The Stone Giant's fist came crashing down with devastating force.
The pressure of its strike left everyone struggling to breathe. The ground split beneath it, sending shards of stone flying.
Gon looked up at the fist growing larger above him, his pupils shrinking.
He couldn't dodge it.
None of them could.
Just then—
A figure in yellow stepped out from behind the group.
He moved at an unhurried pace, as though out for a stroll.
Saitama.
He yawned, rubbed his eyes, then glanced up at the descending fist.
"Ah—" he drawled. "Too noisy."
Then he raised his right hand.
One casual punch.
No surge of Nen, no burst of power, no dramatic warning.
Just an ordinary punch, as casual as a greeting.
His fist tapped the Stone Giant's fist.
Thump.
A soft sound.
Like someone tapping a table.
Then—
A crack appeared in the Stone Giant's fist, right where Saitama had struck it.
It spread swiftly, branching like a spiderweb.
Across the fist, the wrist, the arm, the shoulder, the chest—then the entire body.
Crack—crack—crack!
The cracks spread faster and faster. The Stone Giant's body began to break apart, piece by piece.
Chunks of stone fell from it like rain and struck the ground.
The glow in its red eyes rapidly faded.
It opened its mouth, trying to let out a roar, but no sound came.
Then its entire body disintegrated.
Crash!
The Stone Giant, over forty meters tall, collapsed like a small mountain. It shattered into countless stones that piled up on the ground as rubble.
Dust billowed everywhere.
When it settled, all that remained was a pile of rubble and a figure in yellow standing before it.
Saitama pulled back his fist, shook out his hand, then yawned again.
"Finally, some peace and quiet," he said.
Silence filled