Shenjou was the one that helped to guide them through the makeshift home tunnel, and he was pleasantly surprised at the underground lighting. On looking around he mused, "Lightning Max was quite busy."

"You'd think so," Inichi chuckled and let Zenchu lead the way. The boulder was carefully levitated in front of Inichi to keep track of where to go.

"Is the floor made of something?" Saitama asked.

"Basic stone for now. We weren't sure on what to decorate it with until after we got to the main room. We were thinking of putting in a few security doors to hinder those that tried to get in," Shenjou said.

"I would say to do so," Mitsumi nodded. "This is a treasury now and holding an incredibly rare artifact."

"We will acquire the materials," Inichi agreed.

"Hmm…" Saitama thought aloud.

"Hmm?" Mitsumi looked at him and got kissed passionately.

"Okay…so…there was one thing I always did want…" Saitama sighed. "Massive dream. Big fantasy thing…"

"Really?!" she grinned "What is it?"

"You just got it for me…" Saitama grinned and let Shenjou open the main door to reveal the mass wealth and riches that lined the walls and spilled all over the floor. The electric wall lights fully illuminated the long tunnel to show it was filled to the brim with wealth along the walls. There was a large enough path, though, and it lead to the back of the chamber where the stairs were to the first floor. "Ah…wow…! Yes! This! Right here! This is awesome!"

"Oh…I didn't expect so much…" she blinked with awe. She watched Inichi move the boulder to where Shenjou directed it to go behind a large mound of satin sheets that seemed to be in a circular pile. "Where did this come from?!"

"The Monster Association that used to reside here," Inichi said.

"Can we…move some of this…into our room?!" Saitama asked now.

"Why?" Mitsumi asked and let him carry her over to where a small mound of gold coins were. "I really don't want to flaunt all of this, you know?"

"This would definitely put anyone into an early retirement," Zenchu whistled softly. "Even a handful of the coins would do that! But…I thought you didn't like money?"

"I never said I didn't like money," Saitama started to get Mitsumi giggling madly. "I like seeing money like this. And, yes, I would dump all of it in exchange to keep Mitsumi at my side. In less than a heartbeat. But, I can now have both her and this."

"I'd say to put this all in a bank, but it's pointless with what I have. And I don't want all of this in my bedroom. I've been wrapped in luxury my whole life, but with actual loose coins and cash everywhere? We can have a tastefully done bedroom and other things. This would make us look like a couple of misers to just have money and gold out to always see it! Are you saying you want to sleep in it and roll around in it, too?" she asked now.

"I can do that?!" Saitama grinned with excitement. Mitsumi slapped her palm to her forehead to get Zenchu laughing hard with Shenjou. Inichi was deep in thought now, and he snapped his fingers at an idea.

"Why don't we just redo your bedroom to be far more luxurious with more golden overtones? As Lady Mitsumi just suggested? If we do this, though, we may not want to expand you out to a corner window. It may give burglars the wrong idea if they can look within," Inichi frowned.

"Inichi. Think about what you just said about burglars. With the two of us…?" Zenchu started. Inichi now seemed to glare and sigh.

"I understand that. I was trying to be practical," he said.

"Since when have I ever been practical?" Zenchu countered. "Also, you can put up heavy curtains to block out anyone from looking in."

"Ah…fine. You got me there," Inichi admitted.

"Inichi, how long would it take to expand the bedroom? If I recall, it's the room right before the corner on the left? And that corner room is vacant? I actually do like the idea of an intricate curtain. Would it be possible to expand the room?" she asked. Inichi thought and reached out to Genos to confirm it.

"With how quickly we get things done, it would take about two days. What did you have in mind?" Inichi asked.

"Saitama, I'm going to ask you. Do you want a penthouse? Or keep the fourth floor?" Mitsumi asked him directly.

"Okay. I have to admit that a penthouse would be…pretty sweet," Saitama admitted. Now Mitsumi thought and looked at Inichi.

"Can we add a ninth floor?" she smiled.

"Ah…hmm…" Inichi thought and had Genos check for him. "One moment. We will find out."

"I don't want to move Rendor at all. So, if we can't do a penthouse, then we can set up our own structure next to this apartment complex," Mitsumi said. "We will use the apartment for gatherings, but we'll use our home for personal needs. We can make it as many levels as we want, too."

"Hmm…" Saitama thought and sat on a stack of gold bricks with her in his lap. "We really could build…anything, huh?"

"We can. We can have a shower, a bath and a pool to be part of our bedroom if wanted to. Or just an indoor pool on the lowest floor for safety in a glass atrium," she chuckled. Now he looked at her with surprise. "What?"

"That…sounds really, really cool! Can we have a waterfall in the pool, too?" he asked with his eyes a bit wide.

"Sure! It would look pretty with some rainforest flowers," she beamed. "I always did love nature scenes…"

"Oh?" Saitama thought. "Don't they have places around where there are mossy areas? With trees?"

"Ah! I know what you speak of!" Inichi agreed.

"Can we make a pool like that?" Saitama asked.

"That would be awesome! We'll want that on a bottom floor, then," Zenchu thought and added, "We could even plant some flowers from the field, too…"

"Oh!" Mitsumi breathed with sheer delight.

"Do it," Saitama said to Inichi.

"I can create a diorama blueprint. Tacki can help work out the details," Inichi agreed. Shenjou yawned and gestured to show them where he slept. When he pointed at the mound of silks in the form of a circular nest, Saitama paused at the sight of it. He was still sitting down and didn't realize the makeshift bed was practically next to him. Then he realized what he saw when he walked in. It's a bed! Made of treasure! Now he looked at Mitsumi.

"Saitama. We are not sleeping in something like that," Mitsumi said.

"But…!" he started and she pressed a finger to his mouth.

"To you, you won't get hurt. You can sleep in a puddle of acid with no problems. Me? No way," she said to make sure he understood her. "You will sleep alone if you want that type of bed."

"Okay. I'll prove you wrong. Inichi, build what I'm going to send you," Saitama said and sent over the type of makeshift bed he was thinking of. Inichi cracked a wide, toothy grin and was quick to do just that. The place was a bit of the new storeroom now, so it was easy to find extra pillows, silks and soft wads of cash to put underneath a circular ring of golden bars and coins. Right after it was done, Saitama lifted Mitsumi in his arms and settled in the middle of the newly made treasure bed.

"This is…actually…comfortable?!" Mitsumi frowned. Saitama just held her close and let her recline on him. Now she looked at Inichi. "Did you really manage to make a bed out of money, gold and spare materials comfortable?!"

"He had a solid image of what he wanted," Inichi shrugged.

"Ugh…" Mitsumi sighed and looked at Saitama's lightly grinning face. "I don't think something like this can be supported on a top floor. Not unless it's solid concrete underneath us for support."

"How about…our floor now?" he asked.

"We have a perfectly good bed!" she said and got Zenchu dying with laughter. Shenjou was sniggering hard from the whole thing.

"But…this one is awesome! And it's made of money! And gold! You can't tell me that you don't think this is amazing?" Saitama pouted.

"I just noticed something," she mused and looped her finger around the zipper in his basic t-shirt. "Too bad I'm bleeding…"

"That's not fair," Saitama said and stared at her.

"And we're not alone, either…" she grinned and gave a light tug to the zipper. Now Inichi was looked at by Saitama. He made a circular motion around the bed and pointed his finger up to show he wanted it in the bedroom.

"You'll have to move so I can transport it. Also, we don't have a true direct way into the apartment," Inichi frowned.

"First floor has a stairway," Shenjou chuckled. "However, there are no other full ways to get to the fourth floor other than the main room."

"Craaaap…" Saitama droned out and sighed.

"Just go back into your bedroom. Ah…oh…" Inichi paused at what he was now told. "Hold on. Five minutes."

"What's going on?" Mitsumi frowned. Then she felt a vibration and gave a small shriek. Saitama squeezed her to him protectively. "What was that?!"

"Usually construction happens when you're not here. A renovation is being done. Tatsumaki agreed to help to make it faster. She does not want to lose her room, so she's also willing to assist in building a new place of residence," Inichi chuckled. "So, we will wait five minutes. Right now, your bedroom is being extended. Other accommodations will be set in tomorrow."

"So, it's just construction?" Saitama asked to get a nod from Inichi.

"Is Kamikaze okay with Tacki? You know she'd want to help," Mitsumi frowned and got squeezed by Saitama.

"She promised him she wouldn't hurt herself," Inichi said.

"Did the crate she made work?" Saitama asked to get Zenchu laughing hard.

"Ah…it did," Inichi sighed.

"See? She made a custom bed and it's going to work out for them. Now we will have a custom bed made for us and it will work, too," Saitama said.

"But…oh…whatever…" Mitsumi sighed with defeat.

"How many days until your bleeding is done?" he asked.

"About two. It's actually starting to lighten up now, but I still change out the napkin. Why?" she asked. She found herself blushing hard when he leaned over her to grin softly.

"The moment you are free and clear, I doubt we will be leaving any bed for some time," he muttered to her.

"It's interesting," she mused. Now he looked at her to continue. "Normally, when a girl is bleeding, the guy is content to simply be with them and let it ride out. Rarely would the guy continue to do things."

"Then I'm one of the rare ones. Because there is simply no way I could ever resist you," he said and kissed her intensely.

"Some guys go a step further to taste things…" Zenchu grinned. Now Saitama gave him a blank stare to get him laughing hard.

"Shut up. You're gross. Go let Wind Crane peck you for that. Or I'm gonna slap you," Saitama said. Shenjou was on his back laughing now from it all. "That's crossing a line for me. You are disgusting. I love her completely, but that's just…no."

"Some guys have a fetish for that," Zenchu said.

"Shut up!" Mitsumi cringed and gagged at the thought.

"It's okay!" Saitama said quickly and cradled her. "Changing the subject. Now. Our bed. Let's get it moved and we'll try sleeping in it tonight. Okay?"

"What time is it, anyways?" Mitsumi frowned.

"It is just now reaching sunset. Did you want to start heading back up to the main floor?" Inichi asked. When she nodded, Saitama held her down instead.

"I just want to let you know this," he said softly.

"What?" she asked. Then she seemed to fluster at the burning look of intense desire and need in his eyes.

"We did get married today. In a sense. Tonight…NO ONE is going to barge in on us or disturb us. The moment we go into the bedroom and close the door…" he muttered with a small growl and a grin.

"Ah! That's right, huh? If that's the case…" Zenchu mused and looked at Inichi. A nod was given back that Orotsu was now aware.

"Are there any towels in here? Because I need her right now. And I don't care who is around us," Saitama said with a tense look. Zenchu looked right to Inichi to swiftly bring a towel down in a blue bubble. A heavy sheet was quickly draped over the couple for privacy.

"Why the towel?" Zenchu had to ask.

"Protection and clean up," Saitama grunted out.

"Please, Saitama…I don't…not like this…please…" Mitsumi trembled. Now he stopped and looked at her with complete concern. "I do want you. As much as you want me. But…I can't with others here…"

"All of you. Out. Five minutes," Saitama ordered.

"No," she said and pushed the sheet of her. "This feels forced. I can't…"

"Whoa!" he said and was quick to sit up and cradle her. "Just a bit ago, you were tugging on my zipper. What will make you happy right now? What can I do? Tell me."

"I don't know!" she cringed and shivered to get pulled into his lap. Inichi was quick to hover close and read her thoughts.

"Lady Mitsumi, do not worry over this. Zenchu, Shenjou and myself can easily wait outside this chamber for a good five minutes. It's fine," Inichi soothed. "By the time we come back in, I can transport you to the bedroom. With this new bed. And, you know what? Don't worry about a time frame. You can take more than five minutes. Let me know when you're ready for us to come back in."

"Okay," she sighed. "I just…don't feel comfortable with an audience this way. You know?"

"Fully," Zenchu nodded. Shenjou was already chuckling and heading out the main set of doors. Zenchu moved up to the first floor to keep anyone out that wanted in. Inichi went with Zenchu in case he had to move around the complex. Once Saitama was fully alone with Mitsumi, he pressed a kiss to her cheek and gazed at her.

"Is everything okay?" he asked.

"I was just getting flustered. I can't be like that in front of others," she said softly. "I see them as family. It felt embarrassing to me."

"Okay. I can get that. But…now that we're alone…?" he asked. Then he blinked when she tugged on the zipper loop to pull him close and kiss hungrily. He needed no further answers. Even as he lay back on the makeshift treasure bed with her nestled into him with complete comfort in the afterglow, he was simply savoring the silence with her at his side.

"What should we do now?" she asked and traced a finger up his chest. He had tossed their clothes aside for now, and he pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"Maybe we should just sleep here tonight," he mused. Then he grinned at her small poke to his side. "Okay. Fine. We'll dress and then undress in our bedroom to get right back at this point."

"And if we don't get back to this point right away?" she chuckled.

"I guess we'll talk to the others…" he rolled his eyes with a small smile. She laughed at him and sat up to stretch. He checked the towel and was able to carefully clean everything up before rolling it up to set aside. They both dressed and signaled to Inichi. When the other two came back in with his prompt, Saitama was able to move with Mitsumi out of the treasure bed.

"It's ready to get moved. The others are aware. A spot has been made," Inichi nodded and was now taking it apart bit by bit to reform it in the bedroom.

"I love you," Saitama whispered to her and kissed her softly. "I never want to hurt you. Ever. I never want you to feel scared or threatened around me. If I ever do something like that, tell me."

"Okay," Mitsumi nodded and pressed into him with complete comfort. "I love you, too. So much, Saitama."

He closed his eyes and sighed with a comfort that only she could give him. He knew he'd kill anyone that would dare to take her from him. In under two weeks, I found her. Fell completely in love with her. Claimed her as mine. Pretty much got married to her in secret. We need the public wedding to happen, but I want her pregnant first. But…if she doesn't get pregnant this time around…screw it. I'll marry her when I said I would. Two months no matter what.

:I could not help but overhear you, Mr. Saitama. I fully agree with your decision. Also, ah, we do have some temporary promise rings delivered.: Inichi chuckled softly.

:Really? Is there a good one set aside for me?: he had to ask.

:Come up and find out!: Inichi said.

"Mitsumi, we need to go back up," Saitama said and began to walk out of the treasury with her carried in his arms.

"Oh?" she smiled and got kissed by him. When they got to the fourth floor to step into the main room, they saw Tacki going over a box of various gold rings. Some were set with small diamonds and others were plain bands of gold. Kamikaze had claimed a plain gold band for now. A specialized one was now given to Saitama in the form of a small fist at the top of the ring band. The band was white gold and the fist image was etched in yellow gold to match his costume. He had Mitsumi place it on his ring finger and squeezed her.

"I like this! Okay. And it fits perfectly. Good!" he grinned and kissed Mitsumi's cheek. "If we can set a small diamond on each side of the fist, then it could become my wedding ring."

"We can do that!" Tacki beamed and made a note on a pad of paper.

"I think an atomic symbol on mine would be best. When I get married, that is," Kamikaze nodded for that to be noted down. Fubuki gave a small wink to Inichi to show she had something planned, too. The other couples had also claimed their own promise rings for now. At a knock on the door, it was Zenchu that answered it. Saitama was already sitting down to recline with Mitsumi on their couch to relax.

"Can I help you?" Zenchu asked the Hero Association employee.

"Ah, yes. Is Fan Dancer or Caped Baldy available? We would have called, but this was too important. I was in the area and requested to visit directly," the suited woman with pulled back black hair and dark brown eyes asked. Zenchu rose a brow at this and saw Wind Crane land before rising up on her hind legs to show it was important. The employee didn't even know that Wind Crane had landed from how quiet the giant monster was.

"Okay. Just come in and sit down. Be courteous," he warned.

"What's going on?" Saitama asked and sipped his soda. Mitsumi yawned and snuggled down into his side to get a fond caress to her back done in return.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you both so late at night, but there is to be an emergency hiring of new heroes for the amateur roster. A post was sent out today for this. We need fresh heroes," the employee said when she was seated.

"And…what's that gotta do with us?" Saitama asked blankly.

"Well, if any of them are one of the infamous Secret Skins, we would need both of you there to screen each recruit," the employee explained.

"Ah," Mitsumi said. "You do know I also run a restaurant. Right? I can't just…abandon that for too long. And how many recruits do you plan to screen?"

"Over three thousand," the woman said.

"Are you kidding me?!" Mitsumi cringed. "That will take all day! Even into the night! Saitamaaa!"

"I know," he muttered and kissed her forehead.

"I can assist, too, Master. Unless you wish for me to watch over Neutral Grounds?" Genos asked.

"You may need to keep an eye on the restaurant. In a sense, I should be fine with Mitsumi in my lap. Her fans would be the ones to detect the monsters first. If there are any Secret Skins found, would they be moved into another area?" Saitama asked the employee.

"Yes. We would have a detainment area with a false testing station. The ones found would think they are being moved into a testing facility when, in fact, they will be killed discreetly. That was Sweet Mask's idea," she nodded. "That can be done after all the recruits have been processed."

"What floor would this be based on?" Genos asked from where he sat with Kamiko. He knew she could easily run the restaurant just fine.

"It would be on the fiftieth floor of the Hero Association building," the employee said. Now Mitsumi paused.

"I knew the Hero Association was a massive building. How many floors are actually there?" she asked.

"Sixty-six floors total, Miss Mitsumi," Genos nodded.

"Oh wow!" she blinked. "We only went up to the sixth floor!"

"Most management meetings take place on that floor, but each floor is dedicated to each city prospect to ensure all surveillance can be seen to. All new hero recruits will be directed to a specific room on the fiftieth floor for screening before being directed to the bottom floor to the evaluation grounds. Those that are Secret Skins will be directed to the prior training room below the Hero Association that Caped Baldy destroyed before," the employee said.

"Call me Saitama. Please?" Saitama grimaced and sighed with disgust.

"Hey," Mitsumi smiled. "Let them call you that. Only close friends and family can call you by your name."

"I just…eh…" he sighed and rested his bald head against her shoulder.

"I know. The name sucks," she sighed and rested her head against his. "I'm gonna feel so bored tomorrow!"

"I wonder if making out would be considered okay…" Saitama thought aloud. The employee seemed to blush. "What? Mitsumi is pretty much my wife, anyways. Why shouldn't we do that?"

"If any of them stare at her for too long, I say to go for it," Zenchu grinned. "And I know I'll be sitting with them. If you want, I'll even look as human as I can. That would involve sunglasses."

"Nah. No need to go that far," Saitama said. "I'll slap them if they touch you. Or I could slap you if they want to see that…"

"Shut up. No," Zenchu said to get Saitama grinning at him.

"Wind Crane may want to be with me," Mitsumi asked and gestured to the door when it got pecked on. Wind Crane poked her massive beak in and nodded to show confirmation. The employee's jaw dropped. "She is my mentor now. And the one that helped to create my fans in the beginning. If there is a Secret Skins, she will want to witness it to protect me with Saitama. I would suggest to have the rooftop available for screening instead of inside the building."

"I just reached out to Sweet Mask. He agrees and will set up the new screening to be done on the roof. This may also see if heroes are afraid of heights…" Inichi mused. "You are getting a phone call right now."

"What?" the woman blinked and found herself answering her phone. "Oh! I see. Yes. I understand."

"When do we need to arrive?" Mitsumi asked.

"Five o'clock AM sharp," she said.

"Five…in…the morning…" Mitsumi grimaced and cringed.

"We'll eat now and go straight to bed. We'll see you there," Saitama said to the woman to show she was dismissed. Wind Crane already pulled away to let the woman pass by. Then she shot a message to Zenchu to get him running out to the balcony to shadow phase and block an attack on the employee.

"What just happened?!" Mitsumi hissed out at the sound of something being deflected. Inichi had bubbled the attacker to bring the person over.

"Not often a woman is the attacker. Interesting," Inichi mused. Saitama was carrying Mitsumi outside to see what it was all about, and Genos activated the floodlights around the complex and started recording. What they revealed was a woman with short black hair, black eyes and wearing a skin-tight suit of leather. She clearly appeared to be a form of an assassin, and she was in shock that she was caught and couldn't attack.

"Bring her over," Saitama said and finished off his soda. Tacki took the empty can to get rid of it before Kamikaze could yell at her to get back to safety. "Why did you attack a member of the Hero Association?"

"What?! No! I was going after another!" the faulty woman said.

"Where you supposed to go after me?" Mitsumi asked and found her fans coming to her to circle and form around her protectively. "Hmm. My fans are not detecting that you are a Secret Skins. But you may have been hired by one to try and kill me. It's the only reason why you would seek me out."

"I was told I would get a reward for killing the last Wind Crane Clan assassin! Where is she?" the faulty woman asked. That was when she gaped with recognition about the fans. Then she saw Wind Crane hissing and ready to lunge.

"You…saved me?" the employee asked and looked at Zenchu.

"Yeah. I don't attack. You didn't believe us?" he asked her.

"Oh…" she grimaced. "Well…for what it's worth…thanks."

"You're welcome," he nodded. "Did you need to go back? We got it from here. Or, eh…can you even drive?"

"Still recovering my nerves," she admitted.

"Here," Kianna said and brought over a chair for her to sit down on. "You can help report to the association as a witness. I'll go back to King. We will all vouch that you were attacked."

"Okay," the employee sighed and sat down. When Wind Crane moved to lightly hover over her with protection, the young woman was at a loss for words. I'm actually being protected by monsters! What's happening?! I didn't believe what was said…not one bit…

"I am S class and ranked at 4. Inichi. Put her down. She wants me? She can try," Mitsumi glowered.

"Nope. If he puts her down, I take her out. Because I am S class and ranked at 3. And you are my fiancée in the public eye. If that woman thinks I'm just gonna let her take a stab at you…no. Not gonna happen," Saitama said. Then Mitsumi whispered to him softly. Now he looked at her with amazement. "Okay. This once…fine. I need to see this."

"Big mistake!" the would-be assassin hissed and leapt at Mitsumi with her blades out. Then she gaped when the fans interlocked into a far more advanced way to repel and dice in return.

"MAXIMUM PROTECTIVE SHIELD!" Mitsumi shouted. The fans also were covered in Wind Crane's feathers. Nothing could get through them. Right when the assassin was repelled back and trying again, Mitsumi shouted, "SHREDDING BLADES!"

"What?!" the assassin gaped when the fans surrounded the woman within a ball-like formation and flicked the blades out in a unified, wave-like pattern. When the fans pulled back at Mitsumi's command with the controlling set, the woman found herself with her clothing shredded to pieces, her weapons also in the same state and she was speechless that she was left alive. When Tsuruga looked over from where he was standing with Shenjou, he was amazed that she still had her undergarments on.

"Heh. She's flat chested," Zenchu grinned.

"What? Some men like the itty bitties," Shenjou snickered and got Zenchu dying with laughter at it.

"Only you…" Kamikaze sighed from where he was with Tacki at the balcony railing.

"You are far outmatched," Saitama said with a blank face. "And we're not even wearing our hero suits. Did you know that you were possibly recruited by a monster to kill her?"

"What?" the stunned woman barely made out.

"Ah. She was. The one that made the contract stated 'job well done' after it was signed. And that one was highly into politics. Thank you for the facial image," Inichi chuckled. The woman gaped with outrage. "I can easily read your thoughts. As you did try to attack Lady Mitsumi, we now have a choice. Hmm. Ah. Sweet Mask requests an audience with you. I will deliver you to him personally with all of your prior equipment and clothing. Give me five minutes?"

"Of course. I think I need dinner, though," Mitsumi said and yawned. "Or sleep. Whichever comes first."

"We knew the attacks would happen. We just didn't know when," Zenchu muttered at the blue bubble disappearing in the distance with Inichi.

"Right," Saitama sighed and scooped up Mitsumi to kiss her forehead. "And you are absolutely amazing and awesome!"

"Stop…" Mitsumi blushed and got squeezed.

"We need better surveillance. A Hero Association gal reached us and then that other woman did? How?" Tsuruga asked and looked snorted with irritation. Zenchu ensured the Hero Association employee was able to return to her car and drive off safely before returning back to them.

"We may need to start hiring security personnel," Kianna frowned.

"Or we start working in shifts to watch the grounds," Kamiko sighed after making phone calls to the association with what Genos sent over. "We'll figure it out. As for tomorrow, we need to figure out how to watch the place if Lady Mitsumi is going to be busy with those recruits."

"Chikao will be fine as a server. Fumio will need to study his schoolbooks. We may be able to rely on him for emergency need, though," Kianna said. "I know Inichi can easily handle other things. Tacki will be working in the kitchen if Suiryu isn't there. She can keep up with Orotsu."

"We were fine before without Lady Mitsumi and Saitama. I think Genos was planning to coordinate with Lightning Max on security detail. And he was planning to start up interviews for employment. We'll need to set up someone to handle payroll, be head of staff and general management. We have a lot to do," Kamiko sighed and went over a clipboard spreadsheet.

"Hey! Come inside!" King said and waved to them all.

"Okay!" Kianna beamed. Mitsumi and Saitama were sharing a large slice of deer steak with intense delight as a bit of a small wedding feast. A glass of sparkling sweet sake was set for them to share, too.

"I was thinking of the employment roster. So, here is what I was thinking. Genos is our main hiring, financial and security detail. He can pick a team to work under him. Likely Tsuruga for security and Inichi for financing with hiring. Richoo is definitely a cleaner and dish washer of sorts. Kamiko, I would like you to be the head waitress. The maître d, as they say. You can also oversee the new waiters and waitresses.

"Kianna, you are a waitress when needed. Tacki is our main repair gal and a backup for wherever we need her. Fumio is a backup busboy only. I do not want him to handle plates unless there really is no choice. He needs to focus on schoolwork. Orotsu is, of course, our main chef. Suiryu is a waiter and Orotsu's assistant when he is available. Rendor is part of security detail. I'm not sure about Lightning Max, though. He's a hero, so maybe he can work under Genos. Where is Lightning Max?" Mitsumi asked.

"Max was scoping out a room to pick and stay in. He was exhausted, and I don't blame him! We'll likely see him in the morning. As for myself with the restaurant, I don't mind waiting a few tables if I have to," Rendor said from where he sat with Tatsumaki.

"I can help with cleanup. If I see an empty table, I can move the dirty dishes to make it faster," Tatsumaki shrugged. "I'm not good with orders unless I'm told where they have to go."

"Thank you," Rendor said and kissed her with appreciation.

"I don't mind doing the mild cleanup, too. As heroes, we aren't expected to work. But mild things? That's fine," Fubuki chuckled. "Any hero is instant security detail, anyways."

"Right," Saitama nodded. "What about Masaki?"

"I'll stay here with Shenjou. I'm not really good at anything right now. I don't have hands," Masaki sighed. "Shenjou and I were going to see if we could try to utilize our venoms, though. So, as much as I feel a touch remorseful on remaining as a monster for now, we want to see if we can store our venom for various uses."

"That would be useful! Oh! We still need to raffle that teddy bear! And I still have to do a fan dance at some point. We'll see how it goes tomorrow. I think it's time for bed," Mitsumi sighed. "So tired…"

"Bed?" King asked Kianna.

"Yes," Kianna smiled. "And…bed…"

"Ah…" he paused when she traced along his shoulder. "Yeah. Let's go."

"You should play a game as you do it!" Zenchu grinned.

"No," King said with a small glare with a grin back before guiding Kianna to their room. Fubuki smiled at Inichi when he came back at last, and he nodded to her that they would talk for as long as she needed to with him. He was informed of what was missed with the restaurant staffing, and he agreed in full with it. Now Genos looked at Kamiko with a small smile.

"I discovered a new feature…" Genos said.

"What?!" Kamiko gaped and squeaked when he suddenly scooped her up to carry her out. "Do I even want to know?!"

"I can twist it," he grinned a touch wickedly at her shocked look before moving out with her quickly. Zenchu's jaw dropped before he died laughing.

"Damn it!" Saitama scowled to get Kamikaze laughing hard.

"If he starts having a conversation with it, I think I'll be done," Tacki said to get them all dying with laughter. Zenchu was completely breathless at the comment. The other monsters were dying with laughter. Kamikaze had to hold onto his stick. Fubuki was all but tucking her head into her gut from laughing so hard. Inichi was running his hands over his face with disbelief with his laughter. Rendor and Tatsumaki were laughing and cringing against each other.

"Okay. Bedtime now. Or we won't get up in the morning," Saitama sighed hard and managed to pull Mitsumi up with him to head into the bedroom. And when they walked in, they both paused at the treasure bed taking up the main entrance. The other bed was set off to the side closer to a newly opened corner window room. Saitama was quick to kick the door closed and undress. "Please check yourself. And they set towels down! Sweet!"

"Really?" Mitsumi sighed and got pulled close.

"It's a bit of our wedding night. I'll make sure we get some rest. But expect me to wake you up a few times. Maybe," he muttered and kissed her ravenously. As the rest of the occupants found their rooms, Mitsumi could only wonder what was going to happen at the Hero Association. And how many Secret Skins were going to attempt to take a swing at her while they applied to become heroes.