Writing Saitama was a blast! Hope you enjoy this chapter like I enjoyed writing it!
King walked down the street to the nondescript building that housed Saitama's apartment. On the way he had stopped a Tiger-level threat, specifically a spaghetti monster.
Yes, you heard that right, a spaghetti monster.
He had run into the giant blob of spaghetti while it was declaring its terrible backstory to the world. Of course, it wouldn't be a typical monster if it didn't have hostages. They were forced to listen to it's pathetic backstory in silence.
It declared that it loved pasta so much that it had searched for the greatest pasta on earth. But it was disappointed at the incredibly low quality and decided that it would create the best… As a result it had transformed into the perfect pasta- Spaghetti.
King was dumbstruck by the sheer stupidity of the monster. He had seen his fair share of monsters but it seemed that more and more monsters were transforming as a result of silly reasons.
The S-class hero couldn't understand it.
The Hero Association had researched the subject and discovered that you became a monster after you were consumed with an extreme obsession. They had been termed "Mysterious Beings" because the majority of monsters had been human.
But that meant that there were a small number that had always been monsters. The Hero Association decided to term them Mysterious Beings for political correctness because of the fact that the select few monsters weren't human to begin with.
King was sure that there were plenty of behind the scenes bureaucracy behind the decision but he didn't care.
But it had become a common consensus that all "Mysterious Beings" had a few screws loose.
The monster's method of attack was capturing civilians by grabbing them with its tendrils and forcing them to eat its spaghetti body until they choked or were crushed by its limbs. Before it forced them to eat its body it always asked them if it tasted best and without waiting for a reply forcing the strands down the victim's throat.
King had seen enough and didn't want to delay his commute to his (best) friend's apartment any longer. So he took his hat off and started to walk closer to the monster. Naturally, as soon as he did that the many onlookers(why weren't they running?) noticed him and started calling out his feats.
"That's King "The Strongest Man Alive! He'll crush you!"
"King has been known to kill monsters just by looking at them!"
"King's clash with the Alien Invaders' leader caused the moon to shatter!"
"King's has killed hundreds of God level monsters! He's so strong that we never heard them being destroyed!"
"That sound you hear, that's the legendary King Engine! You'll be dead before you see it!"
And it went on and on and on. It was honestly a bit annoying. Ever since what had been termed as the Invasion Incident, his popularity had surged dramatically. More and more fans were shouting out his feats, when he saved them, monsters surrendered instantly as soon as they saw him. It was not uncommon for monsters to faint in King's presence.
There had even been a monster that had died from fear.
Also… He had risen to Rank 2 on the S-class hero rankings. So that was one of the many reasons for his newfound popularity and he received a massive increase in salary… Which was nice, since he was running low on controllers.
The Spaghetti "Mysterious Being" was frozen, too shocked from the sudden change in atmosphere. One moment the crowd was full of fear, the next they were yelling and insulting him.
They had also parted to let the S-class hero easy access to the monster. King walked closer, step after step. On his face was his patented intimidating glare. The monster unfroze and fearfully let out a pitiful threat.
"D-d-don't presume t-to think th-that I-I-'ll go down easily. Die!"
He began to swing his many tendrils at King, but the impending heartbeats that reverberated throughout the area caused the monster to stop just as it came within a few feet from King.
His emotionless expression that was already terrifying, became even more horrifying as the monster hurriedly bowed down while begging for mercy. The monster's sobbing apologies filled the silent block as everyone stared at it with disgust. The rank 2 hero opened his phone and speed-dialled the Hero Association.
In a matter of minutes, a lower-ranked hero appeared and restrained the mysterious being. King put on his hat and walked on. Some gutsy civilians decided that they wished to follow the hero and learn where he hung out.
Perhaps to sell the location to the media?
But one intimidating look and they all scampered away. Soon enough King arrived at Saitama's apartment and knocked on the door. His friend's cyborg student opened the door, looked around to make sure that nobody was there before letting him in.
"Don't worry I made sure that I wasn't followed." The scarred hero notified the teenage hero.
"Oh, I'm not looking for your fans. Recently Master has been receiving some unwanted attention from the riff raff. And as his student, it is my duty to make sure that they aren't lurking around."
"Yeah, I get it." King empathized with his fellow S-class. "It's only by some miracle that my own apartment has remained hidden from the public. There's been a whole forum dedicated to finding out where I live."
King had been feeling more and more confident since he discovered that he did in fact have powers and incredibly powerful ones at that. As a result, he had become a bit more sociable and no longer tried to remain silent and as introverted as he had been.
"Where's Saitama?" The older S-class hero asked when he felt the conversation die out.
"Sensei is in the shower."
"The shower?"
"He had another good dream."
"Ahh, got it."
Saitama had told King about his tendency to have amazing dreams, however, they always got interrupted just before the climax. The bald hero had taken up the practice of showering after one in order to cool off.
The two S-class heroes sat in awkward silence for a few minutes until the owner of the apartment came out of the bathroom, dressed in only a pair of pants.
"Yo," he said while waving his hand, a towel on his head.
Good morning, I brought Death Tournament 2, Murder Mayhem 5, and Sundering Swordsman. Which one do you want to play?" King couldn't be bothered to start with meaningless small talk, so he jumped straight into the point.
"Hmm. Let's play Sundering Swordsman, we haven't played that yet and I want to beat you once."
"...Yeah" King replied awkwardly. Genos and King were both aware of Saitama's tendency to lose in video games. For all of his immeasurable power, he was terrible at video games.
Though it was mostly because of his need for constant fine control. If said hero didn't contain his vast strength for even a fraction of a second, he would destroy the controller and all his progress.
As a result, he was so focused on trying not to destroy it that he lost to King.
Every Single Time.
King pulled the game out of thin air, electing a surprised cry from the resident cyborg.
"Where did you get that!"
"Ahh, you didn't see this part of my power, did you? Part of my King Engine allows me to have a personal dimension that I can freely access." Explained King to the inquisitive teenager.
"So you use it to store video games?!" The blond cyborg replied incredulously.
An awkward silence fell upon the room as King started at Genos intently "...Yes."
"But think of all the possibilities for such a unique power. We could use it for transportation of food, Inventions, Weapons, Classified inf-."
"Quiet Genos, can't you see that we're about to start?" Saitama interrupted.
"Ah, yes master. My apologies." Genos bowed deeply to his teacher who waved off the apology.
King booted up the game console and he and Saitama started to play while Genos set about cleaning the house, paying attention to his teacher's specific choice of curses and noting them down while recording King's many strategies.
A few hours later they heard a ring at the door.
"Genos! Go get the door!" Saitama yelled as the doorbell continued to ring. But Genos was nowhere to be found. "Eh… I'll get it, pause the game until I get back."
"Alright," agreed King amicably.
As the caped hero neared the door he heard someone yelling about a blizzard? He assumed that they were trying to sell a product named Blizzard? Maybe an ice cream machine?
The bald hero opened the door slightly, "I'm sorry, but I don't need your ice cream machine. Please scam someone else."
As he bluntly announced his declaration, he bowed politely and started closing the door. But the suited salesman with the strangely groomed eyelashes and long black hair stuck his foot in the door brazenly, stopping it from closing.
"I'm not a scammer!" the feminine man shouted angrily as if the very idea sickened him. "We're all heroes who outrank you! Show some respect to your betters!"
Saitama opened the door once more. Immediately a tall beautiful woman wearing a green skintight dress and white fur coat pushed the man aside and introduced herself.
"I am sure that you have heard of me, the stunning Hellish Blizzard. It's a pleasure to meet you B-class rank 7 Caped Baldy."
As soon as the woman said Saitama's hero moniker, veins started bulging out of his forehead and the noise of gritting teeth was heard. "I Have No Idea Who You Are!"
"Eh, this is the B-class rank 1 hero Hellish Blizzard! How can you not know the name of your senior!" Eyelashes informed.
Fubuki was slightly irked but nonetheless noticed his adverse reaction to his hero name and changed her recruitment plan slightly.
"Oh. Sorry, never heard of you. What do you want." The yellow-clad baldy asked, picking his nose at the same time, his anger ebbing away almost instantly.
"It is common knowledge that when a hero makes it to B class he pays his respects to Fubuki Sama!" The other suited buff fellow who stood next Fubuki announced.
Saitama stepped outside and closed the door. "Hello, I'm Saitama, nice to meet you."
Of course, when this was said in an intimidating manner that the hero had picked up from King, the results were effective. Immediately after his introduction, the ensemble of B-class heroes took a step back.
A moment later Fubuki realised what she'd just done and immediately took two steps forwards and pretended like nothing happened. 'When we get him to join he could be great for intimidation,' she thought to herself. Despite her thoughts, her body language stayed strong and regal.
"Are you aware that there are several factions inside the Hero Association?"
Saitama frowned in confusion.
"I see you don't so I'll explain it to you. There are a couple such as The C-class Hero Alliance, The Surly Brothers led by Smile Man, Atomic Samurai's Disciples led by the S-class hero Atomic Samurai himself. There is also the Blizzard Group led by myself and lastly is the Tank Topper Army who I'm sure you've met."
"No, not really." The bald hero replied absentmindedly. "It doesn't ring a bell."
'What!' Fubuki exclaimed inwardly, 'how can this idiot not know of the very heroes who almost destroyed his reputation! How dumb is he?'
"Well, they are the heroes who sabotaged you when you helped out during the meteor crisis."
There had been plenty of rumours spread by the Tank Toppers who told the story of how the Caped Baldy had caused most of the wreckage during the crisis. It was obviously far fetched but lots of people had believed it.
Fubuki thought that he was helping people out of the rubble and the Tank Toppers wanted to steal the glory. They had a terrible reputation for that kind of behaviour within the Association.
"Ohhh, them. Yeah now I remember them, they aren't very nice are they?" He asked ignorantly.
"Yes, now you understand why you must join a faction. If you don't you will be stepped upon by those who wish to steal the glory! That's why I have come to you today, to invite you to join my faction; The Blizzard Group!"
"No thanks."
"When you join you will get- wait what?! You're not joining?!"
"No."
'I'll try a soft sell one more time and if it fails then I'll have to show him what happens to rookies who don't obey their seniors!' She thought angrily.
"Listen, Caped Baldy." She focused on his moniker. "I noticed that you don't like your hero name. I am not someone to be trifled with and have some influence in the Hero Association. If you join my faction I'll get them to change your name as well as give you increased benefits."
This caught the dullard's attention. "Oh, that's actually a pretty good offer…" The bald hero started stroking his chin.
Fubuki was sure that she had gotten him hook, line and sinker when a cry from inside the apartment was heard. "Oy Saitama, what's taking so long! If you don't come I'm resuming the game!"
Immediately Saitama's face changed from one of deep thought to panic, before he bowed down with his hands clasped together.
"I'm very sorry, but I won't be subscribing to your service. It had some great content but you really need to work on your delivery, bye-bye!"
With that, the hero turned around, entered his apartment, slammed the door shut in their faces and they heard lock turning. All three of the B-class heroes stood rooted in their spots, frozen from the sudden rude behaviour.
A moment later a loud scream was heard. "HOW DARE THAT IDIOT TREAT ME LIKE THAT!"
"Fubuki-sama let's break this clown's door down and make sure that he can't be a hero anymore!" Seethed Eyelashes, the feminine man.
"I say we destroy his apartment and make sure that he won't leave the hospital!" Roared Mountain Ape, the burly hero.
"NO! We'll cripple him and his friend and when that baldy reaches the peak of despair we'll put him out of his misery," Fubuki declared.
Mountain Ape punched through the door and ripped it off its hinges. Fubuki used her psychic power to drag all of the apartment's inhabitants outside with her power.
Only that didn't happen.
All she dragged was some kitchenware, a sofa, a bean bag and finally a gaming console.
Not people.
"Ehhh… Fubuki-sama, what's wrong? Why isn't he coming out?" Eyelashes asked foolishly.
Immediately after the hero asked the question, an angry Saitama came running out of the apartment. "Damn YOU! I was about to win, my first win!"
"What-," Fubuki didn't understand what she had done but if it caused him pain then she would take credit for the act. "You deserve it for rejecting me, Hellish Blizzard. Now tremble as you shall experience the worst agony imaginable!"
Fubuki's two subordinates dashed to some far off buildings in order to hide from the ensuing attack. At the same time the dark-haired woman telekinetically raised rocks pebbles and rubble threateningly.
"You're going to throw some pebbles at me? Do you think that will work!" Saitama inquired, his anger momentarily forgotten as he stared dumbly at the Esper.
"Hellstorm!" She declared, a tornado appeared grabbing all unpinned objects, rocks and rubble lying around and rotating them at incredible speeds.
"You'll die slowly and painfully. I pity you, to be confined in my Hellstorm is one of the worst tortures alive. It slowly breaks you mentally and physically until you just want to end your life.
"But that's what you deserve for slighting me and the Blizzard Group." The younger sister of Tatsumaki announced.
"Wow if you are the heroes, then no wonder villains and monsters appear all the time." Saitama's voice was heard in Fubuki's ear, she quickly turned around and was shocked to see the bald hero in all of his shiny garish yellow, red and white glory.
"Die!" She directed all the rubble in her vicinity at the yellow-clad hero… who dodged immediately.
"People like you aren't cut out to be heroes. In this world, there are plenty of villains and monsters. It's our duty as heroes to kill them. Be it alone or with help, we are the last defence against this threat.
But instead, you focus on attacking heroes weaker than you, stomping out their spirit and disposing of those who could help fight villains. You are no different than a monster! And as a hero, it is my duty to stop you, so this is for my DEAD WIN!"
Saitama's fist shot out, stopping millimetres away from Fubuki's face. The sheer force from the blow generated an enormous shockwave that blasted the woman away from her attacker, sending her flying.
Only her Esper abilities stopped her from dying from her impacting the adjacent building. After stopping herself she stood up unsteadily, her eyes widened as her face took on an ugly expression.
"Who do you think you are to presume my motivations! You don't know me! You aren't aware of my trials! My tribulations! Don't underestimate me!" The Esper flew into the air and at the same time channeled all her psychic energy into the ground. Soon an enormous dome surrounded Saitama.
She clenched her hands and all of the earth was condensed into one ball, which Fubuki levitated high into the air. Then she smashed her hands down, the condensed earth orb mirrored her motions and plunged down at astounding speeds. The impact created a crater that caused a massive dust cloud to envelop the area.
"Now you're dead you arrogant bastard."
"Oy! What happened here? Saitama?" A voice was heard from the Caped Baldy's apartment.
Fubuki turned around and was about to deal with the other guy when an explosion resounded behind her.
BOOM!
Only thanks to her years of training did she manage to put up a shield of energy to block out the majority of the explosion. She turned around and saw The S-class rank 14 "Demon Cyborg" Genos.
'What was he doing here?'
Under his breath, Genos muttered, "I was trying to catch a rat and somehow we went in circles and managed to end up back at sensei's apartment."
He turned and looked into the smoke. "I apologize for this mess master."
"Ohh Genos!" A very familiar voice complained, "what good is apologizing? You do this every single time! Do you know how much trouble it will be to clean this up?"
"Yes. I usually clean it up…'' The Cyborg responded stoically.
"So what happened here?" Another voice asked.
The smoke cleared and Fubuki saw Caped Baldy standing next to Genos looking irritated and the S-class rank 2 hero King next to him looking mildly interested.
The Caped Baldy had connections with two S-class heroes and not a normal one, King! The man widely considered to be the strongest man alive!
"I'm not sure," Caped Bal-no Saitama responded. "I think I may have spotted Sonic around here but I'm not sure."
"Oh isn't he that masochist that you told me about? That impaled his balls on your fist?" King asked curiously.
"That's the one." Saitama acknowledged.
"I see."
'What's going on? I'm not sure I'm following the conversation, it's so absurd. I have to inquire even if it will cost me my life.'
"Whaaat?" Fubuki asked confusedly, mentally cursing at herself for her inelegant inquiry. "You have connections to S-class heroes?"
"You mean Genos and King?"
"Y-yes?"
"I'm Master Saitama's disciple," Genos answered the question seriously.
"Saitama's a good friend of mine." King piped up gruffly.
"Whaa?" Fubuki tried to understand how this lowly B-class knew such highly respected S-class heroes so well.
"Wait master, that reminded me. Don't we have that meeting with Bang tomorrow?"
"Oh, yeah. King, want to come?" Saitama asked carelessly.
'Bang, the S-class rank 4 hero known as Silverfang. How many S-class heroes does Caped Baldy know?' Fubuki thought incredulously.
"Yeah, sure. Though you'll need to tell me when so I'll know when I should wake up. I'm doing a video game marathon tonight."
Saitama nodded and looked at Genos inquiringly, "you're seeing Bang at 11 am."
The B-class hero nodded at King and pointed at Genos, answering King's question.
"You know the rank 4 hero as well?!" The B-class hero asked disbelievingly.
"Yeah, he keeps on bugging us."
"Well, Bang isn't 'bugging us' sensei. He wants us to be his students." Genos corrected his master.
"Silverfang wants you two to be his students and you deny the opportunity?" Fubuki double-checked.
"Yep."
"Wait who are you?" King asked, finally remembering that he wasn't familiar with this woman.
"That is B-class rank 1 "Hellish Blizzard" Fubuki, also known as Rookie Crusher. She targets B-class newbies with potential and either forces them to join her or permanently retires them from hero work. I see you were targ-."
"Exploding Shuriken!"
Genos' was cut mid-sentence by a giant shuriken that blew up in his face.
Fubuki was about to ask about the shuriken when Saitama opened his mouth. "Oy hurry up and show yourself. It's getting crowded and I want to beat King at least once today. So let's do it. I beat you up and we finish."
Genos began to say how the Shuriken wouldn't hurt him when King told him to be quiet.
"I was content to spend my day thrashing Saitama's ass around, but we've been interrupted one too many times today and I'm really starting to lose patience.
"You have five seconds to disappear before you're sent home in a body bag. Five-" King's rumoured King Engine started and was becoming louder and louder. "Four, Three, Two, One."
"So King is here as well?" Sonic ignored King's threat. "Perfect I will be able to show my skills off to the world by beating you two."
"Sensei and King don't have to deal with you, I am enough!" Genos yelled as he blurred out of sight.
Saitama sighed as King scratched his head, his threat forgotten as the cyborg leapt into action. King was going to give a serious lecture to Genos on the importance of not undermining his threats.
The S-class cyborg and the ninja zoomed around the street, their clashes blasting the area and destroying it.
'Incredible,' Fubuki thought. 'I can't even see them, is this how S-class heroes fight?'
The fight was picking up as the explosions started to grow in size. Sonic slashed forawrds and incapacitated Genos. He collapsed face first into the ground.
'This ninja defeated an S-class hero easily and he doesn't seem afraid of King at all!'
"Oy Saitama, I'm getting rid of him, ok?" King turned to his friend questioningly.
"Don't underestimate me!" Sonic yelled angrily. "Ever since I fought you Saitama, I have only experienced defeat! You symbolize the ultimate obstacle and until I defeat you I will constantly doubt myself! Therefore I have developed this technique Te-"
Before Sonic could continue a giant gauntleted hand materialized and swatted him away like a fly, sending him flying into the horizon. The hand then promptly disappeared like it had never been there.
'So that's the legendary King Engine.' Fubuki thought. 'It's more impressive than I thought.'
King and Saitama turned to Fubuki.
"Now what to do with you?" King said impassively.
Fubuki whimpered.
Line Break
Somehow Fubuki had found herself inside the destroyed apartment of Saitama relaying her life story to the two heroes while Genos lay unconscious on the living room floor.
"-and that's why I decided to create the Blizzard Group. Since my sister was strong alone and couldn't make friends I decided to do the opposite and have friends who would be strong together."
"So basically you decided to follow the mindset of 'I can't be strong I'll make everyone else weak?'" Saitama said bluntly. "That's not a very good mindset for a hero.''
"No! I need to prove to my sister that I am better than her at something!" Fubuki declared.
"You decided to be a hero, correct?" King asked her.
"Err, yes." She responded hesitantly.
"Then you must strive to be the greatest hero you can be, it doesn't matter what your reasons were. A hero is someone who does what is just, they save everyone equally no matter what.
A hero is a shining beacon of hope that reminds civilians that there will always be someone who will save them. It is difficult to take responsibility and bear that burden but in order to become someone worthy of the title "Hero," you must do it.
So cast away all petty and villainous behaviour and become someone you can be proud of!" King lectured passionately, Fubuki was astonished at the stoic hero's wisdom.
But she still took every word he said and engraved it onto her heart. This would be how she would act from now on.
"Yes!" Fubuki declared emotionally, letting tears flow down her face for the first time in years as she allowed herself to be vulnerable.
Naturally what King said is basically regurgitating what many manga protagonists say. He doesn't follow that mentality.
Also, it looks like I will stop updating this for the meantime. I might let out another chapter but I doubt that I will release three chapters in a week like I did now. This was quite intense.
I'm curious to know if you want more OG silly monster encounters like I created in the beginning. If the characters were in character? Is the chapter believable?
Share your thoughts about the chapter in the comments section.