"When the time comes, don't expect someone to save you."

The little girl stared at the floor at the man's words. While it may have been true she pleaded for someone to help her the first year, she had gotten less hopeful as time went by. At this point, she already figured out that much for herself.

"Do you understand?"

Before she could mutter her confirmation, the man was sent flying, and the resulting sonic boom caused a loud ringing in her head.


With a groan, Tatsumaki turned off her alarm and headed back to bed. When it became obvious that she was not falling asleep again, she flung her blanket off with a frustrated huff. Sometimes she really hates her job. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she slowly climbed out of bed to start the day. With a few minutes of stretching until she could no longer get the satisfying pops, and her morning snack in hand, the esper flipped on the news channel.

Apparently there wasn't much in terms of monster attacks. In fact, the only thing on the channels as she switched between them was Amai Mask, something about a new movie. She couldn't be bothered to care. Tatsumaki frowned. There had to be some way she could spend her time. Everything she thought of was quickly shut down, and her brain eventually drifted to her boyfriend, but some part of her wanted some other way to quench her boredom. No matter how hard she tried though, once she landed on the idea of bothering Saitama, it didn't go away.

Clicking her tongue in annoyance at her useless brain, Tatsumaki sent a text to Genos, unsure if her boyfriend would even be awake this early and not wanting to be the one to wake him up. She knows the pain of being forced awake after all.

Almost immediately, Genos replied. Rolling her eyes, the esper flipped back to her inbox. At least she could be sure that Genos would be there for her sister if nothing else, not to mention it could be a good indication he's in trouble if he ever failed to reply.

'Saitama-Sensei is indeed asleep. I assume you wish to come over?'

'No shit Sherlock.' Why else would she ask if Saitama was awake and if he was free.

'Saitama-Sensei usually wakes at around 0830. Including his morning routine, he should be ready for you by 0900. I shall have breakfast ready by then, unless you wish to dine alone with him of course.'

It would save her the trouble of donning a disguise. Plus, he can definitely cook. And didn't Saitama want her to try more food outside her comfort zone? 'Whatever. Just make sure it's nothing sour or spicy.'

'Finally growing out of pastries I see.'

Tatsumaki frowned. Since when did the maid grow a pair? 'I'll fling your stupid metal ass to space if I want to cyborg, and not even Fubuki can save you.'

'I have no doubt you can but I doubt you will.'

'I am pleased to inform you that you are mistaken. Hope to god you're space proof, cyborg.'

Pleased with the lack of a response, she put her phone down and headed for a bath. As she soaked in the tub, she thought about what she could do today. Half of her gave the automatic response of "Kill monsters and save idiotic civilians, duh." while the other simply told her "Whatever you wanna do, idiot." and honestly, she never found it easier to dismiss the working half.

When Tatsumaki got out, she noticed her phone had a notification. As she dried her hair, she read the latest text from Genos and almost dropped her jaw to the floor from the contents of his message.

'凸(- ͜ -)'

Yup. The cyborg is gonna die. And so is Fubuki for teaching him how to do this because there is no way some over serious piece of scrap knows how to emote. Then again, he is kind of a walking computer so maybe... no, definitely Fubuki.

'You wanna see space that badly? Because I can arrange a flight today.'

'Not interested. There is a high probability a guest will be coming in later, and Sensei will likely require my help serving refreshments so he does not need to get up.'

Tatsumaki snorted. 'What's so important that you have to be a maid?'

'Saitama-Sensei will be engaging King in virtual reality combat.'

Her eyes narrowed at the text. 'King? As in tall blond with a scar King? And since fucking when did we get a VR system?'

'You are correct. And by virtual reality I meant video games. Did I get your hopes up?'

'Fuck you, cyborg.' Yes. Yes he did. So much for relieving her boredom.

'Perhaps I could forward your interest to the association. It would be practical for heroes to have a form of training beyond the daily slaughter of cannon fodder.'

'Write a fucking essay and make every point one paragraph that have a million words each. They'd love it.'

'I see. I shall get to it. I'll make sure to use the longest synonyms for every word I use to write it, thank you.'

Tatsumaki chuckled. At least he seemed to have grown a sense of humour, no doubt Fubuki's fault. Maybe he could be more tolerable if they continued to agree on such things. Heck, partners in sass even, along with her sister. That would be fun.

'Also, in my honest opinion, you should fuck Sensei instead.'

Maybe not. With a twitching eye, she copied the cyborg's earlier emoji, and sent it multiple times in hopes it crashes whatever the hell he uses to message.

'Did you not deduce from how fast I write these messages that I may be typing elsewhere?'

'What are you even bragging about?'

'Thoughts to text. I've had it installed for convenience. Even if I like the feeling of writing something down physically, this is far more practical.'

A sea of middle finger emojis were sent to the cyborg, in hopes it crashes him.

'See you later Tatsumaki.' was the reply she received.

The esper glared at the screen, before sighing and flinging the phone onto her couch with her bare hands. Curse Genos and his advanced tech. If this was the ass she had to deal with becoming her brother-in-law, she might live to 50, max. Still, she had to admit that his mouth could rival her. It almost felt like he was the stupid little brother she never had. Not that she'd ever admit it out loud, but it's nice having more... people around her.

It doesn't mean that he'll be spared.


At exactly 0857, Genos had almost finished preparing breakfast. A simple meal consisting of the fluffiest white rice he could manage, some miso soup with less salt and more seaweed to compensate, Chicken Katsu and some steamed cabbages with carrots. The tea pot was starting to steam and should have sufficient time to cool, and Saitama-Sensei should be out of the bathroom in roughly 3 seconds and would assist him in setting the table. Hopefully, at 0900, Tatsumaki would be knocking at the door, and they could eat when everything is at the perfect temperature. Assuming he calculated correctly of course.

As Saitama stepped out as predicted, proceeding to compliment Genos' cooking once again, and insisted he helped set the table, Genos smiled. All was going to plan. When the clock struck 0900, there was a knock on the door, and Genos went to answer. He opened the door to Tatsumaki glaring at him, and was promptly lifted into the air. Genos' smile faded. Of course he failed to account for Tatsumaki actually being mad at him for his texts. And to think Fubuki told him it would be funny to sass her a little bit, even showing him an example from her past conversations.

"Tats?" Saitama had turned to see who was at the door, his head poking out from the side of the door.

"One second Baldy. Your maid arranged for a trip to space." Tatsumaki answered with a dead serious expression.

"Uh... couldn't it wait till after breakfast?"

On cue, the aroma reached the door way, and Genos was miraculously released, gently enough the floor didn't crack under his weight. The esper crossed her arms with a 'hmph!', and walked past the blond standing up. With a shake of his head, Genos closed the door, and went to join the two, catching a brief glimpse of the smile Saitama gave his girlfriend.

It was full of life, even more so than when there was a massive sale with discounts that stacked with his hero card, and even though it seemed to last less than a second, likely because he didn't want to embarass himself in front of Genos, the blond could tell Tatsumaki saw it too, judging from the tiny rise in temperature of her face. Okay, maybe he was being too invasive of their privacy. Shutting off his unnecessary systems, he sat himself down, ready for the meal that was still at an optimal temperature.

"So what was that all about Tats?" Saitama asks as he takes some of the chicken.

"What," The esper quirks an eyebrow. "you mean your stupid disciple?"

"Yea, what was that about a trip to space?"

"Ask him yourself, Sensei." Tatsumaki mockingly imitated, reminding Genos that he messed with his Sensei's girlfriend.

"Uh... please don't start with that too." Saitama asks, clearly missing the tone she used. He turned to face Genos as he scratched his head. "Seriously Genos, what was that about?"

"I... annoyed Tatsumaki with my texts when she asked if you were awake."

To both Genos and Tatsumaki's surprise, the corners of Saitama's mouth quirked slightly. "You were worried you'd wake me up?" he asked.

"S-so what?" Tatsumaki retorted, not expecting such a response.

"Nothing. Nothing at all." Saitama replied, the amused smile still on his face as he turned to address Genos. "Say sorry and promise never to annoy her again dude."

Genos blinked, before doing as Saitama instructed.

"*Tch*. I'm over it anyway. You're lucky you cook well." Tatsumaki replied, flicking a few grains of rice to his face.

Saitama snickered, and the esper smiled, as if smugly telling Genos she's in charge now.

The cyborg simply took the grains and burned them with a small flame, rolling his eyes at the ridiculous attack.

"Anyway, whatcha doing here Tats?" Saitama asked, drinking some of the soup.

"I'm bored, and the monsters seem to have scurried back to whichever hole they came from. You wanna go do something?"

"Oh. I uh, kinda don't have anything planned though?"

"We could just walk around finding something to do, you know. Apparently people do that."

"Perhaps you two could go shopping." Genos suggested.

"She doesn't like shopping though." Saitama replied. "Too many people, too much noise."

"A movie then."

"There's never anything good on," Tatsumaki wrinkled her nose, "because Amai Mask is all they ever show, and all he stars in are horrible romance films. Oh, and don't forget the damned fans."

Genos hummed, agreeing with the esper. He and Fubuki had to sit through one after all. By the end of it, he felt like burning down the whole theater with all the squealing teens and adults inside it, and especially those that did more than just squeal. The only reason he didn't immediately shut off his ears was because Fubuki was dealing with it, and he felt guilty letting her be the only one suffering. At least they had fun ranting to each other about the rabid fans and how bad the movie really was, especially plot wise.

Saitama sighed. "Maybe a walk is a good idea. Would be nice to stretch a bit before I try to beat King for the next few hours."

That gave Tatsumaki an idea. "Actually, could I join?"

"Eh?"

"I'm kind of curious about King. Of the S class, we know the least about him. I could probably figure out his fighting style if I watch the game for a bit."

"Uh..."

"What?" Tatsumaki asked with her brow quirked.

Saitama was pretty sure he just had a mini heart attack, because there was no way in hell he could introduce her to King without completely blowing the guy's cover. Sure, he may be fine with it, even if King supposedly stole his credit, since it didn't really matter to him, but Tatsumaki? Poor guy would be lucky to get out in one piece.

"Sensei must be worried you wouldn't enjoy the games, Tatsumaki." Genos suddenly said.

"Oh! Yeah, that's it! Yea, you probably won't like the game at all." Saitama held his breath, hoping his girlfriend would buy the excuse.

"Why the hell are you acting so secretive?" Ah shit, she didn't buy it.

"I'm not!" Saitama insisted, but Tatsumaki only narrowed her eyes.

"Seriously, it's just some combat game right? It can't be THAT bad."

"Well, yea but-it's uh-it's hard to expla-"

"Unless there's more to it that you aren't telling me..." The esper's eyes suddenly widened. "Egghead... you better be answer me honestly..."

Saitama swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"What degenerate game do you really play with King?"

"Huh?"

"I'm not mad with you or anything, I'm just wondering what could be so embarassing that you'd lie to me. Your girlfriend."

Tatsumaki tapped her finger on her arm as she waited for an answer. Saitama was still trying to get over his mini heart attack. Genos simply watched with narrowed eyes, completely done with the situation.

"The truth is, Sensei is embarassed you'd have to watch him lose over and over again to King."

The couple blinked. "What?" they asked in unison.

"While Sensei is superior to King in every way, I concede that King is by far the better fighter with a controller. In the few days they've hung out, Sensei has yet to win a single battle."

Saitama breathed a sigh of relief, silently thanking Genos for giving him such a great excuse, blissfully unaware that Genos knows all too well just how far his power eclipses the 'Strongest Man on Earth'.

"Why Sensei chooses to hide the fact that King has no real strength, I do not know. But as his disciple, I will help him keep the secret, no matter how much it pains me to know he has stolen Sensei's limelight."

Tatsumaki stayed silent as she tried to digest what she was hearing. She then took a gulp of her tea, before slowly placing the cup down with a sigh.

"Mr 'I have no qualms throwing my face and dignity into a raging fire because I don't want people disregarding the fallen heroes', is embarassed to let me know that he has not won a single battle in some stupid game."

"I suppose that is another way to put it, yes."

"Uh... does it help if I say it might be because my feelings are back?" Saitama asked, still afraid Tatsumaki wouldn't fall for it.

"Fuck it." the esper shook her head, "I don't care, as long as I have something to do."

"Oh. Okay I guess." Saitama inwardly cheered.

"I shall let King know we have an additional player today." Genos stated, walking off with his phone in hand, leaving the couple to themselves.

"So..." Saitama awkwardly started. "How've you been?"

Tatsumaki shrugged. "Fine, I guess."

"Good night's sleep?"

"Not really. Better I guess, but not amazing."

Saitama hummed in response. "I guess it's kinda normal, since you need time to get used to the new thing."

"Ha. You say that like you know."

Saitama simply shrugged, and pointing at his heart he simply replied "I think I do."

They gave each other a tiny smile, ans it meant a lot to them both.

When Genos had yet to return, Saitama looked up from his now empty bowl, calling the esper who was focusing on her phone.

"Taaaats." he drawled when she didn't acknowledge him the first time.

"Huh?"

"I was gonna ask you what Genos did to tick you off, but now I'm more interested by what's on your mind."

Tatsumaki frowned. "It's not normal for there to not be any alerts. It's like they collectively decided to retreat."

"Eh, the quiet is nice though."

"It's too quiet. I don't like it."

On cue, Genos returned with a scowl he usually reserves for monsters, and the gut feeling Tatsumaki had got worse tenfold.

"Genos? What's up?"

"After I contacted King, the association called me. I have an assignment."

"They called you but not me?" Tatsumaki asked.

"According to them, it is far too miniscule a threat for anyone but the, and I quote, newbie. They wanted to call Sensei too, but I told them not to waste his time over something unworthy of his power."

"Hmph. Anything would be better than nothing."

"I could use some stretching too Genos. Lay it on us." Saitama stretched his legs out, using his hands to support him as he laid back a bit.

"I suppose King wouldn't be here until the afternoon... Very well. A member of the association wishes for us to protect his daughter while we find her missing cat."

The smallest bit of excitement Tatsumaki had dropped from her face as she fell on her back with a groan. Saitama laughed, and picked lifted her back up, as she continued trying to replicate death.

"Tats, c'mon. There's more to being a hero than smashing monsters."

"But it'll be soooo boring!" she yelled. "Why would anyone even need protection for finding a damn CAT?"

"Apparently, the last place the cat was seen happens to be where a captive monster escaped to." Genos narrowed his eyes. "A foolish decision really, raising a monster."

"Welcome to the association cyborg. 99% of the higher ups are braindead." Tatsumaki murmured.

"In any case, we are to meet with the girl soon." Genos brought up his phone. "I'll let King know to take his time. You two should get ready." he walked off, the whir of his core getting louder, hungry for battle.

Saitama pushed himself off the floor with a grunt. He grabbed his costume and was about to take his pyjamas off when he hesitated, before walking to the bathroom hastily. Tatsumaki chuckled at how red his face became once the baldy shut the door.


It didn't take very long to find the girl thanks to Genos. Apparently when he threatens the idiots at the association, they can actually give accurate and downright specific information. With coordinates, a description of the girl, and even an actual photo of exactly which shop she'd be waiting at, it was stupidly easy.

When she got over the fact that the 'Super cool Demon Cyborg' and 'Super duper awesome Tornado of Terror' were her escorts, the girl, Akiko, showed them a very crude drawing of a 'cute' white cat with a blue collar, completely ignoring Saitama until he commented on how useless that image is with all the cats running around.

When it was clear to her that he was a hero too, albeit one she somehow never heard of, much to Saitama's displeasure, she threatened to have him fired, and his nonchalant response only resulting in bawling her eyes out, which ended with her riding his shoulders. It was extremely amusing to Tatsumaki.

"Wait wait, so you're the one that's dating Tornado-Sama?!" Akiko exclaimed

"You can call her Tatsumaki you know." Saitama replied flatly. "And yea, that's me."

Akiko squinted at him, before shaking her head. "I thought you'd be more handsome."

Tatsumaki snorted, and Genos was about to scold the girl when Saitama waved him off, saying he doesn't mind.

"I am pretty lucky she would want to date me after all."

Tatsumaki rolled her eyes with a smile. "Luck has nothing to do with it, idiot."

"You bet, you're lucky!" Akiko pouted. She turned to face Tatsumaki. "What do you even see in him Tatsumaki-sama? Can I call you Tatsumaki-sama?"

Normally the esper would have avoided the kid because she never really liked children, but somehow, her patience has yet to waver.

"Tatsumaki is fine. As for what I see in him... A lot I guess."

"Like what?"

"I would normally be happy if more people know how great Saitama-Sensei is," Genos interrupted, "but I am detecting something nearby. I suggest we bring Akiko to safety." his eyes glowed as they narrowed. "Immediately."

Saitama nodded in understanding, and was about to run somewhere when a feral growl resonated through the streets, and Akiko yelped in fear, gripping onto his chromedome.

With a frown, Saitama tapped Tatsumaki on the shoulder. "Hey Tats, take care of Genos and... uh, her for a sec."

The esper looked at him inquisitively as he patted the now floating kid, before disappearing into the alley. The sound of a fist connecting with flesh, followed by a pained growl and the splatter of what Tatsumaki recognised as guts and blood caused her to facepalm. She wanted the fun of dispatching a monster, no matter how small.

Saitama reappeared from the alley almost immediately, dusting off what looked like a mix of fur and blood from his suit, complaining about what it would take to clean it. Tatsumaki conked him on the head to shut him up, before with a flick of her hand, removed all the mess from his suit and into the air, allowing Genos to burn it all. Akiko seemed to enjoy the light show, giggling as she clapped.

For some reason though, Genos had yet to relax, and the whir of his core only got louder. Saitama shot him a questioning look, and Genos frowned.

"The man described the monster he raised as something far larger. Coupled with the fact it was supposedly pregnant..."

The ground suddenly shook, and the roar that followed was much, much louder. With a grin, Tatsumaki cracked her knuckles, her hair begining to float.

"This one's mine." she menacingly stated.

"Oh. Alright." Saitama held on to Akiko more tightly. "We'll go find the missing cat. Have fun Tats."

Genos blinked at his Sensei's dismissal of the monster, but followed nonetheless. Akiko gave the esper some encouragement, and returned to holding the shiny head of her escort.

Some time later, the heroes were running after Akiko, who had jumped off Saitama with a squeal after he directed her attention to a white cat with a blue collar. They were joined by a noticeably disappointed Tatsumaki a few minutes later when they found a pair of kittens the cat, Torako according to the screaming Akiko, led them to.

"How was the monster Tats?" Saitama asked the esper.

"It wasn't tough. At all. Demon at most I think, but it was better than nothing." She replied with folded arms as she watched Akiko pounce around Genos who was, very awkwardly, trying not to hurt the felines who were attracted to him or rather, Tatsumaki thought, the heat he emitted.

"Pfft. Cheater." Tatsumaki gave Saitama a questioning look when she heard him mutter. "Animals don't seem to like me, but the instant they see him, it's all cuddles and purrs. Not fair." the baldy joked, and Tatsumaki chuckled.

"Akiko, please get cat's litter off me." Genos deadpanned, as one arm moved out of the way for one of the kittens to climb up him, while the other stayed perfectly still for the other already clinging onto him like a tree branch. Akiko did nothing but laugh in response as she continued stroking Torako.

Tatsumaki considered relieving Genos of the two little bundles of fur, but when he looked at her with pleading eyes like he thought the same, she decided that this was great punishment for his earlier texts. Plus it was highly amusing to her, and she seriously considered taking a video of it, but Saitama beat her to the punch. Genos couldn't say no to his Sensei, so he allowed the bullshittery with a pout.

Not exactly what she had in mind when she wanted to cure her boredom, but compared to slaughtering weak monsters, it was satisfying in its own way. As they walked Akiko back home, Tatsumaki found herself petting the kittens, who were sleeping in Genos' arms, after Saitama cooed over them for 5 minutes straight, repeatedly asking her to do just that. They were stupidly soft and furry, and she might have cracked a smile when one of them put her hand in between their tiny paws.


Some time later, they were back in Saitama's apartment. Genos was cleaning the dishes whilst Saitama was sprawled on the floor reading manga. Tatsumaki sat near him, occasionally looking away from her phone to see what her boyfriend was reading, asking questions about the weird characters she sees, and Saitama happily answered.

Turns out he really likes 'shounen' manga, and he likes to imagine fighting the characters from said manga. It's nothing compared to the thrill of a real battle like before his training made him ridiculously strong, but it works a bit. Tatsumaki considered that for a moment because some of the characters he described did seem like worthy adversaries. Maybe she could try that when times are desperate.

At some point, she had scootched nearer the baldy who was sitting upright now, and was showing off all the art. She had to admit, the drawings did look fantastic. Hearing her approval, Saitama gave her a few names of the mangas and animes he likes, suggesting those for whenever she gets bored. He did complain about how a lot of the stories get dragged on for far too long, which results in the series going stale, but he also clarified that they are amazing early on. Amidst the conversation, knocking came from the door, and Genos opened it to reveal King in his usual disguise of a hoodie and cap, carrying a plastic bag with a bunch of stuff for gaming. He gave Tatsumaki a curt greeting, and she responded similarly.

King started setting up his console without another word, and Tatsumaki could hear the 'King Engine', which she still thought to be a ridiculous name, slowly get louder. Which was weird, because didn't he usually reserve it for combat? Does he really treat the games that seriously? She watched as Saitama picked through a few of the cases in the plastic bag, before finally settling on one that had characters in ridiculous poses that looked more aesthetic than practical combat. He cheerfully told King they'd play that game, and that he'd totally wreck the blonde. She heard Genos give a soft sigh, and she wondered justhow bad it could be.

And then Tatsumaki had the pleasure of watching the slaughter.

Saitama didn't win, not even once. And as far as she could tell, he barely lasted 30 seconds for most fights, only managing the last one for so long because he apparently used some cheap technique, which consisted of his character repeatedly doing low kicks against King's. Even then, he got one shotted with an excessively flashy move. He slumped over in defeat with a groan, and Tatsumaki's interest peaked.

"I want a go."

Saitama promptly rose from the dead with his eyes wide and his jaw dropped. "Eh? You wanna play?"

She shrugged in response. "I mean, you seem excited about it, so how bad could it be?"

"Alright!" Saitama exclaimed. "King, give her your controller, I wanna be her first opponent!"

After showing her the controls, and letting her have a look through the combos available, she settled on what was supposed to be the basic character for new players, according to Saitama. It resulted in her losing 2 battles, before kicking the shit out of Saitama for the rest. He ended up flaring so hard he threw his controller, which she managed to catch before it hit the nearby wall. His frustration quickly dissolved though, being replaced by laughter as he praised her for being so badass, and insisted she could take on King.

Not one to deny a fight, she handed the controller she caught to the tall blonde, who took Saitama's seat, the baldy relocating behind Tatsumaki. The rounds started off like Saitama's, barely lasting 30 seconds, but once she got more used to the controls, and found a pattern in King's playstyle, she managed to drag it into overtime, and with her adrenaline pumping, she almost ended up victorious, but a 12 hit combo ended up winning the game for King. She did feel disappointed of course, her pride sustaining a hit, but King's near silent "Well played." and the loud cheering from her boyfriend improved her mood. No wonder Saitama seemed so excited when he played. She could still feel her heart beating.

"My girlfriend's a beast! She'll beat your ass in no time King!" Saitama said in between laughs.

King only grunted. "I hope so dude. That was the most fun I've had in a while."

Tatsumaki couldn't help but feel smug.

"Sensei," Genos said with a smile, glad that Saitama was happier than before, "I believe there is a phrase for that. Something like 'She's beauty, she's grace, she'll fling you into space.', if I remember what Fubuki told me correctly."

Saitama laughed even harder. "Oh man, totally! She'll fling you into space dude! Hahaha!"

After a few hours of playing different types of games, and lunch courtesy of Genos, Tatsumaki was pretty sure her boredom was cured. She felt plenty satisfied, and was about to head home with a smile on her face when Fubuki knocked on Saitama's door, a very injured Charanko beside her.

Life is a bitch, and she forgot that fact amidst all the fun.


Here we go motherfuckers.

Okay, so a few things because I gotta get this done quick, I'm thinking of skipping the tournament arc, because apart from setting things up in the Manga, it's pointless, and because of some changes I made, it's ridiculous to squeeze it in. Sorry for anyone who might've been excited about it. Maybe once the whole *spoiler* arc is done, I'll give it a shot.

Also, some of my friends found out about me writing this thing, and basically blackmailed me to continue the webcomic, so once I find free time, I'll probably give that a shot. Maybe. Also, I've been unhealthily binge reading a lot of fanfiction on both this site and AO3 to improve my English, and I've come to the conclusion that I want to write more than One Punch man. Considering the time I have thanks to this month being a holiday, I might start putting some time into that, in addition to continuing this fic.

Just letting you all know in case I suddenly upload new stories because I don't want the awkward 'Are you quitting this?' question being asked. Anyway, I'm off. Hope this chapter was worth the weight.

And this is my last time answering the meteor arc question: I did a stupid and wrote wrong and am too lazy to fix due to planning on rewriting the whole series soon, so I'm sorry, but it's gonna be there for eternity. I'm probably going to burn in hell for this.


Again, only replying to critique/suggestions because of complaints of this being too long. If you want to ask me questions about where this is headed, etc, feel free to PM me.

GunBlade2018: That's what I've been told, so here's another chapter that's stupidly long.

Boundsoul341: That's good. Hopefully this chapter is okay too.

Guest: I like to believe that Saitama can tell when someone's a serious threat, so he just lets Tatsumaki do it because hey, she ain't gonna kill ya, and you probably did something to deserve it.

Yukalight: I have never dated before, which is normal for 16 year old Singaporeans because there's enough stress from our studies. All of this is advice I got from family and friends, etc, as well as reading stories that don't make me cringe and, surprisingly, tumblr and pinterest. Thanks for the suggestion on what to research, it's given me something to look into.

I'm glad you didn't find Saitama too OOC, because I kinda expected a lot more complaints about em making him feel again, which is like a big 'fuck you' to his character. And yea, I agree after reading that chapter that it does feel a bit rushed. Probably could improve that in the rewrite. And yea, love/hate for cliffhangers. It feels good to be on the giving end of it and not the receiving :D

Void of Iniquity: Hopefully the pacing isn't too bad here then.

watches when you sleep: Sounds like a good idea for once the whole *spoiler* arc is over. Might use it.

*Continues reading and eyes land on the last sentence*

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