"Sensei." Genos said, cleaning the house like a good boy.
"Yeah?" Saitama asked, watching boring news.
"Have you heard about this book called 'Twilight'? I heard it was very popular fifteen years ago, despite being horrible."
"Really?" Saitama said, and began to read it. He didn't have it until now but logic was too scared of him, Saitama, THE REAL STRONGEST HERO, to say anything.
"Wait, Sensei! Don't read it!"
It was too late. He was already reading the book, sheer horrible energy assaulting his eyes, and...
He speed read the book in seconds and got to the part with over ten blank pages.
"Enough, you idiot! Shorten it to 2000 words or less!" He yelled, and put the book down.
"I told you the book was horrible." Genos said.
"Yeah. And the hero was so lame... What kind of loser passes out and loses her mind after her boyfriend leaves her? And what kind of a boyfriend sparkles and wants an underage girl? What a loser."
Edward appeared behind him. "What did you just say about me, you little baby? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Vampire Academy, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Werewolves, and I have over 3000000 confirmed blood-sucks. I am trained in bat warfare and I'm the top blood drinker in the entire vampire fanged forces. You are nothing to me but just another bloodbag. I will bite your neck with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fu-
Saitama punched Edward, and sparkly vampire blood broke through the window and splattered the streets of... their city.