Chuckling, Josen closed the spatial portal that had successfully connected to the Dark Dimension, then walked up to Saitama. Pressing his palms together, he apologized with the utmost sincerity, "Because of my experiment, I had to keep reversing time. Thanks for all your hard work today!!"
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"...Huh? Reversing time?"
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Hearing Josen's apology, Saitama fell silent for a while.
Suddenly learning about something as outrageous as reversing time was secondary. Mostly, he suddenly felt as though a great wrong had been avenged... no, as though his grievances had finally been redressed.
"So it really was you!!"
But for some reason, he suddenly found it hard to get angry.
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Since it was Josen, and he didn't do it on purpose, I'll let it go...
As for that dangerous-looking dark energy...
Well, this wasn't the first or second time Josen had developed some bizarre, dangerous energy!
If he was the one using it, there was nothing to worry about.
Just as Saitama was thinking this, a familiar, enticing aroma suddenly wafted into his nose and mouth.
"Huh, is that..."
He couldn't help sniffing hard a few times.
"...Hot pot?"
"Bingo! You got it!"
Grinning, Josen steered Saitama to one side.
Beside a huge slab of bluestone that could shelter them from the wind and rain, a roaring campfire had been lit at some point. A pot of boiling hot pot sat over it, the source of the spicy, savory fragrance drifting through the air.
Tables and chairs made from stumps and rocks surrounded the campfire, creating an appetizing scene with a camping atmosphere.
A purple figure in a sharp suit was pulling fresh, chilled hot pot ingredients from his pockets as though performing magic, arranging them neatly on a natural shelving unit made with Wood Release.
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