Interestingly, Boros didn't need to eat or drink. Like so much else regarding her species' evolution, her body had reached a state of self-sustainability, so it didn't need to consume food or liquids regularly. Did Boros enjoy either one? Yes, like any other lifeform. However, during her exhaustive period of ultimate boredom, it was rare when her elites could get their mistress to accept anything they prepared.

Yet, in the present, Groribas and Melzargard found themselves in a surprising situation. Their lady, who rarely indulged in eating or drinking, was now consuming water at an astonishing rate. The only way to bring her back to reality was by dousing her, a method they had to resort to with a bucket from a nearby bathroom. Was Boros bothered by this sudden change? Not at all. After a few blinks, she calmly informed her elites that she felt immeasurably hot and needed to cool off.

Thus, here we are. Multiple vending machines, possibly all of them within the building, had been emptied of their water bottles. Since this was a hero testing facility, any food or beverages were the best you could find and were selected with healthiness in mind. Boros felt the purest and freshest water flow through her body as she drained the bottles. All the while, Groribas and Melzargard watched in amazement.

"Aah~" Boros breathed out while closing her eye with a smile. "Thank you both. I NEEDED that." She said.

"T'was nothing, m'lady," Groribas replied, slightly bowing as he did.

"I don't know what came over me," Boros admitted, setting down the last empty bottle beside her. She was sitting on a bench in the main lobby of the building, and Groribas and Melzargard were standing before her. "I think I had another hot flash, only this time it was MUCH worse. My mind's a bit hazy, but I know I saw Saitama take his exam. However, I can only clearly recall his face. Was he moving too fast for his body to be perceived?" She asked.

"..." Groribas and Melzargard were silent for a moment. They weren't sure how to approach the topic. The only thing the duo knew for certain was that they would NOT mention the OUTLANDISH assumption they and the others briefly had about this odd occurrence.

"Is something wrong?" Boros inquired, curious about their lack of an answer. "Are you experiencing the same phenomenon? Is Earth having a strange effect on us all?" She suggested.

"Er, no, mam. We're just...not the brains of our trio, is all. Geryuganshoop is the only one who could provide insightful commentary on these hot flashes you're getting." Groribas told her, slightly throwing the octopus under the bus for making him and Melzargard deal with this.

"Oh, don't say that, Groribas. You might be a plant, but you aren't brainless." Boros said, not liking it when any of her elites talked poorly about themselves.

"As always, you flatter us, Miss," Groribas responded, bowing again in respect and gratitude.

Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap

Footsteps. As Boros, Groribas, and Melzargard traced the sound to its origin, they saw Saitama and Genos approaching. Thankfully, the former was dressed in casual apparel once again.

"Ah, Saitama," Boros greeted with a smile, happy to see him emerge. "You performed perfectly, as expected." She praised.

"Thanks, Boros. That's nice of you to say," Saitama replied, smiling as well.

"Did something happen?" Genos asked, getting all eyes on him. "Why are there so many empty water bottles? There are nearly a hundred here." He noted.

"As embarrassing as it is to say, I had an episode of some sort." Boros answered, shocking Saitama.

"What? Seriously?" Saitama questioned, coming closer to examine her. "Are you okay? Did you get sick?" He pressed.

"Honestly? I'm not sure," Boros confessed with an expression of uncertainty. "Ever since I arrived on Earth, I've been having these mysterious surges of heat from within. As I observed you during your test, I found myself in a haze. I can remember everything you did without obstruction, but little more than that." She informed him.

"Wait, this is a pre-existing condition?" Genos inquired, sounding surprised. "I thought you were overcome with emotion when you saw how Master was dressed. Specifically, I assumed you were embarrassed since you are unfamiliar with men exposing themselves." He shared.

Upon hearing that, Groribas and Melzargard's postures stiffened. Not even they could predict the actions of the ever-chaotic entity that was this cyborg.

"What? What gave you such an impression?" Boros questioned, baffled by that reasoning.

"It was Doctor Kuseno's idea, which was proven true by the testimonies from your elites." Genos revealed.

Today, Boros experienced many temperature shifts, from scorching hot to frigidly freezing. Slowly, she turned to look at her elites. Her features conveyed a mixture of curiosity and disappointment. Oof, she wasn't even mad at them. That stung a lot more.

"IT WAS GERYUGANSHOOP!" Groribas quickly yelled, not wanting to be the scapegoat for this situation.

"Pardon?"

A new voice has entered the conversation. When the group followed it back to its source, they saw Geryuganshoop and Kuseno, being led by Busho and Jinzuren, approaching the lobby.

"Ah-ha! There he is!" Groribas exclaimed, pointing his left mouth at the octopus. "You're the one who confirmed that our lady was uncomfortable viewing a man whose body is unclothed!" He accused.

"..." Geryuganshoop came to a full stop when he heard that. Additionally, his face changed to show surprise, disgust, and offense.

"Well?" Boros chimed in, now giving him her disappointment.

"M'lady, I don't know what this multi-mouthed deceiver has told you, but I did not try to convince everyone that you are shy when-"

CRASH

In less than a second, everything changed. The front of the building exploded violently when a vehicle was thrown through it. The vehicle was a massive truck, commonly referred to as a "Big Rig". The truck had a long trailer attached to it, and the whole thing was tossed at the building like a spear. Alas, this absurd projectile would not find its target.

As expected of an elite who served under the Dominator of the Universe, Geryuganshoop's reaction time was impeccable. The instant he heard that noise, an impenetrable psychic shield was created around the entire group. The only damage that followed was the truck and its trailer crumpling like a soda can as it collided with the barrier. When Geryuganshoop processed what was going on, he went a step further and compacted the vehicle into the size of a golf ball.

Busho, Jinzuren, and Kuseno nearly fell backward from the overwhelming shock. Genos, most concerned about Kuseno, rushed to his side to ensure he was okay. In the moments that proceeded, Geryuganshoop lifted the crushed truck into the air and floated it toward his mistress. Boros, whose face and demeanor were now serious, welcomed the object with her open right hand.

"Mam, it would seem that there are savages about," Geryuganshoop stated as Groribas and Melzargard assumed battle positions.

"Apparently," Boros agreed as she moved the compacted vehicle to her fingers to examine it. The woman's aura had changed completely. There was an overpowering essence of regality and authority exuding from her person. When it was time to fulfill her position, she didn't mess around.

"Doctor! Are you alright?!" Genos asked, overcome with worry.

"Y-Yes, Genos. I'm shaken but not injured," Kuseno answered, grateful for his help.

"How about you two? Are you okay?" Saitama inquired, speaking to Busho and Jinzuren.

"Yeah, we're just shaken, like Kuseno," Busho confirmed. Jinzuren did the same via a nod.

"Your orders, Miss?" Groribas asked, keeping his focus on the ruined entrance.

"Hold your positions and provide protection. We will not give our pathetic assailants the pleasure of our presence." Boros answered, now crossing her legs.

"There are four lifeforms," Geryuganshoop began, immediately detecting them. "Three of these organisms are hilariously uninteresting. One is a subterranean entity, one is an amphibious creature, and one I hesitate to call an Esper due to their tragically low power. Regarding the fourth, it's not that noteworthy when compared to us, but it is undoubtedly the culprit behind this attack. It stands above us all. Obviously, Melzargard could outgrow it, but that wouldn't be necessary. Even if he shrunk himself to a smaller stature, just one of Melzargard's consciousnesses could kill this thing with minimal effort. I'd be willing to wager he can slit its throat before it has a chance to react." He informed the group.

"No, that is mercy." "This abominable thing attempted to assault our mistress." "For that, it must face a gruesome fate." "We suggest a skinning." "That is good." All five of Melzargard's heads commentated. They were EAGER to make this creature suffer for its transgression.

"Restrain your bloodlust, men," Boros commanded, idly bouncing the metal ball between her fingers. "We know not if I was the intended target. Yet, even if I am, I would like us to remain inactive. Let our assailant come forward. If they haven't appeared after a few minutes, then Geryuganshoop will bring them here and make them presentable." She stated.

"If you want, I could deal with it," Saitama offered.

"Oh no, Saitama, I couldn't have you do that. You're meant to be enjoying your impending fame among your people. My elites and I are used to these scenarios. Please, don't trouble yourself." Boros told him.

"I could use the same logic against you," Saitama started. "The way I see it, you're the most important person in the universe. You shouldn't have to trouble yourself with jerks who cause problems like this." He reasoned, making her smile again.

"Aw, Saitama, that's so sweet," Boros responded. "Still, I must insist you let us handle this nuisance. I won't allow them ruin such an important day for you more than they already have." She persisted.

"Sorry, Boros, but I'm going to have to be the one who insists here. I can easily deal with whoever-"

"HEY!"

That boarish shout didn't come from anyone in the group. If anything, the others (excluding Genos) were fixated on the back-and-forth display between Boros and Saitama. The incredibly rude outburst came from the destroyed entrance. When everyone looked to see who had done it, a massive anthropomorphic lion was discovered.

"Oh, speak of the bastard," Boros remarked. Her cheery attitude reverted to seriousness when she stopped talking to Saitama. "Greetings, creature. Pray tell, were you the one who gifted me this?" She inquired, holding up the metal ball between her middle and index fingers.

"..." The lion man was silent. He squinted his eyes as he stared at the sphere. "...Hmph, impressive," He said, folding his arms. "It's no wonder that you were able to kill Mosquito Girl so effortlessly." He complimented her.

"Hm? Oh, no, I can't take credit." Boros replied before pointing at Geryuganshoop with her left hand. "One of my elites deserves the recognition. He's the most powerful Esper in the universe." She shared.

"Pfft, okay," The lion man scoffed. Unknowingly, he solidified himself as a simpleton in the eyes of Boros and her elites.

"It'd be wise to listen to me, furball," Boros advised as she moved her left hand to point at Saitama. "Another inaccuracy that you must correct is who killed that insect woman. It was not me or my elites. Instead, it was this man standing beside us." She informed him.

...

...

...

"BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

The lion man nearly doubled backward with laughter. His eyes were already overflowing with tears as he held his sides. During all of this, the only people who reacted were Busho, Jinzuren, and Kuseno. Yet, even then, their reactions were mildly surprised as they didn't think this non-human entity would be so bold.

"Saitama," Boros spoke as the lion man chortled. Her tone returned to its usual condition when speaking with him.

"Yeah?" Saitama responded, turning to look at her.

"Did I say something amusing just now? I want to be sure before I assume this cretin to be an absolute ass. I don't think I said anything humorous, but I don't know what the comedic standards are in your world." Boros asked.

"Nah, you're good, Boros. That guy's probably laughing so much because he thinks I'm not strong. It happens all the time. People see me, and they always whisper behind my back about how strange I am or other stuff like that. I guess I just don't have the typical image everyone thinks of when they imagine a hero or someone of great power." Saitama answered.

"Hmph, well, I can't wait to see that perception change..." Boros said quietly, eager to revel in humanity's hubris. "Excuse me! Could you cease your laughter? It's becoming an irritation." She requested, returning her focus to the lion man.

"Ha...ha...ho...that...was incredible..." The lion man sighed, wiping the tears from his eyes. "I've never heard a joke so funny. If you weren't about to die, I'd suggest that you become a comedian." He told her.

"Oh? How am I to meet my end?" Boros questioned with a half-lidded gaze.

"Seriously? What's the point in having an eye as big as yours if you can't see what's in front of you?" The lion man inquired before pounding his chest. "My creator has sent me to deal with you! On behalf of the House of Evolution, I, Beast King, shall repay your act of violence against us in kind!" He proclaimed.

"The House of Evolution?..." Jinzuren muttered. The name sounded familiar.

"..." Boros maintained her half-lidded stare as she looked at Beast King. Any seriousness she conveyed was rapidly replaced with boredom and disinterest. "Men, it would seem that we're dealing with a lobotomized Neanderthal. This lowly mistake of nature isn't worth our spit, let alone any sweat we might produce. However, I'm not sure it is capable of getting that much from us." She stated.

"Agreed," All three elites said simultaneously. They were experiencing the same lack of emotion as their leader toward this "adversary".

"Tsk, you've got quite the mouth on you," Beast King commented, starting to get annoyed. "Can you not discern the strength I possess? Are you incapable of measuring my might?" He challenged.

Boros truly wondered if it was worth continuing this conversation. She could easily throw that back at him, but what would be the point? If this idiot couldn't sense that death sat across from him on the other side of the room, then the only proper thing to do was to let him commit suicide.

"Hey, Boros," Saitama spoke, which improved her mood.

"Yes?" Boros reacted, sounding much livelier than a moment ago.

"Could you hand me that ball in your hand?" Saitama requested.

"Of course," Boros obliged, lightly tossing the object to him.

"Thanks," Saitama said. After catching the sphere, he looked at Beast King. "Hey, do you still think I'm not strong?" He asked.

"If I didn't, I'd be as dumb as the cyclops." Beast King answered. Geryuganshoop, Groribas, and Melzargard didn't feel compelled to get upset at that insult because this lifeform was so remarkably beneath them. It'd be like getting agitated from the commentary of a single-celled organism.

"Hm, okay," Saitama said as he started tossing the ball above his palm. "How about we test that, then? Would you let me throw this at you?" He proposed.

"PFFFT!" Beast King had to suppress another surge of laughter. "Sure, why not?" He welcomed with a grin.

"Cool," Saitama replied. Following that, he looked at Genos. "Hey, Genos, you record stuff with your eyes, right?" He inquired.

"Yes, sir! It's automatic!" Genos confirmed.

"Awesome. Be sure to watch this. It'll be some nice extra footage." Saitama told him.

"I won't blink!" Genos promised, now staring wide-eyed at Beast King.

What was going on here? Were all of these people morons? Maybe they were secretly clowns. Beast King couldn't understand why any of them-

SPLOOSH

Say, reader, have you ever shot a water balloon with a shotgun? If not that, have you ever stuck a stick of dynamite in a watermelon? How about smashing a package of ground beef with a sledgehammer? Has anyone here inserted an air pump into a turkey to see what would happen?

Well, don't worry. If no one reading this has had such colorful experiences, you're getting one right now! To say that Beast King exploded when Saitama threw the metal ball might not capture what transpired. Really, it was more like he popped him. Sort of like in old movies, whenever the Earth was shown getting destroyed, they'd accomplish the effect with an inflated sphere being popped by a needle or dart. That's essentially what just happened.

"Was that too fast to capture, Genos?" Saitama asked, looking back at the cyborg.

"No, Master! If it is too quick for others to register, we can slow down the footage!" Genos answered.

"Well done, Saitama!" Groribas exclaimed as he and the other elites relaxed. "That was a fine throw! However, I think you could've taken a better form." He commented.

"Eh, that guy wasn't worth the effort," Saitama responded with a shrug.

"True." "That was a worthless opponent." "It was more akin to a gnat." Three of Melzargard's heads agreed.

"Ahem," Geryuganshoop cleared his throat, getting all eyes on him. "I'm afraid we're not done here, everyone. Remember, I mentioned that there were FOUR entities." He reminded the group.

Before anyone could say anything, Geryuganshoop brought the remaining three lifeforms into the building. His ESP carried and restrained them. The best way to describe each creature, in order, is as follows: a mole, a frog, and a slug-human hybrid. The trio was forced into a bowing position on their knees at Boros' feet.

"Listen well, vermin," Geryuganshoop began as he pointed at his lady. "The Dominator of the Universe sits before you. All she needs to do to end your lives is give me a specific gesture or look. Of course, she may take it upon herself to crush you beneath her boot. Regardless of the outcome, your lives are held in my madam's hands. I will allow you to speak momentarily, so you best do so in a manner that is orderly and respectful." He stated.

"Excellent as always, Geryguanshoop," Boros praised her elite, proud of his conduct. "Now then, before he gives you control over your mouths again, I will ask several questions. If you detest pain, be sure to answer me." She told them before leaning forward. "Who sent you here? Where can we find them? Who is your target? What was your objective?" She recited, adorning a sickeningly sadistic smile afterward. "Go on now, enlighten us," She beckoned.