Two Men (Part 2)

This time, Saitama is absolutely not going to let Tatsumaki go, no matter what.

No matter how much Tatsumaki used her superpowers, she couldn't break free.

She even used her abilities to the fullest extent, but she still couldn't force the bald man away from her.

Even though the outburst of their superpowers caused various strange phenomena to appear along their journey...

Moreover, the bald man was running so fast... The surrounding scenery receded like light and shadow in her field of vision, making it impossible for Tatsumaki to determine where she was.

"How is this possible?!"

"Who exactly is this bald guy?"

"How can he be so strong?"

Tatsumaki's mind went completely blank.

She felt like it hadn't been long, or even how long she had been using her superpowers, when finally... Saitama, who was holding her, finally stopped.

Tatsumaki also subconsciously withdrew her superpowers.

They have arrived in the city.

There are still many pedestrians on the street at night. If you use your Nen power here indiscriminately, you may harm innocent people.

Where is this?

Tatsumaki looked around and immediately froze.

Because there was a police car parked in front of the two people, and two patrolling police officers were standing there.

Saitama walked straight up to the police officer and said, "Hello, I have a lost child here..." As he spoke, he was about to hand Tatsumaki over with obvious disgust.

Tatsumaki's expression froze.

She's an S-class hero... practically the most sought-after superstar in human society, an idol worshipped by countless people. If this were exposed by the media, she would lose all face.

"You bald bastard..."

Tatsumaki snapped out of her daze and was about to yell a curse.

With a bang.

Saitama delivered a karate chop to the back of her neck.

Direct violence caused the Tatsumaki to fall into a deep sleep.

This scene left both police officers stunned.

"This guy is such a hassle, and he has a terrible temper... I'm leaving him to you."

"Well..."

The two police officers looked at each other and exchanged a glance.

After a quick registration, Saitama breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had gotten rid of a major problem, and walked back to the no-man's land with ease.

By the time Saitama had walked away, he had disappeared from sight.

The two police officers were shocked when they finally saw the 'little girl's' face and appearance.

"This... this seems to be the second-ranked S-class hero..."

"Tatsumaki of Terror... I know her, my daughter is a fan of hers."

"Could they have mistaken him for someone else...? How could an S-class hero be...?"

An hour later, the dazed Tatsumaki opened her eyes.

He woke up.

She found herself lying on an office sofa, covered with a piece of clothing.

But the first sensation the brain experiences is an incredibly sore neck.

This immediately brought back memories of the scene before she lost consciousness... she seemed to have been knocked unconscious by the bald man.

"Woke up?"

Before I could even think about it, a voice suddenly came from behind me.

Tatsumaki was startled and immediately turned around.

She spotted a man sitting on another sofa not far away, smiling at her.

It's not that damn bald guy.

Instead... Oboro!

Another bastard.

"Hey... stop!" Guan Tatsumaki paused for a moment, then her face scrunched up, her eyes turning icy cold, as if she was about to explode. Long immediately raised her hand and dissuaded her, "I was worried about you, that's why I came to check on you... don't be ungrateful."

"The police have already contacted the Hero Association, so you don't need to worry about this being exposed... The people from the Association should be on their way, and they will also help you keep quiet."

"Furthermore, to prevent your reputation from being damaged, I also helped you 'delete' the memories of everyone who knew about this."

You should be thanking me.

Upon hearing the sound, Tatsumaki remained expressionless... and her body floated up again.

She... didn't appreciate it!

"Where's that bald guy?"

Faced with the questioning, Long realized... all his words had been in vain.

"I've come to see you only to ask you to convey this... I have no interest in being a hero. You must have received orders from the Association to come to me, right?"

After he finished speaking, Tatsumaki suddenly withdrew her superpowers and landed quickly on the ground.

Then, wearing a pair of high heels, she walked up to Oboro and scolded her in a petulant manner.

"Huh?! You don't recognize me?!"

"How come we know each other now?!"

What were you pretending for before?

"You disgusting man... you're just as repulsive as that bald bastard!"

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!!"

"..."

Long was momentarily speechless and coughed awkwardly.

"That's all I wanted to say. In short... I hope the Hero Association won't bother me anymore. Thank you." Oboro changed the subject and gave her conclusion directly.

After saying this, he got up to leave.

However, just as he was about to move, he found himself being pressed down onto the sofa by a powerful 'force'.

They were completely unable to move.

"Although I hate you... and that bald guy."

"But... you do have the qualifications to be a hero, in terms of strength alone... as for what level you can reach and what your character is like, those are for the Association to judge. I am only responsible for bringing you back."

"You have no choice."

Tatsumaki stood with her hands on her hips, looking arrogant.

"Well..."

Long sighed.

"Hmph, don't expect that bald guy, boiled egg, octopus, avocado, or stupid-faced guy to save you. I was just careless. If he dares to show his face in front of me again... I'll tear him to pieces!"

When Tatsumaki uttered those wild words, her eyes flickered slightly.

Clearly, she spoke with a lack of confidence.

"I see..."

Oboro nodded, indicating that he understood Tatsumaki's idea.

Then, the Nen power binding him vanished as if it had disappeared into thin air.

This made it very easy for him to stand up.

"Um?"

Tatsumaki's pupils contracted.

He instantly raised his arm and aimed it at Long.

They began to increase their superpower output.

But... to her horror and disbelief... her superpowers... disappeared.

They mysteriously disappeared.

She seemed to have transformed into an ordinary person in the blink of an eye.

How could that be?

Tatsumaki stared at the man in front of her, stammering, "You... you..."

"Monster, you pervert... what have you done?!"

"Pervert?" Long frowned.

Throughout his many lifetimes, many people have called him a pervert... but in his view, they are mostly positive terms of endearment.

However, Tatsumaki's expression and eyes... truly saw him as a pervert, literally a pervert, without any other meaning.

Perhaps this woman has seen the video of his 'falling from the sky'!

"You immature, flat-chested girl... watch your words," Oboro reminded her.

"Pervert! Pervert! Pervert!"

The Tatsumaki repeated itself.

"..."

His eyes turned cold, and he remained silent.

At that moment, even the office lights flickered inexplicably, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

Tatsumaki finally calmed down and took a few steps back.

She... was scared.

Long strode forward and, without saying a word, grabbed her.

"What... what are you going to do?" Tatsumaki's voice began to tremble.

Long lifted her skirt and, without any mercy, slapped her buttocks with his large hand.

Meanwhile, at the Hero Association headquarters.

Sekingar remained in his office, awaiting news.

He was somewhat restless.

I just received intelligence that Tatsumaki was taken to the police station by a bald passerby.

The other person's name is Saitama.

He didn't know him.

But Sekingar guessed that the bald man was related to Oboro, and that Tatsumaki's mission had undoubtedly failed.

The biggest reason why Tatsumaki ended her mission in such an embarrassing way is definitely the target... namely, Oboro.

As for that bald guy... he's probably one of their henchmen or a mind-controlled puppet.

"But even Tatsumaki couldn't do anything to him... Is this guy already comparable to Blast...?"

Sekingar was deep in thought.

The fact that Tatsumaki wasn't harmed means that she wasn't angry and had no hostility towards the Hero Association.

In that case, shouldn't you go there yourself to show your sincerity?

Perhaps we can persuade this person.

Just then, the communicator rang.

Sekingar quickly answered the call.

"Okay, I understand."

After a moment, he hung up the call, feeling a bit of a headache.

As expected... just like Flashy Flash, Tatsumaki also... lost her memory.