"Good morning, Genos."
Josen waved in greeting.
"Good morning, Mr. Josen!" Little Genos bowed politely in return and set what he was carrying on the living room table. Just then, he spotted Saitama poking his head out of the bathroom, brushing his teeth with a mouth full of foam. "Good morning, Master Saitama!"
"Goo' mornin', Genosh... gargle, gargle... cough, cough, cough, cough!"
The consequence of forcing himself to speak was choking on his rinse water. Saitama ducked back inside and coughed violently.
Genos's expression changed. His thrusters fired at full power, whipping up a powerful gust as he instantly appeared behind Saitama. His steel palm patted Saitama's back with great gentleness.
Saitama finally caught his breath. "Ugh, I survived..."
Josen couldn't help facepalming, suddenly feeling that all those powerful monsters this guy had killed deserved better.
-What the hell even was the thing that killed you?!
Seeing that Saitama was all right, Genos breathed a sigh of relief and stepped out of the bathroom. "Master, Mr. Josen, I brought you breakfast on my way here. Please eat it while it's hot!"
"You even brought us breakfast? Oh, you shouldn't have."
Only then did the fully recovered Saitama smell the food. He swept past Genos like a gust of wind, grabbed a seaweed rice ball, and took a huge bite.
"Then I'll dig in!"
After a few chews, his listless, cartoonish face suddenly lit up with amazement!
(☉▽☉)
"This is delicious!"
Seeing Saitama eating with such relish, Josen put down his newspaper and stood up too.
He stretched and worked his joints, a continuous series of sharp pops crackling throughout his body.
A wisp of pale yellow energy escaped, outlining his body in a warm, bright glow.
-This energy...
Genos's built-in energy detector registered a fluctuation, but before it could finish