[One Strike Man] Saijie Doujin Collection

Saitama turned his head and found a topic at random.

"Sonic Sonic?" Genos frowned as expected: "Who is it? This kind of name is similar to a headache."

"I don't know." Saitama replied dryly, no, he didn't care who this person was at all, he just wanted to divert Genos' attention, because he just stared at the other's lips endlessly, so he is now It's just a guilty conscience: "It just popped up suddenly and regarded me as an opponent and then disappeared."

"If the teacher finds it annoying, I'll kill him," Genos said.The opening and closing of that mouth was impossible to ignore.

"You're annoying enough!" Saitama said angrily, "Speaking of which, why are you here again? You're back, we don't know each other very well!"——Don't dangle in front of me, it always makes people It feels weird to pay attention unconsciously.

"Teacher, I must become stronger."

"Enough!!!" Saitama propped his face with black lines: "I'm suffering from a headache right now, you should go back today."——Please, really, I already feel too weird , staring at the boy's face endlessly.I beg you.

"Important question?" Janos widened his eyes in surprise: "What kind of problems can a person like Teacher encounter? Please tell me."

He actually stared at it more seriously, damn it, do you like to challenge other people's willpower so much?go away.Saitama broke down in his heart, and it didn't matter what he and Genos talked about next.

Saitama kissing Genos for the second time... well, he didn't expect such a development at all.At that time, Genos was fighting with him as a master and apprentice. God knows why he wanted to compete with Saitama. Of course, in Saitama's view, his bombardment was like a child throwing things in a temper tantrum, although it is impossible to hurt Seeing him, but when Genos kicked him with a flying leg, Saitama still couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

The legs are so long...

Although we have met naked in the locker room, Genos's body is made of metal, but I don't know why, which makes Saitama more concerned. Genos is transformed, so why can he eat?Rely on to provide energy?Are you charging?According to Genos, although his face is also mechanical, it is made according to the original appearance. The original flesh and blood Genos must also be very cute, right?

Genos was still firing energy cannons at the rock. He didn't know that Saitama had already circled behind him. Saitama pointed his shoulder with his finger, and then poked him with a finger when Genos turned back. On his face, there was a smile: "Okay, I won."

Genos didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and made another move, Saitama quickly dodged out of the way.

"Teacher, have you forgotten the rules? Don't show mercy..." Genos said stern words, but the expression on his face had nothing to do with fighting spirit or hostility, so Saitama shrugged his shoulders, since Jay If North wants to see it, let him see it.

The punch that could level the mountains and shatter the sky didn't hurt Genos at all. Saitama turned his fist to lift Genos's bangs, and then leaned over to kiss Genos' lips.Saitama swears that this matter is completely out of his control. It should be said that he did it without any reason or reason.

Genos stared at him blankly, wondering if it was because of Saitama's imposing punch just now, or because he was kissed by his Saitama teacher for no reason, Saitama turned around and pretended nothing happened, He strode forward and said in a deliberately indifferent tone: "I'm hungry, let's go."

Saitama knew that he shouldn't leave Genos standing still, but he really didn't know what expression he would have to face Genos other than changing the subject and leaving quickly.

Saitama kissed Genos for the third time... one morning.

To be honest, although Genos likes to do housework very much, and he looks good in cleaning the room in a pink apron, but his cooking skills are really average, maybe because of the precision of transforming people, he cooks every time It is necessary to strictly divide the cutting of vegetables and meat, the amount of seasoning, the angle of stir-frying and the number of times to swing the shovel as strictly as an experiment. Saitama feels very tired just watching from the side.So if it was Genos' turn to cook, he would definitely not choose to sit on the sidelines.

Genos put the dishes on the table in the same way, took out the rice with a bowl and a spoon, pressed it firmly into the bowl, and looked full of weight. While doing it, he said to Saitama in an orderly manner: "Today the supermarket is big Reduce the price, teacher, don’t forget to go together.”

Saitama poked his eyes out from the manga and stared at him, Genos... It's really strange, obviously he is a person who wants to become stronger, but he is always impatient in battle, likes to be careless, and often rushes out rashly and then kills him. He was damaged and tattered, but when he was doing housework at Saitama's house, he was not impatient to waste time. He had time to cook for Saitama, to do some special training, and let the doctor study a few more parts, no? better?

But Genos is here, wearing an apron, sitting like a hostess at home, holding a leaflet from the supermarket, frowning, calculating the price accurately, and copying the price and portion of the dish in the notebook from time to time. Is it so important?

"Teacher?" Genos found that Saitama didn't intend to move his chopsticks at all, so he couldn't help but raise his head, tilted his head and said, "Teacher, don't you want to eat? You can only go out after eating..."

He didn't finish his sentence, because Saitama suddenly came up and kissed his lips through the supermarket flyer.

Although it was premeditated this time, it was just touching, not to mention it was separated by the flyer, nothing, nothing... Saitama desperately hypnotized himself in his heart, after Genos took off the flyer stuck on his face, Saitama Haha pretended to be stupid and said, "Okay, okay, Genos, let's have dinner together."

"Yes..." Genos lowered his head, looking at the bowl thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.

The fourth time Saitama kissed Genos... was on the day the meteorite was shattered, he was mobbed and many people shouted for him to quit and stop being a hero.

Saitama doesn't really care about these remarks. For him, whether he becomes stronger or a hero, it's just an interest. It has nothing to do with honor or criticism, as long as he is satisfied.However, Genos rushed out to defend him, which made him feel a little happy. The other party's eyes seemed to say "I understand teacher", so Saitama nodded obediently: "Oh, really..."

Then go home.

Still, he didn't expect to hear Genos say that.

"I have never seen anyone better than Saitama-sensei."

"What's wrong with you? It's disgusting..."

"Even if I am not recognized by society, I will follow my teacher."

"I don't want that kind of thing." Said subconsciously, but still couldn't help it, Saitama walked towards Genos, leaned closer, hesitated, he thought that if Genos avoided at this time, he would It won't continue, after all, although this kind of kiss has been done several times, each time it is one-sided, and Genos has not responded every time.If Genos wants to refuse, even if Genos is a very dull person, then this time he should understand Saitama's meaning anyway.

Genos didn't move, but lowered his head, so Saitama put his arms around his neck.

This time, it was definitely not the kind of "kiss" that was lightly described by touching or passing through a piece of paper, but the real lips touching, lip to lip licking. Saitama hesitated to use his tongue, but finally chose to give up. He let go of his arm and patted Genos on the shoulder.Whether Genos knew the meaning of this move or not, Saitama thought, he was very happy.

Maybe that's enough.

The fifth time was on an ordinary afternoon, there were no strange people, no supermarket discounts, no housework to do, Saitama read the manga lazily with his arms in his arms, drowsy, Genos sat across from him and sorted out the notes .

The sun was so bright that Saitama felt like he was about to fall asleep with his pillow on his arm, maybe he really looked like he was already asleep.He could feel Genos coming, holding a thin blanket over him.

Is this going out?Saitama thought, because he enjoyed such a moment, he didn't open his eyes.

He felt his lips being touched, and it felt so familiar, it was... Genos's lips.

Genos is secretly kissing him, even though it's only "secretly" as Genos thinks, Saitama's brain is actually clear.

A warm current surged into his heart, and Saitama felt the heat on his face, Genos raised his head without doubt, looked at Saitama for a while, Saitama pretended to turn over in his sleep, hugged Genos, and pressed him in his arms .

"Old, teacher?" Genos called uneasily, but Saitama pretended to be asleep and ignored him.Genos hesitated for a moment, but also chose to hug Saitama's waist.So they fell asleep together in the sun, blankets, and a sweet and ridiculous atmosphere.

eighth short story

In the early morning, the alarm clock rang endlessly, Saitama stretched out his hand lazily, patted it off, then turned over and sat up neatly, stretching his waist.

"Huh? Why do I feel that the line of sight is a little low..." Thinking of this, Saitama jumped out of the bed, looked at the blue and white stripes of sleepiness that did not belong to him, and a sense of disobedience flooded deeply into his heart: This, no That's right.

In the early morning, the alarm clock rang, and Genos hugged the pillow and rubbed it hard. He was still immersed in sleep and didn't want to wake up at all, but Saitama rushed out from the back room, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and finally Stuttering and shouting: "Old, old, old, old, old