Daredevil's Suspicion

"What in the world is going on?" Skye couldn't help but ask. "Is he Daredevil? Or is he an admirer of Daredevil, cosplaying? Also, why did Saitama suddenly disappear just now, and why did he suddenly reappear? Most importantly, how did he suddenly become two people? What's going on?"

"He said he's Daredevil. I don't know if he's real or fake. As for just now? I just heard a commotion, went out, found him, then heard your scream, and brought him back," Saitama said in a very casual tone.

"Huh? What did you say?" Skye looked at Saitama, completely bewildered.

"I said, he said he's Daredevil, I don't know if he's real or fake. As for just now, I just heard a commotion, went out, found him, then heard your scream, and brought him back." Saitama repeated what he had just said, almost word for word.

"Who asked you to say that? I mean, you said you walked out? But why didn't I see you walk out? Can you turn invisible?" Skye asked very seriously.

"Invisible? No," Saitama shook his head.

"But, but how did you, how did you suddenly disappear? I didn't see you leave at all."

"Oh, I just ran a little faster."

"A little faster? Is that 'a little faster'?"

"But that's how it is. I was just a little faster, so you didn't see me."

"...Heh, you... Fine, tell me, how fast are you? Fast enough that I couldn't even see you." Skye couldn't help but ask, a little annoyed and huffing.

"I don't know."

"You don't know?"

"Yeah, I haven't tested it. Before, I ran as fast as I could to make sure I wouldn't miss supermarket sales. Although I occasionally missed a sale or two, those were irresistible forces," Saitama explained seriously.

"...So, you can run that fast just to catch supermarket sales?" Skye rolled her eyes, almost taking it as a joke.

"Not entirely. It's also because I train every day."

"..."

Just then, Daredevil, Matt, had somewhat recovered. After all, he was Daredevil, with physical fitness far superior to ordinary people. Although he had been feeling extremely unwell and vomiting continuously, his recovery speed was ultimately better than that of an ordinary person. While an ordinary person couldn't recover so quickly, he could.

Although still feeling a bit unwell, he had recovered somewhat. Smelling the odor from his vomit, Daredevil couldn't help but wrinkle his nose, feeling a bit embarrassed. After all, vomiting directly in someone's home was quite unsightly.

"I'm very sorry to bother you. Could I please have a glass of water?" Daredevil said with a pained expression. The taste in his mouth was too strong, and he felt he needed to rinse it.

"Uh, please wait a moment." Skye's impression of Daredevil wasn't bad, even though she wasn't entirely sure if he was the real Daredevil. But just for a glass of water, it was fine. However, she was still a bit bothered by Daredevil vomiting all over her floor.

Taking the glass of water and saying thank you, Daredevil rinsed his mouth thoroughly. The taste in his mouth finally subsided, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm very sorry for making such a mess here. I'll clean it up," Daredevil said apologetically.

"No, no, it's fine, leave it to me. May I ask, are you, are you really Daredevil?" Skye asked curiously.

"If there isn't another Daredevil, then the Daredevil you're referring to is indeed me. It's just... I didn't expect to be in such a sorry state." A hint of bitterness appeared on his exposed lips, and at the same time, his mind was highly alert. He had only intended to help and stop those criminals today, but he didn't expect to experience such incredible events.

Saitama had silently appeared behind him, completely undetected, and could easily and simply bring him down from the rooftop. Although the process wasn't pleasant for him, considering the time, it seemed to have taken less than a second.

In less than a second, Saitama could bring him into the room. This was no longer something a human could do, at least not a normal human. Daredevil certainly couldn't do it. Even if the difficulty were reduced tenfold, he couldn't achieve this level.

Of course, this was only one aspect. On another aspect, Daredevil was still worried. He was worried about what kind of person Saitama was. Did Saitama intend to be a good person or a bad person? Even if Saitama didn't become a superhero, at least he shouldn't become a supervillain. Otherwise, Daredevil had no idea how he could stop him. It was too terrifying.

"Are you really Daredevil? But just now...?" Skye felt that Daredevil was somewhat destroying her image of Daredevil.

"Sorry, I'm just a slightly stronger ordinary person. But, your companion... he doesn't seem human at all." Daredevil said with a wry smile, also probing a bit. He wanted to know who Saitama was.

"Huh? Saitama, you--" Skye turned to look at Saitama. Then she saw Saitama's blank, vacant eyes, and his whole demeanor giving off a dazed, cute vibe. She found it hard to accept. She couldn't accept how powerful, or how great or incredible Saitama was. She couldn't accept it.

"Although you're not insulting me, I still find it a bit hard to accept being called that. I'm clearly human. I just wanted to be a hero out of interest, and after three years of hard training, I gained my current strength," Saitama said in a voice that was calm yet slightly dazed and cute.

"Three years of hard training?" Daredevil was shocked. Three years of training could make him this strong? Daredevil had started conscious training from a young age, and later, under Master Stick's guidance, he had trained bit by bit to reach his current level. But Saitama achieving this in three years, even Daredevil felt it was too unfair.

"Saitama, you're trying to trick me with the same story you told me before, aren't you?" Skye sneered.

"I'm not tricking you. What I said is true. It was really very difficult training," Saitama argued.

"Yes, yes, yes. If you don't want to talk about it, don't. Whatever you want. But, Saitama, how strong are you-- Oh, right. Excuse me, Daredevil, why are you here?" Skye originally wanted to continue questioning Saitama, but then she remembered there was an outsider. It was better not to reveal Saitama's situation in front of an outsider.

"I heard before that a group of thugs were targeting you, treating you like a fat sheep, so I wanted to stop them here. But clearly, they were wrong. And terribly wrong," Daredevil said, looking towards Saitama.

"What? Those damn scumbags were targeting us? What bastards, they all deserve to die," Skye cursed angrily.

"Clearly, they wouldn't succeed," Daredevil said comfortingly.

"But, what if they brought firearms?" Skye frowned, her tone laced with worry.

"Firearms? I think firearms probably pose no threat to this gentleman," Daredevil said, looking at Saitama again.

"Are you kidding? Although Saitama is indeed quite powerful, facing firearms-- " Skye paused. Saitama's elusive speed made it seem like firearms really weren't much of a threat.

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