A/N: Apologies for the lateness of this chapter! Next week I will be working for finals and I have a YouTube channel of the same name that has quite a medium sized fanbase so you can check that out if you want me talking about animes, censorship, localization, gaming news, and all of that. So let's continue!

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C04: An Internal Struggle

"My sister, older sister, she..." Fubuki said. "She was a psychic just like me. We were scientific experiments, and she's the one suffered the most. In result, she got a lot more powerful. She's now in S-Class and she's one of the best heroes out there."

"Oh that green-haired little brat?" Saitama said. "Well, I guess I can see why you're insecure."

Fubuki giggled. "Well, at least we can agree on something."

"I knew Tatsumaki. There was a funny event that I had with her." Saitama said. "There was a mission where she, Child Emperor, and Genos had to come into this fucked up Church. At first, it was easy peasy. Some generic hellish monsters appear on the place and all the three needed to do is to kill them all. However, the spawner was some form of a skull Necromancer and it corrupted Tatsumaki's brains. Thankfully since I was around, I saved her out of it, but she was too much of a brat to admit that I did."

Fubuki giggled. "So she did get herself into trouble."

"Yeah." Saitama said. "I guess that explains where you get your attitude from."

"Well, I don't know." Fubuki said. "It's running on the family."

"Wait, you said she's your older sister." Saitama said. "How is it that your older sister looked younger than you?"

"I don't know." Fubuki said. "She suffered from worse experiments than I did. Maybe her abilities also include decelerated age. My age did decelerate in some ways."

"I don't know." Saitama sat on the chair, crossing his arms. "For a 23 year old, you look pretty young."

"Young?" Fubuki said. "You mean younger than average or younger than most 23 year olds?"

"Well... just... young."

Saitama's smartphone rang. He picked it up to see that it was King who called.

"King just sent a warning." Saitama said. "If you're up for some actual action, I'll let you walk in first."

Fubuki was initially skeptical, but the way Saitama said action made her smile for a bit, not necessarily out of happiness, but out of bewilderment. Perhaps a little bit of action is going to clear her head out for this moment.

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Saitama went into the Northwestern Districts of Z-City. The Z-City residents at dusk were quite rampant as they came in from their normal homes. The problem right now is to figure out who the monster really is and what's been causing the trouble. Saitama and Fubuki arrived at the scene and figured out the real problem of this massacre: A giant grey werewolf.

The werewolf can be seen attacking a few civilians. It came into an outdoor café and started ransacking the tables. The civilians who were having a peaceful dinner in there started running away from the chaotic massacre. However, the werewolf was too quick. Some civilians actually got grabbed it. Thankfully, Fubuki was quick enough to use her telekinesis to throw a chair right at the creature. The creature got distracted and dropped the civilian down. The civilian ran away while the creature looked back at Fubuki.

"Come in here, you monster!" Fubuki shouted.

The werewolf roared and started marching towards Fubuki. She unleashed her first attack: throwing an empty car right towards the werewolf. The werewolf is knocked a few feet back, but it is able to regain its composure and charged itself to Fubuki once again. Fubuki decided that it's probably best to stop using blunt attacks and start using sharp objects. She took a lamp post, used her kinesis to chop off its edge creating a spear, and thrust it towards the werewolf.

The thrust was successful. The werewolf got stabbed right in the head. This werewolf didn't turn back into a human though like most werewolves do. Fubuki glanced over at the rotting corpse of said werewolf and took a breath that at least it was dealt with. She looked around for a while, only to find Saitama sitting on one of the café benches.

Fubuki groaned towards him, but Saitama shrugged it off.

"You're handling yourself very well." Saitama said. "I'm here just in case."

Saitama's phone rang. This time, he got a call from Genos.

"What's up?"

"Sensei, these werewolves are everywhere." Genos said. "Mumen and I are trying to deal with them. Just go a few blocks to the east and you'll find us."

A werewolf roar can be heard just right into the east. Saitama rose up from his seat and signaled Fubuki by nodding his head to the east. Fubuki complied and walked in with him to find the threats.

The two finally arrived in the location. It was the same park that Genos waited at when Saitama had groceries. It was quite surprising that Genos managed to hold his flame canons and not let the park to get burned into pieces. His brand new sonic canons are at least able to handle the situation without causing any fireworks display.

Mumen Rider was also on the scene. He has upgraded his normal bicycle to now be an actual motorcycle, equipped with sonic canons and... wait... he can ride a motorcycle? Did he actually have a license now? Saitama was baffled as well, but apparently it happened.

Regardless, he arrived at the scene by accelerating his motorcycle towards a werewolf. He shot it with the sonic canon. The werewolf is knocked back and fell down, but Mumen made a quick decision to take his Sword of Justice (with blades made of green fire) and slashed the monster out from between his legs all the way into his head, cutting him in half.

Mumen Rider braked his bike and turned around into another monster trying to attack civilians. He horn his bike in so that it paid its attention to him instead of the civilians. Saitama noticed that Mumen also had a different helmet and armor. The helmet covered all but his mouth. The outer ring was dark green metal, but his inner face was made of what appears to be crystal glass plus HUD displays. His armor was also improved. The old one was replaced now with metallic green, multi-layered carbon, capable of stopping even explosives plus incredibly light-weight.

"Whoa." Saitama said. "That's Mumen Rider?"

"One of the B-Class heroes?" Fubuki asked.

"No. He's a C-Class number 1." Saitama said. "Although he could be a B-Class using those. I never see him on this new rig."

"You've seen him before?"

"Seen him before? I trained him!"

Mumen managed to cut off a werewolf's head with his sword of justice. However, a werewolf managed to tackle him and propel him a few feet away. Mumen smashed a tree and lost grip of his sword. He woke up once again and found the werewolf charging right at him, but that's when he did what looked like some form of a downward chopping motion. The motion was enough to cut the werewolf into half, leaving tons and tons of blood everywhere.

"That's... incredible." Fubuki said. "How can you train him like that?"

"He started training about four months ago." Saitama said. "I gave him the advice on how to be me, and I watched his progress ever since. That's quite the progress he made there. He probably had at least 1/9 of my power by now."

"1/9?" Fubuki asked.

"Well, I became like this after three years of constant training." Saitama said. "Even then, he's quite powerful. Not necessarily one punch, but ten strong punches would get most of the job done."

"What's your training secret, anyway?"

"Sensei!"

Mumen Rider shouted, noticing Saitama in the distance. He ran all the way to Saitama.

Sensei. Fubuki thought. That's two people who referred to him as sensei. How can that be? Who is this man?

Mumen Rider took his helmet off by simply pressing a button. The helmet, instead of popping out of his head, retracted and folded into multiple forms until it formed some sort of a neck collar. The face revealed a very young man, probably on his teenage years, with spiky brown hair and round glasses.

"I got to say, you look quite different with that." Saitama said. "Where did you get those?"

"Well, the number of monsters in Z-City rises up. I can't always rely on your training and my bike. It's not a smart move to do." Mumen said. "When I was looking for you, I met Genos instead. I asked him for advice to get better tools and equipment, and he points me to his creator Dr. Stench. He gave me all this armor and he trained me how to ride a motorcycle. Surprisingly it wasn't that hard, but I needed a month to actually master it and a week to get a license for it."

Saitama giggled. "I'm glad you're making progress and upgrades to yourself. You're a great guy, Mumen. Genos and I helped you to be this way so that you can protect yourself out there. The world's getting more dangerous and I'd hate it if you be on the receiving end of that."

"Thank you, Sensei!" Mumen said. "Thanks for taking care of me."

The strange dynamic going on between the two caused Fubuki to stop and think about it herself. The relationship between someone in the lower rank and someone in the upper rank could go this incredibly well. Somehow, it made her to smile a bit and have a little bit of hope... well... as much as hope that someone like her can have.

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"I'm glad that those creatures are gone and no reported casualties." Genos said. "We don't really know where they came from, but I'm glad that we took care of it."

"Yes we did." Saitama said. "This entire werewolf problem is starting to make me hungry."

That's when Fubuki did the unexpected. The gang of Genos, Fubuki, Saitama, Genos, Mumen Rider, and King walked into a more silent part of the city and Fubuki's stomach growled like a dog.

Fubuki blushed. "I... I'm not hungry!"

Saitama circled his hand right on her shoulder. "Well, I'm glad that I'm not the only one! Let's get some sushi, shall we!"

"Hey, I know a good Sushi place around here." King said. "There's one on Block 943 just a few minutes from here. It's great stuff."

This is a strange feeling. Fubuki thought. The feeling of being accepted, the feeling of being an important part of something, how can this happen? I just met these people and yet I've felt a lot more to them than to. What should've been normal to me, it has been shaken. It has been changed into something different, a really... wonderful different. I don't know how to think about this. I don't know what to think about this.

Especially this mysterious bald man. Whoever he is, I'm not going to put my guard down. Not ever. Not even once. I'll be careful around you, Saitama.

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"Wake up."

Zombieman knocked on the steel door of the Hero Association Prison. It's built in a very secure lock up specifically made for humans that have caused many troubles. Sonic woke up from his bed on his jail outfit.

"Wake up." Zombieman said. "You've been asleep for like... five hours? And I have to wait here until you wake up. I don't know how many I've smoked and how many levels of Tetris I went through. Damn Child Emperor and his super addicting portable video games."

Sonic groaned. "I'm in... jail?" Sonic giggled. "You're well aware that a jail like this would never hold me up."

"We got experts this time." Zombieman said. "You went to our jail once. You're going to get in here again and again."

"Oh great." Sonic said. "What's the charge this time, officer?"

"That's not for me to say." Zombieman said. "You have a special guest for today, an official from the outside. She's coming, so let's go have some fun."

"Fun?" Sonic said. "Our last 'battle' wasn't exactly the kind that I describe as 'fun'."

"Fighting you is too boring." Zombieman said. "I'd rather trap you out with dirty tricks."

"Dirty tricks." Sonic scoffed. "At least you're way above the typical morons at the HA. What rank are you?"

"S." Zombieman said. "So I'm one of the biggest morons in this place and you're going to listen to the moron who captured an even bigger moron."

Sonic giggled.

"Oh, remember the promise that I made about this bald guy you were talking about?" Zombieman said. "Well, back then, I was just doing some wild mass guessing."

"Of course you were lying."

"Not exactly." Zombieman pulled out a picture. "Is this the guy you're looking for?"

Sonic glanced at the picture. He scoffed it out. "His skin is a hell of a lot lighter than him."

"Alright then." Zombieman said. "How about this?"

Sonic glanced at the picture once again, and that's where he snapped. Sonic's reaction went full on cold, but all Zombieman needed was that look on his face to confirm what he's looking for.

"So it's this guy." Zombieman said. "I'm surprised you're less terrified of Superalloy Blackluster and more terrified with... this. You're well aware that he's in B, right? And you know that I was joking about the cape? And yet by pure coincidence I find this guy."

The door opened, revealing someone that caused Zombieman to stop talking.

"Well, nice chatting with you." Zombieman said. "And that's rich coming from me. I'm not really the type of guy who talks. I only talk when I need to."

"Who gives a fuck?"

Zombieman scoffed and turned towards his superior. The superior spoke English instead of Japanese.

"Excellent work, Zombieman. I'm glad that you got our target."