Sweet Mask walked over with Tajima on his arm after being released from Inichi's blue bubble. She was quite curious to be there, and Kamiko easily noticed the slight glow around her that usually signified pregnancy. She walked over and said, "Tajima, it is good to see you. How are you feeling lately?"

"Huh?" Tajima looked at her. "I'm feeling fine."

"I think Lady Mitsumi needs a fan set to evaluate you," Kamiko said with a small smile. Tajima's jaw dropped. Sweet Mask looked at her like she was crazy.

"What do you mean by that?!" he had to ask directly.

"You might be father," Inichi said from where he sat with Fubuki. Sweet Mask went completely silent with shock. Kamikaze grinned and found himself laughing at it.

"What?! I mean…I was taking things before all of this…" Tajima flustered.

"Sweet Mask is a very strong hero. Sometimes…that's not enough," Inichi chuckled. Fubuki could only nod at this.

"Eh…" Sweet Mask sighed hard. He knew that Inichi was referring to what he secretly was. Cold Snap thought to his dad and gave a small nod.

"Give Dad about five minutes or so. Mom needs him pretty bad, so I don't think they'll be able to do anything else after the Secret Skins are taken care of," Cold Snap frowned. "It's like…it's Mom's turn to keep Dad in the bedroom."

"Oh…" Kamiko blinked.

"That's not good…" Garou frowned. Scritch chittered at Overgrown Rover and got huffed at with an explanation. In the push cart, Saitama had to fully remove his shirt to keep Mitsumi calm.

"We have to get rid of a couple unwanted guests," Saitama muttered softly in her ear. She was pressed into him fully and relishing the protective cradling in his arms. "After that we'll rest in a bed. New penthouse room. Okay?"

"Will Fumio and Cold Snap be with us?" she asked softly.

"Yeah. They can help test out the bedrooms," he chuckled and kissed her forehead tenderly. "Everything will be fine. But we have to move now."

"Not yet…" she winced and pulled him close. "Please…not yet…"

"I know. You're acting like how I was when the red crap hit me. What can I do to help you through this? Do you know?"

"I think…it's because Takaki is awake. He needs to fall asleep," she frowned. "When he's awake, he thinks he has to keep me safe with him. That's when I need you. Like right now…he's moving so much. Ah…oh…"

"Hmm?"

"I need to use the bathroom," she grimaced.

"Eh…" Saitama sighed.

"I heard this can happen a lot, too. Bathroom breaks, that is. Um…" she sighed hard and shivered. He quickly pulled up the blanket to cover their hips and lowered the push cart top.

"She needs the bathroom. Now," he said and found Cold Snap already sending them to the main bedroom in the apartment. Once on the treasure bed, they were able to separate and tend to each other. Mitsumi was about to put on her shorts again, but her husband stopped her and showed he was starting a bath. "We need one, okay? Just undress with me. We'll be fine."

"Oh. Okay," she nodded. "Should I get Tacki to help us?"

"I think we're good," he said. Then he paused when Tacki cautiously came in from the bedroom door. Towels were quickly grabbed to cover themselves, and Tacki rose up her hand to explain herself.

"Blame Inichi," Tacki chuckled. "He said I should help to make things faster. Sweet Mask is here, but the board members said to wait a bit for them. We're getting Lady Mitsumi's family here, and Orotsu is already working with Zenchu to set up dinner. He wants Zenchu to make something that was popular around his time. So, he's curious."

"That would be interesting," Mitsumi beamed. Even Saitama was curious. While Tacki prepared the bathtub, Mitsumi started to pick out some exotic soaps to use. Right after Tacki left, the towels were discarded quickly. Saitama lifted Mitsumi up into his arms and carried her into the tub of heated water. He turned at the sound of the balcony window opening up, but it was Blue Ripple that tottered in on his stubby limbs.

"I want to improve your water," he chuckled and made his way into the tub. The water was quickly changed to that of the hot springs to be luxuriously refreshing. Mitsumi was sighing with intense delight at it, and Saitama was quick to lay back in it with her.

"I can get used to this," Saitama chuckled. Then he blinked when Mitsumi moved to lightly straddle over his hips.

"Can you get used to this?" she grinned a touch wickedly. He grinned back with a small growl and was quick to take advantage of the position. Fifteen minutes later had them panting and finally separating to start scrubbing each other down. She giggled at his appreciative gaze over her soaped up form.

"I will never get tired of this," he chuckled.

"I would hope not," she said demurely to get his blood boiling again. "How much stamina do you have again?"

"We have things to do…" he started to growl when she rubbed up against him. Then his eyes popped open at her heated breath over his neck.

"One of those things is me…" she purred softly in his ear. He was quick to grab her laughing form after that. It was ten minutes later when they finally finished scrubbing each other down, rinsing off and leaving the bath. Blue Ripple was guarding the bedroom the whole time and left the tub when they did.

"Dry enough?" Saitama smiled.

"I think so. It would be a waste to drain the water if it's like the hot springs," Mitsumi sighed. Then she beamed with delight at how Blue Ripple pulled all of the soap and grime out of the water into a neat ball. It was set right into a toilet to get flushed down. She cuddled Blue Ripple in a rewarding way, and he climbed out of the tub to watch them dress.

"Will you dress in costume?" Blue Ripple asked.

"Eh…I don't think we need to. We should be fine," Saitama nodded.

"I wonder what Zenchu will make for us," she smiled. He rested a hand on her belly to gently rub before helping her dress. She found a few new shirts that were made for developing pregnancies, and she paused when she felt something tingling from her chest.

"Are you…leaking…?!" Saitama gaped at the wet spots that appeared.

"Ah…that's…milk…" she said with a heavy blush. "I mean…I think…"

"It's…" he paused at what she said. "Is it really?"

"I mean, I haven't really read up on stuff like this. But I thought something else came out first before it. I'll have to ask Kamiko and get some padding to catch this," she sighed. At how he stood there with a blank stare, she found herself blushing hard again. "Don't even think about it!"

"But…it's from you, right?" he asked.

"No! That's just…no!" she seemed to fluster and turned her back to him.

"Why not?" he asked and was soon pressing into her back.

"It's unheard of…" she started.

"You have a lot of it, eh?" he started to grin. She started to shake her head frantically at him before slumping a bit at his back rub. While he kept soothing her, outside the apartment had a small flurry of activity. Places were set up for outdoor eating, Isobe was checking the light fixtures and Zenchu was familiarizing himself with the outdoor kitchen setup. Mitsumi's family was also there and settling in with a few appetizers with small gossip.

"What dish did you have in mind?" Orotsu asked Zenchu with complete interest. He was setting the stoves, getting out cooking equipment and already looking over what was available.

"One of my all-time favorite dishes was a beef and noodle dish. There was a hint of teriyaki, but an intricate aftertaste of hot peppers. I know Lady Mitsumi doesn't really like spicy food all that much, but…hmm. Her pregnancy actually makes her want something spicy now. But, however, mainly sweet if I recall. Let's see if the teriyaki can be sweet with that low hint of spicy," Zenchu said while taking out some dried noodles.

"Ah. So…reverse how your dish would be. That can be done," Orotsu agreed. Water was soon boiling in a heavy stock pot for the noodles to start soaking in it. Orotsu did pause at the noodles picked out. Then he looked at the beef being prepared, and he found himself lost in thought. Why does this dish seem…familiar? Could it be…? Then he glanced over at Tangled Vine when he jumped up to a cleared table and started to walk all over it. "Do you have to do that? Others will be sitting there soon, you know."

"Sorry. It's the…cat side now…" Tangled Vine snickered lightly. Then he eyed a glass on the edge of the table and swished his tail.

"No," Anno said. He quickly saved the glass before it was batted off.

"Thanks," Orotsu chuckled. He looked over to see Suiryu walking over with Do-S to show he was ready to help. "Please set the tables? Zenchu is cooking for us tonight. To honor a bet."

"Oh! Sure," Suiryu nodded.

"Should I do something?" Do-S asked.

"You can peel some onions," Zenchu said and pointed at a few of them ready to go. "If you want to chop them up, too, go for it."

"I can do that," Do-S chuckled. She had her mask on for now, and was easily making short work of the onions.

"Do you cook the meat with the noodles?" Orotsu asked.

"Nope! That's separate in a vegetable stock of sorts. We could use chicken soup stock for added flavoring," Zenchu said on remembering things.

"You are talking like a chef…" Anno mused. Takeda was helping with cutting up the celery and parsley given to her.

"You're right," Zenchu grinned a bit wickedly. Garou looked over with surprise at this. "I actually was a chef back in the day. A sous chef of sorts."

"Then what pissed you off to the point that you wanted to change?" Garou asked. Now the others looked over, and Inichi planned to send everything to Saitama and Mitsumi.

"It's a long story…" Zenchu started.

"May as well tell it," Tangled Vine said. Stable Rock, Bright Bolt and Cold Snap settled to listen. Overgrown Rover and Scritch were waiting by the apartment stairs, but they were already sitting down to listen with Inichi's help. Fire Flight and Shenjou were seated by the fire pit. Wind Crane was in the nest to tend to the waiting egg and look after the brood of children with Starlight. Any others interested would be listening in from Inichi's mental broadcast. Zenchu sighed and laughed softly before figuring it was time.

"I suppose. I told you all that I changed because I was bullied around and such. Of course, that was true. As for how I was bullied…it's still painful to think about. Anyways, the main reason it all started was because my cooking was complained about. From the head chef. From the customers. From everybody. I knew it wasn't that I was a bad cook. There were plenty of days that my cooking was spot on and I was the best of the best.

"And I realized that my bad days happened whenever I worked certain shifts. It was then that I found out that a jealous co-worker was purposely botching my dishes behind my back. He instigated all the crap against me and worked up my other co-workers to distrust me and kick me down. They all started to gang up on me no matter what I did. Eventually, even on the days I didn't work with that guy…even if the dishes were fine…I still got glared at and ridiculed.

"I actually caught this guy red-handed during a working shift with him after a few months of trying to train him. I made something better than him, but I was the teacher! Of course, it was gonna happen! This guy didn't take the job seriously and decided to make me think that I wasn't training him enough. It wasn't enough even when I taught him intense tricks of the trade.

"He was just using me for knowledge and kicking me around on the side. It didn't click with me that something was up until after I corrected all of his mistakes for a month. That was after him getting hired. I was just coaching him and making sure he was doing things correctly. That was my job! But when he kept making the same mistakes, I realized that something was wrong.

"I brought it up to the head chef, and he instructed me to give him another month. That was when that guy decided that I was no good and purposely outclassing him. He was…fucking delusional! He completely had it out for me after I spoke out. I just didn't know it at the time. Even how bad it really was until it was too late.

"He complained to the head chef and the others around me a day later. He was purposely doing things wrong and saying that I told him to do it to 'make things better'. To cut corners. I would never cut corners in cooking! It was my passion! When I found proof that he was purposely destroying what I was making and spreading the lies about me…well…it was too late. I was the one that got fired for letting it happen as that guy already had the others on his side. They didn't want to see the evidence. They no longer wanted to hear my side of the story. Or, as they called it, 'my excuses'.

"No other place would take me on for employment after that. Whether it was cooking or not. That guy reached out to those places first to warn them about me. He wanted me to fail in everything. He was purposely stalking me, and I never knew why. Because of him, my career in any major field was shot down. I was ready to give in. To just…disappear. Exactly like that guy wanted me to do. But when I found that book…heh. Needless to say…when I changed…I killed the one that wrong me first as part of my act of acceptance to the change…" Zenchu grunted out and flicked his tail.

"That's brutal," Kamikaze grimaced.

"I know. But it was the only thing on my mind at the time. After it was done, I wanted revenge on the restaurant. On the same staff that didn't believe the truth when it was in front of them. So…" Zenchu sighed.

"You cut up the one that wronged you and served him up as a main course dish?!" Inichi asked with a touch of shock.

"I prepared fine cuts of him with expert skill like the rest of the meat and put the pieces of that guy in the main restaurant freezer. I labeled those parts as other things to let the restaurant serve him up for me," Zenchu nodded. Bang looked at him with complete disgust. "I know! That was the monster side sort of fulfilling that part of the bargain of my first change. To help me get revenge on the ones that wronged me in an intricate and outrageous way. Against all that slighted me."

"Did they find out what they were eating?" Lily had to ask.

"They did. When they found a frozen hand giving them all the finger in their back freezer behind all the main cuts," Zenchu grinned a bit wickedly. "They only went into the back freezer when low on meat. That was where I put that little 'gift'. So…yeah. They closed down quickly after that from health regulations and police investigations. Revenge was served."

"You had the guy you killed give that place the middle finger? Frozen like that?! Okay. I gotta admit, that's fucking genius!" Garou grinned widely. Lily poked him in the side and he looked at her with sheepish shrug.

"That's just…wow…" Daiki blinked from where he sat.

"Creative, though…" Zombieman grinned.

"You are gross!" Himiko said to him with a grimace of her own. "Do I really want to marry someone with that mindset?"

"Don't you dare go there," Zombieman warned. Kiyoshi was leaning back in a chair and found himself laughing softly.

"She does have a point," Sweet Mask chuckled. Tajima mused at something and took out her notepad to jot down an idea. He glanced over and coughed out laughter before saying, "You're right! That would make a rather intense murder mystery! But to serve up the corpse before they realized what happened? That would just be…damn…"

"And if it was the main detective that realized it before eating the first bite?" Tajima grinned a bit wickedly.

"But what part would he be given first?" Garou asked. That got Zenchu stopping in his prep work to die with laughter at the thought.

"The detective could also be a 'she' if that was the case," Tajima winked to get Lily dying with laughter along with Fubuki.

"And I thought Tacki could keep me on my toes, eh?" Kamikaze snickered. Sweet Mask was holding his head in his hands from laughing so much.

"I mean, it was a hundred years ago. That restaurant is long gone now, too. It was torn down, and I think a mall is over it now. It was in City E, if I remember correctly. Anyways, yeah. I almost had the chance to become a restaurant owner of my own place. I mean, Kamiko, don't you remember that I did all the cooking before we got Orotsu?" Zenchu chuckled.

"Ah…oh! You did!" Kamiko blinked with recollection. "I didn't even make the connection! And you made excellent dishes, too!"

"Now I am curious of this even more," Orotsu said with intense amusement. "Who was the chef you worked under?"

"His name was Sumida Shuji. He was a master chef with so many areas of culinary perfection! I thought of him like another father. I hated to see how he would look at me with shock at each botched dish. I mean…I had made a vow not to hunt him down. I still had respect for him. He still had a strong reputation, and he did open another restaurant. But if anyone asked about his old building, he would just go quiet, shake his head and walk away," Zenchu sighed sadly.

"Did you ever go to him to tell him what happened after?" Lily asked.

"What was the point?" Zenchu shrugged. Then he paused in thought. "Well…actually, there was one time I stalked him from the shadows. I thought he was someone else, but then I noticed who he was. He was rather old then and retired, but I whispered to him of the one he forgot. The one that trusted him. The one that he slighted with favor of another. And…oh! I remember something he responded with!"

"What was that?" Cold Snap asked and sat nearby.

"He told me that he knew the one he trusted was good. He knew that another being trained was setting him up for failure. But he could do nothing…because of the blackmail tied to him! From the one doing the betrayal!" Zenchu growled. "I…told him…of what happened in the restaurant. That the meat came from the blackmailer. He said he knew. He recognized the hand in the freezer. That guy had a small cut on his pointer finger from holding a knife wrong. After the discovery, he knew he could shut the place down and start over. For that…he actually thanked me…and regretted what went down. That he should have sided with me…but the blackmail was too great…"

"That was when you let the monster side completely take over. Wasn't it?" Inichi asked softly. "From your thoughts…it was two days later?"

"Yeah. I fled from there. From that city. Made myself vow to never go there. All other areas were free reign. But City E was off limits to me from that moment forward. Anyone that was trained by Master Sumida was to be left alone. But…that's the main story of why I became this way. Heh. Kinda funny that it came out from cooking over a bet. I guess it was time," Zenchu chuckled lightly.

"I was trained by a disciple of Sumida's," Orotsu said. Zenchu looked at him with surprise. "The dish you are making. I recognized it easily from the type of noodles you chose. Even the beef cuts. It was one of his signature dishes, and now it makes sense why I recognized it. That's why you like this dish so much."

"Ah…" Zenchu blinked with surprise. "I had…forgotten that…"

"Zenchu?" Mitsumi said when she walked up behind him dressed in civilian clothes again. Saitama was with her, and she knew it was time to approach him. The shadow monster turned to look at her, and he fell to his knees at her warm, forgiving smile. She hugged him and let him hug her back. "It's okay now, big brother. Inichi told me everything. It's gonna be okay now. It was years ago. And you can still honor your master by cooking with Orotsu! That's so exciting! I greatly look forward to what you can make for us now."

"Lady Mitsumi…" he shivered and pressed into her. "Thank you…for always being so kind…and understanding…"

"Well, you found me first. You saved me that night. As much as you say you owe me…I owe you, too," she chuckled and kissed the top of his head. "You were the one that started the whole 'Lady Mitsumi' thing, anyways!"

"It's a good habit!" Tacki shouted from where she was in her blacksmith building. "I'm not stopping it!"

"Yeah…" Zenchu chuckled softly. "I guess…I felt regret around City E from that moment on. I'm sure things would be different now, but I don't know how I'd feel if I went there. Maybe…if you were with me…I'll feel better…"

"I can slap you and make you feel better," Saitama suggested.

"Fuck you," Zenchu said to get Garou dying with laughter.

"I'd feel better…" Saitama shrugged.

"No!" Zenchu scowled. Then he shook his head at Mitsumi laughing at the whole thing. "I need to finish cooking."

"Okay. I'll get Wind Crane to help me out with slapping you," Saitama nodded. Zenchu gave him a scowling glare while the others laughed at the whole thing. When Zenchu found himself suddenly pulling away to look at the questioning wet spots that appeared on Mitsumi's chest, Saitama said, "Oh, yeah. That's milk. I think."

"What?!" Zenchu gaped. Kamiko now rushed over to pull Mitsumi away to examine her safely. The fans were quick to appear from the bedroom and make a shielding dome.

"Let me see…" Kamiko muttered and had Mitsumi's shirt lifted up. Her bra was carefully lowered, and now an examination was done. "Yes. Your glands are starting to process things. It's a bit yellowish right now, but that's normal. In a couple days, or even a week, they will produce actual milk with a more familiar white color. I'll get some padding for you. I'll need to secure some for the others, too, so I can get on that. Is there pain?"

"Some. I need a larger bra, I think," Mitsumi sighed.

"Okay. So it's not real milk yet. Still tasted sweet, though…" Saitama chuckled. Now Kamiko looked at him like he was crazy. "What?"

"You…tasted…?!" she gaped.

"I even told him he was crazy!" Mitsumi said with a form of despair.

"It's from her. I wanted it. I don't care what others think about it," he said flatly. "I don't care how people judge me, either. If they find out and have a problem with it, then they can come up to me. And I'll tell them to their face that I don't give two craps about what they think and they should mind their own business. If rumors start up, I'll find out who it was and slap them."

"Of course," Kamiko nodded quickly.

"Stop it, please," Mitsumi sighed.

"I'm just defending my case," he said and helped her fix up her clothes. The fans parted away, and he was quick to lift her up to carry her to the push cart. The fans continued to hover over her in their sets of ten, and her controlling sets settled close to her on the push cart. A specialized tray for holding food and drinks was set up to clamp over the full width of the cart to keep the loving couple comfortable. Saitama nodded at this and watched his pets quickly climb in to settle with them.

Scritch chittered and slunk over to snuggle into his side. Overgrown Rover moved to rest over them both to secure Saitama's hand to Mitsumi's belly. Cold Snap was waving at Fumio when he walked out of the apartment with Black Sperm, and they sat down with Mitsumi's family to chit chat. Stable Rock hunkered down under the push cart blankets with contentment. Blue Ripple snuggled into Mitsumi's side. Tangled Vine was curled up against her neck with a deep purr of comfort. Bright Bolt was soon carefully tucking his legs under himself to be on the opposite side of Stable Rock to watch the others.

"Are we going to need a larger cart?" Genos asked.

"We'll be fine if they all shrink smaller. As long as we can sit up and eat, we'll be fine," Mitsumi chuckled.

"Too. Many. Pets," Saitama grunted. Scritch craned its head and tilted its muzzle at him. Then it gave a cute chirp with a red-eyed blink.

"So cute!" Mitsumi squeaked out.

"Be glad you decided to be my pet," Saitama sighed and gave in to scratching its long back. It chittered with complete delight and yawned.

"Where is my…soon to become ex-employee?" Kiyoshi asked. He was offered a plate of shrimp cooked to perfection with mild spices. "This is exquisite! We should serve this up at events."

"A monster catered event? Do you know how many of the upper class would feel offended?" Sweet Mask grinned.

"Then we should do it," Mitsumi grinned back. "We had that one hotel with Father's hidden study, right? It would be the perfect way to find it with my family hosting the event with food. What do you all think?"

"As long as I don't have to wear a suit. Or even be there…" Kamikaze started. Genos was quick to walk up to show he was in full agreement.

"I shall assist with this! As much as catering to those who believe they are better than others is unfeasible, I understand the importance of such an event to take place. We shall have to schedule an event date," Genos advised.

"Day after tomorrow," Sweet Mask said.

"Are those board members here?" Saitama asked.

"They shall arrive when we are ready to interview the benefactor. Right now, we need to see to that reporter," Inichi nodded.

"Oh! That reminds me! Zenchu, you said your old workplace was in City E, right?" Mitsumi asked and smiled at him.

"I did," Zenchu nodded and started to check the noodles.

"The gem mine is around there, too. We should do a field trip!" she beamed. Now Zenchu looked over and found himself laughing softly with a nod.

"We can do that," Zenchu agreed.

"Do we know what cities we haven't really done anything in?" Garou asked. He was handed a massive bowl of egg fried rice to start on, and Lily was able to mildly share it with him.

"Allow me to surmise," Genos nodded. "We lack insight or places from cities B, C, D, G, I, K, O, P, Q, R, U, V and W. City A now has a place from the Hero Association for us, and your home by the resort hotel. City E, as we just discussed, has the gem mine and now Zenchu's prior workplace from a hundred years ago. City F holds a Wind Crane Clan training temple. I am unsure if that land is purchased, so we may need to check into that.

"City H has the luxury hotel with Etsuji Takashi's hidden study. City J was Master Saitama's prior residence from his parents. City L has the Takashi family safe house. City M has the luxury hotel that slighted us and enforced our need for our own hotel. City N has the flower field from Wind Crane's hidden temple and the new tree home with purchased land. City S is where Master Saitama's parents reside in the house we purchased and gave to them.

"Of course, City X has Miss Mitsumi's prior mansion home. City Y was where the original warehouse she owned was that was recovered. And, lastly, we have our place here in City Z with the restaurant, hotel and living space."

"You have been keeping intense track!" Sweet Mask blinked.

"Blue Ripple, where was your lake located closest to? Do you know?" Mitsumi asked. The water monster thought and had Inichi give him a list of known cities that were closest.

"It appears that City U would be the closest. Yet also the furthest," Blue Ripple mused. "So my location is there."

"Where was the Wind Crane Temple?" Mitsumi asked.

"It was far south of City P," Metal Knight said. "The land is purchased and even borders the ocean."

"Nice," Saitama grinned lightly.

"We need to go there and get the pendant. We were supposed to before, but we got side-tracked when I started to need Saitama badly. We have to collect it. I'd say for tomorrow, but…" Mitsumi frowned.

"Nope. I promised Takaki it's an at home day. Day after. We'll get the pendant first. Then we'll check out City E with the mine and Zenchu's old haunts. Hmm. If we have time, didn't City T have something?" Saitama blinked.

"My place of the graveyard. It wasn't mentioned," Siren said softly from the Metal Knight's hovering robot.

"Did you want to check it out?" Mitsumi asked.

"I actually did for her…" Metal Knight admitted. "The tombstone is still there. I took photographs."

Kiyoshi sighed and cleared his throat to get back to the original matter at hand. Mitsumi blushed and said, "Sorry, Uncle Kiyoshi! Yeah, we need to see to that guy. Then we can discuss this more."

"This happens a lot," Garou grinned. When they were ready to bring out the Secret Skins reporter at last, the sky began to darken rather swiftly.

"Huh. That's not me. Hmm…" Bright Bolt narrowed his glowing, electric blue eyes. He focused to bring his own storm clouds out to cause intense static charge in the air. "I'm gonna static shock it to confuse it. It's all metal, so I think it won't be able to focus on us this way. Everyone here is safe. Don't worry."

"Good to know," Metal Knight said and quickly landed his hovering robot to ground it. Kiyoshi just sighed from another disturbance, but Himiko pressed into Zombieman with a shiver. Daiki was just in shock at what he was witnessing.

"I got you," Zombieman said to Himiko and watched the odd monster descend from the sky quickly. Scout and Sparker were ready to defend from the air, but they realized it wasn't needed when Wind Crane swiftly forced the monster away from the ground. Tatsumaki focused and encased it in a green glow to trap it completely. Now it struggled with complete shock.

"Do I crush it?" Tatsumaki asked with a grin.

"Not yet. Let Lady Mitsumi talk to it," Rendor said. He kissed her cheek to hear her giggle softly.

"What are you?" Mitsumi frowned at the metallic monster. It appeared to be a fully rounded shell with odd bumps and glowing spheres all over it. A lens that held a large, glowing red eye with a lighter red pupil looked around with complete confusion on how to get free. Steam seemed to pump from it continuously to show it was mechanical from its outer shell. Mitsumi was puzzled and blinked. This isn't a monster at all! What is it?!

"Dinner is still cooking. Do I shred it?" Zenchu asked and wielded his claws. Saitama gave the metal monster a blank stare and blinked his eyes.

"Okay," Saitama said neutrally. Stable Rock kept a keen eye on it and snorted with disgust. He watched Zenchu shadow phase to the top of it and grin at the hidden seam where the shell would split apart. It might be seamless, but it's dark in there. I can get in. He shadow phased inside and a harsh scream erupted from inside the metallic shell.

"It's opening!" Inichi warned. "I should shift back into my true monster self to assist with this!"

"Not needed," Tatsumaki smirked and pulled the halved pieces of the monster shell apart. Metal Knight would be quick to collect the parts to study them for his own research. Zenchu was seen landing on the ground and holding up something that resembled a core made of odd stones and computer components. It was three feet around and vibrating intensely with complete outrage.

"I'll take that," Dr. Kuseno said when he appeared. Genos was quick to contact him. "I'll study it and pick it apart."

"Need some assistance?" Metal Knight asked.

"You have the body. I'll have the mind," Dr. Kuseno seemed to grin. Metal Knight gave a heavy scowl, but then the doctor winked to show something could be done later on.

"Is there anything inside it?" Mitsumi asked hopefully.

"I can find out!" Tacki said when she came over with an electric drill. "I saw there were some areas that could be removed. Hold on!"

"Tacki…" Kamikaze warned. Bang chuckled and watched the hyper-active girl bounce around the odd ball of metal and parts. She removed everything that held it together, and Tatsumaki lifted the parts away. Now they revealed a tiny little monster with a rather chubby, grey body. It almost looked like a hairless guinea pig with snail-like eyes. It shrieked at everything, but then it paused when it was brought over to Mitsumi with Inichi's bubble.

"What happened to you? Are you hurt?" she frowned. A fan set was swift to swirl around it, and the scent of rainwater and roses quickly soothed it.

"Oh…!" the monster blinked. "My mind…it's clear! I've never had such clarity! But…my ship! You destroyed it?! How can I go home?!"

"You were descending on us in a threatening manner. We had to take matters into our own hands. If you're not from around here, then you need to explain yourself. Now," Saitama said with a small, fiery glare from his pupils.

"Stop it," Mitsumi sighed and poked her husband's chest. Kiyoshi was starting to get a touch irritated, but Sweet Mask winked at him and shoved a dish of cheese stuffed shiitake mushrooms his way. Sweet Mask ensured Tajima was well before getting up to walk over casually. He blinked when a fan set from Blue Ripple barred him off and flicked out the spikes in warning.

"What…?!" he started.

"Do not approach this one. The situation is under control," Mitsumi said calmly. Saitama cut a glare to further cement that fact. He even tensed when Sweet Mask didn't move.

"Sit. Back. Down. Now," Saitama said when his glare narrowed. A chill shot straight through Sweet Mask's body, and he found himself moving to do just that. Garou cleared his throat and found himself fascinated with Lily's hairband.

"Saitama! Stop that!" Mitsumi growled at him.

"He wasn't sitting down!" Saitama argued back.

"Ah…" the odd creature started. Saitama held up his hand.

"Hold on. We'll get back to you," he said and looked at his wife. "The only reason as to why I'm being nice to him again is because his girl might be pregnant. We don't know for sure, but she's giving signs."

"What?" Sweet Mask found himself pausing at this news. He looked at Tajima to find her blushing and looking away. "Tajima? Did you know this? I mean…I know it was mentioned before, but…seriously?! This is real?!"

"I…didn't know for sure…" Tajima admitted. "I know I said I was taking measures, but…well…I was going to test later, but…"

"Then let's check that for you," Mitsumi said. Two of Wind Crane's fans circled around Tajima, and Wind Crane reached out to Zenchu.

"She's having twins," Zenchu confirmed. Sweet Mask's jaw dropped. Kamikaze barked out laughter. Tacki whooped with joy and quickly hopped over to Tajima to congratulate her.

"He's broken," Bang grinned.

"Twins?!" Sweet Mask could only ask.

"Yep. That's two. Like me," Tacki nodded.

"But…that's just…what?!" Sweet Mask said with disbelief.

"You saying you don't want them?" Garou asked with Lily in his lap.

"Well…no…" Sweet Mask admitted. He found himself leaning back to let Tajima rest against him. He looked at her and said, "It appears that I'll have to revise my schedule in the future. Once things…really set in motion."

"True," Tajima said with a soft blush on her freckled features.

"You'll need to get married to her," Kiyoshi grunted out. "It would be unwise for someone like you to have a child out of wedlock. It can go against political reputation. People can use that against you. Think about it."

"Ah…shit…" Sweet Mask grimaced lightly.

"I can fund that," Mitsumi smiled. Then she gave a mental thought to Inichi, and he got up to confront his old friend.

"Lady Mitsumi graciously insists to let you have a bank account of ten million yen as a wedding gift," Inichi smiled lightly. Sweet Mask's jaw dropped.

"Let me know if she has cravings," Orotsu nodded. "Zenchu, the noodles are done. Get back over here."

"Right!" Zenchu said and sped back over to cook again.

"Hmm…" Stable Rock grunted. He pulled himself out of the push cart and glanced at Sweet Mask. "No…money. I…will…fund…your…wedding…"

"What?!" Sweet Mask blinked. The earth monster grew a bit larger and focused for a wave of gems to fall from his shell.

"Sell…those…" he snickered and looked at the creature in Inichi's blue ball. "Now…what…are you…?"

"Clearly not from your planet," the grey, blob-like creature shivered.

"As it appears to be. You said this was your ship we took apart?" Metal Knight asked. The creature nodded. "If we put it back together, will you leave?"

"I'm on a scouting mission. A massive influx of power appeared here. And…I think I see why…" it said on looking at Saitama. The bald hero gave a blank stare back and kissed Mitsumi's forehead.

"So…now that you know, do you plan to head back? We can fix your ship," Tacki smiled. Metal Knight seemed to pout, but Siren gave him a comforting hug back at his base.

"The problem is I can't leave until I record proof of what I found. My ship had all of that. And all of you here are…um…rather strong…so…" the creature shrugged. "I need to get this done. It took me three of your years to get here."

"Fix the ship. Then it can be recorded how we kill a Secret Skins monster," Saitama said with a small smirk. Kiyoshi smiled a bit at that. Even the others had to agree with the plan. "We can make it a Hero Association event. Like the one with the fans. The space people want proof not to mess with us? Fine. We'll give them all the proof they need."

"That would be…hmm…" Kiyoshi mused. "I suppose I can wait and fire my employee…"

"And you'll be home tonight so we can fix the ship back up all day tomorrow," Tacki nodded.

"We'll be in the new penthouse to test it. But, yes, we are not going anywhere until the day after. Looks like we may need to reset our day plans," Saitama sighed. Mitsumi snuggled into him with comfort and blushed at his warm squeeze of affection.

"A question," Metal Knight asked the space creature. "Can you share such knowledge of your technology?"

"I don't know. Some things are not meant to be known for safety," the creature seemed to frown.

"But if we knew such things, then we can help you fix your ship faster. You would be greatly surprised at how quickly we can learn and adapt to situations," Dr. Kuseno said lightly. Now the creature paused and sighed hard.

"Let me…think about that…" it shrugged. Dr. Kuseno gave a slight smile at the sound of Metal Knight's soft chuckle. As dinner continued to cook with more prep work being done, he found himself sitting down to talk to Zombieman and Himiko. The odd ship was now being carefully repaired, and the doctor could only muse to himself. Diplomacy always pays off instead of randomly trying a show of force. Many heroes, even the older ones, seem to forget that. Maybe this is a chance to re-introduce that idea. And maybe, if things are agreeable, I'll be able to contribute to a few things here and there. Maybe. We'll see.