Two People

"I'm back!" Saitama called out, a habit from his previous solitary life.

Thinking about it, Saitama used to live completely alone, with no neighbors even. It was strange that he'd always call out "I'm back" every time.

"Quick, give me the hamburgers. I'm starving." Skye, hearing Saitama's voice, immediately shouted.

"Here, these are the two hamburgers you wanted."

"Thanks. Wow, you bought so many, and they all look like meat? Alright, I'll share one hamburger with you, you can give me a bit of these."

"Huh?"

"You even bought a bag of French fries? Fine, I'll have some too, just a little bit."

"Hey, stop! Leave me the longest one at least."

"Why? Are long and short any different?"

"Of course, they're different. Shut up! I told you, that long French fry is mine."

"But I bought them with my money, so it's perfectly reasonable to say all this stuff is mine."

"Hmm, hehe, hehehe. Long and short French fries are really the same. If you like the long one, you can have it. Haha, hahaha!"

Saitama's stance changed incredibly fast, with absolutely no integrity. Well, what could you expect from a poor and ambitious man? Even though Saitama wanted to be a hero for fun, heroes still needed to eat. So, he had to compromise with his benefactor.

After a gluttonous feast, all the food they bought was devoured by the two of them in one go. Saitama slumped on the sofa, patting his round belly with a look of satisfaction. The only downside was the lack of tea. If he could have a cup of clear tea after the meal, it would be perfect.

In contrast to Saitama's satisfaction, Skye frowned, her face looking distressed. "Damn it, I ate too much. And all this high-calorie food. Oh god, I'm going to get fat. It's all your fault, why did you buy so much food?"

"I only bought it for myself. I only bought you two hamburgers. You snatched my food."

"If you hadn't bought it, how could I have snatched it? It's all your fault!"

"Hey, hey, hey, let's be reasonable."

"You have no money. All the food you bought was with my money, and you'll have to use my money for meals in the future too."

"Uh, hehe, hehehe. Um, that, this, hehe, hehehe..." Saitama was cornered and started to deflect.

Seeing Saitama like this, Skye's lips curved into a smile.

Skye suddenly realized that living with Saitama felt incredibly relaxed and happy. Clearly, Saitama was just a stranger to her before. Even though Saitama was her savior, helping him out, letting him stay in her house temporarily, and giving him some food should have been enough. Well, compared to saving her life, it was far from enough. But no matter what, Saitama was still a stranger, and she should have maintained a certain distance from him.

But after spending time with Saitama, she seemed to have completely lost her usual caution, which was not good. After all, her childhood experiences made her vigilant about many people and things, but with Saitama, all of that disappeared. It was unbelievable.

"Saitama, did you use some kind of trick on me?" Skye suddenly stared at Saitama and said.

"Huh?" Saitama took his eyes off the TV, blinked, and looked at Skye blankly, his gaze still carrying that unique dullness.

Seeing Saitama like this, Skye suddenly laughed. "It's nothing. I just wanted to tell you that I've found a buyer. Tomorrow, we can sell Tony Stark's business card."

"Oh." Saitama nodded blankly. "Um, I feel like it's not very good to sell someone's business card like this."

"But it's very valuable. Selling it means we won't have to worry about money for a long time," Skye said excitedly, looking very cheerful.

"I see. The person who gave me the card must be happy and willing to let us exchange it for money if they knew it could fetch so much." Saitama suddenly changed his tune.

Seeing Saitama change his tune like this, Skye couldn't help but laugh again. She really felt that although Saitama looked dull, especially with that bald head that looked comical, he always managed to bring a little joy.

"Besides, you're an undocumented immigrant, so we need money to buy you a Green Card. Damn Green Card, that also requires a lot of money." Thinking about the large expenditure ahead, Skye couldn't help but feel distressed again.

"Undocumented? Green Card?" Saitama blinked, completely unaware of what that concept meant. But since Skye said they had to do it, it seemed unavoidable, even if spending money might make Saitama feel pained.

After eating and resting for a while, Skye returned to her computer, while Saitama wanted to go out for a walk to get familiar with the surroundings. Especially, he needed to figure out where the nearby supermarkets were and when discounts would appear, as this was the most important thing. As for how large the surrounding area was? Well, at least it wasn't as big as America. Of course, if the situation required it, it could be a bit bigger than America.

"Hey, Saitama, you're not planning to go out like that, are you?" Skye hadn't thought much of it before, but now seeing Saitama still wearing that strange outfit and preparing to go out, she couldn't help but call out to him.

"Huh? Yeah!"

"Change your clothes! Are you going out in that outfit? Won't you be laughed at? Damn it, you must have been laughed at when you went to buy hamburgers earlier. It looks like I'll have to buy you some clothes!" Skye frowned, looking reluctant, but in reality, she was the one initiating buying clothes for Saitama.

"I think this is great. This is a Hero Suit that the clothing store owner specially made for me."

"But don't you think it's unfashionable?"

"Unfashionable? I don't think so?"

"...I don't care. At least buy a few sets of clothes to change into. You're not planning to wear this outfit at home, are you?"

"Is that so? But I don't have money."

"...Consider it a loan. You can pay me back when you earn money later." Skye rolled her eyes.

"Oh."

"Let's go."

"Huh?"

"To buy you clothes. I seriously doubt your taste. If I let you buy them yourself, you might end up buying this kind of unfashionable clothing again."

"Thank you, Skye!"

"I just don't want to see you walking around in clothes that are ridiculously unfashionable and ruin my aesthetic."