"That kid really works hard!"
Josen sighed in admiration, his gaze shifting several times between Bang's group and Garou before he vanished on the spot with the Body Flicker Technique.
The Training Ground behind the mountain.
Saitama watched Genos practice martial arts for a while, only to...
Get sleepy again.
"Ah..."
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Martial arts, that strange thing that required striking all sorts of poses while fighting, really wasn't for him.
Then he remembered that something seemed to be missing from around him. "Huh, where's Josen? Didn't he come with us?"
"Hey, kid!"
Atomic Samurai coldly called out to Saitama, who was looking everywhere for someone, his gaze decidedly hostile.
"Huh?"
Saitama lowered his head, looking down at the aloof swordsman sitting cross-legged on the ground beside him. "Are you talking to me, old guy?"
Shing-
A short distance away, Iaian and the other two, who were sparring with one another, jolted and froze in unison.
Master... why did he draw his sword again?! ×3
Old...
Old... guy!!!
Atomic Samurai's face visibly twisted as he muttered under his breath, "...Super Police is one thing, but how dare a small fry like you... how dare you do the same!!"
"Old guy, what did you say? Is something wrong with your throat?" Saitama frowned and picked his ear, then cupped a hand around it and strained to lean closer to Atomic Samurai. "Speak up. I can't hear you!"
Atomic Samurai: "..."
This time, Saitama's voice was plenty loud, so loud that all three disciples, who had stopped sparring nearby, heard him perfectly clearly.
"..." ×3
Oh no... this half-bald guy is in danger!
This guy managed to hit Master's taboo perfectly!
Ew, what a weird hairstyle. He's not handsome, so never mind!
"Hey, listen..."
Atomic Samurai grew eerily