Mitsumi and Saitama had dressed back in their bedclothes just barely before they fell into the bed from sheer exhaustion. No one woke up until late in the morning. The moment Mitsumi woke up it was to check herself and take more medicine before heading back to the bed to snuggle into Saitama under the blankets. He yawned and pulled her close with a heavy sigh.

"Hey," he muttered and let out another yawn. She was already falling back to sleep on him, and he was making no plans to move her.

"Hmm?" she responded and found herself kissed softly.

"I love you," he smiled.

"I love you," she smiled back and got held tightly against him. "Not budging. Too tired."

"Same."

"Another hour?"

"Another day."

"Maybe we can have tomorrow off…"

"Today is our day off."

"We have stuff to do."

"Eh…"

"I want a day of solid room service. Just lounge in the bed."

"Hmm. Sounds like fun."

"It is."

"We need to plan for it. And maybe play some games, too."

"I want that!" she grinned. He chuckled and kissed her forehead.

"What do we have to do today?" he asked and stretched lightly.

"Let's see…" she sighed and rested her head against his chest. "Our dojo on Bane's lands needs to be checked. The mountain we made…we may have to make it bigger if the crane monster is going to help teach."

"Okay."

"Tacki needs to finish repairing that one fan set I have. And make the other one, too, so I can finally control the fans right."

"We can get that done before we go anywhere."

"She may also want to make me a traditional Wind Crane Clan costume."

"I look forward to seeing that!"

"Possible new building purchase in City S."

"Okay. I was curious about that place, too," he admitted.

"I also wanted to visit that cave in the desert," she said.

"Ugh. Yeah. Kinda busy day, eh?" he frowned and squeezed her.

"A hero's job is never done?" she grinned and laughed when he lightly tickled her. She yawned, stretched and flopped back down on him with a sigh. "I don't wanna move."

"Then don't," he shrugged and ran a hand over her back. "I don't plan to for another hour."

"Good," she smiled and closed her eyes to rest on him.

"Maybe we can take a bath in an hour…" he mused.

"Can we go one day without…?" she muttered. Now she glanced at him to see him looking at her like she was crazy.

"Who are you?" he asked to get her laughing. "No. Seriously."

"Sorry," she sighed and leaned back into the pillows. "Sometimes my cycle…it makes me not want it."

He looked at her calmly with his blank expression now before sitting up to remove his striped pajama shirt. He tossed it aside and pulled her close. "How about now? Does this help?"

"What is wrong with you?" she asked and traced up his arm to get a light grin from him in response.

"I need to make sure you always find me as attractive as I find you," he said and squeezed her to him.

"Darling, I know you are incredibly attractive," she chuckled and kissed him. "I know you are stupidly strong. I know you can't get hurt by anything…"

"True. All true," he nodded.

"I know you would absolutely go bat-shit crazy if anything happened to me," she grinned. Now he looked at her with surprise.

"You just swore?" he grinned.

"Ah…" she blushed and got him laughing at her. "I…yeah. Very rarely, but yes. I can. I don't like to. I know how to. If I don't know how to, I'll go ask Zenchu for pointers."

"I can totally see that," he nodded. "Considering how he talks about us sometimes. Maybe I should slap him every time he swears around us…"

"You totally should," she grinned a touch wickedly to get him grinning with her. "I was thinking about some practice moves with you today, too."

"Oh?" he asked. Then he paused at the sound of his phone ringing in the other room. "Voicemail. I am not answering my phone today."

At the knock on the bedroom door, he scowled. Then Mitsumi said, "No phone calls, please! Voicemail for now!"

"It's the Hero Association," Zenchu said on the other side of the door. "It's a board member. Says highly important."

"NO!" Saitama scowled and grimaced. "Get another hero to do it!"

"He insists that only you and Lady Mitsumi can do this! He heard someone say 'job well done' at a meeting!" Zenchu now hissed out with anger.

"Ah…" Mitsumi blinked. Now Saitama looked at her, kissed her passionately and moved to open the door and take his phone from Zenchu. He put the phone on speaker to let her hear the conversation.

"Who said it?" Saitama asked. "Mitsumi is listening in now. This changes things, so we need to know now."

"It was at an event last night in City I. I was there as a guest of the Hero Association, and it was a woman that muttered it out. I couldn't really see her features, but I know it was a woman in City I that I heard. Can Inichi pinpoint her?" the board member asked. Mitsumi now nudged Inichi to show importance, and he was soon floating in the door to the bedroom.

"I am here! Think of the event, please," Inichi ordered lightly. "Hmm. She's not part of the political ladder. She was a server there. It appears that I need to take a small trip to City I. Give me ten minutes."

"Okay. We'll take a bath and dress," Mitsumi said after he left.

"Damn it…" Saitama grumbled, but he got kissed heavily by her.

"You saying you don't want a bath with me?" she smiled.

"Zenchu. Get out," Saitama said without looking at him.

"Right," the monster grinned. "I'll set the water first."

"Fine," Saitama muttered and kissed Mitsumi intensely.

"Ah…" the board member said on the phone.

"Oh. Yeah, you can hang up. We'll handle it," he said to the phone now.

"Right. Please keep me informed," the board member said and hung up.

"So…" she smiled and got lifted into his arms to get carried to the bathroom.

"Check yourself the moment the water is ready," he said and pressed another kiss to her mouth. Then he set the phone down on a nightstand nearby.

"NO MORE COFFEE!" Kamikaze was heard shouting at the top of his lungs when he slammed the main door open. Zenchu suddenly died laughing at the outburst. Saitama and Mitsumi were quick to look at their bedroom door, and she was quickly carried over to the main room.

"What…happened…?" she frowned.

"Tacki was up all night!" Kamikaze said and slumped on the couch. "She's FINALLY in a dead sleep! I'm…pretty much there, too…"

"Oh…" Mitsumi frowned. "Well…to be fair, she never needed coffee as a monster. So…we didn't know."

"Oh. Well…still…no more. Please?!" he begged.

"Fine. She won't get any more coffee," Saitama shrugged. "What was she doing up all night?"

"These," Kamikaze said and placed the newly repaired fan set down on the coffee table to get Mitsumi's eyes wide. Then he set down the eleventh fan set to further shock her with disbelief. "And this…"

"What…?!" Mitsumi gaped at the traditional fan dancing gown for the Wind Crane Clan when he handed it over. "She was…all night?! Working on this?!"

"Yes. I tried to sleep, but she was too…flighty. When I woke up after finally managing to fall asleep somehow, she was sleeping in the chair with all of this finished. I moved her into the bed, and I'll likely join her in a bit. There are times I just…wonder about that girl now! I love her. I know I do. I always wanted a girl that could keep me on my toes. She definitely does that. Normally, I wouldn't care what she does. But…she's pregnant! With my kids! I need her to slow down or she might hurt herself," he sighed.

"You do have a point," Saitama agreed with his usual blank face. "At the same time, this is Tacki we're talking about. I barely know her, but…yeah. You tell her to calm down? After we saw how she was when she was injured as a monster? That's asking a lot of her."

"One thing that definitely calms me down is a good back rub," Mitsumi smiled. "Maybe you should try that?"

"Ah…hmm," Kamikaze thought while chewing the stick in his mouth. "Okay. I'll see if that works."

"Master Saitama?" Genos said when he walked in with Kamiko. "Do we know what the plans are today?"

"Someone said 'job well done' at a meeting last night around a board member. Inichi is checking out thoughts in City I. Mitsumi and I will be taking a bath soon. And, eh…no more coffee for Tacki. She made stuff," Saitama said and gestured to the items.

"Not surprising, but as a human? That's a lot," Kamiko frowned. "I can talk to her later."

"Please?" Kamikaze sighed and rose up to finally head back to his room. "We'll…likely be here later on."

"Okay," Saitama said and carried Mitsumi back into the bedroom. "Zenchu. No more coffee for Tacki right now. She made the fans, fixed the other fans and made Mitsumi's true fan dancing costume all night."

"What?" Zenchu looked at him now with a touch of surprise. "Okay. I didn't know how serious this was. I'll agree with that rule."

"So, a question," Mitsumi asked Saitama after Zenchu left the room. "Do I wear my Fan Dancer hero suit? Or the new costume Tacki made?"

"Well…this is a Hero Association request. We'll go with Fan Dancer. After that, if we practice new moves and see to the dojo construction, we'll go with Wind Crane Clan," he said and set her down to let her check herself. He tossed his pants over to go with his top and removed the boxers before sinking into the bath to wait for her.

"Okay," she smiled and was soon joining him in the bath with her light purple pajamas joining his striped pajamas. "I need to scrub my hair out…"

"Oh?" he smiled and helped her remove the ties that kept her hair bound. "I don't think I ever saw your hair loose before other than when it was wet…"

"Likely not," she smiled and let him gently massage the strands out to reveal the lush, long, straight locks now unfolding and falling all over her like a rich, black cloak.

"Wow…" he blinked. "Um…can we just…leave your hair like this?"

"It gets in the way, then," she frowned. "I have to keep it up. Even pinned. Can you imagine me trying to sleep and getting my hair pulled from how I lay on it? I tried it once. Never again!"

"Hmm. Maybe…partial?" he asked with a smile and began to carefully pull her hair around in different styles. "I want you to have your hair down when we are home now. Like with me and my shirt off…"

"So…you like to play with my hair instead of with me?" she grinned and playfully tossed some of her hair over his head. "Okay, now you don't look right."

"What?" he blinked at her and found himself grinning.

"You actually don't look bad with long hair…" she mused.

"Really?" he asked. "When we get out, I want to see a mirror."

"Okay," she beamed and let him kiss her in a rather hungry way now. He was able to finish scrubbing her hair and help her rinse it before they scrubbed each other down. "You are so lucky…"

"How?" he asked and finished rinsing her off.

"There are times I always thought of cutting my hair off…"

"No!"

"What?"

"Don't ever think of that!"

"Saitama…" she sighed and had her face tilted up to his.

"Your hair is amazing," he said. "If you have to keep it bound up while we are out, then fine. At home, though, I want it loose. To a point that you are not uncomfortable. Don't ever cut it. For me."

"Okay," she said and got kissed ravenously. Twenty minutes later, they were fully dressed in their hero uniforms. Saitama did have Mitsumi put her hair back over him in front of a mirror, though. He gave a small sigh of the memory that he had hair, but her kiss showed that she didn't really care about it. That made him feel better before they walked out of the bedroom. Kamiko walked over on seeing them to help Mitsumi with her hair to put it up in spiraled loops. "Saitama would like me to have my hair down at times when we're at home. Can we look up some good hairstyles for this? So it doesn't get too much in the way?"

"Oh, that's easy," Kamiko chuckled. "We can do half braids and such with no issues at all."

"Good," Saitama nodded. He saw Inichi floating over now to nod at him.

"It is definitely a Secret Skins monster that was heard," Inichi sighed. "It is a young woman, too. Freshly recruited. On slipping in some thoughts on her prior lifestyle…she was fed up with how she was always bullied. Much like Zenchu back in the day. She willingly turned and will refuse to go back."

"Then she must die," Mitsumi sighed and lifted her arms to stretch. To her surprise, all ten fan sets flew out of the bedroom to settle on her belt. The eleventh fan set settled in her hands. "Okay! I guess they are ready to go."

"So are we. Take us to her, Inichi," Saitama nodded.

"I'll stay here," Kamiko said. "I'll look up hairstyles."

"See if any will go with that new outfit," Mitsumi smiled. Genos, Zenchu, Saitama, Mitsumi and Inichi both moved outside to prepare to leave.

"Don't you dare go without me!" Fubuki said and approached them quickly. Inichi chuckled at this and nodded. He ensured that they were ready before quickly heading off to City I with them. He knew where he had to go, and it was ten minutes of flight for them to get into a local park district.

"I was thinking, Inichi," Mitsumi said.

"Yes, Lady Mitsumi?" he asked as he set them down.

"If she's new…did she let her thoughts slip on where she went to get changed?" she asked. Now Inichi paused and focused.

"Interesting idea…" he admitted and thought further. "Oh…this is…enlightening for sure…"

"What is it?" Saitama asked.

"There were a number of Secret Skins at the meeting prior…" Inichi muttered out and sent the information to Zenchu. This was now quickly jotted down on a pad of paper he carried.

"We got names. We'll search for them later," Zenchu nodded.

"May I?" Genos asked and claimed the name list to scan. "One of these is a benefactor of the Hero Association. Also, we do have to talk to that board member that attacked us. He was also a Secret Skins, if I recall."

"True," Mitsumi frowned. "Anyways, let's take care of this one."

"She's jogging a morning exercise. Get ready!" Inichi said and backed away from them to float off a bit. When the pretty brunette in her exercise gear showed up, she found herself pausing at the sight of the three S class heroes in front of her. Zenchu had opted to hide a bit of a ways off, too, to play as backup support. Fubuki was soon joining the others, and her eyes flashed with a hint of green.

"Nice morning," Saitama nodded. "I have a question for you."

"Me?" the young woman asked with confusion.

"Yes. You were at an event last night?" Mitsumi asked. "One of our board members was there. He said you…said something of intense interest."

"Um…I was just serving food. I don't know what I would have said," the young woman admitted.

"Does…job well done…mean anything?" Mitsumi asked calmly. Now the girl paled. "I thought so. I'm sorry, but we are here to kill you."

"On who's orders?! And I did nothing wrong!" she argued now. Then she gaped at the sight of the ten complete circular fans that appeared to hover over Mitsumi's body. "The death of the Skins is nigh…"

"And now you gave yourself away. As well as the fact that I will definitely bring an end to all of you at last!" Mitsumi said before letting the fans split into their three counterparts. The young woman's jaw dropped at the sight of thirty circular fans now with the blades flicking out.

"I'll make sure she can't run!" Fubuki said.

"Recording!" Genos said and prepared to dart around her. Saitama just nodded at Mitsumi to let her neatly and elegantly leap and twirl herself for her fans to slice down and expose what they had to expose. An inhuman scream was given now, and Mitsumi found herself back in Saitama's arms for him to snap his fingers for the usual effect of skin and clothing to fall apart like confetti.

The monster now revealed looked like the young woman's front half with the back half of a massive cougar. Horns graced her head, and her skin became the color of pale yellow marble. Her eyes glowed a vibrant red for anger, and she howled with rage that she was revealed. She still ended up getting imploded from Saitama's direct punch to her body.

"Before you killed her, I felt her send out a message. And I grabbed it to keep it from being sent," Inichi mused while Genos, Zenchu and Fubuki began to clean up the mess into a giant pile to incinerate. "She was sending out a warning that the Wind Crane Clan still lived. And that all of the fans were found."

"Anything else?" Mitsumi asked when the fans settled back on her.

"There is a yearly gathering…" Inichi said on what he recalled from the dead monster. "If we really want to take them all out at once…or even most of them in a single location…"

"When is it?" Saitama asked.

"Six months away at the start of winter. It's like…a winter solstice of sorts for new beginnings. Death of an old life for a new life of being a monster. New ones are sworn in and such. Of course, with us hunting them down…it was why I blocked off the mental call. So, in six months, we will go in and kill off a majority of them," Inichi said. "The location is still unknown. So, as we find other Secret Skins, I shall implant the mild thought as though to bring about a memory of where they meet. We will see what I can find."

"Good," Mitsumi nodded.

"The place is clear," Genos said. "The recording was sent to the Hero Association. They are aware that we need to speak with the captive prior member for their board. They can retrieve him for us tomorrow."

"That's fine. Anyways, let's head home for now. We have a few things to do, right?" Saitama asked.

"Actually, let's go to City S real quick about the house purchase. We can do that. We're already dressed. May as well," Mitsumi smiled. Saitama looked at her, but he found himself agreeing with it completely. "When we get home, I'll try on the new dancing outfit…"

"Inichi. Let's go," Saitama grinned.

"Rendor wishes to join us to hold onto any contracts," Inichi said. "When we get to our location, I shall bring him to us with Miss Tatsumaki."

"Okay," Zenchu nodded. Inichi gathered them up now and was quick to speed them off to City S before any other questions could be asked. Like why half the park appeared to have been reduced to ashes to cover up a dead monster.