Mob stepped forward into the epicenter of the heat. He didn't use his power to crush Suzuki; he used it to carry the burden. Like a sponge, Mob began to absorb the chaotic, burning energy that was tearing Suzuki apart.
"You did good, kid," Reigen said, his voice steady. "Let's go get some ramen. I'm paying." Mob Psycho 100 Episode 12
Mob looked up, a small, genuine smile breaking through the fatigue. "Actually, Master... can we get the expensive kind today?" Mob stepped forward into the epicenter of the heat
The explosion that followed wasn't one of fire, but of flowers. Thousands of broccoli seeds, hyper-charged by the massive energy discharge, rained down upon the ruins of Seasoning City. In the center of the crater, Mob stood exhausted, his hair messy, looking like any other middle schooler who had just finished a long day of chores. "You did good, kid," Reigen said, his voice steady
As Suzuki’s energy began to backfire, his body swelling into a grotesque bomb of psychic pressure, he realized he had lost control. He was going to erase himself and the city. The great "Boss" was suddenly a terrified child, drowning in his own ambition.
The "100%" meter in Mob’s mind didn't click over to Rage or Murderous Intent . It shifted into something the world had rarely seen: