She suddenly turned her head and glared, her emerald green eyes, burning with furious shame, instantly faltered when they met Han Sen's playful and aggressive gaze.
Across from them, Genos had fully embraced his role as a disciple.
He was like the most precise new model of domestic robot, proactively serving Saitama food and accurately calculating the proportion of beer foam when pouring, providing meticulous service.
Saitama thoroughly enjoyed it, saying indistinctly between mouthfuls, "Mmm, mmm, Genos, you don't need to bother with me, I can do it myself."
"Yes, Teacher!"
Genos nodded seriously, pulling out a small notebook to record the important data point: "Teacher likes to do things himself."
He then obediently stopped serving Saitama and focused on the food in his own bowl.
Saitama: "..."
His hand, holding a piece of shrimp paste, hung in mid-air, and he paused for two seconds.
I was just being polite, you kid...
You're really quick to implement it!
As everyone clinked glasses, the small apartment filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
"Hey, Han Sen." Tornado's cheeks were flushed as she ate a few bites of food, then she suddenly looked up at Han Sen, who had just set down his drink, and commanded self-righteously, "I want to drink too."
Han Sen was about to agree and grab a can of iced beer from the side, but Saitama beat him to it, pulling the entire case of beer behind him.
"No!"
He looked at Tornado with a serious expression, his simple art style instantly becoming incredibly earnest and sharp.
"Children can't drink alcohol."
"Huh?!"
The air seemed to freeze for an instant.
More than one crossroad symbol instantly popped up on Tornado's forehead, and white steam, visible to the naked eye, seemed to be furiously rising from the top of her head.
"You... said... who... was... a... child... huh?! You bald bastard!!!"
Boom—!!!
A verdant Psychokinesis field erupted like a nuclear bomb, and the entire apartment building, even the entire Z-City uninhabited zone, began to shake violently! The bowls and chopsticks on the table were lifted by an invisible force, suspended in mid-air, and the soup in the pot transformed into two distinct red and white water dragons, roaring as they shot skyward!
"Hey, hey, everyone calm down, the hot pot is innocent!!"
Han Sen quickly stretched out a hand, seemingly casually pressing it onto the low table that was about to fall apart.
Tornado: "..."
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Alright, alright, in your heart, a real girlfriend isn't as good as a broken table and a pot of hot pot, is that it!?
(Psykos, deep underground beneath their feet: "But I was here first?!")
Tornado's anger instantly shifted to Han Sen, but in a blink, with a soft "ooh," it was cleared from her health bar by the invincible secret technique of the "head pat," specifically designed for tsunderes.
"Alright, give me some face."
Han Sen activated his "Face-Face Fruit" ability, and the powerful Psychokinesis that had been shaking the apartment building and the entire Z-City uninhabited zone quickly dissipated into nothingness.
Saitama, for his part, expressed complete indifference and continued to dig into the meat.
Genos stood by, on high alert, red combat alarms flashing in the seams of his armor, ready to activate battle mode at any moment.
Meanwhile, King trembled in the corner, his face ashen.
—I told you this meal wouldn't be good... one slip-up, and you could really die!
Of course, to outsiders, he still maintained that indifferent, invincible strongman's face, unconcerned with everything.
A disturbance capable of destroying half a city was thus quelled by Han Sen's mediation, and everyone continued to eat and drink.
During this, Genos developed a hint of curiosity towards King-sensei, who had remained as steady as a mountain throughout.
The energy readings from Miss Tornado and Mr. Han Sen's outburst had instantly exceeded the measurement limits of his sensors.
Yet, King-sensei, the S-Class Hero Rank 7 "Strongest Man on Earth," had sat in the corner as steady as a mountain from beginning to end.
His expression hadn't changed, and he hadn't even shifted his sitting posture once!
He must be on the same level as Teacher, a truly powerful individual!
Thinking this, Genos's eyes sharpened.
He re-examined King-sensei, noticing that while King-sensei outwardly appeared to have vulnerabilities everywhere.
His sitting posture was casual, his gaze unfocused.
But upon closer inspection, it felt as if those vulnerabilities were all intentionally exposed traps!
Any disrespectful action from him would likely immediately invite a thunderous counterattack!
Having understood this, Genos's respect for King-sensei arose spontaneously.
He decided he must proactively show goodwill to strengthen their camaraderie as fellow S-Class Heroes.
Thus, he decisively made his move.
Amidst the god-like clash of chopsticks between Han Sen and Saitama, he swiftly picked up a piece of Sea People special fish tofu, cooked crystal clear in bone broth, and proactively placed it in King-sensei's bowl.
"King-sensei, please eat."
"Huh?"
King-sensei was troubled that Han Sen was only looking after Tornado and no one was helping him, so when he suddenly saw the extra fish tofu in his bowl, he was momentarily stunned.
He looked up and saw Genos's handsome and serious face, and those golden electronic eyes that sparkled with a thirst for knowledge under the light.
Is this... showing goodwill towards me?
King-sensei's heart skipped a beat, and his Emperor Engine almost went out of control on the spot.
—Did he see through my disguise?
—No, impossible! I clearly didn't do anything!?
"Um... thank you."
A bead of cold sweat appeared on King-sensei's temple, but on the surface, he still maintained a profound and calm demeanor.
He forced himself to say thank you, then seemingly casually, but actually very carefully, ate the fish tofu.
Seeing King-sensei accept his goodwill, Genos felt greatly relieved and immediately, in a posture of seeking guidance, earnestly and straightforwardly asked, "King-sensei, I have been observing you for a long time."
"Like Teacher, you possess world-destroying power, yet you can perfectly contain it within your body, not leaking a single bit."
"Teacher is currently unavailable, so please tell me how to achieve the level of strength and realm that you and Teacher possess. Please advise me."
"Huh?"
King-sensei inexplicably glanced at Saitama, who was devouring his food, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
—No, your teacher is busy eating and unavailable, and I look very free... Well, it seems I do look very free...
—But what can I advise you on?
—Advise you on how to use a simulator to clear the latest dating sim game and achieve a perfect ending with all heroines?
—Or advise you on how not to wet your pants when a monster suddenly jumps out in a horror game?
Looking at Genos's thirsting electronic eyes, King-sensei felt like he was suffocating.
His mind was blank, and he could only frantically churn, trying to come up with something to say.
—That's right, games!
—What I'm best at is playing games!
King-sensei, like a drowning man clutching at a straw, had a flash of inspiration, and various insights and experiences from his days and nights of studying fighting games surfaced in his mind.
He cleared his throat and spoke in a deep, magnetic voice, "Hmm... to become stronger isn't just about simply increasing strength and speed."
"The most important thing is, uh..."
"That's right, mastering timing."
"Mastering timing?"
Genos's eyes lit up, and he reflexively pulled out a special notebook and tactical pen from within his body, ready to record this golden advice.
King-sensei: "..."
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