Saitama's Interest

Saitama was half-reclined on the sofa, rubbing his round belly with a pained expression.

"Hey, Saitama," Skye said, unable to help but laugh at his appearance. "You're already full, why did you keep stuffing yourself? Now you're bloated and uncomfortable, right?"

"But if I don't eat it today, it'll expire tomorrow. I don't care about other things, but food is absolutely not to be wasted." Saitama said earnestly, despite his bulging, uncomfortable stomach.

"You... forget it, do whatever you want. Here, this is for you." Skye shook her head helplessly and tossed a piece of paper to Saitama.

"What is this?"

"I searched the entire New York online. It's the internal network of all the supermarkets, recording their discount times and even the discount percentages. You can use this schedule to buy things at the supermarket from now on." Skye explained, seemingly impatient.

"Really? That's great!" Saitama's eyes lit up, and he held the paper in his hands as if it were a treasure.

Watching Saitama like this, Skye shook her head, but then couldn't help but laugh again.

Honestly, after Skye learned of Saitama's immense power, she had unconsciously felt a sense of distance. After all, dragons don't associate with snakes. She hadn't heard the saying, but she understood the situation. How could a superhero with such immense power be with an ordinary person?

Skye didn't say anything, but she felt very uneasy and uncomfortable inside.

However, at this moment, Saitama displayed his ordinary side – his particular importance placed on money. Well, it wasn't that important, because if he truly cared about money, Saitama could easily obtain hundreds of millions in minutes.

It should be said that Saitama's ordinary side was a bit stingy, a bit cheap, always haggling over small amounts of money, always calculating things in his head. This was why, besides his own overwhelming strength, Saitama was just an ordinary person. This was why Skye could accept Saitama again, treating him as she would an ordinary person.

She liked this Saitama, close and not distant.

"Huh? Skye, what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing. I'm just in a good mood."

"Oh!" Saitama nodded blankly, once again immersed in the joy of obtaining so much information about supermarket discounts.

Donning his yellow tight suit, white cape, and red gloves again, Saitama was about to begin his patrol of New York, starting his hero career. That's right, Saitama's patrol range was the entire New York, and if possible, perhaps even a little further.

After all, there were no monsters in this world. The only targets Saitama could act against were ordinary thugs. Fighting them was nowhere near as satisfying as fighting monsters. Well, actually, it was all the same. Whether it was these thugs now or the monsters before, it was all a single punch.

Even if these thugs seemed insignificant, even if the monsters looked fierce, cruel, and powerful, both were completely indistinguishable to Saitama.

Slam!

A figure suddenly fell from a nearby building. Fortunately, the floor wasn't high, only a two-story building. Coupled with the fact that the person who fell seemed to have good physical condition, they weren't injured. No, it should be said they weren't seriously injured. No, that's not right, it should be said they didn't die from the fall.

"Um, are you alright?" Saitama looked at the person who had fallen in front of him. It was an acquaintance – Daredevil, clad in a dark red leather suit, with a mask covering most of his face and a pair of pointed ears.

Hearing Saitama's voice, Daredevil's heart leaped. He instinctively looked up and then "saw" Saitama, letting out a sigh of relief. "Oh, it's you, Mr. Saitama."

"Yeah! Um, are you okay? You're bleeding." Saitama pointed to the bleeding areas on Daredevil's body. There were quite a few of them, and these wounds weren't from the fall but from gunshots.

"I can still hold on. Hurry and leave here. Someone is chasing me. If you're here, you'll get involved." Even though he knew Saitama's strength was formidable, Daredevil still said this to him.

Daredevil, how should I put it? He seemed unwilling to involve unrelated people in his affairs, especially since he was opposing Kingpin. And as the kingpin of New York's underworld, Kingpin's influence was terrifying. Therefore, he felt that even if Saitama was strong, perhaps even very strong, facing a being like Kingpin might still be dangerous.

Daredevil, Matt, knew that having the help of someone as powerful as Saitama would be of great assistance to him, yet he still didn't want to involve Saitama.

"Chasing you? You said you're a hero, right? If you're a hero, then those chasing you must be bad guys?" Saitama looked at Daredevil with shining eyes.

Saitama had been feeling bored lately. Although he had no worries about food or clothing, and had even obtained information about supermarket discounts, Saitama's current life was the happiest moment of his life. However, he was still somewhat bored. Even patrolling the entire New York, he hadn't encountered any beings like monsters, no monsters that could make him exert even a little bit of strength.

So Saitama was truly bored.

Now, Daredevil seemed to be in some trouble, and it looked like no small trouble. Saitama naturally became excited. Perhaps he could find something interesting.

"Uh, yes, the people chasing me are Kingpin's subordinates. I accidentally fell into their trap this time." Daredevil said with a wry smile.

"Alright, I'll deal with those chasing you." Saitama clenched his fist, saying with slight excitement.

"Uh, thank you very much, but you should leave quickly. They are Kingpin's people."

"Kingpin? Who? Is he a monster? Uh, the worst of the worst? A supervillain?" Saitama became even happier upon hearing the name Kingpin.

"That's right, Kingpin is a supervillain. The entire underworld of New York is under his control. If you become his enemy, it will be an absolute disaster." Daredevil said grimly.

"In that case, why did you provoke Kingpin?" Saitama retorted.

"Because, for special reasons."

"Oh. They're here."

"Hurry and go. With your speed, it should be easy to leave now—" Before Daredevil could finish speaking, Saitama in front of him suddenly disappeared. When Daredevil realized Saitama was gone, he paused, then gave a wry smile and shook his head. He was the one who told Saitama to leave, but when Saitama actually left, he still felt a pang of bitterness.

Touching the wounds on his body, Daredevil gritted his teeth. The people chasing him were Kingpin's subordinates, even some of the more elite ones. Even he could only flee from these pursuers.

Just as Daredevil was about to leave, he suddenly noticed Saitama, who had disappeared earlier, reappearing before him. The time it took for Saitama to disappear and reappear was only a few seconds, and Daredevil even had the illusion that he had just zoned out and misperceived.

"Mr. Saitama, why did you come back?"

"I dealt with those bad guys, so I came back. Here, tell me about Kingpin." Saitama looked at Daredevil expectantly.

"Dealt with them? You, alright, even though I knew you were very strong, Mr. Saitama, I still underestimated you." Daredevil gave a wry smile, but his tone finally eased a bit. Then he turned serious again. "Do you really want to know about Kingpin?"

"Mhm, mhm, mhm!" Saitama nodded repeatedly.

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