A Heart Yearning for Home

"I'm saying, you've clearly become a hero, so why don't you have even a shred of ambition...?"

One day, during dinner, Oboro came over to Saitama's place as a guest.

The bald man held his bowl and chopsticks as he looked at Oboro, his brow slightly furrowed.

"Public opinion outside is strongly against Mr. Oboro becoming an S-Class hero."

Wearing an apron like a housewife, Genos brought over another dish and chimed in.

"I only took the exam at the venue so I could keep you two company... I never had any desire to be a hero. If they're dissatisfied with me, the Association can kick me out." Oboro propped up his chin with a somewhat rogueish air, completely unconcerned. "I already made my position clear to Sekingar, but he just refuses to listen."

"Hey..."

Saitama's expression worsened at Oboro's irresponsible attitude.

But he also understood Oboro's personality. Trying to persuade him would not work.

At that moment, Genos turned on the television. By coincidence, the program was showing a large group of citizens organizing a march, dragging banners through the streets.

The person at the front kept shouting something through a loudspeaker.

"See for yourself..."

Saitama picked up his chopsticks and pointed them at the television.

Oboro remained unmoved.

That was right. The television was broadcasting a large-scale public protest against Oboro becoming a member of the Hero Association. During an interview with a reporter, one man cursed furiously, saying that Oboro had sullied the image of heroes and so on.

"However... although people outside have been criticizing Mr. Oboro endlessly, Mr. Oboro has consistently ranked first in online search volume recently. Even among all the S-Class heroes, your popularity is far ahead of everyone else's... If we go by the Association's popularity rankings, Mr. Oboro can already rightfully