It was another thirty minutes before Saitama was able to return to the live chat. Everyone had questions on what happened, but he called them to attention mildly. "My power knew that Mitsumi...was ready. That it was finally time to let everything out. Yeah. I don't recommend going through what I just went through. Total. Absolute. Crap. For ten minutes. It sucked."
"Really?" Kamikaze asked through the headset.
"If there was ever a point in time that all you could think about was sex...white-hot, needy sex...to a point that you couldn't breathe even while you were having it...yeah. You don't want it!" Saitama grimaced.
"Yeah. It was very intense," Mitsumi said over the microphone. "I was almost passed out from exhaustion, too. I can't put into words what I felt."
"Wow..." Zombieman said with complete amazement.
"Master Saitama...it was that painful?" Genos asked.
"He was sweating intensely," Mitsumi said. That got gasps of shock now.
"I will say this, though. I feel...more in control. Even if I stop glowing to you guys by tonight, I have to stay home tomorrow. Just in case of a crazy relapse. We said about three days. We stick to it," Saitama said sternly.
"Agreed!" Genos said quickly.
"It's our restaurant off day, too, so don't sweat it. Rendor told me to have all the crazy missions to go to him and his girl. They'll handle it," Kamikaze said.
"Oh, ah, Saitama?" Fubuki said over the headset Kamikaze was using.
"Yep?" Saitama asked.
"I wanted my faction to possibly help patrol the grounds. Inichi keeps finding people trying to get in, so we think it may help," Fubuki said.
"Do you really want the super powered monkey club to know all about our home?!" Saitama said. "Why?!"
"I called it!" Kamikaze died laughing.
"Mr. Saitama, think on this," Inichi said over the headset. "Many of them want cars of their own. This will fully test their resolve. Also, if others see heroes actively patrolling the grounds, they may think twice on wanting to step foot beyond the gate in other ways. Granted, Sonic will do all he can, but only to those that try to break in. You even stated we needed more patrolling on the borders. So, let's put Fubuki's faction to work. They want cars. Fine. I would even go so far as to build them a new residence here."
"NO!"Saitama scowled out quickly.
"Darling," Mitsumi soothed and got his attention. "Inichi's reason is sound. If they do night patrols, they cannot get home on their own. Also, I don't mind having them here. They will know what to expect. Their limits. And if they piss us off, you can slap them."
"Ah...hmm...I can?" Saitama blinked.
"Also, I don't mind giving them an extra paycheck or contract for their services. That would be up to them, though," Mitsumi added.
"Let me call Eyelashes," Fubuki said and moved off to do just that.
"You want them here?" Saitama frowned at Mitsumi.
"Love, we need more help," she frowned back. "And if we have a dojo, you know we can't really be everywhere all at once. As much as I know they may never come to par with us in power...they are heroes. Let them help if they want to help! Even more, if they want to learn from us to get stronger, let them! The dojo will be there to help improve their strengths! This will be good for them."
"Eh...well..." Saitama sighed and rolled his fiery eyes.
"Don't worry. Everything will be fine," Mitsumi soothed and ran a comforting hand over his chest. He closed his eyes at the cooling, calming sensation and sighed again to show he was giving in to her suggestion.
"Fine. But! The moment they mess up..." he warned on gazing at her.
"You can do a light slap. After your power dies back down to what it should be," she nodded with agreement. "If they become disciples, we can also punish them with harder training."
"Hmm..." Saitama rolled the thought around. "We'll see."
"Good," she chuckled and cuddled into him.
"Inichi! I'm sure you heard my thoughts. So, I'm putting introductions on you right now. You want them here. You can build them a place to stay. Even though you said some of them are morons. You can do the interviews to said morons," Saitama said over the microphone. "Okay?"
"Ah...confounded...damn it!" Inichi scowled on remembering now to get the others dying with laughter. "It was the giant one that was the true moron. Very well. I shall have Fubuki ensure I do not become too distracted."
"If he really makes you mad, have him write you a script," Mitsumi said with a small grin. Now Inichi gave out an outburst that almost rivaled Zenchu's usual outburst on getting slapped. Everyone died laughing again.
"I absolutely love you!" Saitama grinned and kissed Mitsumi thoroughly.
"Lady Mitsumi!" Inichi now said through the microphone to get the others cringing with laughter. "I thought you were on my side!"
"I am on everyone's side equally, Inichi," Mitsumi said softly. "You even told me to not hold anyone higher than the other. Only Saitama is higher now due to him rescuing me, freeing us and being my husband. I support him as much as he supports me. Everyone else is on an equal playing field. You know that."
"Ah...well...yes..." Inichi sighed.
"And you know my father would have said the same thing," she said gently. "Everyone is no less than anyone. Unless they do wrong purposely. What more can be said? It's like how I felt good within Garou. I wanted him to have a chance to know what it was like to just...be appreciated. Same with Sonic. I don't think anyone ever truly complimented them on just being themselves. You know?"
"That's very true," Garou said from where he sat and listened in from the couch. Kamikaze always kept the speaker mode on for everyone so they could listen and chime in. "Mitsumi...well...Lady Mitsumi. You're my little sister now. You called me your brother before. I see you as nothing less than my sister from this point forward. Hell, the moment you freed me, I should have...well..."
"I know. You had to sort out your thoughts. I get that," Mitsumi chuckled. "You can just call me Mitsumi, you know. There's nothing wrong with it."
"No. You freed me. I see why the others call you Lady," Garou said.
"I even said it's a good habit," Tacki beamed. "Oh! Did Saitama break down those feathers yet? Or is he still acting loopy and stupid?"
"What?!" Saitama said over the microphone to get them dying with laughter.
"Oh, good. She can pick on you now," Kamikaze snickered.
"Nope. I was being serious. I just like pissing you off," Tacki beamed to get Kamikaze to mildly glare at her while more laughter ensued. "And you loooove me for it! It keeps you on your toes."
"Quiet!" Kamikaze scowled and tickled her gently. He kissed her after that and let her snuggle into him happily.
"Oh! Didn't Fubuki have a girl in her group? She had lilies in her hair. I think..." Tacki mused. "I like that setup."
"Hmm?" Garou asked.
"This was at the fireworks show. You weren't there," she said. "Lady Mitsumi was amazing! We should totally have another whole roast fire pit night with another performance like that for those that missed it!"
"We will plan for it," Orotsu chuckled.
"You could use a girlfriend, Garou," Zenchu grinned.
"What?" Garou blinked to get soft chuckles and snickers all around.
"They plan to come by shortly," Fubuki said. "I told them that nothing may happen until tomorrow or the day after, but The Blizzard Group would like to start building a small base area now."
"Get a bowl of bananas out to greet them!" Saitama said over the microphone to get everyone dying with laughter once again.
"Saitama!" Mitsumi gasped out after she recovered from the laughter.
"Hey. One of them is called Great Monkey or...something like that, right? I'm sure he would enjoy it. Immensely!" Saitama continued and grinned when Mitsumi hid herself into his chest from laughing so much.
"Ah. The moron," Inichi said to get even more laughter to go around.
"You mean Mountain Ape. I don't know if he even likes bananas," Fubuki admitted.
"Genos," Kamiko said to get his attention on sitting next to her. "Where do you think they can start to patrol? To get a feel for where we need it most?"
"The main city entrance. Any major entrance to City Z that is close to where we are," Genos said without another thought. "As much as Miss Mitsumi cannot purchase the full way in, we should set up markers of some kind to warn intruders away. That the district is owned by S class heroes and actively monitored. I was thinking, though. Once we get this area habitable in full, we could do small crowd pleasers. Small events with monsters on our grounds. Of course, we would secure our homes first."
"I would advise against that idea," Inichi said calmly. "Many would think we would become a 'sideshow' sort of thing. Now, if it comes to a form of 'monster awareness' during restaurant off hours, well...we'd have to discuss things in full with the others."
"Inichi, let the others become aware of my group appearing, please?" Fubuki asked. Inichi agreed and sent out the alarm.
"Miss Mitsumi," Metal Knight said over the voice chat.
"Yes?" Mitsumi asked.
"I would like to see if Siren can access your old family home tonight. If Himiko plans to return there with Zombieman, she can accompany them," he said.
"Oh. For the master bedroom search. Okay. Himiko, do you still have a key to the home?" Mitsumi asked. "Or did that fat thing do something?"
"I don't think so. My key was...taken," Himiko said over Zombieman's microphone. "I don't think the locks were changed. Oh! Daiki has a key!"
"Have him go with you," Saitama said. "Also, we need copies of the key. That house rightfully belongs to Mitsumi. She needs access whenever she wants."
"Agreed," Himiko said. "I know there are spares. We'll make sure you get one. Your room, though, Mitsumi..."
"Inichi fixed it back up. We found the furniture outside on the ground. The door is broken from Saitama, though, when the door was locked up," Mitsumi said.
"I...I'm sorry..." Himiko whispered. "Mother...that thing...insisted to..."
"We figured as much," Saitama said quickly. "That thing is dead. Mitsumi has her room back. Oh. The rug was damaged."
"Easily replaced," Mitsumi said. :Inichi. My diary. Please get it now?:
:Ah. Give me five minutes, Lady Mitsumi. We do not want others to see it, do we? You have shown me where it is. It shall be fetched now.: Inichi agreed.
"Saitama..." Mitsumi whispered and muted the microphone.
"Hmm?" he looked at her now.
"Inichi is going to fetch my diary. I don't want it found," she said.
"Ah. Yeah. We can easily hide it in the bed. Under us. It will be kept safe. Okay? Nothing will damage it," he said.
"With us laying on it? No thanks. We can store it in a drawer," she said.
"Come on, Mitsumi. It's the safest place!" he argued lightly and chuckled at her poke to his glowing red chest.
"If you can find a way to keep it from digging into my back, then fine. I still say it goes in a drawer," she smiled and shook her head at him.
"We'll see when we get it," Saitama smiled warmly and cradled her. "You don't need to worry anymore. No more running. No more fearing for your life. No more of all that crap. I'm guarding you now to the fullest. You're safe. Our family is safe. Our friends will be fine. Everything is fine."
"I love you," she sighed and pressed into him.
"I love you, too. It's okay..." he muttered softly and ran his hands over her back. "It's okay now."
She started to get drowsy and moved to press her face into his neck. He unmuted the headset and grabbed the remote to swap to the game and check his resource gatherers. He set a few more to work and continued to run a hand over her back to keep her calm. When she started to drift off to sleep, he tilted his head towards the bedroom door to ask, "What's going on? I heard something."
"The moron arrived," Inichi said through the microphone to get laughter in response. "I shall take care of it. Also, Mr. Saitama, I will be opening the door slightly to deliver a few books for Lady Mitsumi."
"A few...ah. Okay," Saitama agreed. :Very nice to think of finding other reading material to hide the diary within them.:
:You knew my intent! Very good!: Inichi chuckled. Saitama didn't feel any irritation at all when the door opened now. That had him blink with surprise.
"Okay. Good. I'm feeling more like myself. Still glowing, but I'm not pissed at everyone for no reason. As long as I know what's going on and no surprise attacks. The usual thing. I might be good by tonight, but not gonna chance tomorrow. Nope. Staying home," he muttered to himself.
"Good to know you're feeling like yourself," Kamikaze said. "Do you think it's a bit safe for any of us to come in and talk?"
"Eh...Mitsumi is sleeping. Wait until she wakes up? Then we'll cover ourselves up. I'm still not done with this crap, but I don't want to fluster her," Saitama said. "Think about it. I'm also, eh...not feeling 'done' to a point."
"Yeah. Okay," Kamikaze said.
"My feathers! Are they done?!" Tacki asked.
"Hmm?" Mitsumi blinked awake from the excited sound of Tacki's voice.
"Hush. It's okay. Back to sleep," Saitama soothed.
"Oh..." Tacki said softly and felt a bit sheepish.
"What did you need, Tacki?" Mitsumi asked with a sleepy yawn.
"She needs feathers for my headband. So, I'll work on that and you sleep more. We also got more books for me to read to you later. Okay?" Saitama chuckled and kissed her forehead. She smiled at that and reached for some water to drink down before nestling back into him and sigh happily. He smiled softly and began to work on the feathers. "How long do these have to be?"
"Just about three inches. You can break off the ends and it will be fine," Tacki said. "I'm trying to see what crane image would be best. Should the image match your cape? Wings in flight?"
"That's fine," Saitama seemed to shrug. "I don't mind what it is."
"Okay. It will match everything. If I can get a few feathers now to see how they will frame the headband front, it will help. Oh! Get the largest of those and lightly split the tip of it off into a V-shape? That will help the image a bit," Tacki said. "Inichi will show you what I'm thinking of."
"Hmm..." Saitama studied the image. "Does Wind Crane have any larger feathers for that? It will work better."
"Oh! Yes! Okay," Tacki said and had two broad feathers sent over. Saitama broke them into the shape needed and had them sent back. Inichi was able to let the door be mildly cracked open for this, and Zenchu made sure to sit in front of the door to keep prying eyes out for safety.
"Does that work?" Kamikaze asked her and gave the headset back to Fumio.
"It does!" Tacki beamed.
"Dad? Are you okay now?" Fumio asked.
"I'm good, son. Your mom is resting. I'm feeling normal again, but we won't go anywhere tomorrow. Just in case," Saitama said. "There's a lot we want to do, but we have to wait until I know I'm normal again. I'm still glowing the red crap, but my mind is calmed."
"I know," Fumio said. At a knock on the main door, Zenchu opened it to see Eyelashes and Mountain Ape there. Lily was just off to the side to show she was waiting with them.
"Hmm. I thought you said that Glasses was part of your group? Ah. He left?" Inichi asked Fubuki.
"Yes. Well...he had his reasons. He reaches out to us to let us know if help is needed," Fubuki shrugged. Inichi nodded and regarded the three in front of him.
"This isn't all of you, but that's fine. You three appear to be the main ones. As it stands as of now, I was tasked with helping The Blizzard Group find a decent location for a new home on the grounds. Hmm. Fubuki...you were hiding something from me..." Inichi looked at her and brought up a memory.
"Ah...well..." Fubuki blinked and sighed. "Do we have to use that contract? I mean..."
"King was the one that had all of you in the bag," Inichi chuckled. "Technically, The Blizzard Group must do what Mr. Saitama says. Regardless of anything. However, Lady Mitsumi did want to see about making paid contracts with paychecks to show The Blizzard Group will be employed by her. There is a big chance that Mr. Saitama and Lady Mitsumi may finally be free of the bedroom by tomorrow. We just don't know if Mr. Saitama's condition will relapse here and there. We can see about dissolving that prior contract in favor of the new one."
"Do you think we can?" Eyelashes asked.
"If we don't want to work for free...I mean..." Lily said with a small, hopeful look. "I'd like to make a good paycheck!"
"There is also a chance that Saitama will be making a dojo to work with disciples," Fubuki said. "So...the option may be open to try and learn something from him. Not sure what, exactly, but the option will be there. Same with Mitsumi and her fan dancing."
"Mitsumi?" Mountain Ape asked.
"Lady Mitsumi to us. Also known as Fan Dancer to you. Mr. Saitama is Caped Baldy if you need a clearer picture," Inichi said.
"Wait. We'd be employed by other heroes?!" Mountain Ape asked.
"Mitsumi wouldn't use her hero status for this. She also runs the Neutral Grounds restaurant. She would be doing this separate from all of that as a business venture. She's Mitsumi Takashi. She is the sole heiress to the Takashi family fortune. It was set up by her father before his murder by a woman that was taken over as a monster. Her mother, so you all know. This whole place...she purchased it all. This entire walled area. It's hers," Fubuki said. Now the others in her group stared in complete shock. Inichi nodded and looked over when Shenjou walked over calmly to regard them all easily.
"I have been tunneling in various areas for the generators. Should we create hidden lifts for the equipment? For safe repairs and such?" Shenjou asked and flicked a forked tongue.
"We could. We can also see if Metal Knight can create precautions to prevent such tampering from happening, come to think of it. I'll have Siren speak with him," Inichi agreed. "Ah, we need a good place for a building for Fubuki's group of assistants. Do we have such a place?"
"I have a place in mind," Shenjou said and sent the location to him.
"Hmm. That's...actually perfect!" Inichi blinked. "It's near the middle of the grounds, too. Ah. Mr. Saitama already...cleared that area..."
"So have I," Shenjou chuckled. "It's a nice feeding ground."
"What do you mean? There's nothing to eat!" Eyelashes says.
"As a monster, my venom dissolves everything. Stone, steel, glass, flesh...all of it. But...Saitama can work with it just fine. With his bare hands..." Shenjou grimaced. That got the three lesser heroes gaping with shock. "As my venom can dissolve, I can digest things fine. It's weird, but I don't question it."
"You cleared all of that section?" Inichi mused.
"Of course. I can easily win any food eating competitions. I can just eat the entire table," Shenjou snickered to get Fubuki laughing with him.
"Hey," Garou said when he walked out to regard Shenjou. "So, your appetite is as big as mine, eh?"
"Possibly," Shenjou shrugged. "I do get full. I eat monsters whole."
"You...ah..." Garou blinked at that.
"He does," Inichi grinned and sent the image of the Secret Skins from the desert. Garou's eye twitched at the vision.
"That's fucked up," Garou finally said to get them all cringing with laughter. Now his yellow-eyed gaze cut to Lily and he tilted his head at her. Lilies in her hair...hmm...this must be... "Are you...Lily?"
"Oh? Um...I am," she nodded.
"Nice. Maybe we can hang out and chat sometime. I'm one of the newest family members here. I can revert back to human form. If you plan to stick around, we should have a chat. What do you think?" he grinned slightly. She's pretty cute! Maybe Zenchu was on to something.
"Oh! Ah..." Lily seemed to blush before Eyelashes stood in front of her protectively. "Oh, please! I can handle myself!"
"She's a hero. She can speak for herself, too," Garou smirked. "It's just an offer. She doesn't have to take it."
"You know what? I think I will," Lily smiled and pushed past Eyelashes' gaping form. "Can you please escort me to where the new building site for The Blizzard Group is to be?"
"Ah..." Garou looked at Inichi and nodded at the mental location. "Sure. This way. It's near the grounds center for the fastest way to get anywhere in the property. I may be able to give some design ideas for your building."
"Great!" Lily smiled and stuck her tongue out at her fellow heroes. Then she paused with shock when Wind Crane landed heavily in front of the apartment complex from the scouting flight she was doing to evaluate the borders. The large bird monster looked at Inichi and then right at Lily.
"Ah..." Inichi mused. "This is Wind Crane. She developed the fan dancing long ago. She also is the main founder of the Wind Crane Clan. Lily...she believes you may be able to learn the secret art of fan dancing. Would you be interested when a dojo is built? To learn from Fan Dancer directly?"
"Ah! Really?!" Lily gasped with amazement. "I mean...yes! I would love to learn! Just...tell me when!"
Garou looked over when Zenchu walked out to regard Wind Crane. "Yes? No, we have plenty of feathers. You think so? Okay. You were able to reach Saitama through his sex-crazed mind?! Wow. Inichi needs Lady Mitsumi to help him. Right. Well...he thinks he's getting better. Ah...fuck!"
"What?" Garou asked and watched Zenchu dart back inside to barricade the door in full to the bedroom.
"No one comes in here!" Zenchu said quickly.
"Dad? Zenchu won't let anyone in?" Fumio asked. "Ah...he's muted..."
"I can't hear anything..." Kamikaze frowned.
"The fans are covering him. His body insta-berserked again..." Zenchu sighed. "Yeah. He stays home tomorrow."
In the bedroom, the fans had made another dome around Saitama and Mitsumi. The headset was ripped off right after the mute was done when his power took over once again. He was sitting upright with her clinging to his back and her chest was pressed hard against his. A harsh scream had erupted from him the moment the power hit to claim her again. He was gasping for air when it was done after another ten minutes passed. He was clearly not happy with it at all.
"Crap...!" he grimaced and shivered from the after-effects.
"Here..." Mitsumi whispered and gently toweled off the sweat he had built up. She knew he was suffering, but his self-trained discipline was forcing himself to muscle through it.
"This...really sucks..." he winced and could only cling to her.
"I know," she said softly and pulled him close to let him rest.
"We just...separated...to use the damned bathroom...and this crap...!" he grunted and cringed with a form of shock from what he felt just by moving slightly. The aftershock spasm of fiery pleasure shot through his body to leave him nearly senseless and trembling.
"Easy..." she soothed and ran her hands over his back and shoulders. He let out a deep breath of relief from the contact. "We're not going anywhere. Okay?"
"Yeah..." he whispered and rested his head against the crook of her neck.
"I'm being told there was another contract that was done from a contest with Fubuki's group. That King helped you win it. Would you mind if it was dissolved in favor of mine?" she asked and kept caressing him to keep him calm.
"Eh...I had forgotten about it. Whatever you want to do," he muttered. "I honestly couldn't care less unless you're happy."
"Okay," she smiled and pressed kisses all over his face to make him chuckle at her. "I'll have Inichi tell Rendor."
"Right..." he muttered and hugged her close. Five minutes later, the fans dispersed to head back on the shelf to rest. He picked up the headset to unmute. "Hey. Yeah. My body went psycho again. The fans kept us quiet."
"Again, Master Saitama?" Genos frowned.
"Yeah. It's not...what you...CRAP!" Saitama shouted and surrendered to the power that overwhelmed his sense again. Now everyone heard the harsh snarls and gasps for air that Saitama gave out. It shocked everyone. Mitsumi was able to just barely keep herself quiet through the whole thing. She had no chance to mute the headset. She had to keep him under control.
"Saitama?!" Zenchu gaped and found himself opening the bedroom door. He stared in shock at the wall of bladed fans barring the way in. They likely just saved my life! What the hell is going on?!
"Close that door!" Inichi hissed and used his ESP to do just that. "This is bad. Very bad..."
"Who was that?!" Eyelashes asked.
"It came from the balcony! Left side!" Mountain Ape said.
"No! Don't go there!" Fubuki warned. "It's Saitama! His power is out of control! He will kill you if you go near him right now! Only Mitsumi is able to help him! Just stay here. Please."
"What?" Mountain Ape asked.
"Mitsumi...her body is ready to have a child come about. Her peak of fertility is right now. His power is relentless to make this happen. It's hard to explain. But...someone did try to intervene. They almost got killed by the blast he gave out. He thought Mitsumi was under attack. It's...instinctive. Don't go near him. Please," Fubuki said.
"You're serious..." Eyelashes said.
"Let me show you something," Inichi said and now revealed the raw, unbridled punching power that was done earlier in the week and what happened just recently. Both heroes were in full blown shock. "Do not approach him. It is not safe right now. Understood?"
"Yeah..." Mountain Ape swallowed.
"How...can he...?" Eyelashes cringed.
"Lady Mitsumi put it adequately that he is trapped by his own power right now. It will wear down. It was starting to. We knew that flare-ups may happen. It was why we will not let him leave his bedroom. At all," Inichi said slowly.
"Hey. We're here to make a new contract," Tatsumaki said and brought Rendor down to them from their room.
"Saitama will need tomorrow just to rest from all this," Rendor frowned. "How is he doing? Oh...wow..."
"Yes," Inichi said on giving over the images. "Let us go over the contract details. Lady Mitsumi will finalize them when Mr. Saitama is able to think again."
"Right," Rendor sighed and moved into the apartment to get to work on the contract. Tatsumaki floated next to him with a frown on her face.
"He's that bad right now?" she asked.
"Tatsi," Rendor said and pulled her close. "When you get mad, people can get hurt. When he gets mad...right now...people can die."
"Ah...oh..." she frowned a bit more and hugged him tight. "He'll get better. Mitsumi will help him."
"She's the only one that can. She's doing all she can. The way we can help her is to stay calm. We stay calm, they both stay calm. We knew it was gonna be rough. We just had no idea how rough," Rendor said and squeezed her back. "I did want to ask if you can help build a form of, oh...a clubhouse for your sister. For her friends. Can you help with that? I can help you, too."
"Hmm," she thought and looked at Fubuki with a tilt of her head.
"If you help her..." Rendor grinned softly and whispered in her ear.
"You will?!" Tatsumaki looked at him with shock.
"For ten minutes," he grinned wickedly.
"Deal!" she grinned back and kissed him hard. "Show me where."
"Let's make this contract first. Then we'll look," Rendor nodded. She sat in his lap to let him work on the parchment with his arms around her this way.
"Do I know you?" Eyelashes asked.
"I'm human right now. You saw me as a monster before. Say nothing," Rendor said in a mimic of his gravelly voice.
"Ah! Right..." Eyelashes nodded.
"Hey..." Saitama said wearily over the microphone. "Crap. This wasn't muted. Was it?"
"It was not, Master Saitama," Genos said.
"If it happens again, I'll mute you," King said. "I was...um...eating lunch."
"Kianna?" Zenchu had to ask to hear her gasp with shock. That got small laughs and snickers all over now.
"No, she was my dessert," King said to bark out laughter when she smacked him with a couch cushion. "Okay, okay! You're a snack."
"Shut up!" she scowled and got Mitsumi laughing with the others now.
"Do you think she'll still have fur babies?" Zenchu asked.
"I am running over to kick your ass!" Kianna threatened to have Zenchu dying with laughter.
"Zenchu, can you bring me a soda?" Saitama asked.
"Ah...you'll slap me..." Zenchu said.
"Not that hard..." Saitama said lightly.
"Stop..." Mitsumi chuckled. Then she saw his eyes suddenly get brighter and she was quick to mute the headset. The fans had just circled them when he shouted and squeezed her tight to him. Zenchu paused outside the door at the sound and found himself intensely worried.
"We can't check on him. Can we?" Genos asked.
"No," Zenchu said. "We can't."
"Damn..." Zombieman sighed over the live chat.
"I am at a loss for words," Metal Knight admitted from his headset. "I'd try to help, but I'm sure he'd destroy even the smallest robot sent in."
"It would be disintegrated," Inichi said over the microphone. "Don't do it."
"You told me they liked the candied meat treats I did. I shall make some," Orotsu said. He was quick to start up the stove and get out the needed ingredients.
"They'll need water," Fumio said.
"The moment the coast is clear," Zenchu nodded. The others could only wait with an awkward, uneasy silence now. No one wanted to draw too much attention to themselves in case it set off Saitama. They knew Mitsumi would keep him calm, but his power was now considered critically unpredictable. He wouldn't be safe to fully approach until he left the bedroom. This was now a known fact and all they could do was calmly wait out the storm.