Asuna Yuuki stared blankly at the changes happening to her body.
She was completely stunned.
Izumi had actually reverted her appearance to that of a seventeen-year-old girl?
And not only that—
He had somehow preserved the mature features she wanted to keep.
The current Asuna looked both youthful and refined at the same time.
Elegant, yet still carrying a faint trace of innocence.
It was as though every single one of her ideal traits had been perfectly combined into one form.
In other words—
This was exactly the appearance Asuna had always dreamed of having.
And now, Izumi had effortlessly made it reality.
At that moment, Asuna was genuinely shocked.
She stared at him blankly.
"…What exactly are you trying to do?"
"I don't have enough points to pay you for this."
She subconsciously assumed Izumi would charge her.
Which immediately made her panic.
Hearing that, Izumi smiled faintly.
"Relax."
"I already told you."
"I'm taking responsibility for you."
"So why would I ask you for points?"
"Here, take this."
"Use it however you want."
As he spoke, Izumi placed a card into Asuna's hand.
With this card, she could purchase anything she wanted inside the Dimensional City.
Without spending a single point herself.
After all—
Why would family members need to pay for their own things?
And Izumi's intentions were perfectly obvious.
Asuna had officially been spoiled rotten by him.
Looking at the card in her hand, Asuna's expression turned complicated.
Then she immediately tried to return it.
"I don't want it."
"I'm not that kind of woman."
There was no way she would accept being "kept."
Absolutely not.
Izumi chuckled.
Then with a casual wave of his hand, the card instantly fused with her.
"Refusal denied."
"So just accept it obediently."
He gave her absolutely no chance to reject it.
Watching the card bind itself to her, Asuna could only smile bitterly.
She really did feel like she'd been completely claimed now.
…This was strangely complicated.
After that, Izumi simply continued strolling through the city with her.
These days, countless merchants from different worlds had begun setting up shops throughout the Dimensional City.
Whenever Asuna showed interest in something, Izumi immediately bought it for her without hesitation.
Walking through the bustling streets, Asuna smiled softly as she looked around.
"The city's become so lively now."
"I still remember when I first came here."
"It was nowhere near this crowded."
She had personally watched the city develop from the beginning.
At first, barely anyone wandered the streets.
The place had felt almost empty.
But now, more and more people arrived every day.
Hearing that, Izumi nodded with a smile.
"Well, the number of connected worlds keeps increasing."
"And the people who can reach this place are usually incredibly fortunate."
"So it's only natural for the city to become lively."
"Honestly, a lot of people treat this place as a sanctuary now."
"Especially those whose entire worlds are hostile toward them."
There were quite a few people like that in the Dimensional City.
For those constantly struggling to survive in endless conflict—
This city felt like paradise.
No fighting.
No schemes.
No endless bloodshed.
Because of that, many people loved coming here to relax.
Which was also why the city had grown so prosperous.
There were even countless refugees from ruined worlds who had chosen to stay here permanently, working jobs while slowly becoming stronger.
As the two continued walking, they eventually arrived at the combat district.
The area was incredibly lively.
But the moment Izumi and Asuna saw what was happening inside the arena, both of them froze.
A bald man was currently exchanging blows with a golden-haired fighter surrounded by violent energy.
No flashy magic.
No complicated techniques.
Just pure hand-to-hand combat.
Fist against fist.
Power against power.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
They fought from the ground into the sky—
Then from the sky back down to the arena floor.
...
Meanwhile, the crowd around them roared excitedly.
The moment Izumi saw the two fighters, surprise flashed across his face.
Saitama.
And Son Goku.
At that very moment, the two were battling fiercely.
Seeing them together, Izumi raised an eyebrow.
He quickly checked the records of when they had entered this world.
…One hour ago?
And apparently, both of them had immediately sold off everything they possessed upon arriving.
After meeting in the central plaza, they had instantly recognized each other as strong opponents.
Then, after being directed here by spectators—
The current battle had begun.
Understanding the situation, even Izumi found it amusing.
What ridiculous luck.
These two had encountered each other almost immediately.
At this point, Saitama was clearly serious.
Every punch he threw carried enough force to casually destroy an entire city.
...
Meanwhile, Goku had already transformed into Super Saiyan 2.
Yet despite that—
He was still being gradually overwhelmed by Saitama.
And with Goku serving as his opponent, Saitama himself was rapidly growing stronger.
His aura continued climbing higher and higher.
Under Izumi's observation, Saitama's combat power was still increasing nonstop.
If Goku couldn't transform further…
He would probably lose.
BOOM!!
After another massive exchange, the two fighters finally separated.
Then, almost simultaneously, both of them stopped moving.
Goku stared at Saitama with blazing excitement.
"Saitama-san!"
"You're amazing!!"
Saitama replied with rare seriousness.
"You too."
"This world is incredible."
"I finally found someone I can fight seriously."
Hearing that, Goku burst into laughter.
"Alright!"
"Then let's go all out today!"
"Saitama-san, if that's all you've got…"
"You might lose next time!"
The instant Goku finished speaking—
He roared.
A violent surge of energy exploded from his body.
Golden light erupted endlessly around him.
His hair began growing longer.
"HAAAAAAAA!!"
BOOM!!
The pressure from Goku's aura shook the entire arena.
Even the audience in the stands was startled.
The overflowing energy burst straight through the barrier surrounding the battlefield and blasted toward the spectators.
Seeing that, Izumi casually raised an eyebrow.
Then he snapped his fingers.
Snap.
Instantly, a far stronger barrier appeared around the arena.
The violent shockwave immediately softened into nothing more than a gentle breeze brushing across the crowd's faces.
Many people stared in shock.
At the same time, countless gazes turned toward Izumi.
That effortless display immediately caught the attention of both Saitama and Goku.
Now transformed into Super Saiyan 3, Goku glanced toward Izumi—
And his pupils instantly contracted.
The terrifying aura radiating from Izumi made his instincts scream.
Saitama felt the same.
Because merely standing there—
Izumi emitted an overwhelming sense of pressure.
Not just them, either.
Many people who had never met Izumi before were equally stunned.
Because Izumi's existence itself felt terrifying.
Simply standing there made him feel overwhelmingly oppressive.
Noticing everyone's reactions, Izumi merely smiled.
Then he nodded toward Saitama and Goku—
Signaling for the two to continue their battle.