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Filler Chapter: Daily Life II

A Champion's Challenge

In Saitama's Apartment…

Uncertainty

Weirdly enough, was a feeling that Saitama liked experiencing. He found a strange comfort in things he did not know for sure, since most of the hunches he would make would be spot on. So to find himself feeling any sort of uncertainty was a welcomed one. What Saitama does when he does feel uncertainty however, is one of two things. One, he'll simply brush off that feeling as soon it came, without a care in the world, or two, he'll get down and dirty with the feeling, to try and fully understand what makes that feeling of uncertainty so uncertain. The list of things that remain uncertain in Saitama's mind could be counted on one hand, and the thing that was on Saitama's mind right now, could be counted on that list.

"What the hell is the purpose of making alarm clocks with virtual A.I. women in them?" Saitama said out loud in his living room, sitting on his couch, while watching his TV. A commercial came up advertising an A.I. assisted alarm clock that featured seven different women avatars, which made Saitama shake his head in utter disappointment. Voicing his curiosity out in the open, everyone in the apartment then raised their heads in response, to see what Saitama was on about, only to go back to what they were doing prior.

Genos was in the kitchen cooking up lunch, with Bang helping by handling the needed ingredients. Whereas King was sitting with Saitama, playing on one of his portable gaming systems.

"Yo Saitama-bro, those types of clocks are used by people that feel extremely lonely with their lives, the fact it's a cute woman is only a bonus for those people too. Still, I can't believe that there are people in this world that are so lonely, they are willing to buy their company!" King said with a laugh, followed by a Genos, raising an eyebrow from hearing this.

"But King, didn't you have a custom built one, stored with over 30 women avatars, in your pink knapsa-" Was all Genos could say, before King pulled out a controller from his pink knapsack, labeled: GENOS, and simply spun a joystick in a circular motion. This caused Genos to spin where he stood, with no control over his body at all. Genos would've knocked down the stew he was cooking, weren't for Bang not being there to protect it in it's place.

"KING!" Genos said in a huff, his face red with embarrassment. Bang only chuckled, seeing the cyborg move in such a way. Genos could only blush deeper, being made fun of, in front of the elderly hero.

King then turned his back towards Genos, holding up his index finger to his lips, to signal Genos that he should shut up when he was asked to. Although a bit steamed, Genos was forced to keep from talking to his Sensei. Saitama simply kept watching the TV, stilling wondering why people would buy such things. King then looked at Saitama, chucking as he saw him shake his head.

"C'mon Saitama-bro, you look like you want one of those things yourself!" King said with a laugh, pointing an index finger at Saitama, with Saitama only sighing at King.

"Dude, that clock is just too much for anybody, if you ask me. Man, when I was living alone, the only clock I had was the one that rung at the time I set it to, that's it. I didn't need the damn thing to talk to me. Sheesh, some people are way too lonely man." Saitama said with another sigh, truly wishing the best for people who had such clocks in their houses.

"But Sensei, you have me, don't you?" Genos interrupted, getting Bang to take over the lunch preparations. Saitama then looked up from the couch, and threw his attention over to Genos.

"Dude, this was way before you showed you up. I didn't need anyone to walk me up when I needed to get up, you know?" Saitama answered back with a deadpan face, Genos nodding his head approvingly, a certain light in his eyes that made Saitama sweat a little.

"Oh no…" Was all Saitama could say, before Genos came running up to him, a pen, and a notebook in his hand, with starry eyes. King could only rub the back of his neck, already used to Genos when he gets like this. Bang only laughed to himself again as he watched Genos, enjoying the life that always took place in Saitama's apartment.

"Yes! Yes indeed, Sensei! You never needed any assistance when it came to your previous life! Please Sensei, tell me your secrets about how to become a strong hero!" Genos yelled at Saitama with stars for eyes, already in [Dedicated Disciple Mode], unable to stop himself.

"It's called independency Genos! Now stop it with the sketches of me!" Saitama yelled at Genos, watching as Genos was sketching down his body in his little notebook for 5th time this week alone.

"Independency… Of course! Your teachings never cease to amaze me Sensei! I will follow you to the end of the world to learn all there is to this world!" Genos shouted with happiness, jotting down Saitama's words, word for word. Genos then looked up to see his Sensei with hand on his face, simply done with everything. King could be seen laughing out loud, watching as Genos drove Saitama insane.

"This wouldn't happen bro if just picked up more chick friends, heh." King reasoned out with another laugh, only getting Saitama to think about the alarm clocks again.

"I mean if you really wanted a girl to wake you up in the morning, why don't you just find a girlfriend! Don't put yourself so low on the bar! Like for shits sake, have some dignity man!" Saitama now yelling in the open air, his mind fresh on the alarm clocks.

"Saitama! Quiet yourself! There are others around, remember? Lunch is ready, so please sit at the table!" Bang said sternly to Saitama, having the nerve to scold him in his own apartment. Saitama could only stutter as he was yelling, looking at Bang with pleading eyes. Bang would always be kind towards Saitama, but he also knew when to be tough when the time called for it.

"But Bang!-" Saitama was about to say, before looking up, and seeing a Bang holding a pot of hot stew, ready to eat. Bang's face also told him that he wasn't going to listen to his nonsense either, so Saitama just sighed again. King then walked from the living room, towards the dining table, while Genos put down his notebook, little stars in his eyes as he walked. It was only a moment before Saitama then got up from the couch, and walked over towards the dining table, his stomach grumbling.

"At least I got real friends…" Saitama thought to himself with a small smile, sitting at his table, with everyone talking, and hot food about to be served. Yeah, nothing beats real people like this.

Hey guys, Chicken here! I came by throwing out a filler chapter this around!, sorry for the hassle, but I promise I'll be back soon. See you in the next one!