𝗦𝗔𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗠𝗔.

╳ the rain drags 𝖳𝖧𝖤
𝖡𝖫𝖠𝖢𝖪 𝖲𝖴𝖭 ➟ 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻. 卍解
#𝗕𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗥𝗣 ——————

"Ruin?"

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‍*S ┈ Class Hero ﹑ Genos is on the scene.
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Although there's a sale at the grocery store today. I really can't miss that."

That way he could get away from this scantily clad cosplayer slash self help guru and hunker down with his manga for the night... Unless some monster showed up before then.

"Is that what you call it?"

He seemed exasperated, this conversation was beginning to drag on. His mind began to drift to other things that weren't so... Troublesome. Then again, what he had said had gone totally over her head, but maybe he should have expected that too.

"No, nothing like that. —

could have ever been started. He had unread manga and unplayed video games waiting for him back at his apartment in any case...

Besides, knowing what he knew about the tiny terror, he wasn't about to inflame the tensions between them any further than what had already been done.

"It's not like I even noticed you were here."

If he had, he probably would have gone to great lengths to avoid this confrontation before it —

What was she yapping about? Taking credit? He was the one who felled the monster after all.

"If it means that much to you, you can have the credit. He was a pushover anyways."

Not the least bit interested in getting into a verbal spar over who did what or why, he just gave it up without a fight. —

"Well, you're in my personal space and you're touching my cape. I didn't take you for a mugger."

Not that it really mattered in any case. Either way, it was immaterial. Flashy chicks weren't his style either.

"And no. I can't fly. Otherwise I would've flown outta here already."

"Yea, I'm a hero."

Deducing that couldn't have been that hard. However, her pinching and poking at this cape was just a bit more than uncomfortable, so he asked the only question he could think of with the straightest, most unreadable face—

"Are you hitting on me?"

"So you're like a self help guru? No thanks."

If there was one thing he didn't need, it was any sort of self help or therapy, whatever it was going to be called.

"Oh cool, your hair changed back."

// high-key need that

So few fights... Must... Power nap...

met, but something rattling in his brain told him that it was something troublesome.

"Well, it was nice seeing you. I better get going."

times before, he fell the Kaiju before it could do more harm, only realizing after the fact that the Tornado of Terror had actually been there first.

"Oh hey. Did you just sit there and watch while I took care of that monster?"

Oblivious as always, he could hardly recount the last time they had —

A Disaster Level Dragon Monster attacking Z-City just happened to appear close by to where he had conveniently been shopping. Seeing no reason not to help out, Saitama confronted the giant dragonoid lizard monster, unaware that @tornadodrop.bsky.social had already been there.

As with so many —

Ma'am, this is a Wendy's Drive Thru

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bsky.app/profile/amon...

Been on the moon. Can confirm it's not cheese.

// That Saiyan has a GUN

"It was either that or you're selling something."

A new Cosplay Cafe? Those weren't really his thing though... Maybe Genos would like it.

"So, what is it then?"