Annie knew that the mosquito crisis had already been resolved by the bald Uncle Saitama.
They said that although the pretty Mosquito Lady had made quite a racket and sucked the blood of many, many creatures, becoming very frightening in the process, in the end, Uncle Bald Saitama had punched her into a heap of mangled flesh. Only the lower half of her body remained, and nobody knew where it had landed.
After dealing with the Mosquito Lady, the bald uncle had apparently brought home a robot disciple, too?
Actually, Annie had figured out ages ago that the bald man was a little odd, and way too strong.
Of course, that was all relative.
No matter how strong he was, he still wasn't as strong as Her Majesty Queen Annie, the very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very awesome. She had never taken him seriously anyway.
But thinking about it carefully, if those "vaccine" monsters were weapons developed by the Earth—the world's will—to deal with humanity, a "virus" infecting the world, then perhaps that bald man was the result of humanity's own evolution, a mutation that had arisen to ensure the survival of the species?
Still, Annie didn't care whether that was true or not.
Right now, she was content to live comfortably here. When she got bored, she went out for a stroll and ate something tasty, or simply lounged around at home doing nothing. As for the main reason she had come to this world, she had already forgotten all about it.
And when she might remember to get back to business was anyone's guess...
"Rustle..."
ε=(ˊ?ˋ*) Ha!
In her own yard,