled, his face pale.

  "Don't panic! He's just a kid. There's no way we 't beat him with our birength!" the winged man growled.

  "Attack! Take him down!"

  Following his and, the group uheir Quirks at the ining wave of golden sand. The battle quickly became chaotic as sand and attacks collided in a fierce exge.

  But amidst the chaos, the winged man silently grabbed Phantom by the back of his colr and flew into the sky at high speed.

  "Coward…" Kaminari muttered, notig their escape. His expression hardened as he activated *High-Voltage Mode*, transf into a streak of golden lightning that shot into the air. Within moments, he was directly in front of the fleeing duo.

  "I said… none of you are leaving tonight!"

  From below, two massive streams of golden sand followed Kaminari's lead, rising into the air like twin pilrs. He didn't o defeat them ht; he only o stall them until the golden sand caught up.

  "Then try me!"

  The winged man roared, fpping his wings and ung another volley of razor-sharp feathers.

  *"Swish, swish, swish!"*

  Kaminari effortlessly dodged the barrage, weaving through the air with ease. He had no iion of attag directly, his goal urely to dey them.

  Still, the stant assaults began to irritate him. If not for Pikachu's quick thinking earlier, he might have been taken out before the fight even began.

  He ched his fists, suppressing the urge to retaliate recklessly. No matter how much he wao make them pay, he reminded himself to hold babsp;

  At the same time, in the distance, several police cars raced toward the se, carrying professional Heroes. Thanks to Pikachu's quick as, help was already on the way.

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