December 4, 2012, Super Continent Calendar.
The third day since Morgan, William, and the others arrived in Hero World.
A large number of construction machines had already appeared within K City, carrying out building tasks under the direction of the construction crews.
Gairam was still using his Cube-Cube Fruit ability to create one mountain of block-stacked garbage after another.
By now, their area of activity had long exceeded a radius of one kilometer.
In other words, the people of this world could observe this place by satellite at any time.
However, ever since K City had been destroyed by Elder Centipede, no one had paid it any attention for years.
Perhaps only a handful of forces had noticed the changes here.
Z City.
Seven in the morning.
Having just finished a bowl of raw egg and soy sauce over rice, Saitama was still in his pajamas.
He lay sideways on his blanket, propping up his head with one hand as he idly watched a program on TV.
This was his daily life: lonely, poor, and boring.
Only when news reported a monster somewhere would he put on the hero suit that a clothing store owner had personally made for him in support of Saitama's grand ideals.
But most of the time, by the time he arrived at the scene, the monster had already been dealt with by professional heroes nearby.
That was because he always had to run all the way from Z City to other cities.
Even so, Saitama did not mind at all. It was a good thing if there were no monsters.
Each time, he simply adopted a "since I'm already here" mindset, wandered around the local supermarket, and checked whether there were any discounted specials.
To him, being a hero was truly just a hobby.
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