The nineteen recruits before the man in question all swore to renounce their faulty ways. They were mainly serving and cleaning staff, but they were all moved by fear to be rude and nasty. Just like the first woman interviewed, it was also motivated with bonus pay. It was just as Mitsumi had thought. My fake mother murdered the nice ones to make sure no one would go against her. So vile! And to think that two of them were Secret Skins, too! I can't wait see them get beaten down! Oh…we said we'd bring them home for the others…didn't we…?
"Hey. What's going on in your thoughts?" Saitama asked and kissed her forehead when a grateful cleaning servant girl left to reclaim her room.
"I just remembered that we were supposed to bring the Secret Skins jerks home to let everyone else try and kill them," Mitsumi frowned.
"Ah…hmm…yeah. We really can't," Saitama grimaced. "Inichi!"
"Yes, Mr. Saitama? Oh! You did make a deal with them, didn't you? Well, the first one we had to kill right away. We may be able to do this with the second one, but only if under intense quarantine. This means we cannot let it leave the skin or it will grow. We may have to knock it out. Or we let the ones at home see the monster here to judge if it can be killed. They may just have us take care of it," Inichi said with intense thought.
"Is something wrong?" Fubuki asked.
"Mr. Saitama had made a deal to bring back a monster for the ones at home to attack. With how the monsters are on appearing…" Inichi sighed.
"I know. They have to get killed quickly to keep them easy to kill off. I mean…how do we keep one sedated?" Fubuki asked.
"I was pondering on the idea to keep the next one with intact skin. Let Mr. Saitama slap it to knock it unconscious. The only problem is if it wakes up. We will need to monitor it," Inichi mused. "I wonder if we have sleeping gas…"
"We also don't know how strong the monster will be when it is developed. Inichi, I don't know if we have sleeping gas. I mean, if the monster is too strong, it may not work. We can still try it out, though! However, I was thinking of exposing this next monster, seeing what type it was and then killing it. Then we can see if we can get the flea to go after the other human and see if it's the same type of monster. If it's all different…or the same…" Mitsumi said aloud from her thoughts. Saitama rose a brow at her and found himself curious now.
"We can definitely test that," Saitama said now. "Let's interview this last one outside. Just say it's too stuffy in here now. Or something like it. Then we can evaluate the monster that appears, and the skin can be salvaged again before getting destroyed. So, you all locate the lump, but isolate it. Just like what you did with the last one."
The fans knew they were being spoken to and one of the sets landed on his shoulder to show he was heard. He nodded to it and chuckled softly. Mitsumi smiled warmly and said, "They don't freak you out anymore?"
"Zenchu freaks me out more than the fans do," Saitama said point blank to get Zenchu grinning at him.
"Lady Mitsumi, what is the plan for this guy?" Garou asked. She rested a hand on the top of his head with a smile.
"We know the monster will need to die," she said softly. "The problem is we said we would bring monsters home for the others to help with in exchange for staying home to defend the home. Did you hear my idea on what do to with the monster flea? To see if the same monster emerges?"
"I did. I'm curious," Garou admitted. "I can definitely help with restraining. I've killed a number of dragon level monsters by myself. That's easy enough for me."
"Yeah. You can also shape shift to go with any situation," Zenchu agreed.
"That I can. And the only one that can really kick my ass is…eh…Saitama," Garou seemed to grimace. The bald hero looked down at him and just nodded with complete agreement. Zenchu gave his own knowing nod.
"Let's see to him and make comments to go outside," Saitama said and stood up with Mitsumi in his arms. He pressed a long, loving kiss on her mouth despite the others in the room, but they knew why he was doing it.
"Um…" a deep voice started out. Saitama looked over with a blank stare to see a bit of a heavy-set man with brown eyes and black hair looking at them. Other than the decent clothes and the groomed beard, he looked like a typical working man. That was until Mitsumi's fans swirled around him.
"Ah. My love, I know you said to take it outside, but my fans have other ideas, it seems. Anyways, this one is the other one that thought it was a job well done to try and rape me," Mitsumi frowned.
"Where did that happen?" Saitama asked and kept his blank stare locked on the now shocked man.
"I had chanced to take a swim in the pool. When I got out, he was there to try and grab me. I did an instinctive leg swipe from my training with Mami Ito to knock him into the pool and escape," she nodded. "It was likely how I got away from that other one, too, that we killed."
"Shit…" the man grimaced.
"Yeah. We know you're a Secret Skins. So, we can do this one of two ways. You walk outside with us and fight us there. Or, I knock you out and we take you outside and fight you there. Your choice," Saitama said.
"Like hell will I work with-!" the man started before getting slapped and knocked out by Saitama.
"Cool. Outside with him. Mitsumi will expose him there, we'll see what type of monster it is and extract the flea in the lab. Genos should have that other guy bound down in a secured room, too. Let's go," Saitama nodded. "And make sure our dinner is ready! I'm sure we'll all want to eat something after this experiment is done."
"What I had to eat was not enough…" Garou frowned. Then he blinked at the sight of Lily skipping in with a large bucket of egg fried rice.
"Garou! Here. I told Anno how much you eat, so he had this set up for you. What's going on?" Lily asked. Garou chuckled and took up the bucket to start eating with a large spoon for now.
"Come with us and you'll see," Garou said and blinked when Lily found herself pressing into his side.
"Okay. Um…I wanted to try and get…a little closer. Maybe. I mean…I don't want to go too fast, so…" she said with a soft blush. Then she blinked when Garou put an arm around her.
"I get it. I'm fine. And you don't mind me being a monster?" Garou grinned lightly. "I just want to make sure."
"Well…when you're like this…you're not," she said softly. "And that's in both form and mind. So…I'm good with this."
"We'll talk more later," Garou said and gave her back the bucket to help Zenchu carry the false man out. They were both stopped when Tanktop Master held up a hand to stop them. At this done, Garou reclaimed his bucket of rice.
"I got this," Tanktop Master said and called in his two army members. "Please take this guy outside. He's a monster and we have to kill him."
"What?!" Tanktop Tiger gaped.
"On it!" Tanktop Black Hole said.
"Are we really going to help a bunch of monsters? I mean, I get killing them. I'm all for that! But…to work with them? I know some are good now, but…I still feel weird about this," Tanktop Tiger frowned.
"Tanktop Master, please let Inichi remove this one. I refuse to work with someone that belittles my family. We have given ample proof that everyone that works together here is good. He still won't believe it and is going against your requests. I won't tolerate it. I worked too hard to get up to this point of trust with my family and the Hero Association. I can't put up with this any further. Please let him get removed," Mitsumi said with disdain.
"Tanktop Tiger!" Tanktop Master grimaced. "I had them bring you here to hopefully help you see things and to help you get better at various situations. I guess I was wrong. You're not ready."
"What are you talking about?! I just…" Tanktop Tiger was at a loss on what to think, and Inichi was already sending him to where Tanktop Master wanted him to go. Tanktop Black Hole was now making a mental note to talk to his army brother. Saitama sighed with boredom at the whole thing.
"Please bring over Tanktop Girl," Tanktop Master said. "She doesn't really hang out with the guys much, but she always helps out when she knows she can."
"Very well. She is aware of us?" Inichi asked.
"She sat with me in the desert seating. She saw what all you can do," Tanktop Master nodded. Inichi nodded back and gently poked at her mind to let her know she was being requested. It spooked her a bit, but she called Tanktop Master first to make sure.
"Tanktop Master! Um…I think I got a mental calling?" she said over his phone when he answered.
"You did. The blue monster, Inichi, is going to bring you here. Tanktop Tiger…he's not ready to help out," Tanktop Master sighed.
"You seriously thought of him before me?" she mused.
"I wanted to see if I could give him a chance to do more. Anyways…be ready to come to the large mansion in City X. You remember that Secret Skins monster from the desert, right? Well, there's another one," Tanktop Master said.
"Ugh! Bring me over right now!" she insisted and hung up.
"She's single?" Garou asked.
"Why?" Lily frowned.
"I'm thinking Tsuruga might like her…" Garou grinned. Lily blinked and found herself laughing with a touch of relief. "What? Oh! No, don't worry. You caught my interest. I caught your interest. Let's keep seeing how long it goes, eh? I'm sure everything will be fine."
"I've always had questions on how monsters lived and such. This is the first time I get to really see for myself," Lily smiled and tossed aside her black locks with the blue strand. "And to know that I can learn a new skill? To attack with fans and not just with my three-section staff? I mean…how can I not see what happens? It's so exciting!"
"It would be, huh?" Garou chuckled and ate more rice. The bucket was nearly half empty now, but he was still eating while waiting for the next order from Mitsumi. He felt calm and completely in control of his actions. It was something he wasn't used to anymore, and he was relieved that he was able to have this back.
"Saitama," Mitsumi said and pressed into him.
"Hmm?" he looked at her.
"Does Genos have that other one ready, too?" she asked.
"I told him to have everything prepared. I'm curious on how this will all unfold. As much as I usually wouldn't care…this guy tried to hurt you. And…I can only assume that, after he attacked you, you decided to just stay in your room?" he asked and kissed her forehead.
"Yeah. If there was one thing Anno said that was correct, it was that I was always in fear of my life after that. I didn't know who else was going to go after me. Who else was going to say things or…" she winced and Saitama squeezed her with a heavy sigh. "It was after all the crap with the jerkoff…that was when I finally left. I had to leave. I was just…what else could I do?"
"Yeah," Saitama frowned. "Anyways, no more of it."
"I love you," she whispered and got a desperate kiss planted on her mouth in return. He rested a hand on her belly after that and let her snuggle into him.
"I love you, too," he muttered and saw the muscled girl with shortened dark blond hair walk in from Inichi's bubble. She was wearing a sports-type tank top of grey coloring with torn up blue jean shorts. Sturdy sneakers were on her feet from the constant running and exercising she did. She cracked her knuckles and adjusted her back wrist bands to show she was ready.
"Where's the monster?!" she said.
"Hiding in this guy's skin for now. We need to take him outside to expose him. Then we need to head to the lab underground to see how they're made. It's nasty, dirty business, but we need to know," Tanktop Master said. She blinked her golden eyes with surprise at this, but she nodded.
"I'll get his shoulders. You get his feet," Tanktop Black Hole said. She nodded again and was soon helping to take him out.
"I could have done this," Inichi chuckled.
"I want them to help out. They need this exposure," Tanktop Master said. "The Tanktopper Army needs to start working with all of you. After Tanktop Tiger, well, I feel it's needed. Quite badly."
"Tanktopper? I thought it was the Tanktop Army?" Zenchu asked.
"It goes both ways depending on who says it," Tanktop Master chuckled.
"So, the monster comes out and then we kill it?" Tatsumaki asked Rendor.
"We want to see what kind it is. Then we see if it turns the other guy into the same thing or something different. It's important to know," Rendor said.
"Okay," she smiled and floated out after him.
"Hmm?" Saitama blinked at the sound of his phone ringing, and he pulled it out of his pocket to answer it. "Hello? Mom. Ah…I'm not at home right now. I'm busy with a mission. Yeah. I plan to have tomorrow off, so you might be able to come by with Dad then. Day after? Nope. I'll be busy with another mission. Yeah. Tomorrow. I'll be back around the afternoon most likely. Okay. Bye."
"I will ensure you have tomorrow off to cater to family," Sweet Mask chuckled. "We'll prepare the Hero Association for the mass recruitment this way."
"What's this?" Flashy Flash asked.
"We need to check new recruits in case they are Secret Skins. We found seven of them at the last one," Mitsumi sighed.
"They tried to get into the Hero Association?!" Flashy Flash asked with disgust. "Who plans to help with this?"
"Tanktop Master, Zombieman, Kamikaze, Bane and my monster family," Mitsumi smiled. "I know there will be others, too. We have plenty of assistance."
"I shall also make plans to be there," Flashy Flash said.
"Why?" Saitama asked. "You'd be as bored as I'll be. All you do is watch them come through, ask some questions and tell them to go away."
"Hmm. How many will be there to inspect?" Flashy Flash asked.
"We expect over ten thousand…" Sweet Mask grimaced.
"WHAT?!" Saitama gaped at him. "No! I will not sit through that crap!"
"Then I can do this by myself," Mitsumi said.
"Ah…no," Saitama said and squeezed her.
"I know, love. I was bored, too. At the same time, I was able to see about new, possible disciples. We gave a lot of those new ones a sense of awe to see us. It inspires them! I saw so many that had so much hope on seeing us as powerful S class heroes there! It was exciting to me and made me happy," she beamed.
"Well…it makes you happy…" he sighed and chuckled at her happy snuggle. "I suppose…"
"Can't you get a portable console to play with us?" King asked.
"Oh! I probably can!" Saitama blinked at the idea. "I didn't have one before. So, maybe we can set that up…"
"I just sent the request to Genos to ensure details will be sent to Metal Knight for this to work," Inichi nodded. "I know Neutral Grounds will be open during this time, but we want to eliminate pain points."
"We may be able to do groups of five with a total of five minutes of talk if they have questions. We'll also make sure to have refreshments and break times," Sweet Mask promised. "I know there may be two board members with you, so you won't be suffering from this alone."
"Misery loves company," Kamikaze grinned.
"I'll need lots of stuff to do if I'll be with you," Tacki smirked at Kamikaze. He just nodded in full to show he was quite aware. "Oh! Maybe I can work on another crate for us…"
"Shut up," he said to get the others laughing.
"Even if it's filled with treasure?" she grinned wickedly at him.
"Um…well…I don't know about that," Kamikaze blinked.
"Oh! I can give the nice ones small treasure gifts!" Mitsumi blinked at this idea. "We can have something like that!"
"That would be an idea. Besides, I have a treasure bed. It works. So a treasure crate should be fine," Saitama shrugged on carrying Mitsumi out of the mansion to follow the others.
"As much as it shouldn't," Mitsumi sighed and giggled at the small tickling squeeze she got in return.
"The bed makes me happy," Saitama chuckled and gave a nuzzling nibble into her neck to make her squeak with protest. "Anyways, let's finish this so we can have a good dinner. And whatever else happens after that."
"I need swimsuit fabric," Tacki muttered. Inichi scanned the various servant minds for the needed material and soon had it ready for access.
"I was able to locate some. What colors? I shall have it waiting for you when we get back inside. Kamiko will collect it," Inichi said and watched the two members of the Tanktop Army set the knocked out false man off to the side of the main fountain. Now other servants were whispering and looking out windows.
"Inichi, ah, can you let the servants know what's going on? We don't want any more false rumors to spread," Daiki said carefully. Himiko was only nodding with agreement at this and blinked when Zombieman lifted her up in his arms to cradle her. She found herself blushing and realized how Mitsumi must feel when she got carried around. She found herself liking it immensely.
"Done," Inichi agreed and filtered out the information. "I am inviting all of them to appear to witness what one of their own was in full. If any refuse, then I will give them the vision directly the moment they try to spread false information."
"Good," Mitsumi said. "Actually, you know what? I am ordering all of them stop what they are doing and come forward to see this. So they will know exactly what I will do to any false human that steps into this home again."
"Do it. And they'll see what I'll do after the reveal," Saitama nodded and set Mitsumi down. She still clung to him, though, and he still kept an arm securely around her. He pressed a kiss to her forehead and locked his eyes on the false man when he started to come around. Wind Crane was watching from the roof, but she knew that Saitama had this one just fine.
"Is everyone present, Inichi?" Mitsumi asked.
"Yes," Inichi nodded. Fubuki stood aside with Rendor and Tatsumaki. Genos was watching through the cameras with the others in the laboratory. Lightning Max was watching through the security feed, too. All of the other heroes and servants there were watching with a form of eager anticipation now. Sweet Mask watched Mitsumi's fans vibrate, flick the deadly blades out and quickly swirl around the false man to shred off clothes and skin.
"Remember. Keep track of the lump in the skin," Mitsumi said with a soft mutter from where she stood. Inichi gave a confirming sound, and it was quickly bubbled to get pulled away. The new monster revealed looked like something with the back end of a horse, but had the front end of a large chicken. It lacked wings, but it was quick to hiss with fury on being discovered like all the others.
"Stay here," Saitama said and pressed a loving kiss on her mouth before darting forward and punching hard to kill it quickly. All of the negativity he got from what she told him before was put into the punch, and the fans helped to amplify it with a red beam of death. It was at a point that he didn't need her to stand behind him, but the fans, themselves, helped contain any excess energy now. She really is my fighting partner. I'll need her with me at all times if this red crap keeps taking me over.
"He just…one punch…?!" a male servant whispered.
"And he can slap us if we misbehave?!" a servant girl squirmed lightly.
"I have chills now! We were working for a monster! One that made us be mean for no reason!" another servant girl shivered.
"Working with them, too! Another was killed! Remember the guy that bragged that he almost got Miss Mitsumi?!" another girl whispered. As the whispers kept going on, Saitama was already ignoring all of it, pressing a loving kiss to Mitsumi's mouth and looking over at Sweet Mask.
"That was a…what? A chicken-horse thing? I have no idea," Saitama shrugged. "Anyways, we have the flea?"
"Yes," Sweet Mask nodded and pointed to Inichi's bubble.
"Good. Down to the lab with it," Saitama said and scooped up Mitsumi to carry her off quickly. She blinked when he started to press kisses to her neck while walking with her.
"Are you okay?" she asked with a small smile.
"I am. Just showing how much I love you. Unconditionally," he grinned softly and pressed a kiss to her mouth. "I'm also proving an intense point."
"For what?" she frowned.
"That you're mine. That I'll happily punch out anyone that tries to sway you away. I know. It won't happen. But I'm not gonna let anyone think they have a chance to try," he said sternly and let her snuggle against his neck. "I was the one that saved you. I gave you a chance to prove that your family was different. I'm the one that your clan traditions chose to marry you. It's true that I wasn't there in the beginning. That I had no idea who you were. Heh. Maybe it was for the best. It let me see past what I thought you would have been. I see you as you are now."
"And what am I now?" she asked and traced over his feather-covered shoulder. Zenchu and Garou chuckled with the others softly.
"My wife. A wonderful, loving and amazing woman that fought through every bit of crap that was handed to you. It made you strong. Wise to the world. And it proves that you have what it takes to keep moving where many would fall short," Saitama said and kissed her heavily. "I know I always tell you this. And it's only because it's the absolute truth."
"Oh, Saitama…" Mitsumi smiled and shook her head. "You really are my hero. And my husband, too, you know. You protect me. Love me. You appreciate my family. You rescued me. You believed in me when no one else would. There are times I still feel a bit of a loss for words. How can I not love you any less than you do for me? What more can be said?"
"I now pronounce you husband and wife," Bane grinned.
"What?!" Saitama said to get them all laughing hard.
"I couldn't resist," Bane snickered softly.
"Technically, that did sound like wedding vows…" Zenchu mused.
"I'm rehearsing," Saitama said to get them all laughing now while they piled into the elevator to go down below.
"Really?" Mitsumi asked with a wry smile.
"Yes," he nodded. "And I'm enjoying it."
"How?" she asked now.
"There they go again…" Garou chuckled.
"I wouldn't expect anything less," Zenchu said.
"What do you mean how?" Saitama asked.
"I mean, you'd just say what you always said. Like you did when the fans married us together," Mitsumi said with a knowing smile.
"Oh. You mean…" Saitama looked at her now with a small grin. "I take you as my wife."
"I accept you as my husband," she whispered and let him kiss her passionately. "That's all you need to say."
"Maybe. We'll see," he smiled and kissed her temple as the doors opened.
"Ah…" Zenchu blinked on seeing the dark red haze flare out briefly.
"What?" Saitama looked at him.
"That red shit is back," he said.
"What?! Wait. We thought there may be some residual crap. Is it still there? Or is it gone?" Saitama asked.
"Gone, but it was there for a moment," Zenchu said.
"Okay. Tell me if it happens again in full force. As long as I don't act stupid, I should be fine. I don't feel any different, but just keep an eye on me," Saitama sighed. "I thought I was done with this crap…"
"Just means we get to lounge in bed after dinner?" Mitsumi smiled.
"But I wanted to go swimming!" he said.
"We probably still can. Or should we do what we did at that lake instead?" she smiled a bit more now. He blinked and mused at the idea.
"I still want to swim, but we can definitely do that," he nodded.
"Do what?" Kamikaze asked.
"You'll find out when we go swimming," Saitama said and carried Mitsumi onto the underground fourth floor. He saw the markers for the lab and was quick to follow them. Genos waved at him from inside a glass room and pointed at another room where the spy was bound down. Inichi found a glass container and put the bit of skin with the monster flea in it.
"Metal Knight?" Siren asked from where she sat in a lab chair.
"Yes, my dear?" he asked from her ring.
"What do you have planned for later?" she asked and kicked her feet. She knew he was watching her from a camera.
"I'm not sure," he admitted. "Nothing needs repairs. I have no meetings."
"Want to meet somewhere after everyone goes to sleep?" she asked with a small, gravelly chuckle.
"Oh! Hmm. Maybe if you can get into Neutral Grounds?" Metal Knight asked. "The back room…?"
"That's fine. Your ring lets me in now?" she asked.
"Ah! I still need to work on the keycard system! That will take about an hour. Observe what happens for me there. I'll pay attention, but also get this done, too. I need to make a few systems, though, but the restaurant will be completed first. You can help me test it when it's ready," he said. She agreed and looked over at Zenchu when he cut the flea free from the skin it was in.
"Huh?!" the monster flea looked around and tried to jump through the glass. It failed miserably. Now everyone left the quarantine chamber to look through the glass, and the bonds were released from the spy.
"Recording is on," Genos said. A plush laboratory chair was brought over to Saitama to sit on it and have Mitsumi in his lap. As much as he was thoroughly disgusted by all of this, he knew they all had to see how it happened. Even Mitsumi was infuriated on seeing it, but they squeezed each other with silent knowing that it had to be found out.
"I'm right here," Saitama whispered in her ear and kissed her temple. She snuggled into him and sighed sadly. "I know. This sucks. But this guy broke in. He wants this, too. So, we'll let him have it. Then we'll see about sedating him and bringing him back for the others to pick on."
"Yeah," she swallowed and shook her head. "This feels so wrong to me."
"It does for me, too," Saitama said and looked over when the man started to wake up. All eyes turned to pay attention now to see what would happen.
"Hmm…" Garou frowned in thought.
"Is everything okay?" Lily asked and set aside the empty food bucket.
"Grossed out, really," Garou admitted.
"Well, maybe this will help. I was thinking of adding a few of those white flowers in the apartment to the lilies in my hair. What do you think?" she asked.
"Oh! Yeah! You can do that!" he grinned and squeezed her gently.
"Can he see us?" Kianna asked.
"No. It's like a two-way mirror. We can see him. He just sees mirrors," Kamiko said. "We can talk to him through an intercom, though."
"Himiko, did you see how Fumihiro changed?" Daiki asked.
"Not really. I was too scared to look around me," Himiko frowned. Zombieman looked at her with concern. "I did hear some screaming, though…"
"Great…" Zenchu grimaced. The man groaned in the chamber now and shook his head. On looking around, he paused at the sight of the monster flea in the glass. His eyes widened with a form of childish delight, and he rushed over as though claiming a prize.
"Not strong! No!" the flea hissed at him when the glass container was opened. "Too weak!"
"But…please?! You can help me get stronger!" the thin, short man seemed to beg. "I was always promised! Always told it would happen in time!"
"No!" the flea spat out.
"If you don't go to him, then your only way out is death," Sweet Mask said through the intercom. It also altered his voice to keep from being recognized. The monster flea paused at this and growled in its tiny voice.
"Let me take over. I know what to say to piss it off," Zenchu grinned. Sweet Mask nodded and handed over the microphone.
"You see? We are being studied. We can break free together. Make me strong! I know you are strong!" the man begged.
"Weak…" the flea growled again.
"I knew you were a little flea," Zenchu goaded in the intercom now.
"NOT FLEA!" the monster flea squealed with rage.
"Then prove it! Right now, you're tiny and weak," Zenchu said to egg it on. "You are a bug that can be squashed."
"NO!" the little monster scowled out. Now it set its many eyes on the man in front of it. "You want strong?!"
"Yes!" the man said.
"You kill all when strong?!" the flea asked.
"I will!" the man said sternly. It jumped on his right arm, and Genos made sure to see where it landed to ensure it would be destroyed later. The flea burrowed down through the clothing and straight into the skin. The man winced at the pain from it and suddenly screamed. When he started to wrack with pain, Mitsumi gasped with recognition.
"That's…that has to be venom!" she winced.
"Hmm…" Saitama frowned and held her close to comfort her.
"You appear to be correct, Lady Mitsumi," Inichi said from where he hovered over Fubuki. "I am listening to how it is thinking. First, it had to dig down. Then it had to bite. It let out a venom to change the skin. Next is a venom to change the muscle…"
"The snake had two venoms!" Genos said on realization.
"That's right!" Inichi narrowed his red eyes with cat eye pupils. "But this venom is permanent. I don't think it has the capability to create more venom. But…it lost the first host…"
"I think it has it, but doesn't need to use it," Child Emperor said at a computer to work calculations. "Sometimes it's the smaller ones that have the most venom output. More compact and such. If we get that flea killed, I can see if I can evaluate it to find out what makes those venoms. We have a good blueprint already from the other venoms. Maybe we can extract it from the skin and a piece of monster tissue?"
"You would need three samples," Genos said. "One from the flea, another from the skin and the last from the monster tissues from where it dug down. We'll need to sever off that arm in full. Keep the skin and limb intact. Then we can leave the flea in the skin to get a sample from a syringe injection. That may be the only way we can do this. Can we do that?"
"One way to find out," Saitama said. "If I punch that arm, it's gone. Maybe Wind Crane can snip it off."
"Circumcision, eh?" Zenchu grinned wickedly.
"Shut up!" Mitsumi hissed at him while the others died laughing.
"Oh! And think on this! Since we're on this subject, Garou, you can change your shape. Can you also change around a single part?" Zenchu had to ask.
"Um…wow…I have no idea…" Garou blinked with wide eyes at the thought. Lily looked at him and turned a bright, beet red. "Not now. We're too new in this. Maybe…a few more days. Or…something."
"We can…discuss it later…" Lily trembled with a bit of laughter now.
"But can he make it vibrate?" Genos asked now to get Mitsumi barking out laughter with Kamiko. "I can do that. And twist it."
"Wait…what?!" Garou gaped at him to get Kamikaze laughing hard.
"I already said that if he can have a conversation with it, that I was done," Tacki said to get Kamikaze laughing harder. Bane was holding his head in his hands from laughing so hard with the others.
"Stop it! Please!" Mitsumi begged.
"Genos, you said you'd look into something for me," Saitama said calmly.
"No! Saitama…I don't think you realized this…but…you haven't reverted back…since…well…" Mitsumi cringed.
"Really? You're saying I'm bigger than Genos?" Saitama looked at her.
"What's this, Master?!" Genos now looked at him with surprise.
"I don't know that! I just know that…well…" Mitsumi sighed hard. Inichi was just cringing at the thoughts she was giving out before directing his attention back to the chamber.
"The skin! Look!" Inichi said now to quickly divert away from everything else. The man's skin was hanging and loose around his face to show it was being altered. He was still groaning from the pain and still standing, but ripples now happened under the skin to show the change was being done to the flesh. The skin reformed, but it looked smoother without any blemishes.
"It's a leather coat now…" Fubuki said with shock.
"Just like how we saw that other skin," Zenchu muttered. "A coat to wear over the real monster."
"Yes! It's done! I feel…I feel…sleepy…" the now false man mumbled and fell over into a deep sleep onto the floor of the chamber.
"I took the liberty of activating the sleep gas. It was mentioned that some may have been here. It was located," Metal Knight said from Siren's ring. "We can leave him in there safely for as long as we want. I can monitor through the cameras here."
"Good to know. Okay. Let's get something to eat. Then we'll go swimming," Saitama said and rose up with Mitsumi in his arms.
"Oh. Do I still need to make coloring books on how sex works?" Tacki asked to get Kamikaze looking at her while the others laughed and gasped with shock at the idea.
"No," Kamikaze said sternly to get Bane laughing at him.
"Make me one," Garou said to get Kamikaze glaring at him. "What? I'm genuinely curious if she can do it."
"Why a coloring book when you can get the real thing?" Rendor grinned. Tatsumaki snickered and clung to him in a piggy-back way.
"True…" Garou agreed.
"Um…Miss Blizzard…is this talk normal?" Lily asked.
"In this group, yes," Fubuki chuckled.
"I refrain from such scandalous behavior!" Inichi muttered.
"Master Saitama, I have to know. You…are larger now?" Genos asked.
"Mitsumi said I'm twice as big as I used to be," Saitama shrugged.
"What were you before?" Genos asked.
"I am not telling you that," Saitama said when Mitsumi coughed out laughter at the discussion. "That's just for her to know."
"Tacki, please make him a set of swimming trunks," Mitsumi managed to squeak out. "It will work best for him."
"I can do that! I'll make you a bikini," Tacki nodded.
"What?" Saitama now looked at her. "No. I don't need others to look at her. I know what she's wearing now. A bikini is too revealing."
"I'll be fine, Saitama," Mitsumi smiled and pressed into him. "I'll be with you, too, so it will be okay."
"What were you wearing when you were attacked before?" Saitama asked when they got to the elevator.
"A one-piece. I never had a bikini before," she chuckled.
"Hmm. Okay. As long as you are with me," Saitama nodded and led the group to the upper second floor. He was just as hungry as the others, and it was time to eat. He couldn't wait to see what was going to be set before him now, and he was sure the false man down below would sleep for as long as they needed him to. Metal Knight would make sure of it.
*Author's Note - A thousand pages typed now! Wow! Thank you all for reading up to this point, and here's to the next thousand if it gets that far! ^_^
