The Art of Passing the Buck

After the physical fitness test came the written exam.

The written exam was also quite simple for Oboro.

As for Saitama... there was no need to even think about it.

The written exam covered nothing more than professional knowledge related to "heroes," such as rescue operations, prevention, and the choices and methods used when facing various disasters.

Oboro finished easily and was the first to leave the examination room.

He had only been sitting in the lounge for a short while when Saitama finally arrived.

"How did it go?"

Oboro asked with a smile.

"No problem!"

Saitama gave a confident thumbs-up.

Knowing the result, Oboro teasingly watched his expression.

"Oboro, you really have some skills..."

Oboro sat in a chair while Saitama stood in front of him changing clothes, speaking without turning around.

"I'm all right. I can't compare to you."

Oboro replied modestly.

Obviously, they were discussing each other's performance during the physical fitness test.

Both Oboro and Saitama had noticed one another.

"Those enemies you mentioned... that was a lie, wasn't it?"

Saitama suddenly asked.

"Not exactly..."

Oboro brushed him off.

This was the first time Saitama had directly witnessed Oboro's strength. Though he had always sensed that Oboro was no ordinary person, he had never been able to gauge just how strong he was. Judging from what he had just seen, Saitama felt that if Oboro really had enemies, it would not be so easy for them to kill him.

And with that kind of ability, there was no need for him to hide out in the uninhabited region of Z-City.

"We probably aren't the only two who got full marks in the fitness test. There were just fewer people at our testing site."

Oboro said.

"I suddenly feel like I can't trust anything you say."

After