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11

Are You Serious?

Summary: A bald man bored of life. A cyborg relentless pursuit of strength and wisdom from his Sensei. A esper that does not handle rejection well. All in a universe full of monsters and heroes. What else could go wrong? Seriously?

Thursday.

10:15am.

Patience is a virtue it teaches mental fortitude but for the Blizzard Group this wasn't the case. One hour of loitering around the sidewalk near City C hospital was making them restive.

Mountain Ape amped doing vigorous punching combos in the air again. The burly hero looked like a champion boxer in the warm up room. While Eyelashes followed his fellow heroes lead. Eyelash curlers in both hands he swiped the air wild pretending to fight an invisible monster.

Lily stared and rolled her eyes at the both masculine boasting men. More relaxed than the duo she held her three sectional staff and twirled it in the air. Sitting down against a wall beside Piko. She did 30 full rotations clockwise and counterclockwise each time. Next to her Piko was more chill. He held his smartphone jamming on a video game.

Lily sighed, stopping her counterclockwise twirling at number 28 and searched the sky. Her cerulean orbs scan for any semblance of Saitama. Blue sky, birds, birds, clouds, clouds a shadow? Standing up she rushed up towards the descending figure.

Looking up and down the figure landed with a flash. This wasn't Saitama. Judging by the landing she knew it was a man with quickness comparable to Baldy. Looking left and right the mysterious man disappeared. Getting her hopes up she returned back to the wall beside Piko. Against the wall she started a new counterclockwise twirl.

Swish!

Swish!

Stopped confused it felt like something halted her whirling. Glancing up a young man with black hair and vengeful eyes spoke.

"Have you seen this man... his name is–"

"Saitama!" Piko said.

"You seen him... he is my rival."

Lily and Piko gave each other a brief glance before answering again. They both noted the retribution intent reeking off him. Similar to them an hour ago. But his one was more deadly: the line scowl on his mouth and ill will anger eyes. The multiple poke hole crumbled paper of Saitama's bald head. This man wanted more than revenge will was seeking murder.

"I'm sorry we know his name... he's a hero but we haven't seen him," Lily replied.

Without words Speed O' Sound Sonic nodded at the duo. He gritted his teeth and crumbled the paper image of Saitama into a ball. Positioning his right hand like a traditional shinobi he flashed and vanished. Only leaving the paper ball at Lily and Piko's shoes.

"Hey who was that?" Eyelashes said running towards them with Ape behind him.

Lily reopened the paper ball. "Some hit man wanting to kill Saitama."

Ape and Eyelashes raised their eyebrows and tilted their heads confused. Stepping up Eyelashes snatched the paper from Lily's hands and analyzed it. A few seconds later he gave it back to her.

"Hitman eh? Who knew Baldy has enemies?" Eyelashes said.

"Who cares? Isn't our problem?" Ape said and crossed his arms annoyed. "Where is he anyway?"

"Shouldn't be that long to apologize to Miss Blizzard?" Piko added peeking up from his video game.

"Maybe he lied just to get away from us–"

Lily rolled her eyes at Ape and Piko and pointed at them. "Just wait... Saitama always keeps his promises."

"Yeah... sure," Ape replied he nodded at Eyelashes as they both walked away.

Restless again the two bandage heroes practiced attacking again. This time they engage in a friendly spar of punches, kicks, grabs and throws. Lily ignored the two again and researched the sky. While Piko returned to his video game.

Something caught her eye when she noticed a bunch of clouds dispersing. The figure zoomed quickly coming into view. She noticed the shiny bald head with a yellow jumpsuit a dead give away and smiled.

Not too rough and not too soft Saitama landed perfect his red boots made a footprint into the asphalt. Little dust forming he ambled out towards the Blizzard Group. Recognizing the attention he brought to himself he stopped as the group was rushing him.

"Finally! Caped Baldy you're back!" shouted Eyelashes.

He and the rest of the gang huddled around Saitama like a football team during a timeout. Everyone's faces broad in anticipation, wide eyed and mouth slightly open. Expecting answers Ape asked first.

"Well, what happened?"

Like a piranha frenzy the group barraged him with a series of questions.

"Are we a group again?"

Did you actually talk to Miss Blizzard?"

"What took so long Baldy?"

Irritated he motioned one red gloved hand up hushing the posse. Cool and relaxed he let out a breath and eyed each one of them. Seriousness and not full of cutting around the bush he addressed everyone.

"It's all good... go home."

"What? Go home?" Ape repeated.

He nodded.

"Wait... you mean?" Eyelashes gleamed with hope.

If he wasn't clear enough he reworded it into more layman terms.

"Fubuki is there waiting for all of you. Go home."

Satisfied with how everything turned out these past few hours he smiled. Fulfilled he walked past the silent Blizzard Group but glanced and smiled at Lily. The young girl smiled in return and watched him positioned for a jump.

Away from the group he leapt in the air again towards King's apartment.

10:15am.

Genos rocketed through the sky his legs and shoulders reverberated combustion heat. Weaving through multiple buildings he stopped at Saitama's apartment. It has been almost 3 hours since leaving Dr. Kuseno's secret laboratory and searching for monsters to test his upgraded body.

No luck, every city he passed was empty and peaceful. Not like yesterday's madness of monster alerts everyone. An empty catch.

He gritted his teeth and smirked as he was itching for a fight. Landing on the concrete pavement he walked up the stairs. On the correct floor and in front of Saitama's apartment door he tilted his head puzzled. He noticed the door leaning against the frame of the entrance and hinges broken.

Immediately assassin instincts kicked in. Swift and ninja like he gently grabbed the door and balanced it against the railing. The door settled and the entrance opened and he sneaked inside. He crept, slowed and controlled, not wanting to make any sudden movements. His eyes and sensors scanned everywhere as he entered Saitama's apartment.

The couch looked the same as well as the kitchen normal. Too normal for his liking, he tiptoe into the hallway and checked his room first. Pushing the door opened slightly; he edge inside. Natural, just his plain old room, twin bed and 5 stacks of checkered journals on top of his desk. Sane, he cooled down a bit and repeated the process with Saitama's room.

Unchanging like his room, Saitama's was ordinary: bed with clothes on top, backpack and desk. He sighed at himself after yesterday's defeat he realized to never let your guard down. Maybe he was overreacting but he rushed back into the living room and went outside to analyze the broken door.

From the signs of things no one broke in. Nothing is stolen but the door is broken? Curious his cybernetic hand reached into his denim and pulled out his smartphone. One quick swipe up unlocked and right away he tapped into the phone keypad.

Fingers tapping the first 5 digits of Saitama's number the screen changed to an incoming call. His eyes widened at the caller ID the 'Hero Association.' Quickly he swiped right and brought the smartphone to his face answering.

"A emergency... I see... I'll be there shortly."

Hanging up his smartphone and putting it away back into denim pockets. Geno's face curled into smirk as excitement rushed through him. The rockets in his shoulders and legs scorched out charging fire again. The blue within red embers burned to take off again. Clenching his fists and flashing a serious demonic glare within hazel eyes he exploded up into the sky. A violent thunderous noise left him and followed as he jetted to the emergency call.

10:20am.

Fubuki's porcelain face reflected off her ring lighted mirror. A frown adorned her lips noticing the bandage on her forehead. After Saitama's unexpected declaration of asking her on a date. She started to be self conscious of her appearance again. Like a high school crush she felt like a teenager again. Their revealing of each other's feelings though brief made her warm and desired.

Thinking of that Baldy and the advice she gave him made her blush. Geno's was right, she was lying to herself, feelings revealed she was glad he asked her out. Checking herself out in the mirror again she swiped a strand of hair from her forehead. Clasping them from the corners she removed it. Forehead revealed she smiled no scar.

Relieved she stood up from her desk and turned off the ring lighted mirror. One click later she walked in front of her cheval glass mounted beside her closet. The tall body mirror reflected her voluptuous frame. She brushed her hands down through her sides. Gliding down below breasts first she stopped to her wide hips.

The grey sweater Grace gave her concealed the body bandage wrapped around her torso. Hoping the appearance of her shapely body was similar to her forehead she glided up the sweater. A swift slide off the mirror reflected the sports bra she wore covered in bandage. Gentle she reached behind her back until both hands found a grabble fiber.

Few prying later she felt a piece by her back. Within her right hand she brought the bandage across her body. Piece by piece the bandage unraveled exposing skin. A few unrolls later her creamy skin revealed along with the black sports bra. Sighing she stepped closer to her mirror and ran her both hands across her body.

Gliding through her skin she touched the areas where the bandage covered. Below her breasts and towards her belly button. No scar, no scar at ease she whipped around the mirror reflecting her thick bum and upper back. Twisted contra pose she reached and touched her skin again where the bandage was. Flawless her creamy skin no scars she positioned back to normal and reached for the grey sweater again.

A swift glide down she was covered again. She healed fast and strong, the only bandage was on her left forehead. Remembering to wear it for 8 hours she decided to leave it on. With pieces the bandages messed up on the floor she psychically lifted them up and folded them. In the air the folded fabric landed on top of her makeup/office desk beside the ring lighted mirror.

Satisfied she walked out of her room and travelled to Blizzard Headquarters living room.

PING!

Elevator opening she entered and pressed the first floor. From the 26th to the 1st a smooth descend. Leaving the elevator she strolled into the lobby/ living room. Crossing her arms she glanced around mindless. She noted the emptiness and quietness. The turned off television unoccupied sofas, chairs, and tables.

The usually loud conversational and laughter filled room gone. Walking towards an empty chair she would alway sit in memories of her Blizzard Group replay in her mind. A giggle escaped her mouth as she glanced at the entrance. Mountain Ape would always burst in boasting how he cleared all the bounties she assigned to him. It annoyed the others, especially Eyelashes. Those two would always fight looking for ways to 1 up each other.

She turned back to the receptionist desk and remembered Lily. The young girl would always be by her side acting as her secretary and confide. Always happy and smiling looking out for her. She sighed and glanced at the couch Piko would always play video games. The gamer never left the spot unless she told him too.

Touching the chair a frowned expressed her face. She missed them.

A banging noise from outside alerted her. Near the entrance she moved the noise sounded like voices. Going closer the voices sounded familiar and louder. Smiling, she knew who it was and stepped back in time.

The Blizzard Group burst into the entrance. They landed face first well Eyelashes and Mountain Ape did. Face flat on the ground Lily and Piko, on top of them laughing. Seconds later the both grounded men stood up fuming while the two sly heroes sidestepped away. Fubuki giggled at they're wild antics, notifying the group to look in her direction.

"MISS BLIZZARD!" they all cried.

Fubuki smiled. "Y..you guys– she stuttered, mouth opening in shock –"What are you all doing here?"

"We came back," Lily replied grinning.

While Mountain Ape, Eyelashes and Piko nodded at Fubuki grinning as well.

Fubuki wide eyed clutched her chest. "You.. guys... came back after I–"

"This place is our home... you didn't think we actually leave did you?" Mountain Ape asked.

"Wait? I don't understand," Fubuki said, shaking her head. "I disbanded our group but I never said you guys could come back here?"

"We made our choice, we all want to be here," Lily said.

The entire Blizzard Group nodded at Lily and smiled back at Fubuki. Whose face couldn't contain the happiness entering back inside her. Loneliness, gone another grin, enriched her face, beaming at everyone. What started as a group from her pressuring them to follow her developed into a family. Her the mama bear and they the cubs. They're attachment induced peace within her.

Eyelashes spoke up, "Umm.. Miss Blizzard...Caped Baldy claimed he talked to you ... are you–"

Fubuki blushed again at the mention of Saitama. Their first date in a couple hours as realization hit her. Thank you again baldy. Smiling, she responded, "I'm not quitting, we're all going to get stronger."

Lily's jaw dropped. "WAIT DID I HEAR–"

Mountain Ape's too. "WE'RE STILL–"

"We can stay together," Fubuki announced.

The entire Blizzard Group erupted into cheers as they encircled Fubuki and rushed in for a hug. Lily hugged her first wrapped tight immediately followed by Ape and Eyelashes. The two burly men towered over the women followed by Piko who pushed through and stuck on to her denim thigh.

"Okay...you all can let go," Fubuki breathed out red face the lungs within her begging for oxygen.

"Oops... sorry Miss Blizzard," Piko replied, detaching first.

Following his lead Mountain Ape and Eyelashes mimicked and along with Lily. The Blizzard bunch was all smiling sheepishly from their public display of affection. Inhaling and exhaling a quick breath Fubuki sighed at their antics.

"We're gonna have to make some changes," Fubuki said, walking towards the lobby's office desk. "We can't keep doing what we've been doing."

The whole gang was attentive and followed Fubuki. They all watched her sit back onto the leather office chair. Facing her all vigilant each with their eyes focused and mouths in a straight line. They nodded to every word their leader spoke.

"The last incident with the whip monster made me realize we're all too weak. Like I said before we can't keep relying on each other. "

They all nodded at each nod and towards Fubuki. They even gritted their teeth and tense up from the remembrance of Do-S as Fubuki continued.

"We each need to get stronger and handle situations on our own. We need to learn how to survive on our own."

Silent in réponse they watch Fubuki pull out stacks of paper from her desk. It was a bounty form of all the monsters seen and not defeated from all the cities.

"These are not going to be needed." Psychically enhanced she floated the forms and tore it in half. Separated she mentally threw away in a nearby trash can and addressed them again. "With the news of the Monster Association... we're all going to train... to help."

"Yes Miss Blizzard!"

"Will you all train hard and follow my advice?"

"Yes Miss Blizzard!"

Fubuki grinned again. "Good we're getting back on track again."

She walked past her Group and headed towards the elevator again. Pressing the up directional button and followed by the ping of the elevator she glanced back and said, "Welcome back!"

10:30am.

King and Genos were right; Saitama needed to try something new because right after he leapt into the air. The aloof facade he showed the Blizzard Group moments ago gone. Replaced with a passion he never felt before in a long time his emotions. Fubuki, Fubuki, Fubuki that's all he could think of mixed with a flow of happiness and horniness was it lust?

No he was always around other women and Fubuki but this time was different. He helped her because she needed it; he saw the potential of her getting stronger and improving. But when she was bawling along with the unexpected hug everything changed. Well two hugs. Perhaps because he didn't have action in a long time but she affected him.

Leaping in the air again his eyes wide and heart thrummed remembering their hug. Her wet tears staining his jumpsuit. The squeezing of her arms and pressing of their bodies together. Her scent of lavender perfume. Her soft angelic voice. Everything and the warmness that enveloped both of them.

He knew from that moment and second hug of testing the feelings enveloping him this was what he was looking for. The exhilaration of finding a strong opponent to fulfill his desire of apathy. That was bit by bit eating away at him. The desire realized piece by piece each time he spent time with Fubuki. She awoke him from his coma of boredom.

Gentle landing on concrete he indented and imprinted with his red boot soles. The intense adrenaline rush and endorphins of Fubuki's touch, voice and figure never waned. With bent knees and clenched fists at his sides he jumped again. The strong powerful long jump covered the distance to King's apartment.

Smooth landing again he smiled and rushed to King's apartment front door. A few seconds later with three quick knocks to the door it opened. The stupid smiled never left his face as King greeted him with a hearty grinned of his own.

"Saitama come in and tell me everything." King nodded his head motioning him inside.

Baldy entered and the duo immediately headed to the living room. King's widescreen displayed Super Smash Bros. booted up and ready to go. They both seated themselves on the floor crossed leg style and reached for their controllers.

Character select screen appearing King chose Princess Peach again. While Saitama picked Game and Watch. Turning to his 3 scarred eye friend; he spoke.

"You were right," smiling at him.

King smiled in return. "Of course but did you ask her out?"

On the stage select screen and being player one King chose randomly. A few seconds later the stage Unova Pokemon League was chosen.

"Yep I'm meeting her at Teishoku at 1."

With their two fighter's loaded an all out brawl ensued with Peach versus Game and Watch.

"Great but how are you feeling your emotions?" King asked as his Peach knocked Game and Watch with an up smash.

"I feel different." Saitama glanced at King's controller. He shook his head annoyed.

His friend was still using two finger's like yesterday and kicking his ass. He was button mashing repeatedly a neutral attack and rolling away everytime King's Peach whipped out combos.

"Like how?" King grinned. His Peach launched Game and Watch into the air and repeated a up aerial the hit boxes perfect every time.

"I feel happy like a rush." Saitama glanced at him.

"Good." King nodded as his Peach down aerial smashed Game and Watch off the stage winning. "I win."

"WHAT!" Saitama dumped his whole body down. His Game and Watch defeated the screen presenting Princess Peach victorious.

"It's good you're feeling your emotions again... but you should really pay attention."

King stoic looked at the head down baldy. Sweat and veins popped out his forehead. The screen loaded the character select screen again. Relaxed King decided to add 2 cpus this time all level 9. He chose Link and Captain Falcon.

"You wanna try with computers this time?"

No response as Saitama quivered in ignorance. Since yesterday he never won a match against King even with him using two fingers. Irked, he made a new suggestion.

"No let's play a different game?" He eyed King with intense eyes.

"New game?"

"Yeah...do you have a shooter?"

King smiled and whipped out his smartphone. "How about on our phones COD mobile?"

Saitama, serious, pushed his fists together. "Let's do this?"

Afterwards he downloaded the game onto his smartphone. A few minutes later the two friends engaged in team versus team deathmatch. King's Guerrilla Squad and Saitama's Special Forces. An easy win for King the otaku dispatched Saitama's team with no sweat. 40 kills compared to 25. Even being carried by a level 150 player Saitama still lost.

Stumped face flat on the ground again Saitama quivered again as more veins protruded out his head. He looked like an octopus balloon head about to burst. He rose up, eyes all insane and annoyed.

King relaxed and placed his right hand on Saitama's shoulder. "Was it fun... you wanna play again?"

"Video games are very stressful?" Saitama body's twitch his veins bursting in random places on his face.

"Don't worry you'll win one day."

Saitama's grip tightened on his smartphone as he felt King remove his touch. Angered his finger was about to crush his phone in half when King's phone rang.

"Mmm... there's a Hero emergency call nearby?" King glanced at his phone.

Satiama looked at King swiping at his phone. "What? Why didn't I get one?"

"It's an app you can download. You just have to put in your hero name and Class your in." King noted the emergency call wasn't for a monster alert. He noticed Saitama lying on the ground positioned to make a snow angel.

"Okay thanks for the info." Saitama sighed and noticed King towering over him. "What's up!"

"The alert says a Class -S hero is on the job but isn't a monster alert yet? Today might turn out like yesterday?"

Saitama paused images of Goketsu and Bazukan appeared. Along with the damaged bodies of Genos and Fubuki. Wide eyed as awareness hit him he stood up looking at King.

"Tell me where that alert came from."

11:08am.

Within the air a drone hovered past the retreating Garou being carried by a monstrous bird.

"ULTRA SPIRAL INCINERATION CANNON!"

An explosion of destructive force and fiery energy reverberated throughout Centichoro's body. The monster's massive segmented plates cracked with flames from head to legs. In pain he wiggled violently setting ablaze trees and creating black smoke. Within his esophagus he gulps, trying to push Genos out his throat, the source of pain. Feeling the fire subsiding a little he opened his monstrous jaws and coughed out Genos. The centipede's second wrinkled face grinned with delight surviving Geno's final attack.

Weak and spilled out of Centichoro's mouth, Genos crashed down. Incapacitated like yesterday. Hazel's eyes wide as he noticed Centichoro heal the monster's plates snap back into place. His attack useless, he glanced up as bladed death approached him. Face touching the concrete. And eyes closed he accepted death with no fear in him. Centichoro's legs rushed in.

"LET'S GET OUT OF HERE!" Bang flashed through and snatched Genos. He saved his fellow Class -S hero from death.

Bang turned and glanced at the other fallen heroes and Bomb. He shouted," BIG BRO GRAB THE OTHERS AND RUN!"

Bomb nodded and carried the other fallen heroes knocked out from Garou's onslaught.

Running with their lives on the line. Centichoro closed in. Like a heat signature missile the monstrous centipede weaved through catching up.

Genos awoke frowned. What is it that I lack with more monsters like this?

Both martial art brothers almost halted out of the trees. The appearance of buildings came to view as Bomb warned, "At his rate we're going to leave the park!"

Bang fell silent hearing his brother's rant. He glanced back at Centichoro getting closer and closer.

Breathing heavily and old age catching up to Bomb complained again, "There are going to be civilian casualties. I can't carry these guys forever." His jaws dropped yelling at Bang the weight of six heroes cracking his lumbar.

Deep breath released Bang made a compromise. Withdrawing Genos from his shoulder and setting him against the tree he stopped.

Silent Genos and Bomb turned at Bang taking off his shirt.

"Big Bro I will exert my life's remaining strength!" Shirt off and flexed in a martial arts stance.

Across the trees King's heart drummed a rapid session. His chest thumped out the famous King engine hands shaking with the megaphone in his right hand. Near his face he held the megaphone in a rigid posture with his left hand behind his back.

Keeping a tough and calm exterior he yelled, "CENTICHORO I BROUGHT WHO YOU WANT! BLAST!"

King's brave and deep vibrato signaled the nearby heroes and said Monster.

Bang wide eyed stopped. "WHAT!"

Genos faced turned mouth dropped. "THAT VOICE IS THAT KING?"

Bomb pointed at Centichoro. "LOOK!"

Centichoro stopped the centipede sectioned body turned away from Genos, Bang and Bomb. The monster's second elder face glared at King. As his first face, jaws chomped open and closed anticipating for revenge.

"BLAST?" the elder face voiced out.

"YES THE HERO WHO BEAT YOU! AND MAKE YOU RUN AWAY! IF WANT TO FIGHT HIM COME THIS WAY!"

King continued his onslaught of taunts. He didn't know if his trash taking was working because Centichoro did not move. The monstrous centipede glared at him. His legs and antennas twitched in frustration as the elder face searched the area. No Blast only King's irritating voice.

Fake toughness not shattered King's insults repeated. "WHAT"S WRONG COWARD? SCARED? ARE YOU GOING TO POOP YOURSELF? GO CRAWL BACK UNDERGROUND AND SUCK YOUR MOM'S TITS!"

Without warning Centichoro attacked charging with all his hate and frustration at King. The engine within his chest switched to overdrive. As his heart beats roared out like surround sound speakers. Heart volume turned to maximum, he gulped but his brave expression remained. As Centichoro charged closer and closer his serious expression cracked piece by piece.

Feet away now another pulse of fear rushed in. Sweating as Centichoro's ugly face was getting closer. Inches now the pulses uncontrollable as Centichoro's face towered over him. In full fight or flight mode he froze then yelled, " SAITAMA... IT'S GONNA KILL–"

"SERIOUS SERIES: SERIOUS PUNCH!"

Cenitchoro collided into Saitama's fists. A ungodly force pierce through the monstrous centipede. His red gloved punch twirled and tore the monster into a violent vortex of dead insect flesh. A strong force as the segmented plate vortex disintegrated into nothing. The only remnants are a few bits of flesh that flow into the wind like leaves.

Geno's hair flowed with the sudden brush of wind. Shocked, his pupils dilated across the massive lined trail of destruction. Separated were trees and the curve 'U' shaped partial hole of the ground. At the distance stood his Sensei.

"Is that Genos?" Saitama said, noticing Bang and Bomb beside him.

On the ground butt planted. Fear still engulfed King who whelped out gasps of shock at Saitama's power. A brief moment later the duo walked across the destruction trail.

"You were right. He was here, "Saitama said.

"Yeah he looks like he barely survived, King replied, "Good thing we came."

King's fear, gone replaced with curiosity. He noticed Saitama's stressed vibes cooled down a bit. He asked, "Hmm.. you seem relieved what happened?"

"I was stressed from losing to you at video games."

"Well... I just wanted you to have fun."

Genos limped balancing on a broken tree branch he approached the duo. Closer he spoke up.

"Sensei may I ask you a question?"

The duo stopped.

Saitama's blank face replied, "What is it?"

"What is it I lack?" Genos tone serious, eyed Saitama for answers.

"Huh? Maybe its power?"

King sweat dropped his mouth and eye dropped in shock at Saitama's causal response. He looked back at Genos who was already scribbling in his pocket checkered journal. Noooo! Genos you shouldn't use Saitama as a good example!

Genos closed his eyes letting the words of his Sensei sink in. A brief moment of silence later he spoke again.

"...Thank you very much!" He yelled and looked at Saitama's destruction again.

The sun shined bright on the cyborg reminding him again of what he needs to work on to improve. Sensei's fight has shown me the way. The destination which I must travel to.

11:30am.

Slap! Shinbou's and Yoon's right hands clapped together another victory for the Hero Association. Their main branch operator screen just replayed Centichoro getting destroyed by King.

Yoon in a good mood for work today was giddy in his seat. Like a fan seeing their favorite sports player make a dazzling play he fist pumped the air. Celebrating at Centichoro defeat even more than Shinobu and everyone in their office.

Taree and Koma and everyone just sweat dropped at his overacting antics.

While beside Yoon the main branch operator girl cooled. Shinobu was the only one that knew the truth. She knew it wasn't King that defeated Centichoro but Saitama. It was obvious kinda she replayed the recorded video several times. On the eighth replay she saw a hint of a white cape and red glove flashing through behind King. That disappeared in an instant due to their drone camera getting caught in Saitama's punch.

The door of the office slid open entering Mr. Hashimoto who just finished another meeting with Hero Executives. He was not in a mood for bullshit and addressed his team.

"Listen up Sekingar is meeting with several Class-S heroes as we speak."

Everyone turned to Mr. Hashimoto, their main branch operator supervisor. Yoon rolled his eyes and noticed Shinobu listening. He glanced even at Taree and Koma listening too. Sighing, he focused.

"The Monster Association has given us three days to rescue Waganma. I expect all you guys to be alert on your calls and assistance to our heroes."

With no words left to say some important guy left as everyone nodded at him.