"Ah~"
"Looks like I'm late~"
"In that case, let's go raid the supermarket!"
At that moment, a completely bald man walked between Giant Younger Brother's legs.
Meanwhile, at the Hero Association's superhero selection venue.
"Hey! Do you even know how to queue?!"
"Don't you know what 'first come, first served' means?!"
"Yeah! Exactly!"
"So what if you can fly?! Get in line like the rest of us!"
Countless aspiring superheroes stared up at the white figure hovering in the sky after breaking through the stadium roof and shouted their protests.
In this world, filled with all sorts of superheroes and evil monsters, flight wasn't exactly a powerful ability. So even though they'd seen Jupiter demonstrate his strength, they still dared to protest.
"Hm?!"
Jupiter frowned as he listened to them shout.
"So you're all ahead of me in line, right?"
Jupiter hovered in the air and asked.
"What do you think?! Now that you know, get behind us and queue up!"
"You should at least know the rules, you bastard!"
A burly man two meters tall glared up at Jupiter and shouted.
"Can't be helped..."
Jupiter stretched his limbs.
"I haven't exercised in ages. Maybe I'll do my actual job for a bit and help the Hero Association clear out some trash."
Jupiter smiled as he spoke.
"What are you trying to do?!"
The burly man frowned at Jupiter's movements, suddenly gripped by a bad feeling.
"Boom!"
Before the burly man could figure out what Jupiter was up to, Jupiter had already flown right in front of him and smacked him hard across the face.
"You're slow to react, and your body isn't strong enough. And you still want to be a superhero? Go home, train for ten or twenty years, and learn how to protect yourself first!"
Jupiter looked