Won't Take Disciples

Oboro treated Saitama and Genos to barbecue.

He picked up the bill.

The bald guy was fairly easy to placate.

Although Saitama kept clamoring for another fight with Oboro on the way home, Oboro mocked him back every time, never giving him the chance.

They bickered noisily all the way.

Ever since Oboro's identity had been exposed, the two of them seemed to have started squabbling from time to time.

"Someone's come looking for you... I'll be going first."

As they passed through a street in Z-City, Oboro sensed something. He stopped and waved to Saitama.

No sooner had he spoken than a familiar figure approached from the distant intersection.

Speed-o'-Sound Sonic.

Sonic had supposedly been thrown in prison, but he had already escaped.

There was no doubt he had come here to challenge Saitama.

Oboro looked over the 'egg-crushing ninja,' smiled faintly, then slipped into the void and vanished.

Saitama looked at Sonic and couldn't help saying, "You again... Will you ever quit...?"

"Sensei!"

Seeing Sonic's hostile intentions, Genos spoke sternly.

Oboro didn't concern himself with the grudge between Saitama and Sonic.

In any case, the one who would flee in defeat yet again was definitely the latter.

But when he returned to the corridor outside his apartment, he unexpectedly found someone waiting for him.

A young figure leaned against the wall, having waited for quite some time.

The boy's expression shifted slightly as he watched Oboro step out of space as if he were Blast.

Still, he remained fairly composed.

After all, Oboro wasn't from this world. He had 'smuggled' himself over from another dimension, so having such an ability was only natural.

The boy was Blast's son, Blue.

"I heard about what happened in City A..." Blue said.

He was referring to Oboro wiping out all