Fubuki Arrives

As he was about to succeed, Sonic's eyes lit up with excitement.

He smiled.

A sharp weapon was drawn and slashed at Schwi's neck.

However...

Sonic was already shocked by Schwi's strength when they faced Deep Sea King last time. In order to defeat him, Sonic made thorough preparations.

In this world, apart from Saitama and Schwi, no one can make him take notice.

However...

Just as the blade was centimeters from her neck, Schwi suddenly leaned back, dodging the attack.

Then, his steel-like toes lifted and gently pressed upwards, blocking Sonic's path.

"——"

Right in the middle, at the crotch.

"Ah--"

In an instant, ominous memories flooded back.

Sonic clutched the egg, his face turning ashen, and ran to a dimly lit corner, staggering as he walked.

"Good, I understand your weakness now."

Schwi a serious tone.

How to make Sonic back down?

But seriously, if you have too many experiences like this, you might end up becoming a eunuch.

"You wait, I'll come... to... find you again next time."

Say the harshest words, do the most cowardly things.

Schwi a distance, hitting his wound again, forcing Sonic to quickly and completely disappear from the scene for the sake of his future.

Sonic will stop at nothing to get stronger. He'll definitely come after you again next time.

"Every time you come, your egg will break."

[Emmm...]

"It's okay, I'm thick-skinned. If it goes on for too long, I might develop a psychological trauma and stop contacting me."

Schwi's attitude toward criminals and villains was noticeably worse.

The Hero Association's move to bring a bunch of troubles to its headquarters is simply asking for trouble.

She touched her chin, her gaze sweeping over everyone's faces before finally settling on the top of someone's head.

Garou.

Unlike in the story, he only exchanged a glance with Schwi turning and leaving.

There was no disturbance, and no fight broke out on site.

"Do you think you can't beat me?"

This man pushes the limits and wants to be a weirdo.

Yes, sometimes they can be quite clever.

At least with my current strength, which is above his limit, there is no possibility of dealing with him no matter how hard I try.

Or rather, the little I just showed had already given him a clue as to the outcome of our encounter.

"I don't think it's a big deal if I don't make a move against someone like Garou, right?"

[If we really have to deal with someone favored by the World Will, I might need to provide you with assistance.]

[If you can take action against Saitama, then Garou is nothing to you.]

"Hmm, I'm still very curious about guys who can improve infinitely and eventually turn to the path of villains."

The remaining people at the scene behaved themselves, but only temporarily...

A bunch of murderers have gathered in the Hero Association. Tragically, the association's current fighting strength, excluding itself, would be wiped out by these guys.

"Sitchi, I hope you can think things through next time you consider something like this. Even if a wicked person like this reforms, he's not so easy to control."

Schwi saying that, Hughie ignored everyone else and went straight out the door.

The group of people at the scene watched the killing machine walk out, and only breathed a sigh of relief after her figure disappeared.

"That's terrifying, is that S-Class hero?"

"They're more like bad guys than us."

Schwi moved to the outside.

The Hero Association is currently located on an island, surrounded by something resembling a moat. Roads connect it to all the cities.

Meanwhile, the Garou was walking slowly down a road with his hands in his pockets.

Then, he seemed to sense a presence and turned to look at Schwi.

"S-Class, huh? It seems my current strength is still insufficient to fight against opponents of this caliber. In six months, I will personally storm the Hero Association headquarters, and no one will be able to stop me. Because... I will become the strongest monster."

Chapter 419 The Fubuki Arrives

In Z-City, in front of my house.

Genos stood outside the building, gazing at Saitama's house, lost in thought.

"Su Lin, did the teacher really go to outer space?"

"I guess so."

Yukino twitched her lips; she felt she should also find a way to bring Saitama back.

The system seems to be saying that the other party has caused quite a bit of trouble in Academy City. In short, Saitama's sense of justice has clashed with the darkness of Academy City, and with the Upper Rank One Demon God, who knows what kind of trouble might arise.

"By the way, Su Lin, have you been having a headache about something lately?"

Seeing Yukino squatting in front of the flower bed watering the flowers, Genos couldn't help but ask.

"Why would I have a headache?" Yukino shook her head. "Nothing much has happened lately."

"If you're alright, could I ask you for the secret to becoming stronger? I know that besides the teacher, you are the strongest person I've ever met. Putting aside the ability to transform, I want to know how you became so powerful."

"Oh, so it's training," Yukino said truthfully, "Taking things one step at a time, being down-to-earth."

"..."

Genos no longer believed this answer at all.

Saitama said the same thing back then, but such training could never make someone this powerful.

"I'm really curious about the real secret, the situation with the teacher, which even he himself can't explain. So I want to learn about it from you."

"I didn't lie to you."

Yukino placed her hand on her hair.

Previously, this type of hair was so fragile that a single strand would break off with the slightest force.

Now, every single hair can easily sever steel.

In terms of sturdiness, she even suspected that it was approaching the Schwi's mechanical body.

"Exercise is something that depends on talent. No matter how much a normal person trains, there is a limit. But I'm different, at least my body is different."

Yukino proactively extended her slender, snow-white hand to Genos.

"On the surface, it looks similar to a normal person, and it feels like a human female to the touch. But in reality, its resilience is terrifying. After exertion or injury, this body recovers at a relatively fast speed. And after recovery, it can ensure that its strength is greater than before. Of course, its strength is also higher."

After saying that, she took Genos's arm and pulled it slightly.

"How was it? Did you feel it?"

"Wait, what is this..." Genos was shocked.

His robotic arm had developed a dent.

In other words, Yukino broke through his outer defense simply by relying on her strength.

"You mean, you reached your current level by constantly stimulating your body through practice? Then what I saw before... I mean, you made your hands all bloody, cough cough..."

"What do you think? Self-harm? I don't have that habit." Yukino finally found a chance to explain.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be good to leave Genos with the impression that I have a problem.

"I see, I understand now. The price of strength? To be able to endure all this, no wonder you've reached such a powerful level." Genos pondered for a moment, then looked up and said, "So, are you willing to fight me?"

"I don't want to," Yukino replied immediately.

What's the point of fighting Genos? The weak clones get instantly killed, and the strong ones get instantly killed.

Well, this Budget Warrior really hasn't won many battles. If I had to pick his best achievement, it would be against that... that House of... before I transmigrated here. But all he did was destroy the surface parts.

"I've finished watering the flowers and am going back to my room. You can come find me if you need anything."

"Oh, okay." Genos nodded upon hearing Yukino's words.

Just as Yukino stepped into the house, she suddenly sensed something and looked towards Genos, only to find three strangers standing at Saitama's doorstep.

Two men and one woman.

"Hmm, Fubuki, she really did go after Saitama after all."

A-Class goalkeeper Hellish Fubuki; S-Class goalkeeper: Sweet Mask.

Of these two, strictly speaking, only Sweet Mask is truly disliked. Fubuki's own motives are much purer: to become number one and surpass her sister, she's willing to deceive herself by remaining in the top B-class position. At least she treats her subordinates very well.

Of course, if you catch her eye but refuse to join her faction, then a fight is inevitable.

If you're not strong enough, you'll definitely suffer.

Fubuki has the strength to be among the top A-Class, and if you remove Sweet Mask, she might even be number one in A-Class.

As Schwi observed the three people from the side, one of the men stepped forward and knocked on Saitama's door.

"Is Saitama, ranked seventh in B-class, inside? Come out right now, Fubuki, ranked first in B-class, wants to have a talk with you about life."

After calling out repeatedly for more than ten seconds, Genos lazily opened the door. "What is it? The teacher isn't home."

"Ah, this..."

Upon seeing this face, Fubuki was immediately stunned.

"S-Class... Genos?"

It's impossible for her not to recognize an S-Class powerhouse; those are the top people in the association. Not to mention, Genos's ranking has recently risen again.

"Aren't you going to tell me what you need the teacher for?"

"No, it's nothing."

Fubuki's tone was very tense at this moment.

Upon seeing their boss's expression, her subordinates immediately suppressed their anger.

"What, this is S-Class?"

And just like that, all three of them chickened out.

"Looks like you're alright. Hmm, you look familiar. Are you the number one B-rank player?"

"Yes, yes." Hellish Fubuki felt like she was dreaming.

S-Class were far beyond her reach; she never even dared to dream of getting close to them. Aside from her older sister, she had never actively approached any S-Class heroes.

"Looks like you're planning to give the teacher a hard time," Genos, narrowing his eyes.

At that moment, Yukino suddenly jumped lightly and landed next to them.

"Fubuki, you're Tatsumaki's sister, right?"

"Yes, yes, may I ask who you are?"

Although she instinctively felt disgusted by the name Tatsumaki, she still asked honestly in front of S-Class powerhouse.