Coulson's Suspicions

On the way, Saitama stopped five or six crimes, big and small, and finally made it to Matt's law office.

To be honest, even though America generally avoided major disasters because there were no monsters, petty crimes were still everywhere. Saitama even thought that if monsters hadn't existed in the world he'd lived in before, public safety there might have been better than in America.

"Can I help you with anything?" A slightly overweight man with a humble smile hurried over as soon as Saitama walked into the law office. This was Foggy, Matt's partner. The two of them had started the firm together. But since Saitama was visiting for the first time, Foggy didn't recognize him.

"I'm here to see Matt."

"Matt? May I ask who you are?"

"Oh, I'm Saitama—"

Just then, Matt came out from the back and called to Saitama, "Saitama, I'm over here. Foggy, he's a client of mine."

"Oh, I see. Then I'll leave you in Matt's hands, Mr. Saitama."

As Saitama entered the law office and met with Matt, Coulson, who was keeping watch outside, couldn't help frowning when he saw him.

"Why is this bald guy, Saitama, here to see Matt? What's their relationship? According to the information I have, the two of them don't seem to have any connection. Could there be some secret between them?"

"More importantly, I've been keeping watch here for some time. Aside from Saitama, everyone who's come to see Matt has been an ordinary person. So could Saitama be Translucent?"

"No, that doesn't make sense. If he were Translucent, wouldn't it be easier and more discreet to turn invisible before coming to see Matt?"

"This is strange. Saitama really doesn't seem like an ordinary person. Finding Tony Stark in a place like the Middle East and bringing him back safely definitely wasn't just luck."

"So Saitama is definitely more than meets the eye."

Coulson analyzed the situation with a frown. Could Saitama be Translucent? Coulson thought it was possible, but he didn't think it was very likely.

All in all, Coulson was getting a headache. He'd originally planned to let S.H.I.E.L.D. look into Saitama while investigating Tony Stark, and leave it at that. But now it seemed things weren't so simple.

"Use your connections and dig up every piece of information you can on that Asian man named Saitama. Then bring it to me," Coulson ordered his subordinate.

"Yes, sir!"

S.H.I.E.L.D. had considerable resources, so Coulson got his hands on all the information about Saitama in a very short time.

It was all laid out in meticulous detail: when Saitama first appeared in New York, how he moved in with Skye after saving her, how he liked buying discounted groceries at the supermarket, how he and Skye sold Tony Stark's business card to earn their first windfall, and how they eventually rescued Tony Stark before buying a house and a very high-end RV in Manhattan.

The information was all extremely detailed.

Yet Saitama's file was only two pages long. There was nothing else. Who had Saitama been before he appeared in New York? Where had he lived? Did he have any family or relatives? There was no information at all. It was as if Saitama hadn't existed in this world before showing up in New York.

Coulson frowned slightly. "Is this all the information you could find on Saitama?"

"Yes, sir. I used all of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s connections, but this is all we managed to dig up."

"Completely blank. Who exactly is this Saitama? He really isn't simple." Coulson turned his gaze back toward the law office, deep in thought.

While Coulson was investigating Saitama, Saitama had already followed Matt into his office.

"Saitama, why did you suddenly show up here?" Matt asked with a frown and a serious expression.

"Uh, I just wanted to let you know I moved. Skye said you should at least tell your friends when you move, so I thought about it. You're pretty much the only person I'd call a friend, so I came to see you." Saitama scratched his bald head.

"Moved? Did something happen? Did Kingpin find you, or did people from the government track you down?" Matt looked worried. That was what he'd been most concerned about.

"Huh? No. I rescued Mr. One Hundred Million Dollars, so I got a hundred million dollars. Then Skye took me to Manhattan to buy a house, so we're going to live there now. Hey, Matt, you have no idea how great the house we just bought in Manhattan is. It's huge, and the interior is really nice. The air conditioner, refrigerator, washing machine, and everything else are top of the line. And..." There was a hint of pride and excitement in Saitama's voice.

"...Mr. One Hundred Million Dollars?" Matt asked in surprise. He ignored Saitama's little boast.

"Yeah, Mr. One Hundred Million Dollars. You know, the guy who went missing before. Skye and I took the job, rescued him from the Middle East, and got a hundred million dollars."

"So the Mr. One Hundred Million Dollars you're talking about is actually Tony Stark?" Matt was taken aback.

"Yeah, I think that was his name." Saitama nodded.

"With your abilities, rescuing Tony Stark wouldn't have been difficult. Congratulations. You're a rich man now."

"Heh heh heh, here's the address of my new place. You can come visit whenever you like." Saitama handed Matt the address Skye had written down for him.

Matt took the slip of paper, looking a little helpless. His hearing was indeed sharp, and it could often take the place of his eyes, but reading a piece of paper was beyond him.

"I think you'd better read the address to me." Matt pointed to his eyes.

"Oh, I forgot you were blind."

"Sorry for being blind, then."

"It's okay, it's okay! I'll read it out. The address is Manhattan, XXX Street, XXX District, building XXX, apartment XXX."

"You bought a place there? Looks like you really made it. Congratulations."

"Thanks, thanks. Heh!"

"But you shouldn't have come to see me. Kingpin's people have been behaving themselves lately, but there's another group looking into you. They've even been watching me. I suspect they've been monitoring me around the clock, just waiting for you to show up. And here you are." Matt shook his head, looking helpless.

"Someone's watching you? Are they bad guys? Then I'll help you get rid of them."

"No, Saitama, don't. They're government agents, from some secret government agency. They're not like Kingpin."

"I don't really understand, but if that's what you say, then fine."