Bald cape conjurer

"I am the legitimate son of the Chanyuan family, and the next head of the family is certain..."

Zenyuan Naoya stood by the bridge, raised his hand to tidy up his bangs with his index finger and middle finger, and continued: "My technique is inherited from the 'projection spell' of Zenyuan Zhibiren, the current Patriarch of the Zenyuan family. The time is divided into 24 parts, and the movement trajectory of the opponent is stipulated during this period. If the opponent makes a movement that is not specified by me, the body will be frozen and become something like a negative..."

"And in order to deal a heavy blow to the opponent while the opponent is frozen, looking at the entire magic world, the monks who have inherited the projection spell are among the fastest..."

Zenyuan Naoya took a contemptuous look at Saitama's bald head: "Papa won the title of 'the fastest magician except Gojo Satoru' in the magic world. And my speed is not much slower than Papa's. After all One generation is old, but young people like me are getting stronger..."

"That is to say, the person who can absolutely crush me in terms of speed is currently only Wujo Wu in the entire magic world."

Speaking of this, Zenyuan Naoya's lips curled into a cold smile, and his raised eyes looked at Saitama's face, trying to catch the panicked reaction from his face.

"Ah..." Saitama scratched his face with his index finger, rolled his dull eyes, and recalled, "Gojo Satoru isn't particularly fast, is he?"

"……what?"

The smile on Zenyuan Naoya's face froze.His complexion changed, his eyes widened, the whites of his eyes were quickly covered with bloodshot eyes, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled into a terrifying arc.

"What did you say?" he asked sullenly, "are you humiliating me?"

"Ah, no," Saitama stared straight at Zenin Naoya, "I just think so."

"Oh, really?"

Zenyuan Naoya stared at Saitama for a few seconds, then lowered slightly.

He let out a breath, and suddenly withdrew the terrifying expression just now, showing a smile like a spring breeze: "So that's the case? If you really think so, then there's nothing you can do about it."

Saitama was stunned for a moment, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "What, so you are so easy to talk? I thought you would definitely let me pay..."

"……but."

Zenyuan Naoya ignored Saitama's words, and continued on his own: "If Gojo Satoru is not fast in your eyes, then I must be nothing."

"For example."

The railing beside the bridge suddenly became empty for a moment, and there was only a slight air current where Zenyuan Naoya stood just now, spreading out in all directions.

"like this."

Zenyuan Naoya's voice came.However, in just a few short words, each syllable comes from a different direction.

"What's going on?" Sisters Nanako and Mimiko turned pale with shock, their eyes widened and they looked around nervously, "Where is he? So fast, I can't see anything at all!"

"..." Saitama stood on the spot, his dull eyes turning around as if following something invisible.

A circle of small ripples suddenly bloomed on the calm river surface.

A blade of grass on the embankment suddenly fell.

Mimiko's long black hair fluttered slightly in the sudden breeze.

The airflow moved slightly, and the dust in the air changed the direction of floating in an instant.

"Saitama, I have already told you my spell." Zenin Naoya's voice rose and fell, making it impossible to find the direction of the sound. "After the spell is released, the effect of the spell will be greatly enhanced. Just Judging from the extent I disclosed just now, my top speed will become about 180~200 from the original.”

"But you don't even look down on Gojo Satoru's speed, and my speed now is a piece of cake for you, Saitama."

Zenyuan Naoya's voice carried a gloomy chill.Sisters Nanako and Mimiko involuntarily tightened their bodies subconsciously.

And Saitama stood there in a daze, looking from left to right: "Well, it's okay..."

As soon as this remark came out, it seemed that even the temperature of the air suddenly dropped a few degrees.

"...Heh, what a stubborn guy."

Chanyuan Naoya's voice suddenly became low.He obviously didn't intend to continue to taunt, but announced in a cold voice: "It's just a fourth level, so don't make any big talk."

"Can you catch my next move?"

The air was filled with Zenin Naoya's whispers.Saitama still stood there unresponsive.

Nanako broke out in a cold sweat and shouted at Saitama: "He's going to attack! Why are you still standing still? If you die, who else can we count on!"

"what?"

Saitama stared blankly at Nanako: "But I can see..."

Halfway through Saitama's words, the figure of Zenin Naoya finally appeared - that was to attack!

A figure in a kimono suddenly appeared above Saitama's head.Zenyuan Naoya's feet were empty in the air, and he was swaying in the air. He raised one hand in front of his body to maintain balance, and the other hand clenched into a fist, and he retracted it. He was about to punch Saitama's bald head. !

"……meet him."

Saitama didn't say the rest until now.At the same time, as if to prove that he could see Zenyuan Naoya's movement, he subconsciously stretched out his hand towards the top of his head.

"……what!?"

Chanyuan Naoya's pupils suddenly shrank to a point the size of a pinprick, and his eyes trembled violently.After a moment of astonishment, what reappeared on his face was an expression of gnashing teeth and extremely annoyed.

"Go to hell!"

Saitama's striking bald head mirrored Zenin Naoya's exasperated face.He clenched his fist with powerful spell power, and hit Saitama hard on the head!

However, when the fist was only a few millimeters away from Saitama's head, the bald head suddenly swung to the side.

"Eh?"

Zenyuan Naoya's eyes widened - he saw his fist slanted across Saitama's head, and then slid along the arc of that smooth head.

When he brushed Saitama's head, his fist and Saitama's bald hair made a "ziliu-" rubbing sound.

—Damn it, what happened to this head!Why is it so slippery!

However, Zenin Naoya, who had been staring at Saitama's bald head, didn't catch a glimpse of Saitama's raised hand aimed at him until then.

"what."

With the effect of gravity, Zenyuan Naoya's body fell down.And just when he finally noticed Saitama's hand, the hand wearing the red glove just hit his crotch which was striding forward.

At that moment, Saitama's hand first touched the loose kimono hakama, and then seemed to bump into some part of Zenyuan Naoya through the hakama.

"Hiss—" Nanako and Mimiko gasped after witnessing this scene.

"Ah, I forgot to put my hand back!" Saitama was taken aback, "Sorry!"

……

Zenyuan Naoya has a clear plan for his life.

He wants to become a master, become the head of the Buddhist monastery family, and become a high-ranking figure in the magic world.

Only men who worship him wholeheartedly and are recognized by him can work under him.And if women want to stay under his protection, they must learn how to be a good woman.

A tomboy like Zenin Maki is absolutely not allowed.Chanyuan Naozai thought to herself, she has too hot a temper and always wants to compete with men, she doesn't know how to be a good wife and mother, so she can only waste that pretty face.

The woman he fell in love with in Zenyuan Naoya, it's not impossible to act like a baby occasionally in trivial matters.But a woman must see her own position clearly in major matters, and usually as long as she follows a man beautifully and obediently.

In the future, he will probably marry several well-behaved women who come from a family of spells and have the opportunity to pass on powerful spells to their children.Among them, the one with the best family background is the wife, and the others are the concubine.Then he will let those women spread branches and leaves for the Chanyuan family and give birth to a group of children who can become the backbone of the Zenyuan family in the future.

——Of course, boys are the focus of training.For a girl, it is a good deal to use for marriage, and the resources exchanged can make the Chanyuan family stronger.

As long as you close your eyes, Zenyuan Naoya can imagine that scene——

His wife and concubines, dressed in furisode kimonos, were beautifully dressed and sat quietly behind him with their heads bowed.And a group of children they gave birth to was surrounding him, looking at him with reverence and love, and shouting in a crisp voice: "My lord father!"

However, at the moment when Saitama's fist touched his crotch, Zenin Naoya heard something shatter.

At that moment, the wife, concubines, and children who had imagined countless times in his mind suddenly put on white wings and slowly flew away from his side amidst the holy light and the sound of hymns...

his child—

……

"The one just now was a revolving lantern..."

Zenyuan Naoya's face suddenly turned pale.The severe pain from something important made him unable to use the spell anymore, and unable to maintain his balance, he fell heavily at Saitama's feet.

The elegant and clean kimono was stained with the mud by the river bank.Zenyuan Naoya's face turned pale, his hands subconsciously covered the painful part, and his body arched like a shrimp and trembled.

——Even Fuheshier, who went crazy during the briefing, did not cause him so much damage!

"Hey, um, are you okay?" Saitama bent down and asked.

"...It's so noisy, you fucking shut up, you bald man!"

Zenyuan Naoya gritted his teeth and growled, even unable to maintain the elegant and noble temperament of the Kyoto nobles.His pampered fair skin was covered with mud from the ground, his eye sockets were flushed with pain and shame, and he stared fiercely at Saitama, but there were still tears in his eyes.

"Even if you call me bald..."

Saitama's eyes shifted to the part that Zenyuan Naoya was covering with his hand, the sweat on his bald head became more and more, and he thought silently: Oh no, this guy won't ask me to pay for the medical expenses, right?All my property now is only [-] yen, so I can't afford to pay for it...

At this moment, the image of a lazy woman with smoking cessation candy in her mouth and dark circles under her eyes no less than that of a panda appeared in Saitama's mind.

"Let me take you to the treatment!" Saitama suggested, "That... family or something, the school doctor of the high school, she should be able to cure you with reversal or something!"

"..."

Are you talking about the home of Tokyo High School?If it's her who knows how to use the reversal technique, it's definitely possible...

Zenyuan Naoya gritted his teeth.

The legitimate son must never lose the ability to carry on the family line.The shame of using the power of Saitama, whom he regards as a thorn in his side, to heal, is instantly overcome by the desire to repair his body.

"Take me there..." He said tremblingly, clutching his crotch.

Hearing that Zenyuan Naoya agreed to his suggestion, Saitama breathed a sigh of relief, and then said solemnly: "Then it's a deal, and I will take you to the school doctor's office for treatment. Anyway, our school doctor's office does not charge medical fees. Then after you cure it, don't ask me for compensation!"

"..." Zenyuan Naoya's expression was distorted by the pain, but his eyes became unbelievable.

"Ah, by the way, just in case, let's sign a note before we go." Saitama suddenly slapped his hands again.

The bald head touched his body, stood up, turned his head and asked Nanako and Mimiko who had been standing aside, watching all this with shocked eyes: "Do you have any paper and pen?"

"...Yes, yes..."

Mimiko carefully took out a notebook and a pen from her skirt pocket, and handed them to Saitama.

"Are you really going to help him?" Nanako asked in surprise, "He said just now that he wanted to kill you! Don't you want to repay him in the same way?"

"Ah?" Saitama scratched his head, "Well, I've heard this kind of thing too many times. It's nothing new."

"After all, heroic activities have been carried out all the time, and there must be a lot of resentment." He said calmly, "If everyone repays the same resentment, how can life go on."

"And no one beat me anyway."

After hearing Saitama's words, Nanako's expression froze slightly.

—she was right.Although this bald head has great strength, he has a rare kindness when facing the enemy.

Just when Saitama took the notebook and pen, and was scribbling with distressed expressions, the sisters' eyes involuntarily slipped to Zenyuan Naoya, who was lying on the ground with his hands on his crotch and his back to them.

The two sisters looked at each other.

Zenyuan Naoya threatened them just now, saying that after killing Saitama, the two sisters will be dealt with next.

Now that Zenyuan Naoya has lost his ability to move, it is a good time to kill him.Even if the mobile phone and the doll are destroyed, even if it is attacked with ordinary magic power without spells, it may be possible...

Thinking of this, the two sisters subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and stretched out their hands towards Zenyuan Naoya——

"It's done!"

Saitama's voice made Nanako and Mimiko startled, and they immediately withdrew their hands.

When Saitama turned around, what he saw was the two of them standing upright in the same place.

"I'll give this back to you first."

Saitama tore off the written paper and handed the notebook to Nanako and Mimiko.

Then he put the note in front of Zenyuan Naoya, put the pen beside him, and happily said to Zenyuan Naoya: "Please sign your name! After signing this exemption agreement, I will take you to treatment!"

"..."

Zenyuan Naoya struggled to raise his head, and glanced at the paper.

——The son-in-law of his dignified Zenyuan family is facing a great crisis of cutting off his sons and grandchildren, resulting in no successors in the Zenyuan family, and this bald head is still playing tricks at this time...!

Zenyuan Naoya picked up the pen with great humiliation, and struggled to sign his name.

"Okay, that's all."

Saitama put away the note, then picked up Zenyuan Naoya and carried him on his shoulder.

"And then, there are you."

Saitama suddenly turned his head and looked at Nanako and Mimiko sisters, startling them: "Yes!"

"Looking for other people to kill or something, don't do it in the future." Saitama said, "Don't think about doing bad things, you are all at the age of students, you should study hard."

After the words fell, he bent his knees slightly, raised his arms behind him, and made a jumping motion. The white cloak behind him fluttered in the wind.

boom!

Hearing a loud noise on the flat ground, Saitama's figure suddenly pierced into the sky like a cannonball, with round after circle of circular sonic booms behind him, and his figure instantly turned into a small dot in the boundless blue sky.

The river embankment road surface where he was standing shattered at the moment he took off, and the deep lines separated the asphalt road surface, turning the smooth road into pieces of uneven mottled gravel.

The ground shook and cracked, causing Nanako and Mimiko to stand unsteadily, and the hurricane suddenly raised their skirts and long hair.Nanako's hair tie was torn apart by the wind, causing her blonde hair to fly loose.

"Woo--" the two sisters screamed, immediately held down their skirts, and subconsciously looked up.

In the clear sky, Saitama's figure has completely disappeared without a trace.Only the circular air wave left by him gradually spread in the air like an airplane cloud and never disappeared for a long time.

After more than ten seconds, the airflow generated by Saitama when he took off returned to calm.Nanako and Mimiko supported each other, staring at the broken ground with wide eyes.

This bald head——is too strong.

If it was him, maybe he could——

Thinking of what Saitama said before leaving, Nanako couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Unbeknownst to Saitama, they have done a lot of bad things and there is no going back.

"Our two sisters will definitely die in the end." Nanako murmured.

Born from sin, live with sin. The "monkeys" hurt them, and they hurt the "monkeys".

They never long for a good end for themselves, they only hope to get back the body of their favorite family members before they die, as long as this is enough.

the other side.

After some remodeling, Genos, with brand new components installed, walks on the boulevard of the high school.

The bionic skin that was damaged during the battle with Zenyuan Naoya two days ago has been replaced, and now Genos's face is smooth and delicate.His exposed arm parts are already different from the previous two days, the legs wrapped in trousers and the jet driving device on the back have also been further improved.

As a result of the modifications performed by Dr. Cusno, Genos' top speed has been doubled.

But as a price, Genos can only maintain the top speed for 3 minutes. If the enemy cannot be dealt with within 3 minutes, the power core will enter a partial working state due to overheating, and his combat power will be weakened accordingly.

However, with the super high speed and the large firepower of the weapons loaded in the body, 3 minutes - enough.

The blond-haired reformer thought to himself, next time he meets Zenyuan Naoya, he will use this reformed body to kill him in one fell swoop, and never let him bring trouble to the teacher again——

Thinking of this, Genos pursed his lips.However, in the next second, his expression suddenly froze.

A high-speed movement reaction was detected on the college road, and the speed was even far faster than that Zenyuan Naoya and myself after two days of transformation!

Who the hell is that?

Sensing that the fast-moving creature was getting closer and closer to him, Genos's eyes suddenly locked on the opponent's coordinates, and he bent slightly, ready to face him.

nearer, nearer—

Finally, on the other side of the fork in front of him, a bald man galloping at high speed suddenly appeared.

Genos suddenly withdrew the incinerator facing forward, and shouted in amazement: "Mr. Saitama!"

Hearing the sound of "squeak——" the sole of the shoe rubbed against the ground, Saitama slammed on the brakes and stopped.The white cloak was raised high behind him, and then fell down again.

He looked back, with a somewhat surprised expression: "Oh, it's Genos! Have you returned from the transformation?"

"Yes, teacher." Janos nodded and said, "I detected a super-high-speed movement reaction just now, so it's the teacher, no wonder the speed is so fast."

At that moment, while thinking "It really is so", Genos felt a sense of loss in his heart at the same time.

Originally, he wanted to wait until he met Teacher Saitama, and use the highest speed he could achieve so far to compete with the teacher.But judging from the speed detected by Saitama just now, Genos knew that even if he used the current highest speed, he still couldn't even reach the teacher's heels.

Thinking of this, Genos looked up at the blue sky: "..."

For him, is Saitama-sensei's strength always like the sky, which cannot be touched no matter how hard he tries?

But at least, he can use this speed to break through himself again to do something for the teacher.

Genos quickly withdrew his thoughts.

Saitama was still standing there, and he walked quickly towards Saitama.

"Speaking of speed, sir."

Genos and Saitama walked side by side, and said as they walked: "After completing the transformation at Dr. Cusno, my speed has become twice as fast. If I meet that hairy head next time If you are a member of the regiment, you can definitely get rid of him completely and prevent him from disturbing the teacher's life..."

Having said that, Genos's expression changed, and he suddenly noticed something wrong with Saitama's expression.

"...Teacher?" He asked puzzled.

"Well, Genos," Saitama said with a drop of sweat on his head, "the one you mentioned with the hairball on his head is this guy..."

"Ah, his head is covered by a cloak..."

Saitama hurriedly straightened the cloak behind him, revealing the face of Zenin Naoya, who was tucked under his arm.

I saw Zenyuan Naoya's eyes turned white. I don't know if it was because of the pain in the buttocks or because he was caught by Saitama and flew at super high speed, and he had already fallen into a coma.It's just that the pile of super thick hair on the top of his head has fallen off and returned to its normal hairstyle, perhaps because of flying too fast.

"Hey——" Saitama stared blankly at the top of Zenin Naoya's head, "Is that thick thing real hair? I thought it was definitely fake..."

And when he saw Naoya, who was about to solve it, appeared with his eyes rolled, Genos also fell into a state of speechlessness: "...Teacher, just pretend that I didn't say anything just now."

In the end, the teacher solved that guy himself...

"It turns out that this guy is Zenyuan Naoya. Just now I was wondering why the teacher was walking around with a person under his arm." Genos was disappointed, but still asked curiously, "But teacher, why did you put the How about capturing this guy in a coma?"

"Because this guy said a lot of weird words, and then suddenly rushed towards me from a high place to attack, and I accidentally hit his vital part with my hand..."

Saitama looked away with some guilt: "Then I told him that as long as I sign the exemption agreement, I will bring him to a high school for treatment."

Genos was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized.

"I see!"

He clenched his right fist and tapped it on the palm of his left hand: "Because this guy always came to harass the teacher, it was too troublesome, so the teacher deliberately hit his buttocks while he was attacking, and then used the treatment as a bargaining chip to threaten him Stop harassing?"

"As long as this guy wants to heal his body, he has to agree to the conditions of the teacher... Attacking the buttocks or something is too despicable... No, it's too clever, Saitama-sensei! I learned this trick!"

While sighing, Genos took out his usual notebook from his pocket, pressed out the nib with a "click", and began to write in the notebook: "I'll write this down right away!"

"Hey," Saitama forced a few dry laughs, "Don't make it like that, make it seem like I'm going too far... Haha, ha."

"And don't write this in your notes, Genos," he stopped. "If someone finds your notes, it might become evidence against me."

"I see, teacher." Genos raised his eyebrows, stopped writing, and closed the notebook with a "snap", "Then I won't write, teacher. But I will always keep your teaching in mind. "

"No," Saitama said sweatingly, "you don't need to remember it, really. And anyway, after a year or so, you will forget this kind of thing..."

"No, my system has a storage function. As long as I save a certain memory, I can take it out and watch it at any time," Jeno said calmly, "so as long as I am not completely destroyed, the saved memory will never be destroyed. Forget it, teacher."

"Is that so?"

Saitama clasped Zenyuan Naoya with his arms, and his dull eyes like a stick figure first looked at Genos with a serious expression, and then fell on the notebook in his hand.

"...Then do you usually take Mao's notes?"