One Punch of Justice

Morning, Mr. Saitama.

Bacala got out of the car, took off her sunglasses, and faced Saitama with the most warm and charming smile.

But secretly, she was quietly watching...

Could this admiral be the revolutionary army?

If Master Tezolo guessed it, then the strength of the Revolutionary Army is too terrifying, and it has already extended its tentacles to the core of naval power...

She was looking at Saitama, and at the same time, Saitama was also looking at her.

After a long time, Saitama finally spoke:

Who are you?

...

Bacala had question marks all over her face, her smile froze there.

This bald head is intentional...

It must be on purpose!

There's no reason why you can't recognize it after only one night, and you haven't even changed your clothes!

Hehe, you really like to joke, Mr. Saitama.

Bacala was a little displeased, but on the surface she still didn't show any flaws, and she still smiled like a spring breeze: We just met last night, Bacala, my name is Bacala, you should have some impression, right?

No, totally forgot.

Saitama waved his hands with blank eyes, trotted twice and said: If there's nothing else, I'm going to run in the morning, goodbye.

Wait... wait a minute!

The repeated ignorance has already made Bacala very dissatisfied.

After hesitating for less than a second, Bacala immediately made up her mind to teach this arrogant bald man a little lesson!

I am the ability user of the fruit of luck!

As long as you have physical contact with the other party, you can absorb the other party's good luck for a certain period of time!

It is not yet determined whether he is an enemy or a friend, so let him take a little away first, let him reflect on it, and know what kind of attitude he should use to treat ladies in the future!

After thinking about it, Bacala took off her gloves, patted Saitama's shoulder pretending to be casual, and said with a smile: Then...please do your best...

In an instant, the ability is activated!

Luck is mysterious and mysterious, something that has no real existence.

But with the help of the power of the devil fruit, the invisible good luck can be transferred and grafted, which is really amazing!

But……

well!?

After waiting for a long time with her slender hand on Saitama's shoulder, Baccarat didn't have the feeling of successfully launching her previous ability.

what happened?

Ability failed? Or is this bald guy just plain unlucky?

After wondering for a long time, Bacala finally rejected the first conjecture.

My ability is omnipotent, and I have never failed anyone, so in other words, is it because this bald man is a humanoid self-propelled hell, so I can't draw his luck?

No wonder he lost 10 million playing slot machines last night...

What a sad guy.

Saitama looked at her with squinted eyes, and said inexplicably, That... can you take your hand away?

do not know why.

When Bacala saw the appearance of this bald salted fish, she became a little angry.

Even if I can't compare with Boa Hancock, the pirate queen who was once known as the most beautiful woman in the world, I am still a beauty, right? But what does this bald head mean? She ignored her own charm repeatedly, and even completely forgot about herself after only one night!

no!

He must be taught a lesson!

I must make you even more unlucky!

After thinking about it, Baccarat made up his mind, stretched out his hands, and embraced Saitama's arms, constantly increasing the area of ​​contact between the two bodies.

In this case, even if the other party is an unlucky ghost, he can somewhat absorb the last bit of his luck!

Originally Bacala was full of confidence.

But soon, the fruit ability without any feedback made her disappointed again.

It's already like this, isn't it?

Baccarat put her heart to one side, and directly pressed her whole body against Saitama's body. The soft and full touch was enough to make any man's heart skip a beat.

But Bacara, who put her ear on Saitama's chest, found it extremely unbelievable.

The heartbeat of this bald man...

There is no change at all!

How can this be!

Is he still a man! ?

Just when Bacala began to doubt life, wondering if she was actually an ugly monster.

Saitama, who had been looking down at her, suddenly moved.

He stretched out his hand, gently hugged Bacala by the waist, turned around and walked towards the hotel behind him.

finally!

Bacala's heart skipped a beat!

It seems that I am still attractive! This man finally couldn't pretend anymore!

Although he still can't attract his luck at all, but as long as he succumbs to his charm, with a few small tricks, he can easily control the highest combat power of the Navy Headquarters!

This feeling is really great...! ?

Before she finished thinking, Bacala suddenly felt her body sink.

Saitama hugged her, threw her into the trash can of the hotel, clapped his hands like salted fish, and then walked to the street.

Morning run, morning run.

With funny steps, Saitama disappeared in a flash.

Bacara's mind went blank!

I……

I was insulted by this! ?

Bakara's lips turned white with anger, and his whole body was trembling.

Gradually, countless white unknown gases swirled around her, and then flew into her body!

Because of extreme shame and anger, her lucky fruit successfully crossed the checkpoint and broke through the awakening!

Awakening a Devil Fruit is very difficult.

But as a lucky girl, even this aspect of her is a bit too lucky!

As if for granted.

In an instant, she had a deeper understanding of her fruit's abilities, and she also mastered more abilities!

Luck is just a concept. It is an illusory thing. It can be roughly understood as the favor of God. Once someone is no longer favored by God, he will continue to fall into trouble. If it gets worse and is hated by God, then It is not far from death!

There is no need to absorb the opponent's luck...

if only……

Let the world hate him!

The object of action has changed. This time, Baccarat's fruit ability has finally taken effect!

At this time, Saitama, who was jogging in the morning, seemed to have dropped a lot in the air around him!

Under his feet, a banana peel suddenly appeared, but the banana peel was crushed by his foot, and he ran over without noticing it.

But it's not over yet!

Before I ran two more steps, a few forks flew out of the restaurant that had just opened next door!

As a result, the dinner fork poked on Saitama's head, and it was directly twisted into weird shapes, and fell to the ground one after another.

Not long after, a storm suddenly blew up around Saitama out of thin air!

Countless street lamps, seats, and even the gold bricks on the ground were all blown into the sky!

But Saitama still ran in the morning calmly in the storm, completely ignoring the huge rotating wind force, and ran out of the storm area with ease!

Repeated failures seemed to anger something.

Suddenly the sky was dark!

A meteorite with a huge flame fell from the sky, hit Saitama directly, and slammed into Tezolo's golden giant ship!