Gulp...
Someone in the monitoring room could not help swallowing, and murmurs gradually rose.
"Those physical test results are way beyond S-Class standards, aren't they?"
"Does a human like that really exist?"
"It's just that hairstyle... it's a little too distinctive!"
"You don't have to be so diplomatic. He does look a bit shabby."
"Mr. Sitch, I have an objection."
A young official with a buzz cut and glasses confidently raised his hand. His thoughts interrupted, Sitch glanced back at him and said, "Go ahead."
"The candidate named Saitama performed far too abnormally. I suspect he took some kind of banned drug, or the surveillance footage was sped up."
Light flashed across the young official's glasses as he calmly analyzed the situation. "I suggest a thorough investigation into that fellow's background. After all, someone who looks like that shouldn't possess the exceptional abilities displayed in the footage."
Once the young official finished, the discussion in the monitoring room immediately grew louder.
"He has a point!"
"Could the footage really have been faked?"
"Is that possible? We're watching live surveillance. Even the recorded footage is accessed through the internal network. There's no possibility of a leak!"
"Who knows? What if that person has a team of hackers behind him who outclass the technical department?"
Hearing most of the voices supporting his argument, the young official could not help curling his lips upward.
By this point in its development, the Hero Association had a complex internal structure and a large staff. For a newcomer like him to stand out among his peers and rise through the ranks, he needed to demonstrate sufficient value in front of the leadership. Only then...
"Enough!"
Bang...
Sitch slammed the communicator in his hand onto the workstation. The crash rang out like a thunderclap from