Everyone Was Excited

Forced into this situation, Oboro had no choice but to become completely oblivious to everything else.

Unable to refuse Saitama and his apprentice, he put on a suit at their request.

After putting on the black suit, Saitama's pupils began to dilate...

The figure of his friend before him kept overlapping with the mysterious person he had glimpsed in the space-time rift that day.

No wonder he felt a sense of familiarity... not because this person had been spying on him, but because he recognized him! "Ah!"

"Aaaaaah!"

"Still denying it was you!"

Saitama immediately jumped up and pointed at Oboro, "It's you... there's absolutely no mistake!"

"So... the truth is out!"

Genos, standing nearby, clapped his hands in support and stared at Oboro, "Next, Mr. Oboro, please explain why you followed the teacher before, and what your ulterior motives are for moving into the apartment."

There are too many people in the world who look alike... You can't say it's him just because I look like someone.

Long argued forcefully based on reason.

"Liar! Liar! Big liar!"

The bald man had broken down and kept yelling.

"It's up to you two, I'm not going to acknowledge it."

As he spoke, Long was about to take off his suit jacket.

"Still refusing to admit it?" Genos murmured. "Judging from your past criminal activities, Mr. Oboro, your character is indeed hard to guarantee. I didn't expect that with such irrefutable evidence, you would still deny it to the death... What should we do, teacher?"

After saying that, he looked up at Saitama.

But they found that the teacher had already walked to the entrance and put on her shoes.

Then he turned to look at Long, his expression becoming serious, his eyes sparkling.

A faint smile played on her lips. "Oboro, let's find a secluded spot to fight. This matter... isn't going to end like this! You caused me so much trouble back then..."

This is the second time Genos has seen his teacher show this expression... The last time was after Saitama realized the mysterious person was quite strong when he let the House of Evolution escape.

The bald man gave a thumbs-up and gestured towards the door.

Long's heart skipped a beat, but she remained calm on the surface. "What are you talking about? How could I possibly be your match... Others may not know you, but how could I not know your strength?"

"Besides, we're neighbors and friends... I don't want to lay a hand on you."

"Besides, I already said you've mistaken me for someone else!"

Long threw his suit jacket on the ground, wearing only a white shirt and suit pants, and muttered a reply.

"I see... That is indeed a good idea. We'll find out if it's really that mysterious man in the suit after a fight."

Genos suddenly realized.

I secretly admire the teacher's intelligence and wisdom.

Little did anyone know, at that moment, the bald man wasn't thinking about any of that... he was simply itching to get his hands dirty.

Because all along, nothing and no one has ever posed a threat to him.

To help him rediscover that passion and enthusiasm he once had, only that man in the suit, the one standing before him, Oboro, allowed Saitama to 'reach out and touch what he had lost'.

"If we don't go out, it's fine to fight here."

Upon hearing Oboro's reply, Saitama clenched his fist and grinned.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

As expected... everything happened exactly as I predicted. Long sighed inwardly, but cursed aloud.

Although he wasn't a monster... he still gave Saitama a reason and opportunity to 'take revenge'.

"I'm serious, I'm not joking!"

At this moment, Saitama appeared energetic and radiant.

The previous decadence and diaosi aura are completely gone.

"Oboro, I'm going to teach you a lesson you won't forget! You've betrayed my feelings... You can't escape this!"

"Tsk."

Someone smacked their lips a few times, then clicked their tongue, "Fine, fine... let's fight, okay?"

Genos observed the starkly different reactions of Saitama and Oboro, and his heart was stirred.

Before this, he had sparred with Saitama once in a canyon. At that time, he had just upgraded his mecha and asked Saitama for guidance. However, that battle was less of a sparring match and more like an adult playing with a child. The teacher didn't lift a finger from beginning to end; it was all one-sided attacks. Only at the very end did Saitama throw One-Punch Man, which missed, but the force of the punch left an endless trench in the ground.

That power is beyond human capabilities; it belongs to gods.

That's right, in Genos's eyes, Saitama is a god! He was certain that the One-Punch Man his teacher threw back then was just a casual gesture, not taken seriously at all... But now, Oboro-san could actually excite his teacher? What does this mean? Does it mean that Oboro-san possesses power comparable to his teacher? The more Genos thought about it, the less he wanted to believe it.

The teacher's power is beyond imagination... How could anyone threaten a god? Furthermore, even though Oboro doesn't admit his identity and doesn't want to fight Saitama, Genos clearly observed an undisguised eagerness in Oboro's eyes. In other words, although their attitudes differ, Mr. Oboro, like the teacher, is extremely excited about the upcoming battle...

These two people... have something in common at their core.

Living under the same roof and having close communication, besides himself, the person who probably knows the teacher's background best is Mr. Oboro.

"Could it be... that Mr. Oboro really has the strength to fight the teacher?"

Genos stared at the man who suddenly seemed unfamiliar to him, and pondered.

"No! The gap is still absolute..."

After a moment, Genos made up his mind.

The victor will undoubtedly be the teacher; the only question is how long Mr. Oboro can endure under the teacher's guidance.

I hope he doesn't get hurt.

"Genos, let's go back and change our clothes first."

At that moment, the bald man called out.

"Yes."

Genos quickly got up and followed.

As he walked past Oboro, he noticed a slight smile playing on the corners of Oboro's lips.

Saitama seemed very happy, swinging his arms and skipping along as he led Genos out the door.

After the two left, Oboro lay on the floor, looking at the ceiling. "How boring. Although I was looking forward to fighting you... I was thinking of fooling you for a while longer and having some fun. I didn't expect you to find out so quickly."

"Then... in your world, I definitely can't beat you, after all, you are invincible."

"But... nothing is absolute. We're friends after all, so I'll lend you a hand and help you rediscover your lost humanity..."

"Even though you don't need my help, you won't become a deity... heh."

A dozen minutes later, when Saitama and Genos came out, the bald man had already changed into his yellow battle suit.

Looking down, I saw a man in a black suit leaning against the stairwell of the apartment building, with his suit jacket draped over his shoulder in one hand and a cigarette between his fingers in the other.

"Does Mr. Long smoke?"

Genos was taken aback.

"Never mind all that, let's go."

Saitama grinned foolishly and said impatiently.