Chapter 9

Saitama didn't find himself sweating from the workout. Instead he just found himself relatively the same…. What was he freaking out about again?

The strange woman next to him was just wiping away some sweat with a towel. "That felt good." Her eyes widened a bit after saying that. "Oops! I didn't even introduce myself. My name is Polt. What's yours?"

"Saitama."

Polt grew a bit giddy and a wide smile appeared on her face, "Not many people can keep up with my workout, especially humans. I even think you were going a bit faster than me then you slowed down to match my pace."

"Is that so?" Saitama nonchalantly replied.

Saitama suddenly felt his hands being grasped and found his face looking into a starry eyed Polt.

"Do you want to be my workout partner?!"

Saitama could only raise a brow at this, but the starry eyed Polt would give no answers.

'Is this going to be another Genos?' Saitama wondered.

Well going by that logic she'll more than likely won't stop bothering him until he doesn't care anymore. So would it be better just to say yes and save some suffering later?

"Okay." Saitama indifferently said.

Saitama found himself embraced in a tight hug. Well relative to someone else, to him it was just a small hug.

"Alright! Let's get started!"

Saitama found himself raising a brow at this gesture and comment.

...

The duo found themselves at some sort of gym. Saitama kind of got a glimpse of the sign, Club K...something...Well it can't be Kake, even though it sounds delicious.

It just had your standard gym fare some lifts here, running mill there. There was also a few strange additions he's never seen, like a huge dumbbell that looks heavy, or that strange metal corner filled with small dents in the metal. Hopefully they don't break easily.

Surprisingly he was taken to an area filled with water. Now that's something you don't see in a gym... Polt had a beaming smile. What is she planning?

"Welcome to the water section! I have no idea what to call this little place, so just call it that for now! Here both human and liminal can practice exercises in the water. There's a lot of things that still haven't come in yet, but I hope to accommodate for everyone's preferences!"

"That sounds hard." Saitama stated his mind.

"It's a lot easier than you would think."

Saitama shrugged.

"Since we already worked out our muscles on land, we'll try to work out in the water and see how that goes!"

Saitama nodded, not necessarily sure why one would need to workout in water. Honestly he hasn't fought many water creatures in their own territory. They always seem to invade the lands.

"Hang on I'll be right back!" Polt walked off to find a change of attire.

Saitama mindlessly wandered towards the area filled with water and crouched down. He gave the water a small splash with his hands. It was surprisingly cold... Or was that regular indoor pool temperature?

"Alright, I'm ready!"

Saitama turned around to see Polt once again. She was a one piece swimsuit that was obviously tightening around her body. Tufts of fur were obviously protruding off of the swimsuit. The swimsuit also highlighted her curvaceous figure. Her legs looked plump, her sides looked tight, and her breasts looked ready to burst out of their tight prison.

Absolutely none of that would matter to Saitama as he literally was just staring at her, waiting for her to say something else.

"Now I don't have any extra swimwear for men, sadly enough. So you'll just have to make due with what you have."

"Okay." This was Saitama's que to just take his shirt off.

As soon as Polt saw this a look of admiration appeared on her face. Plus Saitama could see a little blood come out of her nose.

"Hey. You're bleeding." He pointed out.

Polt got close to him rather quickly,"Those are amazing. It's just like the ones you see in bodybuilding ads."

Polt maneuvered her hands onto Saitama's abs, she shivered feeling the hardness of it.

(Should I Ship this or not cuz i'm leaning towards shipping it)

Saitama could only raise a brow at this behavior. Is there still something wrong with his body? Maybe this is a thing she does? He won't judge... If it doesn't get too uncomfortable.

"Perfect shape, perfect size..." Polt mumbled as she maneuvered her hand towards Saitama's pecs. She gave a small giggle at her own actions as she was starting to get lost in her own little world.

She suddenly shook her head and coughed, "Okay, we were going to start with simple back strokes."

"You're still bleeding."

...

Meanwhile back at the house Iara and Kali found themselves watching T.V.

The door was simply opened by a woman who usually is referred to as Ms. Smith. Okay she actually pick the locked, but that's not important. She only raised a brow as a certain bald man was missing.

Kali and Iara waved at the 'intruder.'

"Where's Saitama?"

They both shrugged their shoulders and continued on watching T.V Kali was snacking on some never ending chips.

Well she can kill some time until he gets back, her eyes did land on a coffee maker.

"Is this blood?" She noticed there was remnants of blood in the sink, but she didn't really care as there was some cheap coffee to be made. It's probably not important someone could've been bleeding and the sink was the best option.

"So... what's on?" Ms. Smith asked.

...

Saitama found himself wandering the streets of... Wherever he was. He just got done 'working out' with that Polt person. Emphasis on working out, because she wouldn't stop giving him a feel every time they stopped. He still wasn't sure if he should be uncomfortable or not. There was also times where he had to tell her to get her breasts off him. Well at least he was able to try new things.

Anyway he had his shirt back on and some wet pants, but that's okay as it was drying as he walked in the sun... What was he doing again?

He suddenly heard a small slew of laughter coming from an alleyway to his side. He simply turned to be met with some guy wearing a black hood, gathering some kind of energy around his hands... Er uh... skeleton hands.

"You there human."

Saitama pointed towards himself in confusion.

"For thousands of years I have laid dormant. Watching humanity struggle in their futile attempts to become gods. Now they think they control the world and don't fear death. You shall be one of the first victims to show why humans aren't on top of the world. I'll slaughter any of those who will try to stop me as I AM THE-"

Saitama simply punched the thing into nothingness. "Don't go slaughtering people for no reason." He proceeded to pick at his ears, "What's up with people who wants to kill humans so bad? They should really get a hobby."