The impression was quite deep.
After all, there were only a few notable female characters in the world of One Punch Man...
And Fubuki was Tornado's younger sister.
The contrast between the two sisters was massive.
It was hard not to remember her clearly.
So, what was she here for?
The moment the doubt surfaced, he immediately realized her objective.
She's likely here to recruit me into the Fubuki Group.
Lexon thought to himself, knowing Fubuki's character well.
He expanded his perception range slightly.
As expected, it wasn't just Fubuki; a large group of Fubuki Group members dressed in suits were also gathered in the apartment hallway.
He was currently at the B-rank level, and his achievements hadn't been published in the hero registry yet...
It was inevitable that he would be sought out...
Fubuki would spare no effort to pull any promising newcomer into her Fubuki Group.
Just like in the original story, after she failed to recruit Saitama and was taught a lesson, she still persistently tried to recruit him.
By the mid-to-late stages, she had practically become a regular at Saitama's house.
"Who is it? A friend you planned to meet?" Saitama asked Lexon.
"No," Lexon replied.
"Shouldn't we open the door and see who it is?" Saitama asked again.
"Just ignore it," Lexon responded.
He had absolutely no interest in joining the Fubuki Group.
At the same time, he wasn't particularly interested in Fubuki herself either.
Although she possessed the same type of psychokinetic power as Tornado, its strength was pitifully limited in comparison. Now that Lexon could use his absolute strength to sign in on Tornado, Fubuki couldn't even serve as a lower-tier substitute for a sign-in.
Befriending her just to get closer to Tornado for a gentler sign-in... that wasn't necessary either.
On the surface, Tornado didn't seem to care about her sister, but in reality, she was an extreme siscon.
Therefore, that method would be useless.
All things considered, interacting with Fubuki was quite unnecessary; her story didn't pique his interest.
"But the knocking is getting louder and louder," Saitama noted, listening to the increasing volume.
"They'll probably think no one is home and leave after a while," Lexon said casually.
But as soon as he spoke, Fubuki's voice drifted in from outside.
"Mist Swordsman! I know you're home! Don't just sit in there quietly! Stop pretending you're not there! Open the door right now!"
'Why does this feel like catching someone in an affair?'
Lexon felt a bit helpless.
Besides... being called by the hero name "Mist Swordsman" really did feel a bit chuuni...
Still, it was probably a lot better than Saitama's future name, "Caped Baldy"...
"What 'Mist Swordsman'? Lexon?" Saitama asked curiously.
"Every hero has a hero name. In the future, we'll basically communicate using those," Lexon explained to him.
"I see... sounds pretty cool..." Saitama praised while coming to an understanding. Then, rubbing his chin with his palm, he spoke with a hint of anticipation, "Then my future hero name will definitely be cool too... I wonder what it'll be? Maybe 'Invincible Hero'... or 'One-Shot King'? Hehehe..."
'It's going to be Caped Baldy.'
Lexon thought with a perfectly flat expression.
However, Lexon wasn't about to say something so heartbreaking.
After all, if Saitama found out and solemnly told the Association during the test that he didn't want that title... there would be much less fun in the future...
Yes, in this matter, Lexon felt he was being quite considerate.
After thinking this, Lexon stood up and walked toward the entrance, intending to open the door.
Letting the knocking continue wasn't a solution either.
Given Fubuki's personality, once she set her mind on something, she wouldn't give up easily.
He would just give her a slight threat.
For instance, if she kept pestering him, he'd just kill all the members of the Fubuki Group...
That should make her give up.
He turned the doorknob and pulled.
Standing before him was a tall, stunning green-haired woman with a curvaceous figure, wearing a dark green dress and black high-heeled over-the-knee boots.
Her arms were crossed, her eyes were fixed on Lexon, and her face bore a look of annoyance, likely because he took so long to open the door.
"You must be the 'Mist Swordsman,' right?"
It had to be said, Fubuki truly was Tornado's sister.
The arrogance in her tone was exactly the same.
"Yeah... that's me." Under the watchful eyes of the numerous suited Fubuki Group members, Lexon appeared very calm.
"Join the Fubuki Group. Become my subordinate... that way, I'll help you maintain your high B-rank standing... Of course, you'll have to stay ranked below me," Fubuki said to Lexon with her head held slightly high and full of confidence.
In Fubuki's view, this "Mist Swordsman" who had suddenly risen to B-rank Rank 1 without any track record must have relied on some connections within the Association.
Thus, she didn't value him that much.
In reality, this misconception existed because the achievement of killing two Dragon-level monsters was too terrifying for a B-rank hero, so the Association had not recorded it in the public registry.
This led to Fubuki's erroneous perception.
"No." Lexon's rejection fell the moment Fubuki finished speaking.
"What?" Fubuki couldn't quite believe her ears. "Do you even know what the Fubuki Group is?"
She believed that no B-rank hero should refuse to join this league-style organization she had created. The only possible reason for a refusal would be a lack of understanding of her group...
After all, the hero industry wasn't as simple as it appeared on the surface. Teaming up was more beneficial for raising one's rank and dealing with the pressure from competitors.
"I know," Lexon's response was still simple.
"?"
He knows and still refuses?
Fubuki couldn't understand.
"Are you sure you won't join the Fubuki Group?" Fubuki asked once more.
As she spoke, the gazes of the Fubuki Group members in the hallway seemed to become much more dangerous.
"I'm not joining," Lexon said, shaking his head.
"Heh..." Fubuki seemed to lose her patience and let out a cold laugh. Then, she pointed at Lexon and said, "Eyelashes, Mountain Ape, and Tiger... go! Teach him a lesson! Make sure he can never be a hero again!"
"Yes!" the many suited men beside Fubuki responded enthusiastically.
In the next moment, they pulled out their respective weapons and were about to rush at Lexon.
"That's some dangerous talk." The corners of Lexon's mouth curled up into an amused smile.
"Wait!" The group of Fubuki Group members who were about to charge suddenly shouted and came to a halt.
"You..." Fubuki's voice rang out in surprise. A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her pupils shrank as she stared intently at the blade that was lightly touching her neck.
She could already feel the frigid light radiating from the azure blade.
It felt as if it could penetrate her marrow and sever her head at any moment.
A feeling of extreme danger surged in her heart...
"You seem to have trouble understanding me... didn't I say I wasn't joining?" Lexon said, lightly gripping his Nichirin Sword.
"..."
Fubuki didn't respond. Instead, her body was suddenly enveloped in a sky-blue glow.
She was using her psychokinesis!
An invisible force poured out, slamming onto Lexon's Nichirin Sword as if trying to seize control of it.
The power wrapped around the blade, and for a moment, the azure Nichirin Sword also emitted a sky-blue radiance.
At the same time, seeing their boss take action, the surrounding Fubuki Group members no longer hesitated and charged toward Lexon without fear.
"Don't move!" However, in the next instant, their ears were met with their boss's high-pitched, trembling voice.
In an instant, they froze in their tracks again.
"You... why..." The cold sweat on Fubuki's forehead intensified. Her voice, as she spoke to the man before her, was incredibly shaky and filled with deep confusion.
"Are you asking why your psychokinesis didn't affect my blade in the slightest?"
"Yes..."
"The reason is actually quite simple..." Lexon looked at Fubuki with a smile on his face. "Because you are too weak. Compared to your sister... you're truly pathetic."
As soon as those soul-piercing words were spoken, Fubuki's face turned deathly pale.
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