"This is quite bothersome…" Pretending the sudden jump of absolute terror was part of a fight-ready stance King puffed up his chest and donned the look that made monsters flee without a fight, staring back at the intruder. "You can't just walk into someone else's home." His voice was steady and firm, the deep gravely tone concealing the shiver of dread. The intruder's expression barely shifted. Gulping down the feeling of uneasiness he tried the next bit of intimidation. Pulling rank. "Don't you know that I am an S-Class hero?" Smug and condescending. Sometimes thugs tried to approach him for a fight. It usually worked.

"I know. King, right?" Tilting his bald head the man nodded along, unimpressed, curious. Recognition struck a cord in King's memory. It… It's that guy. The B-Class who ordered tea at the meeting. "But I have to say I didn't think you'd be into this kind of game." He was at ease, if slightly confused by the character that was asking for a name input after the timed loop.

"Stoooop! No, no, no…" Panicked King forgot the intrusion in favour of protecting his hobby.

"Is it fun anyway?" Ignoring his frantic attempt and clear embarrassment he picked one of the many other boxes scattered around, chancing on a hack-and-slash. "Oh… this is an action game." And another. "Do you pilot robots in this one?"

"Yes. Yeah." Grasping at that lifeline King nodded and continued his campaigns of hiding it all. "I'm really into those action games. I thought this one was one too. Turnout out it was a dating sim. I bought the wrong game." Faked outrage in the middle of a very stiff acting, fear forgotten in favour of a deep crimson blush and hasty packing. "Well I have to turn off the power. They charge a lot for electricity, you know." Mumbling excuses he covered up all he could. "How embarrassing. A 29 year old buying a dating sim by mistake, can you imagine…"

"It says Doki Doki Sisters right on the cover." Flatly the intruder mentioned.

"Really?" King snatched the box away, turning his back, hunching over it as if devastated. "Here I thought it said Doki Doki Shooting Star!" Reinforcing his statement seemed the only way to salvage the situation. "The lied to me. I'll have to return this…"

"Show me this one then." He suggested, looking interesting, bringing King's panicked cover up to a deflated stop.

"Yes, right… that's how it should... Eh?" Blinking he took the box from the stranger's hand. "You want to try this game?"

"Is that a no? I thought you were bored." The guy shrugged, hands in pockets, glancing at the TV and controllers.

"No…" what is this B-class thinking? He shows no respect even though I am clearly older than him, the jerk… why is he here anyway?


A whim fuelled Saitama's to follow of the S-class hero when he failed to return to face the challenger. If someone stated to be that strong would just walk away from a fight why was that? A sign of boredom or lack of enthusiasm? Could it be that someone had grown too strong just as he had and... what? Would he find an answer, a kinship?

Of course he had heard about King on the news. And he knew a bit more about him through Mayu working in the catalogue with papers strewn everywhere with information about everybody and Genos discourse over strength, technique and ranking system and their war over the worthiness of the guy and the title of strongest while picking up and said papers and adding his own notes and auxiliary notebooks. Both disagreed with giving the moniker but while Mayu dismissed it as the association preserving its image and mystique, harmless publicity stunt she called it, Genos called for a justification and a competition to prove Sensei as the strongest.


King was hospitable after the initial shock, getting juices from the fridge and starting up the game Saitama had picked.

"Hey King you are really good at videogames." He noticed as the fight went on and the bot chosen by the S-class was upgraded into an unstoppable fighting machine, flashing and blasting through the levels with speed, ease and skill.

"Well… I've topped a few game tournaments when I was younger." King answered, suspending the pack by its straw, tiling the controller as he began a combo, glancing back slightly, frowning. Just how long is he gonna stay? Can't he leave already? Saitama, as he had introduced himself, seemed to be no threat after the initial shock had passed but he was really overstaying what little welcome an unexpected houseguest should be given.

"Wow you topped?" Impressed Saitama nodded, glancing out for a moment before returning to what had brought him there in the first place. "Not only are you strong in real life but also at videogames. So… why did you run away before?" King spat out juice, looking back, wide-eyed. "Genos is fighting in your place right now." The cyborg newcomer… wait… Fighting for him meant they had seen or knew that the robot had come for him and he had just…That it had not been the association calling for a sudden threat… "Aren't you super strong?" Saitama asked, his tone hopeful. "You're an S-Class hero right?" King looked down. Was that an accusation? "Why did you run away from a big robot?" A recrimination? Guilt was a big part of what he felt when praise came for those things but he never… "I came only to ask you that… But you started playing games. Is it because monsters bore you?" Confused by the sudden turn of the conversation King stared. "Have you become so strong that fighting is too much of a hassle for you?" Finally asking the question that had brought him across M-City Saitama waited. " Please. Please tell me."

Emergency evacuation. A giant bird has been sighted above M-City. Please do not go outsider. Disaster threat level Demon.

"Another alert…" Distracted by the sudden blaring of warnings Saitama stood, looking outside for an instant, sighing and looking back. "There's been a lot of them lately…" Picking up his bags Saitama looked at King that had once more hunched over the game. "What will you King? I'm going. Aren't you heading out as well?" No answer. Maybe that was an answer. About being too bored to fight. "I'll come back later. Saitama decided, failing to notice the massive toothed flying threat that flew towards them until the moment when its massive body slammed against the building, beak and claws sinking into the apartments.