[One Strike Man] Saijie Doujin Collection

A period of strength, a period of persistence that will never admit defeat.But the problem is that the power is there, but the goal is gone.

Everything seems to go back to five years ago. At that time, Saitama was just a young man wearing a suit, holding a briefcase, and his eyes were dead. Becoming slim, still not sure whether to compromise with life or not.

Even if I think about compromising, I can't help but have a certain kind of pride, even in the face of death, I don't want to really make a compromise...

If you didn't meet weird people, if you didn't decide to become a hero with your interest, such a person would only become useless day by day, right?

Saitama still remembers the group of skinheads who protested for work, a group of young people who didn't want to work but tried to build an utopia with empty words, and thought that he was no different from them. One step at a time, they will only reach the same goal by different routes.

"Speaking of which, the reason why I became a hero in the first place was that I don't have to worry about work anymore..."

There was no Genos in the room, and it became extremely quiet. In the past, there would always be various sounds from Genos, such as doing housework, writing notes, checking the new hero ranking online, and comparing The sound of every special offer.

He walks around the house, and various sounds he inadvertently make remind Saitama that there is another person in the room.

Saitama doesn't want to watch the TV. Before Genos moved in, the TV was responsible for making a little sound in the empty room, and it could also bring new hope to Saitama: that is, a new weirdo appeared, and this weirdo might be very powerful and worth fighting. battle.

And now, TV doesn't represent that kind of surprise anymore.

Saitama lay on the bed, turned sideways, and closed his eyes.

For now, he hasn't thought of what to do.For now, he doesn't want to do anything.

At this moment there was a knock on the door.

Saitama sat up and said uncertainly, "Jenos?"

"Don't knock on the door, don't you have the key?..." Said in this tone as usual, Saitama opened the door and found that the person standing at the door was not a blond reformer, but an undocumented knight, holding a key in his hand. A bag of beer, with a shy and uneasy smile: "Did I bother you?"

"...Not really."

Everyone seems to have become more fond of alcohol these days.Saitama thought.

For KING, I prefer izakaya, which seems to have more atmosphere; Banggu has the hobbies of the elderly, and he likes shochu. He puts a small pot on the burning flame, pours warm water, and puts a few jade wines Put the bottle in and heat it up slowly, and then serve it with some side dishes; Fubuki doesn't pay much attention to the atmosphere and alcohol, and really just gets drunk for the sake of getting drunk. Because there are many people protecting and taking care of him, there will be no danger.

Now even the undocumented start liking beer?

When the beer can was opened, it made a "snap" sound, and then a small cloud of smoke came out from the opening. I got used to it, but thought the sound was quite pleasant.

The undocumented knight held the jar in his hand and played with it, showing a complicated expression, took a small sip, then put it down with a frown.

"Sure enough, I still can't like it." He frowned and smiled like that, as if not liking beer has become a mistake as a human being.

Saitama didn't answer.

Then he said to himself without a certificate: "I went to find a job today. Of course, I didn't find it..."

Haven't been looking for a job for too long.

The Heroes Association was disbanded, the heroes lost their jobs one after another, and the labor market suddenly became saturated. Of course, the Heroes Association is not responsible for this. Looking at the strange self in the full-length mirror without a license, wearing a black suit, taking off the hard hat, and messy hair. The doll was neatly combed and wearing glasses with a heavy and bewildered expression on her face, as if she had to attend a funeral as promised, but she didn't know who died.

Perhaps, it's a funeral about goals and interests, and every hero is a mourner.

The weirdo disappeared, the evil disappeared, the part about the goal pursued was directly declared dead, and the rest was all cold reality.

"I've been running around in the streets in vain for a long time, and I don't know what to do. I just thought that even if I can't find a job, I can take a walk with a different image. Then, I met Mr. Sweet Mask and was invited..." Wu The witness knight scratched his cheek and said.

Sweetheart Mask is still an actor. Although world peace has affected and lost him as a hero, his part as an actor is safe and sound.If struggle is part of progress, then peaceful human beings need entertainment to stimulate their hearts.

"Do you want to try to participate in the stunt show?" Sweetheart Mask said, because the undocumented rider probably knew the reason, his face looked haggard, and bloodshot eyes could be seen faintly: "Take it as a job temporarily, and you can earn a lot of money." Isn’t the rent pretty good too?”

"Ah, yes." Not good at evading other people's kindness, with a mood of giving it a try, he accepted the invitation without a certificate.

When I came to the TV station, I found that there are many "extras" here, all of whom are former heroes and now unemployed.

"Mr. Sweet Mask probably wants to do his best to provide some jobs. But I..."

can't do it.Before stepping onto the stage, the undocumented cyclist felt his hand shaking on the handlebar of his bicycle, and then the trembling spread to his legs.My head was in a mess, my face was full of blood, and my heart was beating fast.It is not the first time to appear in the public eye, nor is it the first time to face the camera and video camera, but it was definitely not in such a capacity at that time:

Why am I here What am I doing What am I going to do What's going on I'm so nervous Is what I'm doing right Is this what to say What should I do to move the bike What should I do to make the bike move Can't remember, can't remember, can't remember, can't remember, panic, panic, panic...

The undocumented knight used to be able to charge forward without hesitation when facing a monster that was a hundred times stronger than himself, but now facing a group of ordinary spectators, he became frightened. For the first time, the idea of ​​"wanting to escape" was unprecedented. clear.

The driving skills trained should not be used for performance...

But everyone wants to see...

I want to leave, it sucks, am I doing the right thing...

Don't be silly, you need this pay...

……

too ugly.

The undocumented knight suddenly understood that the unscrupulousness at that time was because he firmly believed that he was right to fight monsters, and the whole world recognized him as such.Once you get rid of these and lose support, you can't help but feel suspicious and unable to be brave.

No.60 Eight short stories

"Sorry, Genos, I did my best to search all the places with bioreactors, and I can only regret to tell you..."

"The weirdo has really disappeared, and of course the crazy robot has disappeared. The world is peaceful, and all the factors of instability have disappeared..."

"World peace is a good thing, doesn't it feel weird to stop looking for weirdos?"

"...Think about it carefully."

The doctor looked at him.

There was only the hum of the machine in the research institute. Genos sat there staring at the screen without moving. The lights were a bit dazzling, but he felt that he was in a dark place.

I was overwhelmed by an invisible force.

About the crazed robot... I'm going to pull it out anyway and smash it to pieces.

Doctor, this is our war.

This is also the only thing that I don't want the teacher to do.

When I lost my home, I almost collapsed, so I made up my mind to abandon my memory in time to protect myself. I thought that I might be sorry for my family, but if I avenge them, this behavior can be forgiven, right?

After all, abandoning them is not to escape, but to move forward better.

I have traveled through many cities and defeated many strange people, but I still feel that it is impossible to defeat the crazy robot. Maybe there is a doctor's warning, maybe there is the fear of being destroyed in the deepest part. Worry won't be broken either.

The teacher is the strongest, even stronger than a crazy robot, if you study with the teacher...

The hope of being able to endure daily life lies here, and it is easy to give up and forget.

The self-sacrifice that was once placating became a joke as the weirdo disappeared.

What reason should we continue to exist?Even if he dies, it is impossible to close his eyes willingly when the hatred is not exhausted and he is forced to fail.

There is no reason to live and no reason to die. It really has reached the worst point.

"By the way, why don't you go and see your teacher?" the doctor suggested.

"No, no need." There was no need to go, and the figure of Saitama rushing out of the door flashed in Genos' mind.

I'm afraid even the teacher can't do anything about it this time. After all, the teacher's power is only to defeat the monsters, and the disappearance of all the monsters is not the responsibility of the teacher.

Even if you go to the teacher, without the weird person as a connection, I am afraid that the life of the two people will only be talking to each other.

"Or take a look at what other people are doing... If possible, I would prefer you to pick up your books and go to a higher school to enroll, or be my assistant. It would be nice to specialize in the field of science..."

"You are only 19 years old, and you are only 23 years old after finishing college. The future is still very long..."

"Maybe your teacher is looking for a job too."

"Stop it, Doctor."

The disappearance of the weirdo is already dazed enough, if you really see the teacher looking for a job