"Y-You're One Punch Man?"
Having come to his senses, Garou recognized Saitama at a glance.
"Heh, I just took down an SSR-class hero, and now another one shows up?"
"Good!"
Though he appeared calm on the surface, he was still shocked by the speed and power Saitama had displayed moments ago.
He had actually been sent flying with one punch despite mastering the Monster Calamity God Slayer Fist?
"Yeah, I'm Saitama, a hero for fun."
"I thought my opponent was a monster, but it turns out you're just someone pretending to be one. Pretty cool look, though."
"You know, I almost failed to hold back just now." Saitama spread his hands helplessly.
"Alright, playtime's over. Hurry up, take off those clothes, and come with me."
"Huh?"
Garou flew into a rage, humiliation turning into anger as he clenched his fists.
"You dare look down on me, absolute evil? Then don't blame me—"
"Uncle!"
Just as he assumed the stance of the Monster Calamity God Slayer Fist and prepared to charge forward,
a boy's voice rang out from afar, incomparably familiar and strangely delightful.
Garou instinctively turned around.
Sure enough, it was the child he had nicknamed "Snot-Nosed Bear," running toward him.
Behind him was Bomb, grandmaster of the Whirlwind Iron Cutting Fist.
After he, Raimon Goten, Yuhime, and Onigawara had led the disciples of their respective schools to wipe out the robot army wreaking havoc in B City, Bomb had returned alone to Z City to support his younger brother Bang.
Then he ran into Axiong, who had been sitting on the steps before the Martial Artist Association headquarters.
The boy said he had seen Garou on television—the man fighting Admiral Fujitora in A-City.
Though his appearance had changed considerably, he could still recognize him.
He had even asked Bomb