Jewel Flesh

Saitama's voice was very soft.

Yet it pulled all five people on the ground back to their senses.

Gon opened his mouth, but for a moment, he did not know what to ask first.

Should he ask why Saitama was dragging around a ten-thousand-meter beast?

Or should he ask why Saitama had appeared here?

In the end, countless words merged into a single sentence:

"Mr. Saitama... why are you here?"

Saitama scratched his head.

"Ah, I got flung away by an elephant earlier."

He pointed at the ordinary thousand-meter Regal Mammoth beside him.

"I flew pretty far and felt a little dizzy when I landed."

"After I woke up, I wanted to find my way back, but I ran into this big one on the way."

He patted the ten-thousand-meter beast's leg behind him again, his tone as casual as if he were talking about meeting a cat on the road.

"I thought it was the one that flung me, so I caught up and punched it, then dragged it here to make sure."

"Turns out I got it wrong."

After saying that, he even smiled apologetically.

The entire place fell silent.

Gon: "..."

Killua: "..."

Kurapika: "..."

Leorio: "..."

Genos: "... System rebooting..."

He had knocked out a ten-thousand-meter Primordial Mammoth and dragged it more than ten kilometers just to confirm whether it was the one that had flung him away.

And he had gotten it wrong.

Coming from Saitama's mouth, something like that somehow sounded perfectly reasonable.

Gon coughed and forcibly pulled the conversation back on track.

"Mr. Saitama, this smaller mammoth..."

He pointed at the thousand-meter Regal Mammoth's corpse.

"There's something very important inside its body."

Saitama tilted his head. "What is it?"

"Jewel Flesh."

Kurapika was the one who spoke.

He leaned against a pile of