After listening to Saitama's advice, Genos shuddered and murmured to himself, "I understand..."
Saitama: "...Huh?"
(☉_☉)?
Feeling the completely suppressed strength and "ki" inside him, Genos's eyes only grew brighter. He murmured earnestly, "Teacher is pushing me...not to cling to my past accomplishments, but to broaden my horizons, settle down, and improve myself through every possible means!"
"I finally understand the painstaking care you and Mr. Josen have put into this, Teacher Saitama! I'll work twice as hard when I go to Master Bang's place!!"
With that, Genos, who had already finished wildly overinterpreting things, bowed deeply to Saitama. At a loss, Saitama scratched his head. Not knowing what to say, he could only keep smiling.
"As long as you're happy...no, I mean, do your best!"
"Yes! Teacher!!"
With his worries resolved, the young android bounded down the stairs, brimming with energy, to serve as the lonely old man's inflatable dol-no, free punching bag.
Watching his eldest disciple leave, Saitama let out a great sigh of relief. If their exchange had continued, he would no longer have known how to respond to this extremely earnest, studious young man!
He closed the door, only to hear synchronized calls from a running drill outside the window.
Saitama went to the balcony and looked down. It turned out that the second intake of trainees, who had just arrived at the base, had already completed their enrollment ceremony and begun a month of hellish special training!
"They're so energetic!" The sight rubbed off on Saitama, and he stretched, murmuring, "You really do need plenty of exercise to stay healthy. We should head out too, Rover!"
He took off his pajamas, revealing a powerful physique completely at odds with his face's strong-man art style. Calling for Rover, he changed into the blue tracksuit he wore