Annie and the bald weirdo, Uncle Saitama, had gotten acquainted. So after he defeated that boring "Namekian" monster, she suggested they all go have a nice meal.
Saitama, who had no resistance to food or fine dining, readily agreed, accepting the little girl's enthusiastic invitation.
The two of them then headed to the neighboring city, which hadn't been attacked by monsters, and found a seaside restaurant specializing in local cuisine. Under the owner's frequent glances, the two oddball foodies set to work devouring everything in sight.
"Hey!"
Chomp!
"Uncle Baldy, I want to know why your head turned out like that. Why is it so shiny? Do you shave your head every day?"
Chomp!
Once they were both nearly full, Annie finally had a chance to ask.
She'd actually wanted to ask much earlier, but she'd been busy eating, and so had he. She hadn't wanted to waste time on such an unimportant question.
"I..."
Setting down his chopsticks, Saitama lowered his head slightly. Though he was full and satisfied, his expression remained blank as he began to recall and explain.
"I wasn't always like this..."
That was true. He really hadn't always been like this.
Back in his school days, he'd been a handsome young man with a thick head of black hair parted down the middle. But because he was so weak, he'd never had much luck with girls and couldn't get a girlfriend. It had even made him doubt his future.
Later, after entering the workforce, his doubts had come true...
His personality had left him unemployed and down in the dumps for a while. Then, after his battle with the Crab Man, he'd rediscovered his childhood dream of becoming a hero and started working hard to train his body.
Basically, he did a hundred push-ups, a