"By the way, King, where's the game console?"
Noticing that King was already getting cold feet, Josen deliberately changed the subject.
"Come on, get it out. We've still got a while before our late-night meal is ready, so let's play a round first."
At the mention of gaming, King steadied himself. His troubled expression vanished, and his back straightened.
"Ah, sure. It's in my other bag. I'll go get it."
Five minutes later.
The words "GAME OVER" appeared on the television. Josen sat stunned, unable to understand why, even after entering "Spider-Time," he still couldn't break the merciless combo from King's character.
Was this what they called talent?
"Stop, stop! You're beating this poor kid into the ground."
His character screamed and collapsed. Josen set down his controller in frustration. "I've got a very clear idea of your strength now, King. I'll leave challenging you to Saitama from now on."
Seeing Josen concede, King, who had been looking miserable all this time, showed a faint smile. "Hehe, gaming really is one of the few things I'm good at."
"Hey, hey, heeey! Seafood hot pot coming through~"
Just then, Saitama arrived carrying the hot pot. Quick on the draw, Josen used his Psychic Powers to cut the console's power, instantly replacing the defeat results on the television with a blue screen.
"All right, cut that last bit out of the broadcast. Let's go eat!"
King beamed. "Sure."
The television switched back to the free disaster channel. As the ingredients were brought to the table one after another, the living room quickly grew lively.
Josen used Psychic Power to suspend the ingredients that wouldn't fit on the coffee table in midair. "Saitama, is there any beer left in the fridge?"
Saitama got up and walked toward the fridge. "There should be? I