"Hey," Saitama whispered and pressed a kiss to Mitsumi's forehead.
"Hmm?" she blinked awake and got pulled close to get cradled. "Is it morning already?"
"Yeah. We both slept like logs," he chuckled.
"I'm…sorry with what happened last night," she swallowed.
"Stop that. I said it wasn't your fault," he said and kissed her softly. She kissed him back and got cradled close. He rested his chin against her forehead now and closed his eyes to sigh.
"Did I hear you right…that you want to propose to me?" she murmured.
"You did," he muttered.
"We only just met."
"Not important."
"People will talk."
"I don't care."
"But…why?" she frowned now. He moved to finally gaze into her brown eyes with his own black eyes.
"We love each other. What other reason do we need?" he asked. She started to tear up, but she nodded, too. He pulled her close to cradle again and kiss her forehead. "I don't care about what people think. I don't. It just means they don't know what else to do. If anyone starts to insult me, I don't care. But all deals are off if they talk about me being bald!"
"Really?" she chuckled and snuggled into him. "I honestly like it. It helps you stand out in a crowd. Speaking of crowds…what are the plans today?"
"Let's see," he thought and shifted to be on his back to let her rest on him. He held up his hand to count with his fingers. "Breakfast. Restaurant opening. Hero Association with Inichi, Zenchu and Rendor for my S class recruitment. That's what I know of for sure."
"The first two are easy. The last one, though…" she frowned.
"I'm sure we'll have other heroes around us," Saitama said with a slight eye roll of boredom. He glanced at her when she leaned up a bit to regard him.
"And you…don't mind being in S class ranking?" she asked now.
"Eh. They tend to have some neat gatherings. But, if I can't bring you to any of them, then I don't need to go," he said before yawning and stretching. He felt her lightly tracing down his chest and he glanced at her. "Hmm?"
"You have a very well-formed body," she mused. "Most of the other men I've had to work around were either too muscular, too thin…too fat…"
"Well, I conditioned myself for two years," he shrugged.
"How far did you ever get with a girl?" she asked.
"Ah…" he started before sighing and giving a small laugh. "You're…technically my first one."
"So…you're pure like me?" she smiled. Now he looked at her and gave a slightly wicked grin.
"Did you…want to fix that?" he asked.
"Maybe on our tenth date," she winked and started to move from the bed. "You still need a bath, anyways."
"Ah…damn it," he grumbled. He watched her form move in the slender blue sleeping gown now. He noticed how her body was much like his in a fit build. Not overly large in the chest, but plenty there. A nice…firm stomach. Her hips seem to move with a soft sway to give shape to her sensuously rounded…
:Mr. Saitama!: Inichi suddenly broke into his thoughts.
"Gah!" he verbally said and sat up. Then he grunted and thought back. :What the hell?!:
:I am only informing you that breakfast is ready.: Inichi stated before drawing back. Saitama grimaced and sighed to regain control of himself.
"Is everything okay?" Mitsumi frowned.
"Yeah. Inichi kinda…jumped into my head unannounced. Breakfast is ready for us. I'll eat first and then take a bath," he said. Then he recalled something and thought to Inichi. :Hey. A question for you.:
:Yes, Mr. Saitama?: the blue monster responded.
:The Monster Association had a treasure room. It was filled with lots and lots of money. Even gold coins! I…almost got some of it, but I lost it. Do you think you could…find it? It's a bit like finders keepers if no one else did, you know?: Saitama mused.
:Is that so?: Inichi now mused back. :I can definitely look into it. Give me the location of where this association was?:
The entire memory of what happened was given over in full. It was decided for Rendor and Kamiko to do minor excavations from their knowledge on being explorers. This would be done during the night while the world rested. Inichi also made plans to ensure that nothing else would get in the way. Funds of any kind can easily be utilized into something worthy. And this can help us secure Lady Mitsumi even further. Hmm…this can also guarantee a secure home to be built in case Mr. Saitama and Lady Mitsumi decide to have offspring…
Ten minutes later had them both walking out of the bedroom in robes. They were seated and now eating a hearty breakfast of egg and cheese omelets with sausage, sweet rice and cups of tea. Even Fubuki and Genos were seated to eat with them. When they finished eating, the dirty dishes were taken away. Saitama soon gave over his clothes to Richoo to get cleaned, but Kamiko was quick to set them aside. She gestured to Tacki that had a new costume on a hook. And Saitama's jaw dropped.
The stark white cape was made of silk and lined with rich satin with a mild spandex interior to allow it room to flow, yet fall back into place neatly. The black buttons that fastened the cape were replaced with black steel buttons with golden fist outlines engraved on each one. They were far more secure to help attach the cape to the yellow jumpsuit along his collarbone. This jumpsuit was made with stretchy elastic with a shimmery look at any angle no matter how he moved for ultimate muscle exposure. It was far more form fitting to ensure nothing loose would get snagged on the random stray piece of debris. The zipper part in the upper part of the suit was also there and made of high-grade steel.
The red gloves and boots were made of an ultra-strong elastic rubber, but were lined with soft red velvet for easy wear anytime. The bottom of the boots had tire tread along the bottom for ultimate running and traction needs. His new belt was made of black leather with a burnished bronze buckle on the front in the shape of another fist to match the buttons. The only real difference was the slight collar to add a dramatic flair from his shoulders to his neck to help give a more heroic look when he turned and moved.
"What do you think?!" Tacki beamed.
"Ah…I…wow…!" Saitama just kept gaping at it with excitement.
"Also, it has pockets in the seams of the pants that are designed to not reveal what is in them. So, you could hold a phone or even a set of keys easily. I did, though, make a set of pouches that you can utilize on your belt, too. They can be removed and attached separately. If you want that?" Rendor chuckled.
"Yes!" Saitama squeaked out.
"We'll keep your original suit for memento and emergency wear. It could even be displayed in the restaurant as a nice artifact!" Kamiko chuckled. "This suit is much more durable, and Genos was able to apply a spray to it to help it be a bit more fire-proof."
"I…don't know…what to say…!" Saitama said with continued stunned excitement. Mitsumi laughed softly, but then she paused at the dress that was shown to her next.
"Ah…what…?!" she blinked at the near two-piece dress that crossed up and over the chest area to attach at the back of her neck. She didn't see a back to it to show it was strapless and sleeveless. The only thing that did appear to resemble sleeves were the dual set of light-weight silk scarves that would shimmer and mold around her, even flutter behind her, when she walked around. They would fit on her upper arms with a set of elastic bands much like a bangle, and the bands were set with crystalline beads. The silken scarves would rest over her arms when she didn't walk around.
The dress itself seemed to shimmer with sky-blue silk with satin trim, and a set of matching shoes with slight heels were presented next. A small purse sporting the same colors had some intense beadwork of a crystalline sparkle on it with a slender shoulder strap. It even came with a set of decorative fans were attached to it, but the fans could be removed.
"We made you your outfit for today!" Tacki grinned. "We'll make other outfits like this, too, of various colors. We even made you matching fans!"
"This…looks like a dancing dress for fan dancing…" Mitsumi gasped.
"Because it is," Kamiko nodded. "We'll have a more traditionally styled one made later in the week."
"She is not wearing that out," Zenchu snorted. "That will cause so much distraction around her!"
"That's why she will wear this," Fubuki smiled and handed over a grey fur coat that went down to her feet. "I was able to acquire another for her. It's a bit like mine, but the fur is shorter in style for her measurements."
"Oh!" Mitsumi blinked. "But why?"
"Master Saitama, can I speak with you outside?" Genos asked. Saitama gave a blank nod and moved to head outside to follow him. At the shout of alarm given, Mitsumi frowned with complete concern. The sound was quite muffled when they conversed further, but Zenchu was only chuckling about the whole thing. That had her relax a bit.
Saitama walked right back in, moved up to Mitsumi and planted a kiss on her mouth. A caress to her cheek was given next before he said, "I'm going to take that bath. You'll take one after me. Then we get dressed up. Okay?"
"Ah…okay," she nodded.
"I was thinking that, if nothing major happens tonight, we can dress up like those normal people do and stroll a night market. Maybe get some stuff for the restaurant. What do you say?" he grinned.
"Oh! That would be wonderful!" she beamed.
"As I'll be escorting you, the monsters here can be seen with us. If anyone objects, then they answer to me," he said seriously. "We can even invite King, too. Kianna, you can contact him."
"How delightful!" she beamed and was quick to pick up a phone to call him right away to inform him of the later double date night out. Mitsumi was a touch speechless on everything happening, but Saitama only kissed her again, motioned for the suit to be moved into the bedroom and he now he moved in there, too, in order to get his bath started.
Mitsumi was now seated and catered to lightly with Fubuki to gossip on how the restaurant was going to work with the Hero Association. It was twenty minutes later when Saitama came out in his new garments. Mitsumi looked over and smiled warmly at him with approval.
"Go bathe. We'll be set to leave when you get out," Saitama nodded. She got up and was pulled close to have a kiss pressed to her mouth before being let go. When she moved into the bedroom, Saitama sat down and motioned to the others to keep quiet. Now Genos was able to join them to nod that it was safe to talk. Even Inichi was urging for Saitama to speak.
"What is it?" Zenchu mused.
"This," Saitama said and took out a black ring box to reveal a stunning gold and diamond ring. Fubuki gasped with shock and delight at it.
"I had procured it for Master Saitama," Genos nodded. "It was why I asked him to step outside."
"I'm glad I helped you acquire it!" Inichi chuckled.
"We also wanted to get her some other form of jewelry," Tacki giggled. Tsuruga stepped forward to set an elegant box of red velvet down for Saitama to open. He paused at what he found inside it. He pulled out a set of diamond and gold earrings, a necklace and a bracelet. Now he looked at Zenchu for an explanation on this.
"We had a bit more funding than she knew. And, if she's going to be the fiancée to a class S hero of very high ranking, she needs to look her best in the public eye," Zenchu grinned lightly. "Her dress is also centered around fan dancing. And, so you know, fan dancing can also be utilized for defense as a way to confuse the enemy. She did keep practice with it now and then, but when we needed funds she sold her fans and costume. It's a common thing, but she didn't want anything that would tie her to the family."
"It is true. Now that her family is aware of her and her new whereabouts, we decided to simply recreate what she gave away. Why bother having her hide this beautiful dance of art?" Inichi chuckled. "We actually made them even better than what she had before."
"Kianna? Tacki? Kamiko? I need some help, please!" Mitsumi called from the bedroom doorway. The female monsters quickly left to help her. Saitama sighed with a touch of impatience. That was until the door was knocked on.
"Allow me, Master Saitama," Genos nodded and got up to answer the door. Now he paused at who was there. "Ah. Metal Bat? You are S class and ranked 15. Is there something you require?"
"Yeah. I wanna see these monsters," the hero said.
"They will be at the restaurant later. You can meet with them there," Genos said. When he closed the door, a silver metal bat came out to block it from closing. Now Zenchu got up and pulled the door back open.
"Hi. I'm Zenchu. What do you want?" he asked. He studied the tall, muscular man's frame, his black hair in a pompadour style and his outfit that consisted of a red long-sleeved turtleneck sweater and black pants. He even had a school uniform draped over him.
"You don't look tough," Metal Bat grinned.
"Yeah. Sure. Anyways, I'm not going to fight you. I don't need to. Nice to meet you. Bye," Zenchu said. Then Metal Bat swung the bat at break-neck speed.
"Don't," Saitama said when he was there within a blink of an eye to simply grab the bat and hold it. Metal Bat couldn't wrench it free from Saitama's hand no matter how hard he tried. "There is a contract by the Hero Association that clearly states that these monsters are to be unharmed. At all times."
"Geez, man. I was only testing things," Metal Bat pouted.
"You are an S class hero. You should act like one," Genos frowned and shook his head. "Master Saitama is now an S class hero, too."
"Oh, really? What rank?" Metal Bat smirked.
"He is rank 4," Mitsumi said when she now emerged from her bedroom to gracefully move over to Saitama's side. The other hero could just gape at her intense beauty in the gown she wore. She moved to Saitama's side and got a kiss pressed to her mouth.
"Lady Mitsumi, we weren't done preparing you. Please come back in?" Kianna asked. Saitama sighed, but he nodded to her. Then he released his grip on the bat. Metal Bat frowned, but then his eyes widened. This guy bent up the end of my bat?! His fingers are imprinted on it! What the hell is he made of?!
"You owe me a new bat!" Metal Bat scowled. "Damn it! Now my swing is gonna be all messed up!"
"Nope. You attacked wrongfully. Take it up with the Hero Association," Saitama shrugged. "If you want to play nice, you can wait for us to head out to the restaurant. Sometimes lower heroes try to press their luck. You can help make them leave and do good in other areas. Possibly."
"Hrmph. We'll see," the man seemed to sulk. Then his phone rang and he answered it. "Zenko! Oh. You're done now? Huh. Well, I was going to see about a restaurant if you're hungry. Yeah, I heard the food was good. I'll have someone pick you up. Okay? I'll see you there."
"Zenko?" Genos frowned.
"My baby sister," Metal Bat nodded and called for a cab to get her. When he was done, he regarded the group again.
"At least there is one thing we have in common," Zenchu chuckled. "I see Lady Mitsumi as my baby sister, too. So we both protect our little sisters, eh?"
"Oh. Well…maybe," Metal Bat shrugged.
"Excuse me," Fubuki said and walked past Metal Bat calmly. Inichi floated out to follow her lightly and hovered to keep an eye on things now. Orotsu, Fumio, Richoo and Tsuruga were next to appear ready to go. Kianna, Tacki and Kamiko were next to show up to get ready to head to the restaurant.
"And we can't kill them…" Metal Bat sighed.
"They are the only true family I have. Please don't," Mitsumi said with a soft frown when she emerged now. She was wearing the new jewelry, save the hidden ring, and the grey fur coat was the perfect touch. Kamiko even applied some makeup to her to further enhance her beauty. Her hair was also coiled, braided and looped up into an elegant bun with her crystal hairpins. She was on Saitama's arm now, and he kept her right at his side. Genos, Rendor and Zenchu were following them, and the door was locked up tight. Inichi was always keeping an eye on their main home, anyways.
"Fine," Metal Bat frowned. "My little sister is gonna be there waiting, so we gotta go. She'll get mad if I'm not there."
"Allow me," Inichi nodded and made a blue bubble around them all.
"What the-!" the hero gaped and soon found himself in front of the restaurant. "Whoa! That was actually pretty cool! You can move us anywhere? Like…just like that?"
"Indeed," Inichi nodded and watched Zenchu open the restaurant. Then he paused and growled. "Lady Mitsumi, the ones that ran us out of our prior business are starting to come forward!"
"Please notify the ones that wished to be present for this," she said and moved swiftly into the restaurant with Saitama right behind her. He had her sit in his lap, though. Metal Bat found a place to sit soon after and blinked at Fumio approaching him with a menu.
"Order whatever you like! New heroes get free food," Fumio chuckled.
"Oh. Really? Huh. Is this stuff any good?" Metal Bat frowned.
"Try the grilled eel!" Kamikaze said when he walked in. "I fully recommend it! Also, eh, Orotsu? I caught some fish for you."
"Really? That is appreciated," Orotsu said. "I'm running low on stock now. Maybe I can have Suiryu do some shopping when he gets here."
"You'd trust him with our money?" Zenchu raised a brow.
"To a point," Orotsu nodded.
"Hello," Bane chuckled and walked in to sit by a window. "When are we expecting our, eh…company?"
"Within ten minutes," Inichi said.
"We're here, too," Tanktop Master said with even more of his Tanktop Army. "You all look alive! Three by the door! Two on the roof! The rest disperse! Quickly!"
"Yes, Sir!" they shouted and moved to their destined places. Tanktop Master nodded and looked around the restaurant. Then his jaw dropped at the sight of Mitsumi. The he noticed Saitama's new garb.
"Saitama," Mitsumi whispered to him.
"Hmm?" he smiled softly at her and kissed her cheek.
"After this is dealt with, we should go to the Hero Association," she said.
"Hmm. Okay," he nodded.
"Oh yeah, huh? Do we get to watch you become rank 4 in class S?" Zenchu grinned. He made sure to say it quite loudly to stir up the excitement.
"WHAT?!" Kamikaze now looked over to gape. Tanktop Master's jaw dropped even more on hearing this.
"Oh. You didn't know? Yeah. That little show that Saitama put on kinda…shoved him into your rank. He's getting an official ceremony later," Zenchu nodded to him. "That's why Sweet Mask showed up to hit him."
"Well…I can't say that I don't like it. But…man! I'm actually a bit impressed. I'm surprised you didn't pass Bane, though," Kamikaze sighed.
"Hmm…that may change…" Inichi mused. "We'll have to see."
"Oh-ho?!" Bane blinked and looked over now. "That we will have to see!"
"I'm here!" Mumen Rider said when he parked his bike and rushed in. "Inichi! I got your message! And…oh! Saitama?! Wow! You look different! And…Mitsumi…ah…wow…"
"Thank you," Mitsumi nodded and sipped on some tea that Fumio brought her. Saitama was now chewing on a rice ball with strawberries in the center with a look of delight.
"Hmm? Oh. Thanks," Saitama said after he swallowed. It was when the four burly men in black suits and sunglasses came in that all attention was now moved to their direction. Saitama simply waved at them. "Hey."
"This place is no longer open for business!" one of them said.
"By who's order?" Fubuki asked and flashed her eyes with a touch of green. "If you haven't noticed, we are heroes from the Hero Association. This is our new place of gathering. So, you'll have to take it up with the association to get us shut down. Unless…you have other orders?"
"Please let me know," King growled from behind all four of the men. Now they stammered and gaped when Sneck showed up to glare. Then the Tanktop Army neatly moved into place to fully box the offenders in.
"I'm not losing my grilled eel!" Kamikaze grunted and rose up to walk over to them rather calmly.
"Do you have any paperwork?" Bane asked and moved to join his comrade.
"Saitama," Mitsumi sighed and pressed into him. "What do you think?"
"Hmm. You said you had another place before, right? Do you think we can get it back?" he asked and squeezed her. He had no reason to budge.
"We can inquire the Hero Association about it," Genos nodded. "The last email did state that the place was getting ready to be shut down from misuse. We can petition for it to be rightfully restored to her. Considering that it was this same group of men that antagonized and vandalized the warehouse in question."
"What?! How did you…?!" one of the other guys said.
"I know my 'family' sent you all here. As well as to my prior location," Mitsumi said and finally rose up with Saitama to confront them. "I no longer need to hide the fact that I am Mitsumi Takashi of the Takashi family. My life was considered forfeit the moment that Ajito man wanted me for himself. And he's dead now after transforming himself into a monster."
"Yeah. I punched him. He died fast," Saitama said with a shrug. "The most I'll do to you all is maybe knock you out cold before letting the others beat you with their own kicks and fists."
"Or we let the heroes here play with you all a bit and not intervene ourselves. But not in my restaurant, please. This is a business establishment," she smiled. "You can take it all outside."
"I may as well test out my bat and make sure it still swings," Metal Bat grinned wickedly now. "If it swings even better, then all the more, eh?"
"I promised I wouldn't hurt humans. I won't go back on it," Zenchu sighed and pulled up a chair to put his feet up on. "You all can play, though."
"As he said," Rendor nodded and sat down near the back of the room.
"Move it! Where's Bad?!" a young girl demanded. She had her black hair done up in massive pigtails, was wearing a frilly pink dress and holding a giant teddy bear. Metal Bat was quick to get up and shove aside the offending men to get to his sister. He moved her to sit down at a table and order her food.
"Stay there. These people want to shut this place down. Until I taste the food, I'm gonna say no to that," Metal Bat smirked. Then he got his dish of teriyaki grilled eel on bamboo skewers. He tried one piece and paused. "Yeah. This place stays! Wow…"
"I told you!" Kamikaze grinned. Zenko was given a piece of it, and now she demanded her own dish with a milkshake.
"So, with that said, I guess I'm gonna have to bash in some skulls, eh?" Metal Bat snickered and readied his bat.
"Um…what happened to your bat?" King frowned on seeing the finger marks. That got Metal Bat to pause and look away.
"I might have tried to hit one of the monsters here. Then the caped guy sort of…grabbed my bat to stop me…" he muttered. Zenchu grinned, but he remained completely quiet. It showed who Metal Bat tried to hit.
"What?" Kamikaze now looked at him like he was crazy.
"We have a contract to not hurt them!" Mumen Rider argued.
"So…Saitama did that? Just by grabbing your bat to keep it from swinging? That's…" Sneck blinked with complete shock.
"Just the fact that he bent in the end of a bat that's supposed to be made of high grade steel is just…" Tanktop Master grimaced.
"And it's the very end of his bat, so the steel is also highly reinforced," Bane mused. "Very impressive!"
"Yeah, I know. My bad, I guess," Metal Bat shrugged.
"Boys…" Fubuki sighed and shook her head. "Anyways, what do we do with these four men that want to shut us down?"
"I want to know who sent them first," Mitsumi said with a small sniff. Saitama was ignoring everything up until now. Then his neutral gaze cut right to the four men at fault. The four men stammered and started to beg for their lives.
"And thank you for the information," Inichi chuckled.
"We said nothing!" one of the men gaped.
"You don't have to. Your memories told me everything," Inichi said and now sent a message to Zenchu. Zenchu nodded, sat up and got some paper and a pen to start writing on. With this being done, Inichi just looked at the heroes with his red eyes with black cat pupils and gave a small, toothy grin. "We're done with them. You may do as you please."
"Lady Mitsumi?" Tsuruga snorted.
"The heroes may handle it. As per our contract, we will not intervene when it comes to matters they can resolve," she nodded. Saitama yawned and moved to sit back down to pull her into his lap. They smiled at each other and he leaned back a bit more to let her lightly snuggle into him. He was clearly guarding her now and didn't seem to pay any other attention to what was going on.
"King, don't waste your time on them. It's a waste of your strength, anyways. Come and sit with me," Kianna chuckled knowingly to let him off the hook on doing anything. He nodded and sat next to her to get a small lick to his cheek.
"Thanks," he grinned lightly with a small blush.
"What's with that, eh?" Bane chuckled.
"She's my girlfriend now," King shrugged. Now they all looked at him like he was crazy. "What? She's nice. I gave it a chance. Why not?"
"Why not, indeed?" Fubuki smiled and winked at Inichi.
"We shall converse later," Inichi said with a small wink back. "I did have some ideas on how to fully test your strengths to help expand them."
"Oh! I would enjoy that!" she beamed.
"Very good! As for the four men here, I have discovered that they work for an organization that your Hero Association was looking into. They are hired thugs that work for the highest bidder, so to speak. They consult with a superior. I now know who they report to. That information will be given directly to the Hero Association board when we visit them after this. Ah…but these men should be detained. They are highly destructive…" Inichi mused.
"We were just paid to do what we were told!" a man trembled.
"And you could have just said no. You enjoy what you do far too much. So…these heroes here have to deliver justice whence they can," Inichi gave a shrugging gesture with his arms. "Or you four can simply give up peacefully and get escorted to the local jail…"
"We give!" a man quickly hissed out from Metal Bat's wide grin.
"Good. Maybe that other S class hero in jail…what's his name…he likes to fight naked…he also likes other guys…it creeps me out…" Kamikaze grimaced.
"Ah. You speak of Puri-Puri Prisoner. He…likes other men?" Genos blinked and found himself highly confused.
"Yeah. He's…eh…just don't get too close to him," Tanktop Master sighed.
"Don't worry about it, Genos," Saitama sighed.
"Of course, Master Saitama," Genos nodded and continued to observe the others silently.
"What's going on?" Suiryu's voice was heard behind the crowd of heroes. "I need to get in so I can work…so…"
"Please let him through," Orotsu said. This was done quickly, and Suiryu now dropped his jaw at the sight of Mitsumi.
"This is getting old…" Saitama frowned. Suiryu just found himself grinning sheepishly before moving to the kitchen quickly.
"It will happen. Just know that they can look. But they can't touch," Mitsumi chuckled and let him kiss her.
"That's for me," Saitama chuckled.
"That it is," she smiled and pressed into his neck with comfort. Now with the four men being shoved outside for the beating they deserved before being taken to the jail for imprisonment, Saitama was able to relax a bit more.
"So…you're sure about a tenth date before…?" he mused.
"We only just met. We should give it more time. Besides…if you do what I think you're thinking of…it could lead to children…" she said softly.
"Ah…" he paused and blinked. "Oh…"
"So, you may want to take it slowly with me. Hmm?" she smiled.
"I'll just hope you don't accidentally rip her in half when it happens," Zenchu grinned at his now flustered look.
"That won't happen!" Saitama hissed at him. Mitsumi's jaw dropped now.
"Ah, you punch things and break them. Gotta think about the hard thrust…" Zenchu mused aloud. Now Mitsumi turned beat red and hid her face from it.
"That…shut up!" Saitama snapped.
"Master Saitama, did you want me to find other alternatives for you?" Genos asked. Saitama scowled, shook his head and grumbled when Mitsumi finally burst out with intense laughter.
"Stop! Please!" she begged and wiped away tears from her eyes. Zenchu simply shrugged, but he was still grinning. Fubuki and King had easily overheard everything and were dying with their own fits of laughter. Kianna had to hide her face from sniggering and laughing, too.
"Enough! We'll talk more later," Saitama grumbled and rose up with her in his arms to carry her. "We need to get to my meeting."
"If anyone else wants to tag along, well…they'll know where to go," Zenchu nodded. King optioned to go, so Kianna agreed to go with them. Fubuki was already getting up to leave. Zenchu and Rendor already planned to go with them. The other monsters were ready to defend the restaurant.
"Shall we?" Mitsumi chucked at Inichi.
"Of course!" he agreed and was quick to make the blue bubble lift them away to the Hero Association.