[One Strike Man] Saijie Doujin Collection

Yu scratched her head, as if she wanted to stop him but didn't know what to say, she just asked, "Are you going to eat?"

"Hmm." Undocumented sniffed, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Where's Mr. Genos?"

Saitama turned his back to him, looking forward, this is still a high-paced society with people coming and going, because there are no weirdos, because there is no need for heroes, this society is a little more strange to him.

"...He won't come again." Saitama moved his lips, as if answering the question of the undocumented knight, and as if talking to himself.

I don't know if it's an illusion of being undocumented, but he feels that Saitama's back looks very sad at this moment.

But in the next second, Saitama turned his head, and the expression on his face made the feeling that didn't suit him just now disappear without a trace. He seemed to be quite interested and asked, "Are you going to an izakaya?"

The inviter of the izakaya trip was actually KING.

When Saitama and the undocumented knight arrived, KING was already sitting at the bar, drinking several glasses, which were piled up on the table randomly, his eyes were red, and his face looked even more gloomy.Saitama and the undocumented knight sat on either side of KING, one on the left and the other on the right. King just tilted his head slightly and looked at them: "Saitama is here..." Turning his head: "Oh, is there any undocumented?"

"Yes." The undocumented knight nodded, and the faint excitement made him continue to say excitedly: "Has Mr. King seen the outside world? It's really very..."

"...It's really very troublesome." KING took over his conversation, but said words that made Wuzhi unexpected.

"Huh?" Undocumented for a moment.

KING lowered his head, looked at the wine glass in his hand, and said to himself: "That morning, the Heroes Association called to say that all the weirdos had disappeared. Although it was unbelievable, it was true, and the Heroes Association was disbanded. There is no need in the world anymore." Hero'. I was so taken aback, I thought I was dreaming or an April Fool's joke, and then I realized it was real." He grinned bitterly: "We are out of a job."

"Unemployed..." The undocumented knight was stunned. The great happiness made him dizzy from the very beginning, and he completely forgot to consider the meaning and consequences of world peace for the hero himself.

"I don't need heroes anymore. I have to find a job again, but I don't know what other interests I have besides playing games in the past few years. As soon as the Heroes Association was disbanded, my mailbox was filled with various job recommendations. But I originally accepted the title of 'hero' because I didn't know how to get in touch with society..." KING babbled, his voice gradually softened, he looked at the wine glass, the glass filled with clear liquid printed his With empty eyes, he suddenly said: "Today is my birthday."

"Ah! Hey? Health, happy birthday!" Hearing this sentence suddenly, the undocumented knight suddenly realized, did KING invite Saitama and the others because of their birthday?But he didn't prepare anything, so he said in a panic: "I'm very sorry, I didn't prepare anything. I should have asked clearly in advance..." He took a peek at Saitama, who was playing with a wine glass with great interest, It was as if he didn't hear what KING was saying at all.

"It doesn't matter. In previous years, I would receive a lot of gifts from fans on my birthday. To be honest, there are too many. I feel flattered and a little uneasy at the same time." KING waved his hand indifferently: "This year, the uneasiness is completely over—because I just got one email."

"..." Having never experienced such a gap, the undocumented knight didn't know what to say.

"And it's the email from my hometown urging me to go back for a blind date." KING smiled bitterly: "Why do you think so, if you don't have a career, at least you have to go back to your hometown to get married and have a baby?" He picked up the cup, raised his head and took a sip of the liquid inside And do.

"Mr. King, you're going to drink too much." The undocumented knight said with some embarrassment. In fact, this conversation made him feel very difficult, because he had never considered these issues.

"Thinking about it now, I'm right. I'm the most useless person in the Heroes' Association." KING said with a bit of drunkenness: "If you don't have a license and become a hero, you can try a bicycle racer. It goes without saying that Hell Fubuki Now, superpowers can be used anywhere, the martial arts of silver fangs can recruit students and keep fit, don't worry about masked sweetheart, even if you are not a hero, you can become a winner in life just by being a star... Saitama too, With such great strength, you must be welcomed by many jobs. You all have talents, but I... I'm just a liar."

"You can't say that," the undocumented knight couldn't figure it out: "Mr. KING is also very powerful, and he can also accept students or..."

"That's not the case. I don't want to talk about it anymore." KING grinned, as if he wanted to laugh, but couldn't.He stood up and picked up the clothes hanging on the back of the chair: "I have already paid the bill in advance, you drink slowly, sorry, let you listen to me complaining for so long." He paused, and said to himself: " Is the world peaceful?... Actually, it’s not bad, let’s celebrate.”

"Is it okay? Otherwise, I'll send you off..."

"No, in such a peaceful era, drunks will not encounter danger when they go home. When they are enduring the pain of not being a hero, occasionally they should also taste the joy of not needing a hero." KING said dully, stumbling Go to the door.

The undocumented knight worriedly watched KING's tall figure disappear outside the door. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. The great excitement of his dream becoming a reality seemed to be dissipating. Measures gradually filled his heart.

"How did that happen?"

Sitting next to him, Saitama, who had been silent all this time, suddenly sneezed loudly.

"It's so spicy." He blinked and said while looking at the wine glass in his hand.

No.60 Seven Short Stories

The day the Heroes' Association spokesperson announces on TV that all the weirdos are gone is out of the blue.

Because he was so shocked, Saitama didn't even notice Genos' reaction.

Next, he ran wildly around the city, looking for traces of strange people with his blood-red eyes wide open while running, as if the end of the world was coming, and the way to crack it was to find even one strange person.

However, no.

The eccentrics really disappeared just as the report said, with no reason or passage, and the city, and even the world, were unreasonably peaceful.

When he got home, Genos was gone, save for a broken plate on the floor.

Saitama circled around the fragments on the ground, as if thinking about Genos's mentality when he smashed the plate. Although the reincarnated man would be careless in battle, it was rare for him to miss when doing housework. Genos, did you hear the news with Saitama?What kind of mood is he in?

From that day on, Genos did not come again, and three days later, Saitama picked up the undocumented knight on the street.

"He won't come again." Saitama looked at the sky, the wind lifted his cloak, and his tone was as casual as ever.

For Genos, being strong is the purpose of everything he does.And Saitama understands this better than anyone.

Whether it's following Saitama, living in Saitama's house, going out with Saitama, STK Saitama's every move... These seemingly ambiguous actions have only one cold purpose in the end: to become stronger.

"Valentine's chocolate doesn't mean anything to me, rather, if it doesn't make me stronger, these things will only add to the sadness."

"Is the festival the reason why the teacher became stronger? If not, I don't think it is necessary to participate in it."

"What's the point of what I do if it doesn't make me stronger? I don't need to do it."

……

If it weren't for the doctor's insistence, eating and drinking would be rejected by Genos. The doctor insisted on adding human-like functions to him, which seemed gentle to outsiders, but cruel to Genos.

If these were really needed to prove that he was alive, then he would not have given up his mutilated body from the very beginning.Since the goal of revenge could not be achieved, Genos wished to lose everything, and used self-mutilation and self-sacrifice to appease his uneasy heart. The self-loathing of not wanting to live like a normal person was so strong that it even surpassed the power of emotion The point of carrying.

Has lost the qualifications to be a human being.

Genos imagined that he would become very strong. When he met a runaway robot and had a fierce battle with the opponent, he would blew himself up neatly and died with the evil like a tragic hero.

And Saitama imagined pulling out his fist and smashing the robot before Genos and the rampage robot died together, and rescued him like a comic hero, just like every fight since they met.

No, he doesn't have to think about it, because he's sure it's going to be like this.

The strength trained hard will of course become a reliance, so that all tragedies can be ended with a single punch, including the tragedy of Genos, of course.

But now everything is so unexpected.After all the weirdos and evils disappeared, the runaway robots naturally disappeared, and everything returned to a dumbfounding peace.For Saitama, it's not just that he lost his interest.

"My interest is to eliminate the weirdo, but the weirdo has disappeared. Is this the rhythm that makes me go out to find a job?"

If you lose your strength, you can start from the beginning and train again. As long as the monster is still there, as long as the target is still there, the heart will surge.