Eating Meat

"Uh, Skye, are you sure about this?" Saitama frowned as he looked at the business card Skye now held in her hand, a hint of disgust showing.

"Of course, I'm sure. I washed it clean, multiple times!" Skye held up the card.

The business card Saitama had thrown away had been retrieved. However, when Saitama discarded it, he'd tossed it directly into a pile of garbage, leaving the card reeking.

Normally, no one would want something that smelled like that. But if the item was very valuable, that would be another story. Clearly, a business card from Tony Stark was a very valuable item.

"But it looked disgusting before."

"That's all because you threw it away so carelessly."

"But you didn't tell me it was valuable before. Wait, is it really valuable?"

"Of course. It's Tony Stark's business card. While I don't particularly like Tony Stark as a person, I have to admit he's incredibly capable. Even just a business card can be exchanged for a lot of US dollars." As Skye spoke, a smile bloomed on her face again.

After washing and drying it over and over until it looked as good as new, Skye finally stopped. Looking at the almost pristine card, she even felt like kissing it, as it represented money. Who wouldn't love money? But thinking about how it looked when she picked it up from the garbage heap, Skye wisely stopped herself.

"So? How much can it be exchanged for?" Saitama's interest was piqued. In fact, Saitama was always very interested in anything related to money because he was so incredibly poor. As a hero for fun, he had no normal income, to the point where he had to find ways to save even on food. Therefore, if he could earn some money through legitimate means, Saitama would be very happy.

It was like getting a discount at the supermarket; saving money on purchases was something Saitama welcomed.

"Hmm, I think if I find the right buyer, someone might even pay a hundred thousand US dollars for it," Skye mused.

"One hundred thousand? How much meat can I eat with that? Hmm, that's quite a lot." Saitama rubbed his chin. He was calculating based on the currency values of his original world, where money was similar to Japanese Yen. A bowl of ramen could cost hundreds or even thousands of Yen. So, he thought the hundred thousand US dollars Skye mentioned was about the same as a hundred thousand Yen.

"How much meat can you eat? You really are..." Skye looked at Saitama speechlessly. Next, Skye began searching for a way to sell Tony Stark's business card.

Skye was a hacker, and a pretty good one at that. So, even though she didn't have any connections in the real world, she could easily find channels to fence items online. Well, it couldn't really be called fencing, since the origin of this business card was completely legitimate.

Holding her laptop, she rapidly typed on the keyboard. The sound of her typing was dense, like a downpour of rain.

Watching Skye's actions, Saitama leaned in, his usually vacant eyes showing a hint of admiration. "Skye, you're amazing. You type so fast! You must be great at games too."

Hearing Saitama's praise, Skye's lips curved upwards. "Of course. I'm a very skilled hacker. Games are also very simple for me."

"Hacker?" Saitama's eyes widened in surprise as he looked at Skye.

"That's right! Amazing, huh!"

"Um, what's a hacker?" Saitama scratched his head.

"..." Skye: "Are you kidding me?"

"No, I'm not. Hacker... I think I've heard of it, but it was a long time ago." Saitama tilted his head back, his gaze a little unfocused. After three years of training, he had become bald, and he had become stronger. But many unimportant things seemed to have been forgotten.

"Are you an alien? Or have you been living in the mountains all this time, not even knowing what a hacker is?" Skye turned back, staring at Saitama in bewilderment.

"Didn't I tell you? I used to live in Z City."

"..."

Skye decided not to dwell on this with Saitama. When he talked about these things, she couldn't understand him at all. The place names were so strange. She even suspected Saitama might have been living in a mental hospital all along, imagining things like Z City, heroes, and monsters.

In fact, if Saitama hadn't saved her, and if he hadn't acted a bit slow and seemingly mentally unstable but without doing anything extreme or inappropriate, she would have sent him to a mental hospital long ago.

Although Skye was a hacker, finding a buyer still required individual negotiations. After all, Tony Stark's business card wasn't like antique calligraphy or paintings with fixed values or liquidity. So, Skye still had a lot of work to do. However, she didn't mind this busywork at all. As long as she could make money, a little busyness was worth it, especially since she had just become independent and really needed the money.

Saitama sat beside her, watching Skye's fingers fly across the keyboard, typing things he didn't understand at all. Soon, Saitama lost interest and even felt a bit sleepy, nodding off in his seat. When Skye stretched her back, feeling a slight ache, she suddenly noticed Saitama, who seemed to have fallen asleep. She felt like she was about to explode with anger.

She was working herself to death to make money, and this guy Saitama was dozing off next to her. Even if Saitama had been sleeping on the sofa, it would have been better than sitting next to her and dozing off out of boredom.

"Hey, hey, hey! Wake up, wake up!" Skye nudged Saitama hard a couple of times.

"Huh?"

"What 'huh'? It's almost noon. Go buy us lunch."

"Okay!"

"Go?"

"I don't have any money!"

"...Here! Take this. Go buy two burgers for me. As for what you want to eat, this amount of money should be enough for you to have a meat meal." Although Skye's attitude seemed a bit harsh, the money she gave Saitama wasn't a small amount. Of course, this was also because a large sum of money would be arriving soon.

"Meat--" Saitama's eyes lit up.

Seeing Saitama's eyes gleam at the mention of meat, Skye suddenly felt sorry for him. How long had it been since this guy had eaten meat?