AN: Sorry for the late update, kinda busy recently…

Last chapter was meant to be a sneak peek of the mentality of the strongest man on Nirn. You'll get more about his perspective later. Not this chapter, though. This chapter will be about Saitama.

p.s. Being a bard is NOT a hobby of his either. That is just what Delphine assumed, and Delphine is almost always wrong in this fic, so… Yeah, I will explain in later chapters, and put the reason in my author's note also (including why I chose that hobby and why I made him a bard).

What was happening in Dragonsreach did not concern Saitama, since the peace council held there was completely unbeknown to him. When the future fate of Skyrim was being decided in the tallest building of Whiterun with the Dragonborn – or most people believed so, the only interest of Saitama lied in, unsurprisingly, noodles.

Genos said he had read a book which contained a recipe for noodles.

While making noodles themselves could take some effort, Saitama figured they should try it

He had nothing to do anyway.

However, he did veto Genos' idea of finding the book in the College of Winterhold. Making noodles should not be as hard as curing vampirism!

In the end, they settled for cooking according to Genos' memory on the recipe.

The next problem they encountered was that they could not seem to find any flour in the Whiterun city.

All flour was possible used up by the people swarmed into the town, for whatever reason.

Discouraged, the two left the city.

Then, on the path outside of Whiterun, they noticed something – a building.

Not too far from the city, some distance past the stable, there was a small farm sprawling on the other side of the road. And beside the farm, a windmill stood, with its sails rotating slowly in the breeze.

Seeing the scenery reminded Saitama of something.

"Genos, they use windmill to make flour, right?" Saitama asked his student.

"Yes, sensei." Genos replied, before adding, "I have both read it on the books and seen it personally. So I can confirm that."

"Oh. That's good!" Saitama was suddenly exhilarated. "We should go ask the farmers if they have some flour."

"Great idea." Genos said as he trailed behind Saitama diligently.

Currently, there was no one tending the crops and the farm was practically empty, except for one cow and two chickens. So the farmer were probably inside their home.

Saitama increased his walking speed, and the two arrived in front of the farmhouse in no time. When Saitama was just about to knock on the door, Genos spoke up.

"Sensei, I detected something is approaching." Genos exclaimed, looking to his right.

Saitama followed Genos' eye movement and saw what the blond was talking about.

A giant, holding a giant club like all his kin did, was running towards their rough direction from distance.

Giants were quite a common sight in Skyrim, and Saitama did not find it surprising.

While the speed of a giant was quite fast for regular traveler, it was technically slow for something of that size. Saitama considered it slow as well.

And why did they run like that? Saitama wondered.

When a giant ran, it moved in a way like a mix between bouncing and lurching. Not a very efficient way to advance. Maybe it was due to their enormous weight?

It took quite a while for the giant to approach the farm, and Saitama decided to watch what it was going to do.

Giants were usually relatively unaggressive as long as there was not intruder in their territory. However, some would attack farmlands, for the farmers did not offer them cows as sacrifice, or for whatever reason giants have.

This was very likely one of those attacks.

The lone giant drew closer, heavy footsteps shaking the earth.

When the giant finally arrived before the two, it raised its weapon high, pointing towards the sky and ready to smack down.

Genos dodged aside.

Saitama yawned boredly.

At the time the club swinging towards where Saitama currently stood and Genos previously stayed, Genos launched a fireball at the giant's foot in hope of disrupting its balance, and Saitama threw his fist up.

Only one of the strikes landed solid.

The speed of the giant's wooden stick was too slow and the attack was interrupted midway by Saitama's punch, while Genos' spell went wide since the giant moved its position under the force of Saitama.

Not casting a second glance towards the giant, Saitama put his attention on something more severe – Genos' fire spell did not just completely missed the original target, but hit a chicken – just when a farmer appeared in the doorway of the farmhouse.

Farkas rubbed his eyes right after he spotted a shape looking a lot like a giant flew away from a farm and disappeared as it crashed into the other side of the mountains.

It was quite distant from the group he was in, and Farkas was not sure if he saw it correctly.

Most of all, he was quite certain that giants could not fly.

Then again, Farkas never considered himself a smart one.

"Aela, giants can't fly, can they?" Farkas asked the female Nord next to him.

"What are you talking about?" Aela frowned, incredulous, as if she just saw someone really stupid. "Of course they can't, icebrain. Is there any particular for that foolish question?"

"None of you saw that?" Farkas looked at his two female fellow warriors – Aela and Ria. "I think I just saw a giant flew over the mountains."

Ria shook her head, confused at the statement, while Aela did the same, but more in disdain.

"No, you misperceived it." Aela waved him off, dismissive. "Maybe you are just getting too excited about fighting a giant."

"Maybe…" Farkas supposed that was the only explanation, since he had never heard of a force that could make something as large as a giant soar that far. "It has been a long time since our last good battle. I can really use some right now."

"Then we should get moving." Aela lead the group forward. "The bounty letter says there is a giant frequently attacking the farmlands around the Whiterun City. We need to patrol the place to find where this giant locates, and take it down."

"Let's not waste any time." Farkas nodded, jogging behind Aela.

And Ria, the newest member of the Companions, fell in line.

The Companions were a faction of warriors based in a Nordic longhouse in Whiterun. They were essential soldiers for hire, taking contracts of both public and private. However, different from regular mercenaries, the Companions valued the bonds between each other, regarding themselves as close as siblings, and were obliged to fight their battles with honor. Moreover, to prevent infight between the Companions, they should never join any side in a war.

Therefore, at this time when the whole Whiterun City was unsettled by the affairs of civil war, these three Companions were hunting a giant.

This was also a test for the new member, Ria, to prove her honor.

However, before they could find any trace of the giant – except for the previous misreport from Farkas, they found another fight.

It was a fight involving two farmer and one warrior.

In fact, it was more like one of the farmer was attacking the other two men with an iron dagger, Farkas deduced.

The other farmer, a bald one, was simply dodging the blade with rather impressive speed while pushing the warrior aside.

It was indeed a strange sight.

Killing a chicken was a serious offense in Skyrim, that much Saitama knew, as he had seen several times an adventurer getting chased and attacked by an entire town after doing so.

He had never tried that personally, since he had no interest in fighting either a chicken or a group of civilians.

He never really understood the reason behind these phenomena either. What was so important about one chicken? It was not as if those animals were some sort of sacred beasts or something. People around the province ate chicken meat.

And now, Saitama was in this awkward position, where the owner of the chicken was trying to slash he and Genos with a dagger, and Genos looked ready to fight as well.

Maybe Genos was only attempting to intimidate the farmer, Saitama could not tell for sure. But he had no time to ask the spellsword, and was sure of one thing – they were not going to risk harming over a chicken.

So currently, Saitama was simultaneously avoiding the dagger from cutting up his clothes and shoving Genos aside so the blond would not cut up the farmer.

At least the action did not take much effort from Saitama. On a second thought, nothing happening these days did. Saitama was once again getting dispirited at his unchallenging life…

Idly, Saitama wondered he should keep acting like this until the farmer tired out or just grab Genos and make themselves scarce.

Or perhaps he should disarm the farmer?

Before Saitama could make up his mind, however, some people intruded.

One man and two women, all of whom well-armed with varies types of heavy armor, approached and pulled a stop next to the fighting band – almost injected between them, actually.

The farmer, noticing the imposing newly-come warriors, finally halted his sluggish hacking and stepped back.

The three Companions decided to intervene in this ridiculous scene.

"What is going on here?" Aela asked the two farmers and one warrior, most likely a spellsword.

"They killed my chicken!" One of the farmer who was holding a dagger exclaimed.

"They what?" Farkas frowned in disbelief.

The reason for this fight was that those two men killed a chicken?

Aela scowled with distaste, while Ria squinted quizzically.

Was the man saying what they thought he was saying?

"I said, they killed my chicken!" The farmer repeated himself. "With a fireball!"

This was preposterous.

Farkas was not sure these men were serious, and he looked around to see if there was anything that could confirm the statement.

Then he saw a dead chicken lying in the pan, with burnt marks on it as well.

So it was the truth.

When Farkas just about to scold these men, Aela beat him to it.

"How dare you kill someone else's chicken?" The huntress blurted out. "That is a valuable animal!"

Saitama felt the urge to facepalm himself when the newly arrived warriors drew their weapons over the death of the chicken.

That was just great… More people here to avenge the dead animal…

What was with this obsession about a chicken?

"It was an accident! Accident!" Saitama waved his arms. "That spell was aiming at a giant."

Genos also spoke, as if finally realizing his mistake. "Sensei, I am sorry to cause this trouble, and I will pay to compensate the loss of the chicken."

That actually calmed the hostility somewhat.

Well… at least it calmed the hostility of the warriors, who lowered their weapons slightly.

Or perhaps it distracted them, as they started to talk about a topic unrelated to chicken.

"Hold on. You saw a giant?" The same woman that spoke up before inquired. "When? Where did it go?"

"Uh… Just a moment ago." Saitama was glad this was not about the valuable animal anymore. But wasn't this subject change a bit too fast? "I'm not quite sure where it vanished to, though…"

That was the truth, since the death of the chicken had attracted all his attention at that moment.

Genos, on the other hand, did notice where.

"Sensei, I believe the giant disappeared over the hills." Genos provided helpfully.

"See? That's what I said." The male warrior claimed, overexcited. "I knew I didn't see it wrong."

"Fine." The woman shook her head, sighing. "Let go over the hills and check it out. "

Then the three warrior departed the site in a row, but did not forget to leave one final warning about slaying the animals of others being a serious crime.

Saitama blinked at the parting figures, unsure what to think of.

So these guys were not here for the chicken, but for the giant? Why would they want to find a dead giant?

Wait, did they knew the giant was already dead? If not, should he inform them about it?

Probably not.

If the giant was their pet or something, Saitama doubted he and Genos could pay for that loss. That would likely be more troublesome than this chicken incident.

Besides, the giant attacked them first, so those guys should not let such a dangerous creature running lose in the first place. Hence, Saitama concluded it was not his fault.

Now, with Saitama, Genos and the farmer being the only ones in the farm, it was time to settle the chicken business.

He simply hoped the situation would not grow drastic again.

The three Companions took the winding path around the mountainside, and they eventually found the giant near the Riverwood.

That was somewhat a long way from the farmlands with giant appearance.

And it looked like the giant had crashed into the mountain stones.

The deceased giant was, euphemistically speaking, lack of structural integrity. In other words, it was a smashed blood pulp of flesh and bones.

Farkas guessed it was the result of the crash.

Still, the question remained – how did the giant fly here?

At least the giant did not grow wings and such.

So perhaps this was caused by magic, since Farkas had not seen anything large enough to knock a giant flying back there.

Unfortunately, the Companions present did not know much about magic.

And it could be that some powerful mage casted a spell and threw the giant towards the sky. Or, though unlikely, the giant somehow gained the magic amplitude to help itself fly, but could not control the direction properly and collided into the boulder.

After the three took their time examining the surroundings and the carcass of the giant, they found that the evidences were inconclusive.

Maybe it was best to let the mystery be, for the solution completely eluded them.

Other than that, they also needed to find another trial for their new member, as the giant was apparently deader than a doornail.

AN: The first time I played Skyrim, I killed a chicken immediately after arriving at Riverwood. Then the whole town attacked…

Later, I looked up online, and found this is a rather common scenario in a first playthrough, isn't it…

Skyrim logic.