Saitama was seated in his usual spot with Mitsumi in his lap to share a bowl of udon noodles. Rendor had his photo taken to put with his monster one to show he became human. Tatsumaki was giving small glares to any girl that stared at him for too long. All he did was keep an arm around her to show he was quite taken.
"Welcome to the club," Kamiko chuckled and nudged her brother.
"You think?" Rendor laughed softly and bit into a cookie. There was a massive mound of them being shared between him and Tatsumaki now. They looked over to see Fumio helping take orders and serve dishes. He was also able to get his photo placed with his monster one to show he was cured, too. When a hot plate appeared for stir fry, Inichi was the one to carry it over for safety.
"Fumio," Saitama said to him and gestured to come over.
"Dad?!" Fumio said and darted over.
"You need to eat," Saitama said and had Orotsu send up a dish.
"Um…oh," Fumio frowned and sat down at the table with them.
"He's right," Mitsumi nodded. "Eat something now, please."
"Okay, Mom," he nodded. Several people looked over with surprise before making the connection. Once he started to eat, he didn't realize how hungry he was. As a monster, his need for food was slowed down.
"You need a sleep schedule now, too," Saitama said calmly. "We'll work on that. You'll start proper schooling next week. I'm sure Inichi will teach you. Even Genos can on being a cyborg. I'm sure he knows lots of things to teach you. What grade were you before you changed?"
"Ah…I was…um…fifth year. I think," Fumio said while eating the tasty vegetables and chicken he was served.
"Two years behind," Mitsumi sighed. "We did give some schooling to him when we could. It was…very rough."
"Master," Genos said on walking over. "Inichi informed me on Fumio's needs for a school teacher. I can easily assist. I'll look over a good curriculum and get him up to speed. Would he go to a public school?"
"No. Home schooling for now," Saitama said. "As he is my son, he may be looked at for other reasons. He's safer with me. Just like Mitsumi."
"Of course, Master," Genos nodded and bowed slightly. "Do you plan to officially adopt him?"
"We were looking into it," Mitsumi nodded. "We don't know what his prior family would do, though. It may be best for him to simply live with us. When he is an adult, we could simply adopt him then. He will be able to consent with no issues after that. Of course, adoption would happen after Saitama and I got married in full."
"Hmm. I'll see what else I can find out," Genos nodded.
"Master?!" Iaian said when he came into the restaurant. He paused at the sight of Kamiko walking over to the reception booth.
"Welcome to Neutral Grounds. Can I help you?" she asked.
"Ah…I'm looking for Atomic Samurai…" he said calmly.
"He is likely with Tacki in the back. We can call for him," she nodded.
"Wait…with the bird girl?" Iaian frowned. Now Kamiko pointed to the photos on the wall. His jaw dropped. "She's…not a monster…?!"
"Not anymore. Same as myself and Fumio. Rendor can become one again at will. I will summon Atomic Samurai for you," Kamiko said and pressed a button for Orotsu to know that someone was needed from the back. Kamikaze now walked out from the back room with Tacki held in his arms.
"Oh. Hey. Good to see you," Kamikaze nodded and chewed on the stick he always had. "Yeah, a lot happened while you were gone."
"Ah…I can tell…" Iaian blinked at Tacki.
"I think he went stupid," Tacki whispered loudly in Kamikaze's ear to get him grinning and snickering.
"He does that a lot," Kamikaze chuckled and kissed her before looking at his disciple. "Anyways, she knows how to use a sword. And she made a dagger. This was before she became a monster. Now that she's back to normal, she wants to take up what she was supposed to have learned with full sword mastery."
"What?!" Iaian blinked.
"Yeah. So she'll be training alongside you as another disciple," Kamikaze said. "I did some practice tests with her. She knows all the proper basic techniques for handling a sword."
"Do I need to sleep in another room?" she asked.
"I'm not gonna answer that," Kamikaze glanced at her with a small grin.
"Do we sleep in a crate?" she asked now. He cringed, ran a hand over his face and looked at her with a slightly wicked gleam in his eye.
"You are definitely keeping me on my toes. Good," he chuckled and let her place her arms around his neck. Iaian was just in shock on what he witnessing. "Hey. Wake up!"
"Oh! Ah…yes, Master!" Iaian said quickly.
"I know you went on a mission for the urn, but the antidote was in it," Kamikaze said. "So, it's fine."
"Did you destroy the urn yet?" Iaian asked now.
"Ah…I don't think we did…" Tacki frowned.
"Do it tonight. The sooner the better," Iaian said. "I did find something. The urn needs to be destroyed or something bad can happen. I didn't get to understand what it was, but we have to destroy that urn. Quickly."
"I am retrieving it now," Inichi said to focus on where it was in the home. "I would advise to have Kamikaze destroy it."
"Right. Like how the green girl helped Rendor. Got it," Kamikaze nodded. Inichi chuckled at what he called Tatsumaki. "She has a long name."
"I'm sure," Inichi said and guided the floating urn right to Kamikaze.
"Okay. I'm taking this outside the back of the restaurant. Tacki, stick with me. Iaian, come with me, too, and stand guard," Kamikaze grunted. Iaian bowed and started to follow him. Tacki ensured the lid was sealed on the urn when she got carried out of the restaurant. As they were leaving, an old man with gray hair and wearing a business suit confronted them.
"That artifact! Will you sell it to me?" he asked.
"Nope. It's getting destroyed. Too dangerous to keep around," Kamikaze said bluntly. "Excuse me."
"Oh…" the man said with disappointment. Now Inichi turned to study the customer with complete scrutiny.
"You…made that…?" Inichi asked softly to keep from drawing attention.
"I did…" the man swallowed.
"It turned her into a monster. The note found within it was to destroy it," Inichi said now. "Why would you want it back?"
"I was testing their resolve on keeping it. I'm glad it will be destroyed. I came here when I learned what happened. To explain the cure. Now that it is discovered…I need to leave," the man sighed. That was when Inichi's red eyes with cat eye pupils widened.
"How many of those did you make?!" Inichi now said loudly. Kamikaze swerved now to glare with shock. Saitama and Mitsumi both looked over with concern and mild surprise. Kamiko gasped and let Genos move in front of her.
"Ah…" the man cringed. "Can we…talk later?"
"He made that thing?!" Kamikaze hissed out.
"Oh…" Tacki frowned was now cradled close in a protective way. The man turned to look at her with intense sadness.
"We can talk later," he said.
"Let me know when," Inichi said. The man nodded and was able to leave after that. Kamikaze was almost ready to charge at him, but Tacki kept him back with a soft sigh.
"I'm glad it happened. I met you from it," Tacki said to him. Now Kamikaze paused on hearing this and looked at her. He took the stick out of his mouth and pressed a long kiss to her mouth. When it broke, he simply gazed at her. He knew exactly what to say next.
"Marry me," he said in a rather soft, yet intense tone.
"Okay," she smiled and got kissed again. Zenchu clapped his hands to get the restaurant cheering at this news.
"Master?!" Iaian gaped.
"Find me an engagement ring that's worthy of her," Kamikaze ordered. "Go! I didn't stutter!"
"Ah…as you say, Master!" Iaian blinked.
"Let me know the price. We can acquire it," Inichi said. "Just think to me."
"Oh! Ah, okay!" Iaian nodded and now walked quickly out of the restaurant to do his master's bidding.
"I knew you were in love," Bane grinned at him from the table that he was at with Charanko. Kamikaze just sighed and laughed softly before putting the stick back in his mouth. Saitama only nodded and went back to eating his udon noodle dish with Mitsumi. Fumio was all too happy for Tacki now, but he went back to eating with his parents.
"Let's destroy this," Kamikaze grunted at the urn in Tacki's hands and moved quickly to the back of the restaurant again. Tsuruga moved to guard the doorway to ensure no one would interfere with the small destruction.
Genos was standing with Kamiko when he got a call on his phone. "Hello? Oh! Dr. Kuseno! Ah…I thought…it's ready now? I see. With correct measurements…okay…"
"Hmm?" Kamiko blinked. Then her eyes widened at what he was talking about. Inichi was grinning with confirmation.
"I need to go to an appointment. I'll be back," Genos said and squeezed her before quickly heading out the door. She was simply blushing a bit now and had to compose herself. Zenchu was soon standing next to her to grin.
"You can shut up!" Kamiko said quickly to get him laughing.
"What? He's gonna become an anatomically correct robotic doll!" Zenchu grinned a bit wider. He laughed when she smacked his arm with embarrassment. Inichi slapped a hand over his mouth and sighed with complete humor at it all. Fubuki hid her face in her coat to keep herself quiet.
"Mr. Saitama? Can you please come over and slap Zenchu?" Kamiko now asked from where she stood. Saitama looked up with a blank stare to get Zenchu gaping with complete shock.
"What did he say?" Saitama asked. Inichi sent over the conversation. "Huh. Technically…he's not wrong…"
"Oh no!" Kamiko grimaced.
"Huh?" Mitsumi frowned and he whispered to her. "Ah…Saitama?"
"Yes?" he asked and kissed her forehead.
"Please slap Zenchu later," Mitsumi nodded.
"Lady Mitsumi!" Zenchu was now at her side to slightly beg for forgiveness.
"Zenchu, you keep saying how others need take what punishments they get. It's time for yours. Right?" Saitama asked and sipped some tea. Fumio was laughing at Zenchu's stammering excuses now. "Maybe I'll just flick your arm. Or your tail. You regenerate, anyways."
"Ah…no! Please?!" Zenchu grimaced.
"Zenchu," Mitsumi sighed and started to laugh softly. "Sit with me, please."
"Okay…" Zenchu muttered and was able to claim a chair. She ran a hand through his hair now to keep him calm.
"Our hour here is almost up," Saitama said and looked up at the entrance of Neutral Grounds. A thin, pale man in a very expensive suit with slicked back black hair strode in like he owned the place and looked around with his brown eyes. Mitsumi narrowed her eyes. Zenchu let out a small growl of recognition.
"It's another rat…" Zenchu grunted. Rendor caught the tension in the air quickly and got into a defensive vibe. Tatsumaki blinked and watched the man curiously. Inichi hovered over Fubuki and waited to see what was going to be pulled. He was also contacting Sweet Mask that Fumihiro made an appearance. Tsuruga was watching everything from the security cameras, and even Orotsu was keeping a close eye on the main room. Kamikaze was about to head back inside at the news, but decided to wait it out with Tacki and watch the cameras with Tsuruga in case he was needed.
"Where's my meal?" Fumihiro asked with an arrogant air.
"You can sit down and pay normally. You are not a hero," Kamiko said.
"Oh? Maybe I can take you to a club later and show you that heroes aren't all that," Fumihiro grinned.
"I'm dating a class S hero, actually. He'd slap you into a wall and compress the material down without even thinking," Kamiko smiled. That got Fumihiro to blink and scowl softly.
"Figured you were used goods," he muttered. Kamiko rose a brow and now saw Rendor stand up to show he was pissed.
"Apologize for that!" Rendor said.
"Or what?" Fumihiro smirked. Then his eyes widened when Rendor let the monster change happen. His body bulked back up, the fur came back in with a much richer texture with more of a bear's build, and his face simply morphed back into the tiger's muzzle. His lion's mane was fully blown out and twice the size it was before. He glared with a burning orange light in his tiger eyes to show he was royally pissed at what his sister was called.
"Now…!" Rendor seethed with the gravelly tone back in his voice while effectively bearing his massive teeth. "You…apologize…!"
Charanko's jaw was dropped. Everyone in the restaurant was hushed over this, but they knew they weren't under attack. Mitsumi was quick to rise up with Saitama and move swiftly in front of Rendor to keep the atmosphere under control.
"Rendor, please back down?" Mitsumi asked softly.
"Yes, Lady Mitsumi. It just…pissed me off," Rendor sighed.
"I like the new look, though," Saitama chuckled and they shook hands.
"Thanks," Rendor chuckled. Then he looked at Zenchu to snort. "You keep your mouth shut!"
"I wasn't gonna say anything," Zenchu said with his hands up to get small bits of laughter all over now. Mitsumi now regarded her biological brother in full.
"Fumihiro, why did you come here? You know that Atsuko was taken away from here by Sweet Mask. The same thing is likely going to happen with you now. Why did you show up?" she asked.
"To deliver a message," Fumihiro smirked and suddenly found himself levitated by Inichi. He gaped when the small knife he was hoping to stab her with was removed and dropped onto the ground. The entire crowd in the restaurant gasped and pointed at it with complete shock. Inichi kept giving the sensation to remain calm and that the issue was under control. This also means they are all witnesses to this…
"Hmm?" Saitama frowned and picked up the knife.
"He was hoping to stab Lady Mitsumi," Inichi said with a hint of rage. The customers and heroes around them all let out small sounds of shock and outrage again. Saitama now looked at Fumihiro and snapped the knife up into tiny pieces before putting them in the wastebasket provided by Kamiko.
"Zenchu, you're relieved from getting slapped. This guy is taking your place," Saitama said with a blank stare at Fumihiro.
"Oh, thank you!" Zenchu said with complete relief. "So you know, he was in Ajito's lab trying to steal the vials to cure Lady Mitsumi, too."
"Really? Huh. His slap just turned into a punch to the face. Maybe his gut, too. Eh…maybe his whole damned body. If he breaks, I don't think I'll care," Saitama said with a sudden edge to his voice. Fumihiro's jaw dropped with complete shock. "Mitsumi, I don't want you to do anything. Okay? I'm handling it. You just played me as the Wild card. Just so you know…I might kill him."
"Yes, dear. I know," she smiled and let him kiss her before regarding Fumihiro again. When Sweet Mask came in, Kamiko was quick to stop him.
"He tried to hurt Lady Mitsumi," she said to him. "Mr. Saitama needs to exact punishment. That one tried to get away with attempting to stab her. The knife is destroyed now."
"What?!" Sweet Mask hissed. She showed him the destroyed knife, and he called over a man from the Hero Association that was waiting nearby to collect the evidence into a plastic bag to avoid touching it. "Caped Baldy wears gloves, so his fingerprints won't be on it. What's this, though?"
"Huh?" Mitsumi frowned at what Sweet Mask found on the broken hilt. Then she gasped with complete shock and outrage.
"Mitsumi?" Saitama looked at her with concern.
"That knife…it was something my father owned…! He was…going to stab me with Father's knife!" Mitsumi cringed. Saitama was quick to move Mitsumi over to Sweet Mask to examine it. "Yes…that crest…I know it."
"So do I. It's evidence now. And destroyed," Sweet Mask frowned.
"Sorry," Saitama said.
"It's okay. Sweet Mask, when you're done with it, please send it to me. Tacki can repair it. That's fine. But…this means that this family…they are still residing in the main house. This knife was always in Father's study. It never left that room and was displayed along a shelf in a glass case. That means the case was broken into in order to get the knife," she said with sorrow.
"You said your father's computer was in his study…" Saitama said. That had her gasp with shock. "I can only hope those files are safe."
"Or if Metal Knight got to them first…" Mitsumi frowned hard.
"Maybe we should storm the home now," Saitama mused.
"Huh?" she blinked.
"NO! You can't!" Fumihiro panicked.
"That means that Miu is there and doesn't know that you're here," Inichi said. "With only Himiko there and Daiki away…"
"Now would be the time to go in," Sweet Mask said. "Okay. Detain Fumihiro and we'll start planning. You'll need to come by the Hero Association."
"Can we do this tomorrow?" Saitama frowned.
"We can safely wait until the early morning hours to meet at the Hero Association," Inichi confirmed. "Nothing is suspected. Fumihiro gave the excuse that he was going to go to a club. Usually those events don't bring him back for a couple days. It was something he always did."
"I still need to punch him," Saitama said flatly. "Or kill him. Whatever comes first."
"Can it be a light hit? We do need to interrogate him," Sweet Mask asked.
"And feed him something…nutritious…" Zenchu muttered.
"Indeed," Mitsumi nodded.
"Hmm…" Saitama thought, pressed a kiss to Mitsumi's cheek and motioned for Inichi to bring the man outside the restaurant.
"You can't do this!" Fumihiro panicked now.
"Did he piss himself yet?" Rendor asked Kamiko.
"I'm sure he will shortly," she grinned and watched Saitama slap the man right into the waiting car to get knocked out. Then he was bound by the other men waiting to get escorted neatly to the Hero Association. He was likely going to be united with his oldest sister and fed an interesting meal.
"Okay. Time to head home," Saitama said and lifted Mitsumi into his arms. "Fumio! We need to go!"
"Oh! Okay, Dad," he said and was quick to finish off his small dessert cake before running over to join them. Rendor was able to revert back to being human and got tackled by Tatsumaki.
"We're going, too," she said and clung to him.
"Ah…I guess we are," Rendor chuckled and held her in his arms.
"We need to fix our room up," she said and sat on his shoulder.
"We do?" Rendor asked and blinked at her soft whisper. "I guess we do…"
"Don't piss her off. Just reminding you," Zenchu chuckled.
"Thanks…" Rendor sighed and laughed.
"I need to help King get the rest of his belongings," Kianna said. "We'll be back home later on."
"I can assist," Inichi nodded. "Just inform me of when."
"Will do," King nodded back from where he sat with her. Tacki and Kamikaze were now showing up to show the urn was fully destroyed. They wanted to head back now, too, to get to their room. Inichi watched Fubuki walk over to show she also wanted to head back.
"Inichi," Fubuki said.
"Ah, yes, my dear?" Inichi asked eloquently.
"I'll need to fully move into that corner apartment on the fifth floor. With you," she smiled. "I think Richoo said his family was on the same floor on the left, so let's go with the right side corner. Just to keep any noise down."
"Ah! Yes, we shall work on that. And…noise? Oh!" Inichi chuckled and paused at the small blush he did to get the others laughing. He made the blue bubble around the small group and was quick to bring them all back to their apartment complex home.