Negative Publicity Is Still Publicity

"Do you think Tatsumaki, the number two S-Class hero after Blast, would agree to let some newcomer who appeared out of nowhere sit above her and take first place?"

"Since that's the case... I'll tell you something I've kept secret until now."

Sekingar closed his eyes and interlaced his fingers. "The Association has review records and reports covering the entire matter, so this isn't something I made up. You can verify its authenticity."

After speaking, he looked at the bespectacled subordinate beside him and nodded.

The latter immediately understood and began projecting classified footage.

"It wasn't simply a perfect score on the physical test... these two."

"One has God living inside him..."

"The other is practically synonymous with mystery."

There were also some executives and managers within the Association who had not attended the meeting.

Footage of Saitama and Oboro's physical tests had even begun circulating within the Association.

There had been perfect scores among the qualified candidates in many past hero evaluations, but no one had ever displayed the sheer impact of C-Class hero Saitama or the effortless ease of S-Class hero Oboro. The two seemed like opposite extremes, yet both undoubtedly demonstrated terrifying strength.

The kind that inspired awe...

"Sir, A-Class hero Sweet Mask has requested that we send him the recordings of these three."

A staff member spoke to the executive standing before him in amazement.

"Send them."

"Yes, sir."

Meanwhile, Oboro had already returned to his apartment.

He and Saitama had gone their separate ways.

The bald guy said he wanted to take a walk alone and clear his head.

Genos had gone back to see Dr. Kuseno.

If nothing unexpected happened, Saitama would be targeted by A-Class hero Sneck.

In the latter's eyes, Saitama was obviously a complete amateur and utterly unqualified to