Kapitel 198: Chapter 197: This Book Is Not Cool, Really!

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

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

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

"That much...?"

Kaminari was about to follow up with another question, but Momo interrupted him, continuing 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 anything extraordinary to him.

He recalled that in the Marvel Universe, there were metals like Adamantium, nearly indestructible, and Vibranium, capable of absorbing kinetic energy. 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 comics at best. He wasn't someone who deeply explored the lore of Marvel or anything like that.

"It's because several major countries have been secretly acquiring SIS memory alloy in large quantities for decades now."

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

"Major countries?"

Hearing this, Kaminari immediately thought of three countries—Russia, the United States, and China. Those seemed like the most obvious guesses, so he spoke up.

"Yeah, those three." Momo nodded. "But as for why they've been collecting so much SIS memory alloy, my father will explain it to you in detail later."

"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-conscious. "Yes. Father said he wanted to meet you."

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

Although she had already interacted 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, on the other hand, wasn't overthinking it in that direction at all. His mind was focused entirely on the prospect of meeting Momo's father.

In just a few months, would he really have met not one but two heads of top-ranking wealthy families?

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About forty minutes later, Kaminari arrived at the Yaoyorozu estate again, seated in a luxurious car. By now, he was quite familiar with the place.

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 to bring 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 exploring much beyond that.

Now, as he walked through the inner grounds, he couldn't help but admire the scenery. It was undeniably beautiful, with vibrant greenery, rare flowers, fountains, and elaborate 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 next-level. That said, the Yaoyorozu family clearly leans more Western in their tastes, huh?"

After walking for what felt like six or seven minutes, Momo finally brought him to a smaller courtyard nestled within the estate. 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 composure.

"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 conversation in a situation like this?

"Haha, hello there!"

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

"Come, have a seat. Let's chat."

"Thank you, sir."

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

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

"This tea...?"

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

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

"This is Gold-Tips Imperial," Momo said, picking up her teacup and inhaling the aroma with a satisfied look. "It's considered one of the finest black teas in the world. Among tea enthusiasts, it's even called 'Phantom Black Tea.'"

Then, glancing 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 Black Tea,' on the other 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 wanted to 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 planning 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 continuing. "You want to become 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 glanced at 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 consulted 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 back to Kaminari. "And that's where you come in. From what we've learned, the battlesuit you designed yourself was good enough to earn recognition from Dr. Tenma."

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Kapitel 199: Chapter 198: Empirical Design

"Uh... in terms of design concepts, I'd say I'm fairly confident. But let's take a look at the specifics first," Kaminari said casually, leaning back in his chair.

He wasn't one to downplay himself unnecessarily, but he also didn't think anyone was inherently better than him just because they were experienced or well-known.

"Alright, let's begin then," Yaoyorozu Manshi said with a satisfied smile. He stood and motioned toward the living room behind them, where everything had already been prepared.

"Wait a second, Mr. Yaoyorozu," Kaminari called, pointing to the untouched tea on the coffee table. "This tea—it's really valuable, right? Wouldn't it be a waste to leave it?"

He vividly recalled Momo's earlier explanation about how this was the finest black tea in the world, the so-called "Phantom Black Tea." Surely something this exclusive had to come with a hefty price tag.

"No matter how precious it is, it's still just tea," Yaoyorozu Manshi replied dismissively. "What matters more to me is creating a combat suit that will keep my daughter safe."

He paused and glanced at Momo with an unmistakable look of fatherly concern. "She's the first in our family to pursue the path of a professional hero. Nothing is more important than her safety."

Kaminari exchanged a glance with Momo, noticing the warm, grateful expression in her eyes. Internally, he couldn't help but marvel. What on earth did she do in her past life to be born into such a perfect situation in this one?

It was almost unfair. Momo wasn't just a top-tier student with incredible abilities. She had everything—a brilliant mind, a supportive family, unimaginable wealth, and to top it off, a kind and down-to-earth personality.

"She's basically flawless..." Kaminari muttered under his breath as he followed the father-daughter duo into a room that was relatively modest compared to the rest of the estate.

Well, "modest" by the standards of the Yaoyorozu family. For anyone else, it was extravagant. The room was lined with polished wood, accented by expensive oil paintings Kaminari didn't recognize but assumed were worth an absurd amount of money.

"The head of the family."

A young man in a crisp suit greeted Yaoyorozu Manshi as they entered. His demeanor was formal and professional, but he didn't smile.

"Hmm."

Manshi nodded in acknowledgment and took the main seat at the head of the conference table. Kaminari and Momo sat down across from him, waiting for what came next.

"Let's begin," Manshi instructed.

The suited man nodded respectfully, then tapped a hidden console. The lights in the room dimmed, and the surface of the long conference table lit up with a soft golden glow. Moments later, a massive holographic projection materialized above it.

"We've received a total of 734 submitted design ideas for the combat suit. Among them, we identified 15 as the most viable."

As the man spoke, the hologram shifted to display the selected designs. They were neatly organized in rows, each accompanied by detailed specifications.

"Wow, there are so many..." Kaminari leaned forward, scanning the projected designs. The range of concepts was impressive, everything from gloves to boots to accessories.

One idea, in particular, caught his attention. It involved creating a full set of jewelry using SIS memory alloy. Each piece of jewelry had a unique function: one ring emitted cold air, another generated flames, while a pair of earrings provided communication and surveillance capabilities.

The highlight was a sleek, silver-white necklace designed to store and release energy, generating a protective shield in case of an attack.

"Is that all of them?" Kaminari asked, swiping through the holograms and noticing a distinct lack of something. "I don't see any designs involving transformation. Isn't the main feature of SIS its ability to change form?"

"The jewelry concept was designed by the well-known Dutch designer, Holland," the man in the suit explained. "He believes the quantity of SIS available is too limited, so instead of focusing on its transformative properties, he opted for designs that maximize its potential in a single form."

"Limited quantity?" Kaminari frowned. "Exactly how much SIS do you have? Don't tell me it's only enough to make a few pieces of jewelry."

"It's not that bad," the man replied calmly. "Based on calculations, there's enough SIS to create either a single top or a pair of pants, but not both."

"The reason most designers avoided using more SIS is because they felt their concepts were strong enough without relying on its transformative features."

"Hmm..." Kaminari leaned back in thought, his mind drifting to his own battle suit. He wasn't entirely sure how much SIS it had used in its construction, but considering it could transform into the equivalent of golden armor, it had to be quite a lot.

Despite its weight, the suit never felt heavy when worn, thanks to its integrated AI, which distributed the load evenly.

"So, do you have any ideas?" Yaoyorozu Manshi asked, breaking the silence. Momo turned to Kaminari with a look of quiet anticipation.

"Well," Kaminari began, rubbing his chin, "I don't really have a good sense of how much SIS we're talking about. Could you show me something more visual? Like, how much material are we actually dealing with?"

"Of course."

The man in the suit nodded, though there was a slight flicker of skepticism in his expression. Still, he remained professional and respectful.

A moment later, a holographic model of a sphere appeared above the table. It was roughly the size of a yoga ball.

"Huh..." Kaminari examined the projection thoughtfully. "I do have an idea, but it's not for a traditional combat suit. Actually, I don't think a wearable design would be ideal for Momo."

"Wait—'Momo'?" Manshi raised an eyebrow.

"Kaminari stammered, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. "We just call her Momo sometimes, haha..."

Manshi gave Kaminari a blank stare, then turned to his daughter, who looked equally embarrassed.

"Alright, let's hear your idea," Manshi said, sighing.

"Okay, but first, let me ask—does the Yaoyorozu family have access to AI?" Kaminari asked.

"Of course," the man in the suit replied. "In fact, the holographic system you're using right now is controlled by an artificial intelligence."

"Well, that makes things easier." Kaminari exhaled in relief. It was hard to imagine a family like the Yaoyorozus not having cutting-edge AI.

"Alright, I'm going to need the AI to assist me. But first, clear these designs from the display." He gestured to the 15 holograms hovering in front of them.

"Oh, and one more thing, none of the designers who worked on these concepts actually handled SIS memory alloy in person, right?" Kaminari asked.

The suited man hesitated for a moment before nodding. "That's correct."

"Well, there's the issue," Kaminari said matter-of-factly. "They've never experienced SIS firsthand, so all their designs are based on ordinary materials."

He emphasized the word ordinary, his tone carrying a hint of exasperation.

"That's why they couldn't think outside the box. Designers like Holland dismissed SIS's transformative potential as a waste of time because they were stuck in conventional thinking."

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