Mirai Sarutobi

"Damn it! Aren't you supposed to be dumb and unable to use Genjutsu? Why didn't my Genjutsu work on you?"

Mirai Sarutobi felt the cold touch of the fist against her forehead, then heard Saitama's words. Her face flushed bright red.

She truly could not understand it. Her Genjutsu had become very powerful under her mother's guidance, so why could she still not defeat Saitama?

His brain clearly could not learn Genjutsu, nor could it learn Ninjutsu.

They were already in their third year.

Mirai Sarutobi had lost to Saitama countless times during her first year.

She had thought she simply had not worked hard enough, and that things would be better by second year.

Yet when second year came and she faced Saitama again, she had learned plenty of Genjutsu, but it still did not work on him.

Now that they were in their third year, her Genjutsu was still useless.

Although the intelligence analysis taught at school suggested that he likely possessed immunity to Genjutsu, she still could not quite believe it.

How could Genjutsu immunity possibly exist in this world?

What would be the point of Genjutsu then?

"Haha, that? My dad said my stupidity suppresses Genjutsu. Ordinary Genjutsu doesn't work on me," Saitama said with a grin.

"You're already really impressive. You made me use a Normal Punch."

That made Mirai Sarutobi burn even redder.

What Normal Punch? Could a fist carrying that kind of gale-force wind really be called a Normal Punch?

Humiliation. Sooner or later, she would defeat Saitama.

If Genjutsu did not work, then she would use Ninjutsu. If Ninjutsu did not work, then Taijutsu.

Though Genjutsu was her specialty, her other skills were not weak either.

She would make defeating Saitama her goal.

Saitama looked at the flushed Mirai Sarutobi and slung