Stingy

"He is the underground emperor of all of New York, and not just New York, but most of the underworld across America is under his rule..." Daredevil spoke solemnly about Kingpin's deeds.

"Ah!"

"Oh!"

"So amazing!"

Saitama responded blankly while listening to Daredevil's account. His expression was incredibly flat, showing almost no change, giving the impression he was just going through the motions. Saitama's eyes even felt like closing. Although he genuinely wanted to know about Kingpin, Daredevil's narration was simply too boring. For Saitama, whether Kingpin was good or bad, and where he was, was all he needed to know.

However, since Saitama had asked Daredevil to speak, he could only listen as Daredevil spoke in detail. Whether he actually absorbed any of it was another matter.

Fortunately, Daredevil was blind. While his hearing was incredibly acute, almost allowing him to use his ears as eyes, ears were not eyes. Thus, despite Saitama's expression, Daredevil noticed nothing amiss, believing Saitama was truly listening intently.

"That's all the information I have about Kingpin. However, this is only a small fraction of what I know. In reality, his influence and his actions are far more extensive than what I've described." Daredevil felt a headache coming on as he finished speaking. Kingpin was simply too powerful, so powerful he couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.

"Mhm, mhm, mhm!" Saitama nodded with no change in his expression.

"So, Mr. Saitama, are you really planning to confront Kingpin?" Daredevil earnestly "looked" at Saitama.

"Mhm. Huh? Oh. Oh, oh, oh!" Saitama, who had drifted off, snapped back to attention and quickly nodded.

Although Saitama's reaction was a bit off, Daredevil mistook it as a response to hearing about Kingpin's power.

"Since you've made your decision, I won't stop you. Just be careful, Kingpin is not an ordinary person." Daredevil felt a little happier inside. After all, having another powerful individual go up against Kingpin was a good thing for him.

"Is that Kingpin very strong?" Saitama, having regained his focus, asked what he considered a very important question.

"Huh?" Daredevil looked a bit bewildered by the question.

"Do Kingpin's subordinates have anyone very strong? Hmm, stronger than you?" Saitama asked again.

"..." Daredevil felt an urge to curse. He had spoken so much his mouth was dry. He had barely paid attention to his own wounds while explaining Kingpin to Saitama. Although he had bandaged them simply to slow the bleeding, he was still losing blood and was close to suffering from severe blood loss. And all his efforts had gone completely unheard by Saitama.

"Hey, hey, hey, you still haven't answered my question." Seeing that Daredevil hadn't replied, Saitama couldn't help but press further.

"..." Daredevil.

"Hey, hey, hey, you still haven't answered my question."

"..."

"Uh, did he fall asleep? No, he's fainted."

"..."

"Ah, this is bad. Your wounds are still bleeding. You've fainted from blood loss."

"..."

Saitama brought the unconscious Daredevil back to his residence. As for why he didn't take Daredevil to the hospital? Hospitals cost money, and likely a lot of it. Daredevil had only fainted from blood loss; while he had injuries, they weren't too severe. So, whether he went to the hospital or not probably made no significant difference, or so Saitama thought. It absolutely wasn't because he was trying to save money, absolutely not!

"Saitama, why did you bring him back again? Hmm, are those gunshot wounds!" Skye looked at Daredevil with surprise, even a hint of horror. After all, gunshot wounds were something ordinary people would be quite wary of.

"Yeah, I ran into him outside and brought him back. The reason I didn't take him to the hospital is simply because I don't think his injuries are that serious and don't require a hospital visit. It's absolutely not because going to the hospital costs a lot of money that I didn't take him." Saitama explained.

"..." Skye looked at Saitama speechlessly.

Seeing Skye's gaze, Saitama suddenly realized he might have let something slip. However, at times, Saitama could be quite thick-skinned, so he acted as if nothing had happened.

"... You were right not to send him to the hospital. After all, these are gunshot wounds, and going to the hospital might just cause more trouble. But what should we do now? I have absolutely no experience dealing with injuries, especially gunshot wounds. Looking at the wound, the bullet is still inside him, isn't it?" Skye frowned, appearing relatively calm.

Skye's calmness was due to encountering Saitama. If she hadn't met Saitama, she might have been scared or panicked by a gunshot wound. But encountering someone like Saitama made gunshot wounds seem less significant.

"Bullet? I have no idea." Saitama scratched his bald head. The monsters he had fought before didn't use firearms. As for general wounds, he could bandage them. After all, before he went bald, he often got injured fighting monsters.

Looking at Saitama's demeanor, Skye felt quite speechless. Saitama had brought the person back without fully understanding the situation.

"How about I try? Although I haven't dealt with gunshot wounds before, I do have some experience in treating injuries." Saitama thought for a moment, deciding it was still not worth spending money.

"You have experience? But these are gunshot wounds." Skye was a little uneasy, entirely because of Saitama's somewhat naive and cute appearance, which made her feel he might be unreliable when it came to requiring skill.

"It's okay. In reality, gunshot wounds, stab wounds, or other types of injuries aren't that different. Even with a gunshot wound, at most, you just dig out the bullet and stop the bleeding. It's completely fine." Saitama said with full confidence.

Looking at Saitama's confident expression, Skye still felt it was somewhat unreliable. However, Skye didn't know how to treat such wounds, nor did she know any back-alley doctors. Going to the hospital was also out of the question. Therefore, since Saitama was willing to try and seemed very confident, she decided to let Saitama give it a shot.

"Should we take off his clothes? And this mask?" Skye was a little eager, wanting to see what Daredevil looked like.

"Clothes, yes, but let's leave the mask. After all, the reason he wears a mask is so others don't know his appearance. Taking off his mask while he's unconscious feels a bit excessive." Saitama shook his head.

"Alright, if you say so, then forget it. I'll go get a fruit knife." Skye said with a hint of regret but didn't insist.

"Cough, cough, cough."

At this moment, the unconscious Daredevil suddenly woke up, thus preventing Saitama from attempting to operate on him.