I Came in Person

In the apartment, Oboro used his spatial powers to bring the fat man and another person back into the room from the outside.

The two of them also looked surprised.

I didn't realize what had happened.

But the moment they appeared in the Oboro-ya, their eyes went blank, and they temporarily lost their own thoughts.

Standing still like a puppet.

"People from the new Association..."

Long touched the fat man's forehead with one of his fingers, reading the man's soul memories.

Just as he had guessed, Oboro could sense the two men's malice; they were clearly heading towards his location, not the bald man.

He didn't want Saitama to know about his contact with the new Association.

He is currently quite satisfied with his relationship with Saitama. However, there is still a slight danger if his 'identity' is exposed, given that the bald man was previously dissatisfied and even angry about him monitoring him.

"But I never expected... I would be wanted by the police."

Long frowned slightly.

Judging from the fat man's memories, it seems that the New Hero Association wanted to retaliate against him for refusing their invitation and for fear that he would join the Hero Association. So they put a high bounty on him within the organization, asking some so-called 'heroes' to kill him.

This is getting a bit complicated... In other words, if it's not dealt with, a steady stream of new Association members will come to the no-man's-land to 'pay a visit'.

"Most human nature... is indeed similar."

Long smiled gently.

With a wave of his hand, another spatial rift opened in the void within the room before him.

All memories of the two heroes related to today were erased by him. Then, he was pushed into the void passage by the airflow and disappeared, being sent to an unknown place.

A moment later, Oboro changed into a suit.

Looking at himself in the mirror, his lazy gaze sharpened.

"Since that's the case... there's no other way. I don't want my vacation time to be disturbed, so..."

He murmured something.

Having just used the power of time and space, it seems that Saitama has 'captured' a trace of it, but it should not have been exposed yet.

At this moment, Saitama, dressed in rags, returned to the porch. As he passed Oboro's house, he hesitated for a moment and then knocked on his door.

"Hey... Oboro, are you there?"

"From outside the door, "Saitama called out.

Looking in the mirror, Long glanced at the doorway, raised his hand, and with a grab, the space in front of him was torn apart as if it were a transparent, solid object.

Then he stepped inside and disappeared from the room.

"Hazy?"

Saitama tried knocking on the door a few more times, but when no one answered, he wondered, "Has he already left..."

If Oboro were home, there would be no way he wouldn't have heard Oboro knocking on the door.

Besides, he made quite a commotion outside the apartment just now.

Saitama didn't think much of it and turned back to his room.

Half an hour later, Saitama, after a quick tidying up and washing, left the apartment in casual clothes. He wasn't planning to look for a part-time job or hunt monsters today... but instead, he was going to the mall to buy a new set of pajamas.

As Saitama approached the intersection not far from the apartment, he saw a handsome man with blond hair walking towards him with a blank expression.

The other party had obviously noticed him as well.

"Hey, you."

The newcomer was none other than Flashy Flash.

Just as the two passed each other, Flashy Flash suddenly shouted.

Saitama had his hands in his pockets, looking like a loser. When this person greeted him, he looked over.

Saitama felt strange. Why was the deserted area so lively lately, with people appearing frequently?

Moreover, he could tell at a glance that the blond man was quite strong and not an ordinary guy.

Have you seen this person before?

Although Flashy Flash felt that there were still people who weren't afraid of death who dared to wander around in such a dangerous area, he didn't pay much attention to the bald man in front of him.

Instead, he held up a photograph in his hand and asked.

These are photos taken by Oboro herself.

In the photo, Oboro is holding a glass of juice, walking down the street, and smiling broadly as he drinks.

"Oboro?" Saitama called out the name directly.

Where is he?

Flashy Flash's eyes flashed.

"Who are you?"

Saitama was about to point to his apartment when he suddenly became wary.

He suspected that the blond man was Oboro's enemy.

Including those two guys who fired the shells earlier...

"I'm the one asking you."

Instead of answering, the tourist asked him a question, and Flashy Flash's eyes turned cold.

"Sorry, I misread it."

Saitama scratched his head and said something perfunctorily.

After saying that, he turned to leave.

Did he see wrong? He even called out the target's name... This bald guy is clearly fooling him.

Without saying a word, Flashy Flash kicked Saitama in the back. Since he wasn't telling the truth, he'd beat the bald guy until he confessed! However, Saitama simply raised his arm and blocked the kick with a light touch.

"Hey, you... do you have violent tendencies?"

Saitama retorted, "Want to fight?"

The tourist head blocked his attack so easily.

Flashy Flash's eyelids twitched. "Heh, I didn't realize... you bald guy were quite capable."

Upon hearing the word "bald, "Saitama's expression instantly turned displeased.

Wind Blade Kick! Since he's not an ordinary person, then... Flashy Flash doesn't need to hold back his power anymore.

In the blink of an eye, an arc-shaped kick suddenly erupted between the two.

However, a gust of wind swept by.

Flashy Flash's pupils contracted, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

Because the bald man was even faster than him, he arrived behind him the instant he kicked out, and raised his foot to kick his buttocks.

In an instant, Flashy Flash burst forth with incredible speed and darted away.

They avoided the bald man's kick.

However, judging from Saitama's leisurely movements, he didn't seem to really want to kick him.

"I say, you people... are you ever going to stop? Oboro has already hidden in a place like this, and you still won't let him go... what deep-seated hatred do you have?" Saitama slowly lowered his leg that he hadn't kicked out and asked.

"Hmph, I don't know what you're talking about..."

In the distance, Flashy Flash adjusted his posture, realizing he had just lost his composure. He was furious and glared at the bald man. "But you've successfully piqued my interest... I'm going to teach you a lesson."

"Don't die easily."

Saitama pulled his hands out of his pockets and said nonchalantly, "Can't you communicate normally? Looks like... you're definitely not a good person."

Meanwhile, Oboro appeared directly in City A, the headquarters of the New Hero Association, via spatial jump.

At this time, the Neo Heroes had not yet grown to the extent it would become a few months later, but its headquarters were located in a core area of City A, only its building area was not as large as that of the Hero Association.

Oboro emerged from the spatial rift and arrived in front of the Neo Heroes's building, immediately causing those around him to look on in surprise and stare at him.

Who is this person?

"Am I seeing things...? How did he get out? Just now it seemed like... a rift appeared in space?"

Long ignored the chatter of the people nearby and looked up at the tall building in front of him.

"This is it... the New Hero Association."

A slight smile played on his lips as he walked inside.

Meanwhile, inside the new Association's building.

There is also monitoring and data, which sensed abnormal energy fluctuations and captured blurry images.

"Sir!"

The staff immediately notified them.