Scouter

"Hey, Zero Thug. Are you really proud of a build like that?"

Mollang mollang!

With Lala's battle cry, the full-body suit swelled up.

Jjiiik! Jjijijik!

The clothes I was wearing over the full-body suit, too embarrassing to keep, couldn't withstand it and tore.

"Huh? Huh?"

My vision gradually rose.

Zero Thug, who was nearly two meters tall and whom I had to crane my neck to look up at, was now looking up at me instead.

Zero Thug's dumbfounded expression was incredibly comical.

"If you're going to take pride in your size, you should at least be this big."

After giving that guy one last piece of advice, I grabbed his head with a hand that had grown as massive as my height.

Zero Thug's head, which looked much larger than average at a glance, fit easily into one of my hands.

"Kuk! Let go of this!"

Zero Thug, belatedly coming to his senses, tried to pull his head free by grabbing and prying my fingers.

But no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't escape my grasp.

"You have no bulk, and you're weak too. And yet you try to manage the school however you please?"

Kkwaaak!

"Kkuaaaaaak! Stop! Stooop! It's breaking! It's breaking!"

I tightened my grip, squeezing Zero Thug's head as if to crush it.

But even though I hadn't applied that much force, Zero Thug was whining as if he were dying.

Good grief, he was all bulk and no muscle, just a weakling.

I let out a hollow laugh inwardly and pulled his head right up to my nose.

I intended to completely overwhelm him with a staring contest.

As if he had realized my intention, Zero Thug, who had been glaring with wide eyes as if he wouldn't back down in spirit, even if he was outmatched in strength and size,

"M-monster."

The moment our eyes met, he trembled all over like an aspen tree from fear, as if he had never been defiant.

In his trembling eyes, I saw a giant helmet, a pitch-black face, and eyes glowing crimson like those of a demon.

'What is this? So scary!'

I had told Lala to make my face look scary for the intimidation battle, but I never imagined she'd decorate it this much.

Honestly, it was quite scary, but I tried my best to hide my feelings and asked.

"Y-you ran wild without knowing your place, so choose. Do you want your head to explode and die like this? Or will you quietly take your subordinates and leave the school?"

"I'll leave! I'll leave, so let go of this!"

"Hmm. You're speaking informally in this situation? Since we've met like this, before you leave, I'll personally inject some manners into you. Be grateful."

Kkwaaak!

"Kkuaaaaaak!!! I was wrong! I was wrong! I'll leave! I'll leave right now, please!"

I added more force to my grip.

Perhaps the rapist-style manners injection had worked, as Zero Thug, who had been spewing informal speech like a brat even in this situation, was now begging politely in formal speech, as if he had never done otherwise.

Afterward, I snorted and let him go, and Zero Thug, who had miraculously held onto his sanity, hastily left the school with Brutes 1, 2, and 3, lest my mind change.

"Hyung, are you sure you don't need to kill them? In movies and stuff, guys like that always come back for revenge if you let them go."

Just as I was about to finish the job and let out a sigh of relief, Su-bin approached and started complaining.

'This bastard. He was nowhere to be seen when I was in the middle of doing things, so why is he acting up now?'

As much as I wanted to hit him on the head and tell him to shut up, unfortunately, it wasn't the right situation for that.

Ppaaak!

"S-Seul-bi nuna? Why me, all of a sudden?"

"Did I hit you? Of course, I hit you because you deserved it. Su-bin, can't you see those people?"

"Those people? Ah."

Instead of me, Seul-bi, who had approached at some point, hit Su-bin on the head and pointed around.

Su-bin, looking around in bewilderment, only then realized why I had let the brutes live.

Deoldeoldeol

The school officials, including Teacher Choi, and the people who had rushed to the faculty office after hearing the commotion.

All of them were looking at me with eyes full of fear.

It was obvious they were worried that my overwhelming power might somehow be directed at them.

"They're worried like that even though I didn't kill anyone, so what if I had killed those brutes?"

Nine times out of ten, they would have tried to kick me out of school, citing all sorts of reasons like not being able to be with a murderer.

"If you know that, then quickly undo that."

"Ah, it was so comfortable that I just forgot."

At Seul-bi's urging, I gave an awkward laugh and released my gigantification, or more precisely, the 'Power Suit'.

That's right.

My gigantification was thanks to the Power Suit.

'Lala, how's the energy consumption? Is it still too much to handle?'

The Power Suit.

A technique that maximizes the performance of the full-body suit by compressing and overlaying it.

It had shown tremendous performance when saving Ye-rin and Su-bin, but due to the extreme energy consumption that followed, I had sealed it away until now and completely forgotten about it.

Then today, seeing Zero Thug, I remembered the Power Suit, and decided to test if its side effects were still severe, while also using it to crush him with strength and size.

Mollang mollang!

'What? You can handle it? I knew it!'

The experimental results were very satisfying.

This was because, despite pushing the technique to its limits, the energy consumption was manageable compared to when I first activated the Power Suit.

Well, of course.

Because the current Lala had grown to a level completely different from the Lala back then.

The number of enhancements and skills she possessed had increased, and most importantly, she was sharing Physical Enhancement and various auxiliary skills from Su-bin.

In fact, it would have been stranger if she couldn't handle it.

For reference, my current height, with the Power Suit pushed to its limits, was nearly 3 meters, and since it was a height that couldn't possibly stand upright inside a building, I was currently half-bending my back and knees, unable to stand straight.

It was an uncomfortable posture for anyone to see, but I, on the contrary, felt a comfort as if I were leaning back on a sofa, rather than feeling uncomfortable.

This was because I was actually half-sitting in the middle of the Power Suit.

Naturally, because of this, the Power Suit's control method also changed from a direct method of moving the body itself to an indirect method via handles.

Thanks to Lala's help, moving wasn't a big problem, but the movements were inevitably slower than when moving in a direct manner.

Still, it was an unavoidable choice.

Because of the Power Suit's fundamental principle, the more it expanded to its limits, the larger its bulk inevitably became, and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠this caused differences in joint positions, making direct control no longer possible.

Considering that point, the name 'Power Suit' was not the correct name.

Because it had gone beyond the category of clothing and reached the level of a robot, or more precisely, a bio-robot.

Still, it was too troublesome to change the name now, so I decided to continue calling it the Power Suit.

"You've worked hard."

After I deactivated the Power Suit and emerged, Seul-bi took an ion drink from her bag and handed it to me.

The inside of the Power Suit had been comfortable, so I wasn't particularly thirsty, and thus, though grateful, I intended to decline her offer.

But then, Seul-bi glanced at the other people and subtly gave me a hint.

Was she telling me to pretend to be a little weak, since showing only a strong image would cause trouble?

It seemed that was the case, so I wiped away sweat as if exhausted and accepted the ion drink.

A satisfied smile spread across Seul-bi's face.

'Thankfully, Honey, you're more perceptive than my ex-husband. If you hadn't been perceptive either, I might have truly died of frustration this time.'

'I know you want to praise me, but please limit comparisons to your ex-husband to matters in bed.'

I didn't want to hear other comparisons, as they made me see the shadow of ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠another man.

'...Understood, I'll be careful. By the way, was there really a need to use the Power Suit?'

Seul-bi, who flinched as if her weakness had been exposed, tried her best to erase that expression and asked.

I also didn't show any particular reaction.

No, to be precise, it wasn't that I didn't show it, but that I couldn't.

'...Ah!'

This was because I belatedly realized I had done something unnecessary.

When Su-bin asked if he couldn't just drive the Lalacar to school, I had boasted so much, and yet I myself made such a mistake.

I was so embarrassed I felt like hiding in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a mouse hole.

However, there was something more urgent than that.

It was how to hide the special nature of the Power Suit, or more precisely, the full-body suit.

'What should I do? If I stay like this, Lala might be discovered.'

'Haa~. As expected, it was something you did without much thought. Then just stay still. I'll take care of the aftermath.'

Seul-bi, letting out a light sigh, comforted me like that, then called Teacher Choi, who was still trying to calm the people trembling in fear while looking at me.

Teacher Choi also didn't seem to have completely shed his fear, but perhaps thinking he shouldn't be seen in a bad light by me, he approached us, trying his best not to show it.

"Did you call?"

"Yes, the work is done, and people's gazes aren't good, so we'll be leaving now. And we'll take all the supplies we collected today. My Husband overused his Psychic ability to chase away the brutes, you see. It's a 'Psychic' ability with high energy consumption, so he needs to eat a lot."

"...Psychic. Was Minsu-ssi's transformation due to a Psychic ability? Not the full-body suit he's wearing? Didn't you say Minsu-ssi's Special Ability was Physical Enhancement in the first place?"

"I didn't want to carelessly reveal his Special Ability. I apologize for that. But I hope you won't press the matter any further. Especially not in a situation like now, where we're being feared rather than thanked for our efforts."

Seul-bi swept her gaze over the people filled with fear, giving a hint not to bother them any further.

It was a situation where one would have no choice but to back down, unless they were exceptionally thick-skinned.

However, perhaps due to his sense of responsibility as a leader who had to protect his people, Teacher Choi did not back down easily.

"...I also apologize for that point. Still, please answer just one more thing. If Minsu-ssi's transformation originated from his Psychic ability, then what exactly is the identity of the full-body suit that changed to match that transformation? Could it be a special item that can be created through Psychic abilities..."

"Yes, what you're thinking is correct. It's an item created with my Psychic ability, 'Full-body Suit Creation'."

"I see. Are there any other functions besides the ability to change to match the user?"

"Not right now. As Teacher Choi saw, my Husband's transformation was so dramatic that we had to focus its performance on the change itself."

"That means other functions might be added later, then."

"Well, we'll have to see when the time comes."

An ambiguous answer.

Nevertheless, Teacher Choi did not give up, sometimes directly, sometimes indirectly, sometimes subserviently, sometimes pleadingly, he begged for a precise answer.

If I had been the one he was talking to, I would have probably given him the truth, unable to resist his efforts.

However, our Seul-bi, a cold and calm woman, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠ignored Teacher Choi's efforts without even batting an eye.

Such a Seul-bi couldn't have looked more reliable in my eyes.