Bald Hero Saves the Day · The Divine Fruit's Ripening Phenomenon

Looking at the five people sprawled on the ground, coughing blood and covered in dirt.

Saitama fell silent for three seconds.

He set the huge roll of moss he had been carrying on his shoulder down on the ground.

Then he carefully placed the aloe vera tucked under his arm, the carrots in his pockets, and the water bottle filled with fish in his hand.

Only then did he slowly speak.

"So, in the time it took me to go back and dig up some moss..."

"You five got beaten back again by that glowing bug?"

The five of them flushed slightly.

How embarrassing.

Each of them had thumped their chests and claimed they could definitely win at full strength. Yet less than three minutes after heading out, they had been beaten so badly that they came crawling and rolling back—and had happened to be caught red-handed by the very person involved.

Gon coughed up some blood and scratched his head sheepishly. "It was too hard... I couldn't hurt it."

Killua wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stubbornly said, "The main problem was that it was too fast. Otherwise, I definitely could've shocked it."

Leorio lay sprawled on the ground, weakly saying, "Stop talking. I think I've broken another rib. Keep this up and someone's going to die."

Saitama sighed.

He knew it.

These brats bragged every day about how strong they were, but the moment things got serious, they all collapsed together.

He didn't ask any more questions. Losing was losing; he couldn't exactly leave them lying outside the door.

He walked over and, like carrying chicks by the scruff, grabbed Gon by the back of his collar with one hand and Killua by the back of his collar with the other. The two boys