Genos

Saitama had been irritated lately.

Not just a little irritated.

He was extremely irritated.

Even Sasuke had quietly started watching TV beside him, not daring to disturb Saitama.

"Ding-dong! Ding-dong!" The doorbell rang at that moment.

"That bastard!!" Saitama roared and strode over to throw open the door.

"You again."

Lately, this guy had been haunting him like a ghost.

"It's Genos." Genos expressionlessly corrected Saitama's way of addressing him.

"Teacher Saitama."

Saitama said with displeasure, "Could you not call me Teacher?"

"Master."

"Master's fine too!!"

Though Saitama looked displeased, he still let Genos into the room.

Genos looked toward Sasuke, who was sitting off to one side.

Sasuke nodded at Genos.

"Senior Brother!!"

"Pfft!!" Sasuke sprayed out all the tea in his mouth.

"Don't go recognizing people at random, bastard!! He isn't my master!!"

Genos promptly bowed at the waist with utmost sincerity. "My sincerest apologies for mistaking your identity. I am Genos, Teacher Saitama's eldest disciple."

"Hey!! Don't go assigning me disciples at random!!"

Saitama looked utterly distraught.

Ever since the incident with that giant mosquito, this robot had latched onto him.

It insisted on becoming his disciple.

But when did he ever have the time to be someone's teacher?

"Finish your tea and go straight home!!"

Saitama issued Genos an ultimatum.

Genos obediently sat down across from Saitama.

Looking at the serious-faced Genos before him, Saitama decided it was time to make things clear.

"I don't take disciples."

Saitama looked Genos over from head to toe. There was no sign of the wounds he had suffered during his battle with Mosquito Girl.

"Are all your wounds gone?"

Those injuries had not affected him much, but it should have taken a long time to heal completely.

Genos sat up straight. "Yes. My body is entirely mechanical. I only