Here was what Saitama heard in Josen's suggestion-
No cooking + no washing dishes + free hot pot!
Key elements detected!
A gleam flashed in Saitama's eyes, and he agreed. "If we're going to the Association for dinner, I'm in!"
Saitama and Josen exchanged a look and found the same gleam sparkling in each other's eyes.
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Josen: It's not that I want to slack off. I just want to see what the Association's free hot pot tastes like!
Saitama: Same here!
Newly motivated, Saitama leaped up from the tatami. He had only just found his footing when his figure suddenly blurred.
Whoosh-
Less than a second later, he reappeared, already wearing his full classic default "Bald Caped Hero" costume.
As the saying went, you took on the color of the company you kept.
When people lived together long enough, their habits, catchphrases, eating speeds, and many other things subtly influenced one another.
For example, influenced by Saitama, Josen liked to flop down and laze around after work.
And Saitama's current changing speed, for instance, was also influenced by the lingering effects of Josen's recent return from the Dragon Ball World.
Josen's thinking was simple, too. While the fact that he was now a bottomless pit might no longer be a secret, he still couldn't do without an eating buddy.
Good brothers became bottomless pits together!
After the two left.
Lights suddenly came on upstairs in the empty apartment building.
A handsome fellow in a neat purple suit materialized on the couch, crossed his right leg over the other, and snapped his fingers like the Godfather.
Specks of light glittered where Saitama had been lying, and the "conceptual elements" that should have dissipated and returned to the world's origin condensed out of thin air.
They became white Fantasy Cards, obediently