A Gift for You

On their way back, Oboro and Saitama happened to find Genos.

The reason I say "picked up" is because Genos's cyborg body had been smashed to pieces, and he lay in a corner of the street like scrap metal, with sparks still flying from his body.

Both the bald man and Oboro remained remarkably calm in the face of Genos's traditional performance.

"Teacher..."

"Genos, are you alright?"

Saitama ran up and picked Genos up.

"Fortunately... they were just in a hurry to escape," Genos said.

After talking to him, Oboro figured out that the person who attacked Genos was the Fuhrer Ugly, a Dragon-level executive of the Monster Association.

No wonder he almost lost his life.

These strange individuals fled in large numbers, partly because their hideout was destroyed by Oboro's "solo mission," and partly because they witnessed Saitama's destructive power.

In a way, Oboro and the bald man unknowingly saved Genos's life.

A dozen minutes later, the three returned to the apartment.

Oboro also arrived at Saitama's house and sat in the living room.

"I need to go back to the doctor to repair it again. Also... the sudden appearance of so many monsters in this no-man's-land is probably a sign of potential danger. We must inform the Association about this." Even though his machine was badly damaged, Genos still analyzed the situation with a serious and heroic sense of responsibility.

Oboro, standing to the side, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and instructed Saitama, "You'd better hurry up and take him to Dr. Kuseno... I have a feeling he might die at any moment."

"Mr. Oboro, I'm alright... Although my body was severely damaged, my energy core includes..."

"Stop, I understand."

Long immediately raised his hand to stop Genos from explaining.

Because the latter implies a lengthy discourse.

"Are you really alright, Genos?" Saitama also a little worried.

In the end, the bald man took Genos and left first, leaving Oboro to guard the house.

Genos has already contacted the doctor; Saitama just needs to bring the person over.

Then, only Pochi, the little dog, was left in the house.

Pochi had planned to go out with the bald man, but Saitama slammed the door shut behind him.

This instantly brought the atmosphere in the room to a freezing point.

At least... it's not hard to tell from how quickly Pochi's expression changed. The little dog wagged its tail, stuck out its tongue, and whimpered in a babyish voice... slowly crawling over and rubbing against Long's paws.

The sense of distance she had maintained from Saitama, which she used to keep by following him around, was completely gone.

He squinted his eyes slightly.

One glance from him Pochi immediately shivered, shrinking into a corner and trembling.

Long ignored it, reached out and picked up the space cube on the table, flicked his finger, and the 'alternate space' rippled and slowly dissolved.

Then, the Black Sperm trapped in the alternate dimension appeared before them.

At this moment, the Black Sperm was tall and muscular... its body surface had completely turned platinum, its strongest form being the Platinum Sperm. Clearly, during its time trapped in the other dimension, it had repeatedly tried to break free of the spatial constraints, but to no avail.

The abrupt return to reality startled Platinum Sperm.

"Sit down."

Then, a man's cold, commanding voice was heard.

Its eyes rolled down and it saw Fuza sitting cross-legged behind the table... Its brain was instantly jolted as if by lightning.

"Didn't you hear me?"

A furrowed brow.

The next second, the white sperm knelt down on both knees, like a well-behaved baby, and obediently sat down.

Just kidding... It was trapped in another dimension and had already given up hope, but it was unexpectedly 'rescued'.

Having been reborn, the white sperm had no intention of repeating the same mistake. Now, it knew all too well how terrifying the humans before it were.

Moreover, it has already detected the space cube on the table where the monster king Orochi is trapped.

She also noticed that Pochi was trembling beside her.

White Sperm's personality is quite different from Pochi's. Pochi is, after all, just a puppy, while White Sperm possesses thought and intelligence. If it weren't for Oboro's overwhelming power, it would never have submitted to a human; it would have been a disgrace to it. In fact, at this very moment, it was still calculating whether it had any chance of defeating Oboro, perhaps through a sneak attack or a sudden, decisive blow... but after pondering for a while, it concluded that the probability was zero.

There is no hope at all.

As time passed, the white sperm became increasingly uneasy. After Long made it sit down, he didn't speak or give any instructions, but instead turned on the TV and started watching.

His eyes started darting around, as if he was plotting something.

It thought that in a place invisible to the naked eye, it had split off less than a hundred tiny black dots that had fused together, and slowly slipped towards the crack in the door, trying to escape outside... This was a backup plan it had left for itself. No matter what happened later, if it died, there would still be a cell carrier... so it would still be alive.

Before the tiny individual formed by cell division could stealthily wriggle a few meters out, Long, who was watching TV, casually remarked, "You really are a restless fellow..."

After he finished speaking, he didn't make any move.

In an instant, the white sperm's body was split into countless pieces by space, and in the end, only a finger-sized piece of white sperm flesh remained in the room.

With a soft thud, it sounded like a piece of clay falling to the ground.

"..."

The remaining piece of platinum flesh, unable to support its current form due to the insufficient number of fused cells, immediately turned back to black. As the cells wriggled, it eventually became a very ordinary little black man.

That is, the Black Sperm form.

Judging from its size, barely the size of a palm and resembling a doll, its cell count is pitifully low.

"Take back those few cells of yours."

With her back to the Black Sperm, Long kept her eyes on the TV program, but the hand holding the remote control pointed precisely at the black dot that was almost at the entrance, smaller than an ant.

The Black Sperm's face, which looked like it was wearing a white mask, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, utterly terrified.

It's important to understand that these cells that divide cannot be physically cut... even down to the atomic level, it's impossible.

But now... in the blink of an eye, its cells have vanished.

The little Black Sperm's face shrank in fright, and it obediently reabsorbed the small amount of cell on the ground into its body.

Then, without Long saying a word, it consciously backed away and knelt in the corner of the wall, next to Pochi.

Two monsters with a danger level of Dragon or higher 'shrink' together in perfect harmony.

An hour later, Saitama returned.

Upon entering the house, I immediately saw the two victims in the corner.

What is this?

The bald man was taken aback, then squatted down and stared at the Black Sperm. "Your new toy?"

He even thought the Black Sperm was a 'dummy'.

The Black Sperm felt humiliated and glared fiercely at the bald man who had suddenly appeared.

Where did this insolent human come from? If it weren't for that esteemed person, it would have killed this human trash who spoke so disrespectfully to it right now.

Pochi whispered to the Black Sperm, intentionally reminding his partner... this bald guy is not to be trifled with either.

But it was clear that the Black Sperm did not understand what Pochi meant.

He glared at Saitama.

"Ah... I remember now, it's that thing you were holding." Saitama suddenly realized.

"Here you go... consider it a gift."

"Oboro said."

"For me? A gift?"

Saitama was taken aback.

"Is this person some kind of weirdo?"

"Hmm... it's alright. With you around, nothing can go wrong." Long turned off the TV.

Anyway, Black Sperm and Pochi were going to follow the bald guy anyway, they're just happening earlier now.

Both of them are harmless.

Upon hearing this, Black Sperm's angry expression immediately turned cute, and his eyes became rather watery as he stared at Saitama.

Upon hearing Long say this, it almost cried out with joy.

Being able to escape Oboro's control means it can gain freedom... If it can win the favor of this bald man in front of it, it can kill this human as soon as Oboro leaves, which would be perfect.

Pochi wagged its tail at the bald man, while the Black Sperm wiggled its limbs on the ground, like a dancing toy doll, trying to please the bald man.

It dared not speak... it was afraid that opening its mouth would frighten the bald man.

"Indeed very weak..."

Saitama stared at the Black Sperm and said something.

"!!!"

Upon hearing this, Black Sperm's murderous intent towards Saitama intensified, but it did not show it.

"Wait, something's not right..."

Saitama suddenly realized why Oboro had suddenly said he wanted to give him a gift.

Something feels off.

"Are you hiding something from me? I feel like you've been acting strange lately. You've been treating me to meals all the time, and you haven't been arguing with me anymore... and now you're even giving me a gift?"

"Although... this gift was very perfunctory."

Saitama sat down and asked Oboro.

"Your intuition is surprisingly accurate."

Long smiled gently.

"That's right, I'm planning to leave for a while."

"Leave? Where to?"