"Wow! I totally wanted to meet you all!" a young man said with excitement on seeing all the heroes. "You're all so cool!"

"Thanks," Kamikaze nodded and minded Tacki in his lap.

"Sure," King chuckled. Kianna smiled softly and leaned into his chest.

"Eh…" Saitama sighed, but he gave a small nod. Mitsumi gave a beaming smile and scratched Overgrown Rover's belly when it rolled onto its back to get the tummy rubs better.

"Is that a monster?!" another recruit asked while pointing at the six-eyed monster dog. Mitsumi chuckled and cuddled it.

"It is! And it's such a cute puppy!" she giggled and got it to growl playfully in response. "Isn't that right? That's right! You're a cute puppy! Yes, you are!"

It growled, whined and rolled its tongue out at each response in such a way that even Saitama found himself laughing softly at it. Then he looked at the group of recruits with a blank gaze while saying, "Yeah. It's my dog. Mitsumi's my wife, and it likes her. As to why it's my dog, I punched it once and it decided to be with me. Smart decision, eh? And don't think of trying to attack it. It's dragon rank and would use you as a chew toy."

"That tiny thing?!" a third recruit scoffed. Wind Crane warbled a warning, but Saitama only sighed and looked at Overgrown Rover.

"Show them. Don't attack," he said.

"This may be happening quite a bit," Zenchu snorted.

"Yep," Garou agreed. The monster dog jumped down and stared at the group before growing in size. Then it tripled that size. It didn't get to full size and stature, but it did open its mouth to yawn and expose the massive fangs before snapping its jaws shut. It looked at Saitama with a small whine.

"You did good, doggy! Okay. Back to Mitsumi," Saitama said. Then he grimaced at the massive lick to his face done before it shrunk small to get his friends and family laughing. "If you do that every time…"

"So cute!" Mitsumi laughed and picked up the now tiny monster dog to snuggle it close. Tacki handed over a small towel for him to wipe off his face with. Tanktop Master was still chuckling over it.

"Lady Mitsumi, I was just informed by Genos to go to your mansion home. A room needs to destroyed?" Tsuruga asked on rising up to stand at his full height. Tanktop Girl was lifted to settle on his shoulders now and ready to help. The group of recruits gaped at the minotaur monster before being escorted away.

"Yes. Daiki can tell you which one. It's a possible torture chamber," Mitsumi said with a shake of her head. Tsuruga growled at that and nodded.

"Have Richoo with you. If it's really bad, tell Inichi," Saitama said.

"How can you remember their names and not mine?" Sweet Mask asked.

"Because they're my family and didn't attack me," Saitama said bluntly to get Mitsumi coughing with laughter. Sweet Mask went quiet and cleared his throat at that. Overgrown Rover now turned to gaze all six eyes on Sweet Mask to show it now heard that its owner was attacked.

"It's fine now," Mitsumi whispered and scratched its belly. It looked at her and grunted before rolling off of her and Saitama. It trotted over to Sweet Mask and tilted its head as though silently judging him. Then it trotted back over to jump onto its owners again and recline. A moment later, Sweet Mask coughed at the stench that filled the air, and Zenchu was dying with laughter with the others.

"What the hell was that?!" Sweet Mask gasped and had to move quickly to another part of the roof. Tajima was moved with him out of the vicinity of the offending smell. The board members soon had to move from being around Sweet Mask's vicinity. Tanktop Master was even trying his best to endure it, but he ended up moving to another area quickly.

"That monster mutt can make balls of death with dark matter as a giant monster. As a tiny monster, it makes balls of death in the form of sewage gas," Zenchu snickered. "And, yes, it reeks to holy hell. I think the shit lingers, too!"

"Ignore them, puppy. You're just making sure your little tummy feels better," Mitsumi soothed and got a whining yawn of relaxation from Overgrown Rover in return. Fumio was just dying with laughter on Wind Crane's back at the whole thing. Saitama was putting his face in his palm to hide the soft laughter just from how Mitsumi was treating his monster dog.

"Allow me to deliver Tsuruga and Tanktop Girl to the mansion. I shall bring back Flashy Flash, Iwasaki and Fubuki," Inichi chuckled and made a bubble to do just that. For ten minutes, it was the same thing with the recruits. They gaped at the S class heroes, boasted around the monsters and got sent away. When a rather tall, broad chested man walked over alone without his group, Sweet Mask glanced over with a touch of surprise.

"They were too slow," the man grunted and lightly flexed. He was shirtless, wore tight black pants with gold stitching and black worker boots. His head was shaved bald, save the top knot of dark brown hair at the top and it was bound in gold bands. Other than a slight mustache, there was no other hair to be found on him. He clearly looked a bit disgruntled to be there.

"I see. Good luck with your assessment," Mitsumi nodded elegantly. He blinked his brown eyes at her intense beauty. Then he noticed Saitama glancing neutrally at him with intense boredom.

"Hmm. Why are you with that guy? He can't be that strong! Look at how scrawny he is! Surely you can do better?" the man asked and pointed at Saitama.

"Don't mess with Saitama. He'll flick your arm and dislocate it," Kamikaze grinned while chewing on the stick. "He levels mountains. Maybe punch you into it while leveling it, too."

"That he will. Or punch you into outer space," King said lightly while playing his portable game.

"Master Saitama has proven that looks do not matter. If you go off of looks alone, then you are severely mistaken!" Genos said with a hard frown.

"And why do heroes have monsters as friends?" the man said with a touch of disgust. Now Saitama looked over with a sharp glare. A touch of the fiery light was back in his pupils, and the man seemed to pale with shock.

"Love, leave him alone. He's likely never been to Neutral Grounds. Maybe he lived under a rock. Or in a gym his whole life," Mitsumi chuckled and kissed him softly. "Don't worry about it."

"Possibly," Saitama nodded and waved him away. "Good luck. See you around. All that other stuff."

"You can't be that strong!" the man argued.

"I'm S class and rank 3. It was debated for me to be rank 1, but I said no," Saitama said with a bored shrug. "My wife is Fan Dancer. She's under me at rank 4. All the others here are either S class, A class or monsters. Please. Keep running your mouth so I can slap it off. I insist."

"Don't do that," Mitsumi said and cuddled Overgrown Rover. "He's like the others and just doesn't understand."

"Understand what? That you're cuddling a monster? I bet I could beat that up, too. Too small to be a threat," the man smirked. Now Overgrown Rover saw Saitama's nod, and it jumped down from Mitsumi's lap to trot up and sit in front of the man. Then it got kicked away. "Get away from me, you freak mutt!"

"Puppy!" Mitsumi gasped and got up to scoop up the tiny monster dog. "Oh, my poor puppy! What kind of a man are you?! Kicking a defenseless dog?! Much less my defenseless puppy?! You are so vile! It didn't even attack you! It sat in front of you! So cruel!"

"What?!" the man gaped now.

"Oh, my poor puppy!" she crooned when it whimpered with a form of feigned pain. "Where did the bad man hurt you? Can you show me?"

It waved a back leg and whimpered again to get hugged and snuggled. Zenchu looked over and grinned wickedly. "You are totally faking it. You're fine without a scratch."

Overgrown Rover snorted at him as though saying 'shut up' and continued to enjoy the loving that Mitsumi was giving it. Now Saitama got up, walked over to Mitsumi and looked over his monster dog to ensure it wasn't hurt. Then he looked at the offending man. "Okay. You kicked my dog. As she said, it didn't even attack you. You attacked it out of spite. It's only fair that it gets to kick you back. Maybe chew on your shoe a little. What do you all think?"

"Do it," King nodded without looking up from his portable game. Kianna was frowning, but she nodded with him.

"Why not?" Kamikaze said. Tacki scowled at the man to show she was agreeing with Kamikaze in full.

"I can't believe what I'm witnessing," Sweet Mask muttered. "Granted, it's a monster. And, true, I would have attacked it on sight. But…it doesn't hurt others anymore. It protects others now. It was woken up like the others here. They all protect and serve us to the fullest. I shall turn a blind eye to this."

"It makes me wonder what he would do to the people around him," Tajima frowned. That got Sweet Mask to blink at her and nod with agreement.

"We should be against it, but…it is your dog," the first board member sighed. The other two there nodded lightly with agreement.

"Overgrown Rover did no harm at all and got attacked. It should have the advantage to retaliate lightly," Genos nodded with Kamiko in his lap.

"This may get messy," Garou snickered. Tanktop Master sighed and rolled his eyes with complete disappointment at the man. Wind Crane was not happy, either, but Zenchu was leaning against her calmly. Even Fumio was outraged, but he kept Black Sperm with him.

"Saitamaaa! He hurt our puppy!" Mitsumi said in an over-dramatic way. He glanced at her, but he also saw the sheer look of amusement in her eyes. She knows our monster dog isn't hurt. She wants that guy to learn a lesson.

"Doggy, light revenge. No blood. Maybe clothes get messed up. Or a shoe. Go," Saitama nodded. Mitsumi put down the monster dog for it to grow and triple in size twice to be slightly larger than a pony to get the man's jaw dropping with absolute shock. All six ruby red eyes locked on the man, and it growled while taking a single footstep towards him. When he bolted for the elevators, Overgrown Rover leapt after him, snapped down on the man's pants and ripped them off with its massive fangs. It brought the pants over happily like a trophy now and set them down with a touch of pride. It even rolled out its tongue to pant lightly.

"Say you're sorry and I'll fix them back up," Tacki said with a small smile. "It will take me less than five minutes to do that."

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry…!" the man seemed to wail and cover himself from the boxers he was left in. Tacki collected the pants, got out her repair box for clothing and started to get to work. Mitsumi's fans split apart and moved to help shield him for light modesty. When he moved to touch them, they flicked the deadly blades out to warn not to touch them at all.

"Don't touch my fans, please. They are doing this out of kindness," Mitsumi sniffed and picked up the now tiny monster dog to snuggle it. "Such a good puppy! No one will do that ever again! So mean!"

It whimpered and waved its back leg again to get more loving snuggles. Saitama looked at it and said, "You're a good doggy, but now you're over-playing it. You're fine. Stop the acting."

"Acting?! Nonsense! That man kicked my poor, defenseless puppy!" Mitsumi sniffed and sat down with the tiny monster dog in her arms. "You know what? I want him to suffer a little."

"How?" Saitama asked. She looked at her fans to nod and let them circle the man in a full dome shielding. Some of them now had the blades flicked inwards to keep the man from moving. She set the monster dog down, and she pointed at the fan dome. It rolled out its tongue, trotted over to it and aimed its rump right under where the fans were lightly touching the ground. Then it trotted back over to jump into Mitsumi's lap with a huff.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" the man shrieked in the fan dome to get the others dying with laughter. There was just enough of a gap in the fans to let any sounds out. He was screaming with torment now, and the fan blades neatly kept him in place to endure the foul odor.

"Justice and revenge has been properly served," Mitsumi nodded.

"Okay. That's cruel. But I approve," Saitama nodded and moved to scoop Mitsumi up into his arms to put back in his lap on sitting down.

"Does your little tummy feel better? Such a good puppy!" Mitsumi beamed and snuggled it. The pants were given over the moment Tacki was done, and the fans finally lifted away to reveal the suffering man. He was back in his repaired pants and now quickly escorted away by waiting personnel. Genos had silently recorded the whole thing.

"Master, I may wish to stay here to record any and all events to prove any misconduct done," Genos said.

"I can go to Neutral Grounds. I think it's opening in the next hour," Kamiko smiled and nodded. "I'll be fine."

"Eh…I guess," Saitama shrugged.

"Do those fans reek?" Garou asked. He blinked when a fan set swirled around him to check. "Huh. No bad smell. Okay, then."

"I guess we missed a show?" Flashy Flash asked when he arrived with Iwasaki and Fubuki. Inichi also dropped Bane down when he was contacted on his way to them. Bane walked over to Garou to give a neutral nod to him.

"That man kicked my puppy!" Mitsumi pouted. Iwasaki gasped and walked over to help pet the monster dog. Even Fubuki was a touch outraged at that. Genos showed them the footage, and they died laughing at the resulting punishment. Once they settled down, Bane regarded his prior disciple.

"It is good to see this turn around in your demeanor, Garou. My older brother, Bomb, would like to talk to you. At some point," Bane said.

"Um…why?" Garou asked.

"He did appear at my request to hunt you down. So…he has some questions for you. He wants to satisfy his own curiosity," Bane said.

"Only with me present," Mitsumi said calmly. "Garou is my big brother, and I won't see him come to any harm."

"Lady Mitsumi, I'm sure I'll be fine," Garou started before paling at how Overgrown Rover turned all six eyes on him. "Of course, I'll go with what you say. I don't want to go through what that guy did."

"Smart choice," Saitama nodded.

"I wonder how the meeting at the mansion is going," Mitsumi frowned.

"Hmm. Inichi, I'm sure you heard what I told Mitsumi? If anyone tries to find her for political crap? If not, Genos, let him know. I think, eh…Zombieman? Yeah. Him. He's there. Send him the talk," Saitama nodded.

"I shall do so, Mr. Saitama," Inichi nodded and focused.

"Remembers his name and not mine…" Sweet Mask sighed.

"Once again, he didn't hit me," Saitama said with an eye roll to get the others snickering. As they continued assessing the recruits, a very different assessment was happening in the City X mansion.

"Are they ready?" Daiki asked after he sat down at the main desk they were at before for hiring.

"I think so," Himiko nodded. "Did Fumihiro really have that room?!"

"He did. That bull monster is ripping it out now. The hooks in there! Leather whips?! How many girls did he string up?!" Daiki winced at the thought.

"I don't want to know," Himiko admitted. Zombieman kept her seated in his lap to keep her calm. He already told Daiki that Himiko agreed to marry him. He just didn't tell any of the others yet.

"Send in the first one. Oh, I want Sweet Mask to question that one girl that used our security systems for her own whims. I'll make a note of that," Daiki said.

"Don't bother," Zombieman said in his detective mindset. "She likely used the cameras to avoid Fumihiro. However, if she witnessed anything, or made a deal with him on when to meet with other girls…that should be questioned."

"A very good thing to ask, then," Daiki muttered and noted it down.

"If she knew of his intentions and refused to come forward…" Zombieman continued to get Daiki growling over it.

"I'll admit that I was stupid. An absolute dick. But I'd never be so low as to abuse the staff," Daiki muttered.

"No. Just your head chef and youngest sister," Zombieman said point-blank to get Daiki cringing at the truth. Himiko frowned, but she watched her brother summon in the first girl to sit in front of them. It was the black haired girl with poor writing, and she was a bit nervous all over again.

"Mr. Daiki?" she asked.

"I need to know if my younger brother, Fumihiro, did anything to you after Mitsumi left us. Or even before she left us," Daiki said. "Did he?"

"Oh…" she paled.

"He did. When?" Zombieman asked. "The guy is dead. We just want to know what was pulled and why it wasn't talked about when you got rehired."

"If he's dead…well…" the girl trembled. "You should know it was out of fear. But I sort of…forgot about it, too."

"Then why did you threaten Tajima with the knowledge when we found the middle of her back in complete shreds? Even after several months, it held infection despite the scars," Daiki asked.

"I…well…" she swallowed.

"If you can't tell us, then we were told to release you of your contract to us. It's another secret that was kept and used against another. My sister, Mitsumi, was furious when she learned about it. Such a thing should have been told to us immediately. Instead, it was used as a weapon," Himiko said softly. "She saw Tajima's back. Her rage could easily rival Saitama's."

"And don't think of trying to go after them for political gain. Saitama plans to confront you himself if you do. The monster, Inichi, relayed an entire conversation to me. I was told that you'll get paid for the time you worked with a light severance pay. Since you clearly used this against another, it shows you're a guilty party. However, we do want to know if you were also hurt by Fumihiro," Zombieman said and glanced over at Daiki.

"You have one final chance to tell us everything. Or you can leave and pursue a new life completely away from us. It's not fair to have you work here with such memories. And it's not fair for you to use such things against others for control. So, either talk now. Or walk away and keep what you know," Daiki said.

"I was used by him…" the girl finally swallowed. "He…made me promise to keep quiet. He said…to just be a good girl…do what was told…"

"Fuck…" Daiki growled.

"Did he beat you?" Himiko asked.

"No. It was just…Tajima…" she said softly. "He…used her first…"

"So that's why you all agreed. You saw what happened with her. He let her be found by all of you. To set an example as she stated," Zombieman pieced it together. "But why didn't you tell us in the beginning?"

"I didn't know he was dead," she admitted.

"And using it against Tajima?" Daiki asked.

"It was used against all of us. The one with the cameras…" she said. "She insisted to keep everything quiet to avoid a meltdown."

"Bring in another girl," Zombieman said. "You, however, sit off to the side. I want to see if the stories match up. Then we'll bring in a few others."

"Wait. Did Takeda get abused?" Daiki asked. "She's not here."

"I can call her. Actually, I have Anno's number. She's likely with him," Himiko said and took out her phone to call Anno.

"Miss Himiko?" Anno asked on the other end of the call.

"Can you ask Takeda if Fumihiro abused her?" Himiko asked slowly. "We know Saitama had to kill him for becoming a monster, and he was abusing the staff in various, inappropriate ways."

"Ah…what?!" Anno said with shock. After a few minutes of silence, Anno came back to the phone. "No, but he tried. He slapped her when she resisted his advances. He cornered her and tried to grope her. Apparently, I need to talk to her gently about this now. What happened?"

"We just discovered that Fumihiro was…abusing, raping and whipping the servant girls," Himiko said softly.

"The hell?! Okay. Takeda's a mess now. I'll speak with Miss Mitsumi about this later. I'm sure she knows, but this is…disgusting!" Anno growled and disconnected the call. Zombieman heard everything on being so close and didn't look happy at all.

The next few minutes had the same outcome from the confessions that were finally brought to light from the other girls. But it was up until why nothing was said and the information was used against Tajima that nothing matched up. When six girls confessed to Fumihiro's rough abuse, Daiki rose up a hand and looked at Zombieman. "I've heard enough. What do you think?"

"Why did every single one of you have it out for Tajima?" Zombieman said to have them all gasp. "I get it. Fumihiro said for you all to keep quiet. Let him do things with you. Used Tajima as an example. But then you confronted Tajima after being rehired and brought up her wounded back. Her whipping. Forced her to do things or the news would come out to shame her. I have a feeling she wanted to do her own thing, but all of you couldn't allow that. And threatening her with her abuse?! It should have come out to begin with!

"Did any of you know that her back was scarred and heavily infected still? After all those months? Well, it was. She's now under strict medical care. By Sweet Mask of all people! And you all still didn't bother to bring it to our attention until he forced it out of her! Have any of you no shame?!"

Two of the girls burst into tears. The others cringed and looked away. Himiko recognized all of the signs of post-traumatic stress. She rose up her hand to get their attention. "As of now, you are all released of services. I'd advise for all of you to get a form of mental health counseling from the shock you all endured. As it was said, we'll pay you all for the time you were here with a small severance. We can even pay for your medical fees, too."

"No! Please!" the black haired girl said. "I'm…sorry for my actions. You're right. We all should have said something. But…I honestly didn't know he was dead. I just heard about your mother."

"She's right," another girl said.

"I don't have anywhere else to go…" a girl shivered.

"Won't this mansion just give you bad memories?" Daiki asked.

"I had forgotten about it, actually. It's easy to forget with a lot of stuff to do," a light blond smiled softly. "I'm…also sorry. For not saying anything."

"I'm sure you all are. But we need to know why you threatened Tajima. You need to be honest. Right now," Daiki said.

"Saitama and Mitsumi were nothing but honest with all of you. It's your turn now," Zombieman said.

"I think…it was because we saw the state she was in…" the darker brunette said with a heavy frown. "It scared us. She was naked. Bleeding from her back. Her arms were bound up to leave her hanging there! I mean…what else could we say? When we released her, we took her to the medical room. They asked what happened…and…all we could say was that we found her like this. She was unconscious for two days…"

"I see. Are there any other secrets that we need to know?" Daiki asked.

"She was hanging the same way I was when I was found…" Himiko said with horrified recognition. Zombieman blinked at this and pulled her into his chest. "But…I was ready…to be sliced up…!"

"Easy…" Zombieman whispered. The other girls gasped with shock at this. "Yeah. None of you knew. Himiko was set up to be slaughtered by her own mother. And Fumihiro likely gave her the idea on what to do."

"Fuck!" Daiki hissed out and slammed a fist on the oak table. It startled the girls, but they knew he wasn't mad at any of them.

"If there are no more secrets…no more needs to hold such a thing against the other…well…I'll talk to Mitsumi about this. But you all must promise that if anything else comes up or happens…please bring it our attention. Don't delay," Himiko said now. "We all suffered in this family household. It's time for it to stop. Mitsumi had it far worse than any of us. Tajima…she had but a taste of it. No more. Please. This will be the absolute last chance to fully prove yourselves. We already gave you two chances. We will not give a third."

"I promise!" the brunette said. The others all vowed and were dismissed back to their chores. Daiki sighed wearily and looked at Himiko. She was already calling Saitama, but Zombieman stopped her.

"Inichi can relay this," Zombieman said and thought to him. :Hey. I'm sending you some interesting stuff.:

:I am ready to receive such stuff.: Inichi agreed and received the memories. :Very interesting as you stated. I wonder…hmm…ah. I was able to get some surface information on why Tajima's bullying happened. I would have been there with all of you, but it would have been awkward. It was safer this way.:

:Right. So, what happened?:

:Sanda is the key to all of this. She's the one from the camera hacking. She must be confronted, and I believe she is here in the Hero Association building. She will be confronted and questioned after this assessment of recruits.: Inichi agreed. Zombieman nodded and looked at Himiko. "That girl with the hacking. She's the cause. She's also at the Hero Association."

"And with Saitama and Mitsumi already there…" Daiki seemed to muse.

"I'll pity her now," Himiko nodded and smiled at the small squeeze Zombieman gave her to comfort her.

"So…when's the wedding?" Daiki grinned.

"To be determined," Himiko said before Zombieman could say anything. At his small glare, Daiki burst into laughter.

"It's under debate," Zombieman corrected to get a small grin from Himiko. With the mansion staff questioning done, Tsuruga and Richoo were still working on cleaning out the foul room. They both wanted it torn out and rebuilt. Tanktop Girl was helping direct the staff for the rebuilding repairs of the walls and ceiling. Even the floor was fouled and had to get repaired. They all knew that Tacki may be needed to help with the finishing touches, but they wanted to prove themselves wrong first.