On a bustling shopping street.
Saitama stood at an intersection, drenched in sweat, constantly looking around.
Everything nearby was peaceful.
He gradually began to feel uneasy.
I'm doomed! It's peaceful as hell today too! Not a single monster! At this rate, I'm going to get fired!
Baicang, hurry up and get over here!!
The pressure of work was too much. Saitama was so tense that even his invincible fists began to tremble.
Whoosh! Something sliced through the air.
"Hmm?"
Saitama immediately pinpointed the direction and caught the incoming kunai between just two fingers.
"Ah! You... you look familiar... what's your name?"
Seeing the long-haired man who had ambushed him, Saitama was initially a little surprised, but his expression quickly turned to confusion.
"...Who were you again?"
"My name is Speed-o'-Sound Sonic!"
Sonic was somewhat speechless at Saitama's "amnesia." He had clearly told him last time, yet he had already forgotten the name of his formidable rival.
Damn it!
How could I have lost so badly to someone like this?
Seeing Saitama rub his bald head as realization dawned on him,
Sonic's expression grew even colder, and intense killing intent radiated from his entire body.
"I finally found you. Today, I'm going to kill..."
"Sorry, I'm busy today. I don't have time to play with you."
With that, Saitama ignored the stunned Sonic, turned around, and walked away.
"You! You bastard..."
Sonic's face darkened as he snarled through gritted teeth, "Don't think you can run away from me!"
He immediately bent down, drew the long sword strapped behind him, and appeared above Saitama's left side in a flash step.
He swung his blade down.
Saitama was already utterly fed up with his weekly task, and now Sonic was harassing him and getting in his way.
His blood pressure had begun to