As expected, after using his electricity to stimute her body, the unscious girl's plexion began to improve slightly. However, the wound on her side tio bleed heavily.

  "Kyoka!"

  "Bandage her up! We 't let her keep bleeding!"

  Kyoka nodded and hurried over. But as she k beside the girl, she looked at her empty hands, her face sg with frustration.

  "What should I use to bandage her?"

  Kaminari sed the area quickly and noticed a piece of bck cloth lying on the ground. It had previously beeo cover the jewelry stall. He grabbed it without hesitation.

  Th!

  He shook the cloth vigorously to remove the dust and debris, then pressed his hands against it, releasing a trolled amount of electricity.

  The cloth began to steam as the heat from his electricity sterilized it, at least to some degree. He wasn't sure how effective it would be, but it was better than nothing.

  Rip!

  With brute force, Kaminari tore the cloth into long strips and hahem to Kyoka.

  "Use this."

  "Got it!"

  Kyoka's expression was serious as she crouched o the injured girl and began bandaging her wound. She moved quickly and fidently, her hands steady. Basic first aid teiques were part of their Hero training, and it was clear she remembered them well.

  Meanwhile, Kaminari turned his attention to the stone man, who was still struggling tain trol of his body. The man's gre was fierce, his eyes filled with anger and frustration.

  "You said your daughter is iy hospital, right?" Kaminari asked, his voice calm but direct.

  "What's her name? How old is she?"

  The stone man's eyes widened, and his demeanor ged instantly. His expression twisted into one of desperation as he shouted, "What are y to do?! This has nothing to do with her!"

  Kaminari sighed, realizing there was no reasoning with him in this state. Without another word, he stepped forward and smmed his fist into the man's face, his knuckles sparking with electricity.

  Crack!

  Boom!

  The impact sent the stone man sprawling bato the ground.

  "Calmed down now?" Kaminari asked ftly, staring down at the man who y groaning at his feet. "Then shut up and listen."

  He crouched down slightly, his tone softening just enough to vey siy.

  "You're not going anywhere he hospital, not today. But if your daughter really is in critical dition, I go che her. If there's anything I do to help, I will."

  The stone man's lips curled into a bitter sneer.

  "Help? You? A hypocritical 'Hero'?" he spat, his voice thick with venom. "I've seen eople like you are really like. I'd rather my daughter die tha her fall into your hands!"

  His voice cracked, and his surned into a grimace. "If I 't save her myself, then what's the point? I'll follow her to the world. At least we'll be free from this cruel pce together."

  Kaminari stared at the man in silence for a moment, his expression unreadable. He could see it now, this wasn't just desperation. This was someone who had pletely given up on society, on the world itself.

  It wasn't just sad—it was devastating.

  "Kaminari! Kyoka!"

  The voiidnight rang out, cutting through the temosphere. The pro Hero arrived in a police car, with two others pulling up right behind her.

  She stepped out, sing the se quickly. Her gaze nded on ROPE-MAN, who was still lying on the ground, and her brow furrowed in fusion.

  "Wait, did this vilin take him down?" she muttered under her breath, surprised that someoh ROPE-MAN's reputation had been subdued so easily.

  "Actually, no—"

  The younger Hero who had been apanying ROPE-MAN stepped forward, eager to expin. He spoke quickly, gng nervously between Midnight and Kaminari.

  "Ah, I see," Midnight said after hearing the full story. She turo Kaminari, her expression unreadable, and then to Kyoka, who was still tending to the injured girl. Finally, her gaze fell on the unscious ROPE-MAN.

  "Good work, Kaminari," she said firmly, nodding in approval. "You made the right call prioritizing the injured."

  Kaminari met her gaze and gave a small nod iurn.

  Midnight's tourned sharper as she addressed the situation further. "In my name, Kaminari has the authority to act. If anyone has a problem with how he hahis, they take it up with me."

  Her words left no room fument.

  "Sensei," Kaminari said, gesturing toward the stone man, who was now restrained by two police officers with special handcuffs. "He says he has a daughter iy hospital who needs emergency surgery. That's why he resorted to stealing the jewelry. He couldn't afford the operation."

  The stone man flinched, his body going stiff as the officers began to lead him away.

  Hearing this, Midnight turned her full attention to him. "What's your daughter's name?" she asked, her voice calm but firm.

  The maated, his lips pressing into a tight line. His distrust alpable, but Midnight didn't push him. She simply waited, letting the weight of his silence hang in the air.

  Finally, he broke.

  "Youmei," he whispered hoarsely. "Her name is Youmei. She's in Room 605 at the city hospital. Please… please save her."

  "Youmei?" Midnight repeated, her brow furrowing. "What's her st name?"

  The stone man shook his head, his voice trembling. "She doesn't have one. I… I found her in a garbage dump five years ago. I named her Youmei because I wanted her to have a future… a name she could grow into."

  He lowered his head, his voice crag. "I didn't think… someone like me… someoh no home, no future… should give her my wouldn't mean anything."

  The silehat followed was deafening.

  Kaminari, Kyoka, Midnight, the police—everyoood frozen, processing what they had just heard.

  This man, this so-called vilin, had risked everything, not for himself, but for a child he had no blood retion to.

  The weight of his words pressed down on Kaminari like a boulder. A sihought echoed in his mind: Every vilin is a Hero in their own story.

  He didn't regret taking a against the man, but…

  He exhaled deeply, his voice quiet as he spoke. "I'll go che her."

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