9:05 a.m.
Inside a luxury hotel suite in Duel City.
Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the living room.
Casting mottled patches of light across the polished marble floor.
Genos stood before the oversized television screen.
His short blond hair was especially eye-catching in the morning light.
"Sensei, the Top 100 Tournament rankings have been released."
He raised his voice slightly as he called out toward the tightly shut bathroom door.
"Got it, I'll be out in a moment."
The sound of running water came from the bathroom, mixed with Saitama's muffled reply.
This was followed by the roar of the flushing toilet and a hurried round of handwashing.
Soon, the doorknob turned.
Saitama emerged wearing a loose casual T-shirt and shorts, with flip-flops on his feet.
There were still a few drops of water on his hands that he had not wiped clean.
"So, Genos, are there any people we know?"
As he spoke, he lazily collapsed onto the sofa and casually grabbed a bag of senbei from the table in front of him.
Garp had given it to him before they left God Valley.
Genos, however, looked as focused as though he were delivering a military report to Saitama.
"There are indeed quite a few people from Hero World, just like us."
"However, their point rankings are not very high."
"The highest-ranked are Atomic Samurai Divine Wind in thirty-fourth place, Silver Fang Bang in thirty-seventh, and Superalloy Darkshine in forty-second."
"Besides them, Suiryu, Amane, Zanbai, Spring Mustachio, Iaian, Bakuzan, and the others are all between fiftieth and eightieth place."
With a senbei hanging from his mouth, Saitama said in surprise, "Is it really that difficult?"
Although he was not especially familiar with the others, he still remembered Superalloy Darkshine.
In his opinion, that guy's muscles were pretty