Chapter 109: Emerging from Seclusion! (Subscriptions Requested!)

Hisamoto Kuyan immediately switched off the television, and the entire room fell into a profound silence.

Saeko, eyes wide, stared intently at the door behind her, waiting for what felt like an eternity—long enough to make her question her own senses.

Then, a slightly hoarse, teasing voice echoed from beyond the door.

“Still alive, senpai?”

Instantly, her face lit up with a smile so joyful it was on the verge of tears.

She opened her mouth for a long time but only managed to whimper, unable to form words. After a long pause, she let out a firm, “Mm.”

Behind the door, Hakudō Kagami had already sensed the presence at the entrance as he approached moments before.

This seemed to be a kind of phased-array radar organ, akin to Godzilla’s unique ability.

However, the transformation Godzilla’s blood had wrought upon his body was still in its infancy. He could distinctly feel many terrifying energy organs beneath his skin, like bamboo shoots buried underground—still waiting to grow.

His current form was, at best, a sapling.

“Don’t just stand there!” Hakudō Kagami said with a smile. “Bring over the Geiger counter, will you?”

“I don’t want the radiation I carry back to kill you and the master when I come out alive.”

After a flurry of confused movements, footsteps faded away.

Hakudō Kagami’s gaze softened as he chuckled quietly.

A senpai like Saeko—meticulous, dignified, and elegant—would only show such panic when it truly concerned her.

Then came the voice of Hisamoto Kuyan.

“Don’t wait any longer. She’s adjusting her emotions and doesn’t want you to see her so lost and distraught. Here, I brought it for you.”

The old man sighed with relief—not only was his favored disciple safe, but being caught between a young couple was torturous for an old fellow like him.

Since the underground shelter of the Katayama family was shielded against radiation, it naturally had a contactless transfer window.

Hakudō Kagami took the Geiger counter through the transfer window and turned it on.

“Beep—!”

A shrill alarm screamed.

The now towering youth, whose physique had become hulking, expressionless, switched off the device.

He sighed.

As expected... Godzilla was a thermonuclear lifeform, and having consumed Godzilla’s blood, though his energy organs were not fully developed, he now carried radiation within him.

Hisamoto Kuyan outside the door also heard the alarm.

“...Looks like you’ve really done something extraordinary. To survive such radiation levels unscathed is remarkable.”

“I’ll get you a hazmat suit. Wear it before you come out.”

...

Inside the Katayama family’s shelter—originally constructed to guard against external radiation—three people now sat clad in hazmat suits.

Hisamoto tugged at the collar of his suit, grumbling, “You’d be better off staying down there. Coming up here just causes trouble.”

“And that change in physique... it’s incredible!”

Even the thick suits couldn’t conceal the old man’s astonished gaze.

The youth had shot up to nearly two meters tall, his muscles solid and imposing.

Sitting before an opulent Baroque-style desk, Hakudō Kagami made the grand table seem almost cramped.

Saeko, however, paid no mind to the boy’s transformation and gently stopped the old man from pulling at his collar.

“Uncle Hisamoto, this is just to be safe!”

“Alright, alright,” the old man gave up with a helpless smile.

Hakudō Kagami was equally resigned. Although the “Dragon Blood Secret Method” would induce adaptive changes after the “Dragon Blood Bath” stage...

In “Rebirth in the Era of Surging Waves,”

the radiation issue would eventually fall under the martial arts philosophy of “harmonizing with light and dust,” allowing for effortless control.

But until the cultivation adjusted—at least ten to fifteen days had to pass.

For now, this was the best they could do.

Throughout, neither of the two asked what Hakudō Kagami had done with the Godzilla blood and flesh contained in the metal canister.

Nor did they inquire about his current condition.

Because among the three, there was an unshakable foundation of unconditional trust.

At this moment, Hakudō Kagami was catching up on the events of the past ten days.

“This plan to battle Godzilla... requires close contact, doesn’t it? Such boldness, Ran Tō.”

“Why, are you interested?”

Hisamoto’s tone was amused. Whether his disciple was interested or not, the master certainly was.

“Can I get involved in such an operation?”

Hakudō tapped the face shield of his hazmat suit, noncommittal.

If there was a chance to engage closely in the fight against Godzilla, there was no reason to miss it.

The plan’s feasibility was high.

Godzilla, having been found vulnerable at the molecular level and lacking intelligence, would likely be frozen.

If so, the battlefield would hold great significance for him.

After all, his body was still developing along Godzilla’s lines, and the coolant designed for an adult Godzilla would certainly pose a threat to him as well.

Whether or not he would face such a scenario in the future, understanding it better was beneficial.

And if the plan failed...

Hakudō was no foolhardy braggart.

He was confident that as long as he did not take a direct hit from Godzilla’s energy or physical attacks,

even if tens of thousands of tons of buildings collapsed around him in an instant, his current strength and reflexes would keep him safe!

Flying debris posed no threat to his skin!

Tens of thousands of tons moving at his speed and agility were effectively nonexistent!

He could even dash through collapsing towers without difficulty.

In that light... even if only to satisfy his desire to see firsthand the monster that singlehandedly opposed human civilization, there was no reason not to join!

Hakudō Kagami was always one to act decisively.

He immediately dialed his chairman—the current head of Japan’s largest capital consortium and the Kengan Association, Hideki Nogi.

“You’re the eighth person hoping to secure a spot in the Kengan Association’s energy-based battle roster, Hakudō,” came the chairman’s opening remark upon connection.

“I can probably guess who the previous seven were.”

Aside from fighters obsessed solely with the word “strength,” who else would be interested in a war everyone else wanted to avoid?

Even a steady fighter like Takeshi Wakatsuki would involuntarily flare up when speaking about the towering colossus in the city center.

Not to mention the other battle fiends within the Kengan Association.

“So it’s feasible, then?”

Hakudō’s tone relaxed.

“Given the unique nature of this operation, most participants are engineers, mechanics, and operators. The guards mostly carry only pistols.”

Hideki Nogi evaded a direct answer with a sly tone, but the lightly regarded guards were clearly placeholders for actual fighters.

“In that case, I’m counting on you!”