A Hero for Fun

"I really didn't bring any money. Can I pay later?" Qin Yu said blankly.

"Get out!" Ailan froze for a moment, then snapped in exasperation.

As the person in charge here, she had already said everything she could as nicely as possible.

She had never expected this bald bastard to let it go in one ear and out the other.

He had not taken it to heart at all.

"No?" Qin Yu remained as stubborn as ever. Seeing her face turn livid, he showed no sign of leaving.

According to what Saitama himself said in the Original Work, he had a great worry—that his emotions were gradually fading.

Because of his overwhelming invincibility, he could feel neither fear, joy, tension, nor anger.

In becoming stronger, Saitama had lost some of the most important things a person possessed.

You!

Ailan choked on her anger, gritted her teeth, and shouted, "Someone—"

Bang!

The heavy tavern door was suddenly smashed open.

A cloaked figure immediately drew everyone's attention.

The figure staggered inside, and the black robe they wore was torn in many places.

Their filthy appearance made it obvious that they had been hunted down.

"I... I'll pay twenty million Beli for someone to protect me!"

The light, delicate voice carried an inexplicable note of urgency.

However, before anyone could respond, loud laughter abruptly rang out from outside the door.

"Hahaha! You little beauty, you really haven't traveled far from home before. In a den of thieves, you're offering money to pirates to protect you? If the wolves here see what you look like, they won't just take your money—they'll take you too!"

A burly man strode in through the doorway.

His muscles were like boulders, brimming with explosive power.

Combined with his height of over two meters and the grotesque, centipede-like scars