The Assassin Who Broke Into the Wrong Room

Three men in black burst through the door.

They were covered in blood, their eyes red as beasts', poisoned daggers in their hands. Caught up in the bloodlust, they had gone to assassinate the Second Prince's guards next door, only to take the wrong floor and break into the wrong room.

The leader glanced around the room. He didn't care who was there; he raised his dagger and charged at Gon, who stood closest.

"Anyone in my way dies!"

Gon reacted instantly, sidestepping the dagger and driving a fist into the man's stomach.

The man grunted, flew backward into the wall, and passed out.

The second man lunged right behind him. Killua slipped behind him and chopped the back of his neck, dropping him to the floor.

In just two seconds, both assassins were out of the fight.

The third man didn't even look at his fallen companions. His eyes fixed on the box of cheese Saitama had left on the table, and he swung his dagger at it.

He was so far gone that he smashed whatever he saw.

Saitama sat in his chair and flicked a pebble.

It struck the man's wrist, sending his dagger clattering to the floor. Still carrying its momentum, the pebble slammed into his chest.

The man flew sideways as if hit by a truck and lodged in the opposite wall. Only his head stuck out, and he was completely unconscious.

The whole thing took less than five seconds.

Leorio hurried over with the Medical Kit, crouched to check the three men's pulses, and rolled his eyes.

"All three are out. Did you have to hit them that hard? We need one conscious to question."

"They were going to break Master's cheese." Standing beside Saitama, Genos swept his mechanical eyes over the three men.