[One Strike Man] Saijie Doujin Collection

? "Through the crack of the door, Genos's eyes looked terrifying.

"Uh, I'm here to play games with Saitama." King swallowed quietly, and replied with trepidation.

"No, the teacher needs to—"

"I don't want anything!" Saitama slapped Genos away, shouting with veins on his forehead.

"Excuse me." Already accustomed to all kinds of weirdness between these two people, King pushed open the door and walked in: "I just bought a horror game, do you want to try it?"

"No, teacher, if the hair gets scared off—" Genos still didn't give up struggling under the pressure of Saitama.

"Human hair is not so fragile!" Saitama reprimanded Genos while pressing his wrist.

"How can teacher's hair be compared with ordinary human hair! Teacher's hair is a rare species that is endangered!"

"What do you mean?"

"Hey, is there any tea here?" King directly ignored the ambiguous posture of the two, and searched the room for traces of tea.

It's stressful.

King thought to himself, Genos must be by his side, it wasn't like this before, obviously Genos has never been interested in games, now with those two cold and fierce golden eyes staring at his back, King just feels restless.

I really envy Saitama's calmness, is he really a master?

"Well, Saitama, when did you wear a hat?" King finally thought of a topic.

"What do you want to do to the teacher's head?" Genos immediately raised his palm to point at the king, while staring at him covetously.

"...When I didn't ask..." King hesitated for a second: "By the way, I still have walnuts here, do you want some?"

"Have you brought walnuts? But there is no hammer at home..." Saitama said.

If I just crush the walnuts with my fingers and show it to the teacher, the teacher will definitely praise me.

Just when Genos was happily thinking to himself, Saitama clicked his tongue: "By the way, you don't need a hammer." Then, Saitama crushed the walnut with his own hands.

Janos felt extremely lost, and suddenly remembered his duty, and immediately stepped forward to stop him: "Teacher, you can't eat walnuts."

"Hey? Why?"

"Walnuts nourish the brain, the brain will absorb the nutrition of the hair, and the hair may fall..."

"I said you are really bored today! How about I want to eat it?" Saitama said, and was about to throw the walnut with shell and meat into his mouth. Genos caught Saitama in his arms in desperation Walnut fingers.

There was silence in the room.

King put away the game console in a low-key manner, stood up in a low-key manner, walked towards the door in a low-key manner, opened the door in a low-key manner, and ran away in a low-key manner: "I'm sorry, I saw everything just now, I don't know anything!! !"

"...Ha ha." Saitama's exclusive resentment face.

Saitama lay on the bed and found Genos kneeling upright beside the bed.

"What's wrong?" A bead of sweat appeared on Saitama's forehead.

"Teacher." Genos took out a ruler: "I need to record the length of the teacher's hair, just in case, for research."

"I'm so worried about you that I'm going bald." Saitama rolled his eyes towards the ceiling.

"Huh?" Genos was stunned, and immediately said nervously: "Is my behavior bothering the teacher? I'm very sorry, I will move out right away until the teacher's hair grows steadily. No, no, I can't leave the teacher Protect the hair alone, please allow me to protect it secretly, I..."

"Shut up and sleep." Saitama grabbed Genos' wrist and dragged him under the covers.

On the third day, Saitama's hair changed wonderfully.

Early in the morning, Saitama opened his eyes, and Genos' face appeared in his sight.

"Wow ah ah ah—" Startled for the second time, Saitama sat up suddenly and pushed Genos away: "What's wrong?"

"As expected of a teacher!" Genos said admiringly, staring at Saitama's head.

"what?"

In the mirror on the bathroom wall, Saitama's head and his new hairstyle are reflected. The hair in the middle of the head is still short, but the hair around it grows long and hangs down to his shoulders.

"Jenos, didn't you do this?" Saitama stared at the mirror, silent for three seconds, and asked calmly.

"No." Genos replied: "It's the teacher's hair that grows like this by itself. You really deserve to be a teacher!"

"This result has nothing to do with me!" Seriously frightened by his new look, Saitama grabbed the long hair on both sides and pulled it hard.

"Teacher, stop quickly, it finally grew out." Genos rushed forward and hugged him.

"It's hard work, didn't it grow out overnight?" Saitama shouted angrily.

"Teacher, I think it's just inevitable in the process of growing hair. According to online research, all people will have the illusion of 'so ugly' for a moment during the process of growing hair."

"It's really ugly, where is it an illusion?! Do you think you can boast about my hairstyle?"

"...Teacher, my hair was made by a doctor, so I don't quite understand..."

"Your expression has been exposed, don't play dumb for me!"

On the third day, the hair was already unstoppable. Not only did it all grow longer, but it also formed an airplane head automatically.

"Teacher..." Genos seemed disappointed.

"What's wrong?" Saitama looked at his hairstyle in the mirror, although it was still not right, but at least it was better than yesterday.

"Why does the teacher have the same hairstyle as a metal bat..."

"How do I know." Saitama replied casually, turning around to see Genos's depressed expression: "What kind of jealousy are you eating?"

"Because the teacher has the same hairstyle as the metal bat..."

"Enough! Cut it off!"

Genos' expression brightened instantly, and he showed no pity for the hair of the teacher who had been taking care of him in every possible way two days ago to be cut off.

"You are really complicated." Saitama stared at Genos and said.

Saitama sat obediently on the chair, Genos tied the pink apron around Saitama's neck as a temporary cleaning cloth, and then waved the scissors in his hands: "Teacher, can you have the same haircut as me?"

"Whatever." Saitama flipped through the comic book: "By the way, can you cut it out? Didn't the doctor help you make your hairstyle?"

"Although I'm a doctor, I've practiced..." Genos answered halfway, when an alarm sounded from the TV.

The weirdo showed up.Seems to be a very powerful weirdo, causing a lot of damage.

"Genos, let's deal with the weirdo first, and then deal with the hair when we come back." Saitama immediately threw away the book and apron, changed his clothes with one click and ran out.

"Teacher, wait for me!" Genos chased after him.

New Year's Day Qijie Bar Game

Ah, I don't know how many people here belong to Qijie Bar, but just in case, let me know, I opened a post in Qijie Bar called "[New Year's Day Celebration] Qijiewen decided by you ! ".

The main contents are summarized as follows:

I really want to make a Qijie’s orange light game, because I like Qijie, and I also like to play love strategy games (laughs), but I’m really too useless, I can’t do it, and I don’t have time to learn, so I can only play it directly The script is for everyone to play.

Please note:

For each branch option, please choose by yourself. No matter how many participants there are, no matter whether you can play or not, I will only post the follow-up direction based on the total number of votes before the deadline.

This work includes eight BadEndings, two HappyEndings, and one TrueEnd.

There are also OOXX plots, it depends on whether you can choose them (laughs)

The first post bar, if you are interested, Qijie friends who want to participate in the game for the first time can go to Qijie post bar to play and support the construction of the post bar.

Although it will be posted here, but it will wait until the game of Qi Jie is over.

No.20 Jiufen short story

Genos took the plate out of the sink, shook it, and passed it to Saitama who was beside him. Saitama took a rag to wipe off the water droplets on the plate, and then put it away.One person, one step is still a tacit understanding, and the housework really needs to cooperate with each other to go faster.

However, Saitama always feels uneasy.

"Teacher...?" He stretched out his hand again but got no response, and Genos turned his head strangely.

"Ah." Saitama's expression was serious, as if he was in deep thought.

"teacher?"

Saitama suddenly came back to his senses, showing an expression of enlightenment, and then he did a move that Genos did not expect: he clasped Genos' wrist, then put his hand under his nose and smelled it.

"Sure enough, it's because of the smell!" Saitama said.

"Teacher?" Because of Saitama's sudden movement, Genos was caught off guard, and the plate in his hand almost fell to the ground: "What is it...?"

"Huh?" Saitama seemed to have just realized what he had done just now, and immediately explained in a hurry: "Don't get me wrong, it's just a smell, which smells a little nice. By the way, it must be a detergent." He picked up the bottle of detergent and opened the lid While saying: "It must be the smell of this thing..."

No!

Saitama's face darkened after only smelling it.

Thinking that Janos' hands should only have touched things in the kitchen, Saitama started from various kitchen utensils, looking for the source of the smell.

"Teacher...?" Genos watched curiously as Saitama walked around the room.

"Damn it, it's not." Saitama stared at Genos after searching for nothing, "Could you be wearing perfume?"

"Perfume? I don't know how to wear that kind of thing." Genos said, suddenly stopped, a little suspicious.

Although it is not a perfume, it is true that when I was waiting for maintenance at the doctor's place, I had nothing to do and knocked over a bottle of unknown liquid in the laboratory