"All right. Today's round is over."

A young man straddled his bike. Today, just like every other day he had ridden around the city on his trusted Bicycle of Justice. After a hard day of work, he'd come back home with a satisfied smile on his face.

Though lately, there's a sudden increase of monsters sighting everywhere. He really wants to help, but with his strength as a mere C-class, he couldn't do much except buys time for the civilian to evacuate.

His grip on his bike's handle tighten. He knew that as a fact. It's been beaten into his body not a long time ago.

He keeps wheeling his bike as his lips twitched upward.

'You've done well. Nice Fight.'

Those simple words had rekindled his will to fight again. After all the things he had said in front of that many people, and still failed in the end. He was ready to give up on his hero career.

But then, HE came. Even though he was useless when it comes to a fight with a monster. He still got his uses.

Buying time until stronger heroes comes, evacuating civilians, helping in searching lost person. There are still many things he could do so the stronger heroes can focus on their battle. He just needs to fight his own battle.

"Yo! You are C-class Hero, Mumen Rider, Right?"

Mumen Rider lifts his face when he heard his name was called. He found a young man with white hair, probably around the same age as him. He has a confident smile on his face. He didn't know what a young man wants with him in the middle of a road though.

"You are correct. Is there anything I can help with?"

Maybe he is looking for help? He can't read his intention. The white-haired man's smile widens as if he finds something to be funny.

"HA! You can help me by being my stepping stone to become the strongest monster!" He said with an arrogant smile and pointed at him rudely. "I'm going to hunt you!"

Hunt? Mumen Rider is confused about what'd he means to hunt. Did he want to fight him? Why? The only thing he can think as to why is probably so he can boast it around that he beat a hero.

"Even if you beat me, I don't think your friends are going to be impressed." The white-haired man smiles drop. "As you know I'm just a C-class hero. I'm not that strong."

The white-haired man stared at him for a bit. Then he scoffed at him with a scowl on his face.

"Ha…? Friends? You think I'm doing this to impress some stupid nobody?" His scowl gone, and the arrogant smile returned to his face as he points at himself now with his thumb. "Everyone that dared to name themselves a hero in front of me will be killed on the spot. If that was you begging to be let off then I'm afraid you gotta try harder, mister hero!"

The man readied himself on a stand ready to lungs at him. Mumen Rider tensed his body as he prepares for the worst.

"There he is!"

The man stopped his attack and turns behind him to see the sound of the voice with Mumen Rider following.

"I finally found you! Now you are going to regret—!"

The burly man's wearing a tank top face caved in as it ate a fist directly to his nose.

Mumen Rider blinked, surprised as he found the young man that was about to attack him was suddenly across the street away from him.

'He's fast!'

"So, you've come for revenge, huh? Tanktop Vegetarian?" He sneered at the downed hero and then fixed his eyes to probably about a dozen of burly men with a tank top and some other accessories. The Tanktop Army. "Even though I let you cling on that pathetic life of yours? Hah! You're stupidly cute!"

Mumen Rider could feel an unusual aura coming out of the young man. Even though he is outnumbered his confidence didn't falter for a second. he even feels excited at the prospect of fighting those many heroes. Proved by how his lowering his body on a stance, fully prepared to pounce on them.

"All off your musclehead friend won't be going anywhere either. It's a massacre!"

The man pounced.

But he didn't get far forward as he was thrown plummeting backward away from the Tanktop Army. He managed to stop himself and look frantically for the culprit.

"Who's…?"

Soon the man found his answer as a hulking figure that makes every Tanktop Army looks like Mumen Rider stood there with his fist stretched out. Somehow smokes coming out of it.

"It seems you took good care of my subordinates."

Mumen Rider and the unknown man immediately know whom they're looking at.

S-class Rank 16, Tank Top Master.

Mumen Rider thought that the man will finally calm down when he's faced with one of the strongest heroes the association has to offer. Unfortunately, he thought wrong.

"Whoo-hoo! S-class! Nice! Finally, some big shot! Man, I'm hyped!" He didn't even lose his grin, it may be Mumen Rider's imagination, but it seems to widen even further.

Tank Top Master didn't pay the rambling man any mind as he raised his fist high behind him. With a twist of his waist he destroyed the pavement under him, the damage did not stop there, it reached to where the young man was sent flying making him lose his balance.

The next thing Mumen Rider know was the man sent flying once again. Blood rain down from the sky as the man spins in mid-air.

"Tank Top! Tackle!" Tank Top Master stops his sprint and looks up.

The Tank Top Army cheered for him thinking that the fight is over. But Tank Top Master keeps his vigilance. And it didn't betray him as he saw the man kills his momentum and right himself to the ground. The confident grin ever-presents on his face.

'Is he truly human?' Tank Top Master thought as he feels the seemingly unending animosity from the young man in front of him.

'It doesn't matter now

Tank Top Master keeps on dealing damage to the young man. All this time Mumen Rider had watched from the sideline as it looks like a problem between the Tank Top Army and this man only. So he had let it go.

What bothered him though was the behavior of the Tank Top Army. They jeered and mocked the young man as he keeps getting beat down by the S-class hero. He never interacts with any of the hero groups inside the hero association so he can't say that he knows about them. But if this is how those groups act, then he's not joining any group any time soon. Not that he ever intended to do that in the first place.

But this has gone long enough. The young man already received enough punishment as it is.

"Sorry, but this is the end!"

Without much of a thought, Mumen Ride moved right in the way of the punch from an S-class hero.

"Wait! Guh!" Even when Tank Top Master held himself at the last second, Mumen Rider felt like his face was hit by a full swing of a metal bat instead of a fist. But his anger managed to lessen the pain enough for him to give them a piece of his mind.

"Aren't you ashamed of yourselves!?" Everyone stopped and looked at him, "You, an S-class Hero, saying 'this is the end' to a human?" He then glared at the Tank Top Army that had stopped their cheers. "And you! You are heroes! Why are you encouraging beating down a civilian! Are you some kind of gangster!?"

Tank Top Master stayed silent. The young man keeps his head down, probably in pain. But the Tank Top Army gritted their teeth and fist, they barked back at him.

"It's his fault for messing with great heroes like us!"

"That's right! He needs to be taught a lesson to not mess with us!"

"He deserved this!"

A chorus of agreements flies at him. Mumen Rider can't believe what he's hearing right now. How can stupid heroes like this exist? He gritted his teeth ready to shot back. But it was their leader who stopped the argument.

"Stop it." Tank Top Army stopped and listen to their leader, while Mumen Rider stood up and clean his nose and face of the blood as much as he could. "It is as he said. I'm not wearing this Tank Top to hurt humans."

TTA lowered their head, some in shame and some because they don't want to upset their leader. Mumen Rider smiled at the reasonable S-class hero. His faith in good hero restored as the strongest of them also had a good heart to go along with it.

"Hey, you!" The young man lifts his face a little. "If you understand what you did wrong with this, never hurt anyone again, got it?"

"…I know…" The young man looks dejected as he walked away unsteadily. "I'm sorry for lashing out at you like that…" Only to turn around with veins popping on his face. "Just kidding. I'm still going to kill all of you!"

A basketball-sized fist is inches away from his face as he turned around.

"That's what I thought."

It connected. When they all thought the young man was done for, it was Tank Top Master that falls to his knees. Blood spurting out of his nose. The young man's hand was pulled back in a swift motion like that of a stream of water.

"Ah… so I used it. I don't want to use this because it reminds me of that old man. Oh well, who cares, right?" The young man sneered and went for the attack at the fallen Tank Top Master.

"Hahh!"

He moves his head back in time as staff strikes past in front of his eyes. He found movement behind him and jumped then backflipped away gaining distance. Which was the right choice as dust flew everywhere from where he was standing. A few men and a girl in a suit were trying to hit him with various weapons.

He had heard somewhere about heroes grouping up and wear suits as some sort of identification. And it was only one group in the Hero Association that wears a black suit.

"Hoh, The Blizzard Group, huh?" He straightens his back and lets out a chuckle. "What are you small fries doing here? Looking for a chance to make a name for yourselves? Hah! How pointless. Desperately looking weak monster left and right for a chance to sell that 'We did something!' to gain popularity. What are you? Some kind of sales? Or are you an idol group?"

The Blizzard Group ignored him. The girl, Lily turned to Tank Top Master and the Tank Top Army.

"Be care full Tank Top Master, He's Garou. The Human that named himself a monster Hero Association gives subjugation orders to." Lily turns to Garou and tightens her grip on her three-section staff with sweat dripping down her cheek. "And worst of all, He's Silver Fang's disciple. The strongest, according to our data."

"I see." Tank Top Master wiped the blood out of his nose and stood up. "I'll take him on." He turns to his army. "You guys help the Blizzard Group, support them as well as you can. Don't underestimate him."

Garou watched in amusement as heroes suddenly held a meeting by themselves in the middle of a battle. Really, in the middle of a battle when there's a monster. Just what are they thinking?

'Just as I thought, these 'heroes' are garbage.'

"Oi! Are you done with the tea party? If you're not, then excuse me!"

Garou suddenly accelerated to them. Lily stood her ground and swing her weapon at him. Which he caught easily and yanked hard towards him.

Lily let out a yelp of surprise as she was pulled, she winced as she saw an upcoming fist to her face. The pain that she was waiting for didn't come as TTM fist sailed from above her head aiming at Garou's head.

Meanwhile, two of Blizzard Group flanked him from both sides. Sword and club aimed at his body.

'He's cornered!' Lily cheered in her head. Only to widen her eyes as she sees him doing something so ridiculous.

He pulled her more and put his other hand on her head as a platform and raises both of his legs to the air. Kicking the two Blizzard Group at his side on the way up, sending them flying. He then twists his body out of TTM fist. And with the momentum brings his knee to his jaw. Disorienting him.

When Lily tried to get back up, Garou kicked her out of the way and falls into the Flowing Water Rock Crushing fist.

"First is you, Big Guy!" Was the only thing TTM heard before an onslaught of fists hailed on him. Shutting down his nerves once again driving him to his knees.

He tried to stand up but it's useless. Garou was about to deliver the finishing blow but was interrupted by a group of TTA and the Blizzard Group jumping him at once. He smirked as he looked at their amateurish movement.

"Ha! Fine then! You cannon fodder will be first as your name entitled."

They didn't have a chance as he moved around them fluidly crushing their body and splattering blood everywhere.

Lily loss all blood on her face as her face turned deadly blue with her mouth agape. She reached into her breast pocket with a trembling hand. After fumbling about, she found her distress signal.

Garou noticed her movement and was about to intercept when TTM stood up behind him and charged at him.

"Garou!" His war cry was returned with a sneer.

"What are you shouting for? I can hear you just fine." He easily avoided TTM punch and buried his head into the concrete wall with his fist. Making cracks all over the wall. "Wait there, some kitten is trying to call for her mother."

Garou walked to Lily, but she already sent the distress signal. Hoping that Miss Fubuki will come in time. A small lining of hope that she holds close to her chest. A hope that Garou knows will not make it in time.

Garou raised Lily by her neck, choking her. Lily tried to struggle haplessly. But her wound hurts more than she thought.

"Well, what should I do with you?" He smirks at her with his hand wrapped around her neck. Lily could only whimper and desperately gulps as many breaths of air as she could.

"Justice Crash!"

A bike flew at Garou. Crashing on his back, and made him took a step forward to steady himself. he turns around and released Lily who was coughing on the ground.

"Stop right there!" Mumen Rider glared at him. His arms in front of him in some kind of a fighting stance. "This has gone far enough! Mumen Rider! Biker of Justice! I'm going to stop you!"

Garou raised an eyebrow at the low-rank hero in front of him. Filled with amusement and bewilderment. On how stupid this guy is.

"He~ so you are going to stop me?"

Garou smiled arrogantly and walked slowly to Mumen Rider. Mumen Rider stood his ground, and with a battle cry. He confronted the human monster.

Sorry, a bit late.

And I'm sorry but there won't be any promise on when the next chapter will be up as I'm focusing my attention on my new chance of a job. but rest assured that it'll be in a span of a week more or less.

With that said I tried to change how the confrontation of Garou, TTA, and Mumen Rider went. what do you think?

Anyway, thanks for reading. leaves any criticism and thoughts as always if any. and see you later :)