"So, do you know if there's anything else special about this 'SIS memory alloy' besides it being so rare?"

  "You're w why SIS memory alloy is sidered so precious, to the point where people are willing to spend ridiculous amounts of moo acquire it, right?"

  Momo smiled faintly, the ers of her lips curving upward. "The answer is simple—its value exceeds fifty million dolrs, far exceeding that, actually!"

  "That much...?"

  Kaminari was about to follow up with another question, but Momo interrupted him, tinuing without pause.

  "But why is it worth so much?"

  "Yeah."

  Kaminari nodded. Of course, he knew some properties of SIS memory alloy, but it didn't seem like anythiraordinary to him.

  He recalled that in the Marvel Universe, there were metals like Adamantium, nearly iructible, and Vibranium, capable of abs kiiergy. Those materials were rare in their respective worlds and boasted incredible properties, but even so, they didn't seem so exaggerated that people would go to war over them.

  Or maybe they did? Did something like that happen, and he just wasn't aware of it?

  It wasn't impossible. After all, in his previous life, he'd been a casual fan of ics at best. He wasn't someone who deeply explored the lore of Marvel or anything like that.

  "It's because several major tries have beely acquiring SIS memory alloy in rge quantities for decades now."

  At this point, Momo's expression shifted slightly. Her usual posed demeanave way to a more serious and cautious look, as though she were describing something out of a nightmare.

  "Major tries?"

  Hearing this, Kaminari immediately thought of three tries—Russia, the Uates, and a. Those seemed like the most obvious guesses, so he spoke up.

  "Yeah, those three." Momo nodded. "But as for why they've been colleg so much SIS memory alloy, my father will expin it to you iail ter."

  "Your father?"

  "Yaoyorozu Manshi, the patriarch of the Yaoyorozu family?!"

  Kaminari's voice rose in surprise, his astonishment evident.

  Momo pursed her lips slightly, looking a little self-scious. "Yes. Father said he wao meet you."

  For some reason, she felt uedly nervous, as though she were introdug a boyfriend to her parents.

  Although she had already ied with Kaminari plenty of times before, their families had always avoided any direct meetings. This time, however, her father had specifically asked to see him. It was impossible not to overthink the implications.

  Kaminari, oher hand, wasn't overthinking it in that dire at all. His mind was focused entirely on the prospeeeting Momo's father.

  In just a few months, would he really have met not o two heads of top-rankihy families?

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  About forty mier, Kaminari arrived at the Yaoyorozu estate agaied in a luxurious car. By now, he was quite familiar with the pce.

  But soon, Momo led him to an area he hadn't been to before. He couldn't help but ask, "Hey, we're not going to the library or the hall this time?"

  "Not this time. Father asked me t you to the living room." Momo answered naturally, not slowing her pace.

  "Alright then."

  Kaminari shrugged casually.

  It had to be said, this estate was truly massive. He'd only ever visited the main hall and library before, never expl much beyond that.

  Now, as he walked through the inner grounds, he couldn't help but admire the sery. It was undeniably beautiful, with vibrant greenery, rare flowers, fountains, and eborate statues decorating the path.

  "Wow," Kaminari muttered, looking around. "I've heard that the Japanese are known for their garden designs, but this is really -level. That said, the Yaoyorozu family clearly leans more Western iastes, huh?"

  After walking for what felt like six or seven minutes, Momo finally brought him to a smaller courtyard led withiate. This area was distinctly Western in its architectural style.

  "Father!"

  Momo's voice rang out as she spotted a middle-aged man in a casual suit not far away. She quickly walked over to him, her tone warm. Then, turning to Kaminari, she introduced him with posure.

  "This is Kaminari Denki, the leader of the Pikachu Band."

  "Hello, sir!"

  Kaminari greeted him politely without hesitation. But beyond that, he wasn't sure what else to say. After all, how do you even begin a versation in a situation like this?

  "Haha, hello there!"

  Yaoyorozu Manshi's voice was warm, his demeanentlemanly. He carried himself with the grace of an English aristocrat, though there was an undeniable air of authority beh his pleasant tone.

  "e, have a seat. Let's chat."

  "Thank you, sir."

  Kaminari nodded and sat dowo Momo without fuss. Why stand when you could sit fortably? That said, he was feeling a little nervous deep down.

  The tension eased somewhat when a server in a sharp bck suit and two maids in cssiiforms approached, setting down cups of steaming bck tea in front of them.

  "This tea...?"

  Kaminari bli the delicate teacup in front of him, instinctively sniffing the aroma wafting from the tea.

  It wasn't just him being dramatic, the st was genuinely captivating, so calming that it felt almost magical.

  "This is Gold-Tips Imperial," Momo said, pig up her teacup and inhaling the aroma with a satisfied look. "It's sidered one of the fi bck teas in the world. Among tea enthusiasts, it's even called 'Phantom Bck Tea.'"

  Then, gng at her father, she added with mild surprise, "I didn't expect you to serve this tea today..."

  Typically, even distinguished guests at the Yaoyorozu estate were served high-end Roya-Fiash tea. This 'Phantom Bck Tea,' oher hand, was something even Momo had only tasted five times in her entire life.

  Yaoyorozu Manshi sipped his tea calmly before setting his cup down. "Let's set aside the tea for now and talk about the main reason I wao see you—SIS memory alloy."

  "Sir, I've already learned some things about it from Momo," Kaminari said after a moment. "For example, I know that your family owns some SIS memory alloy."

  He paused before joking lightly, "But I don't see how that has anything to do with me. You're not pnning to give me some to make a battlesuit, are you?"

  "Something like that."

  Yaoyorozu Manshi nodded solemnly. Under Kaminari's shocked expression, he added, "But it wouldn't be for you—it would be for my daughter."

  "Me?" Momo's eyes widened in surprise.

  "Yes."

  Her father sighed softly before tinuing. "You want to bee a professional hero, don't you? I want to design a battlesuit tailored specifically for your Quirk, something that could protect you when using your abilities."

  He g her seriously. "Your ability is too reliant on teamwork. But what if, one day, you find yourself in a situation where you're on your own?"

  He leaned back slightly, his expression growing heavier. "We've sulted with more than a dozen well-known equipment designers, but they all agreed—our current supply of SIS memory alloy is too limited to craft a full battlesuit."

  Finally, Yaoyorozu Manshi turned his attention bainari. "And that's where you e in. From what we've learhe battlesuit you designed yourself was good enough to earn reition from Dr. Tenma."

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