Chapter 54: The Higher-Ups of the Hero Association Should Just Get Lost!
From the massive crater, a yellow figure shot out amidst the rising dust.
"Hiss... Why don't I see King? Did I land in the wrong place?"
Saitama patted the dust off his body and looked around in confusion.
Just then, a red streak of light carrying Genos arrived instantly in front of him.
Seeing King, Saitama suddenly smiled.
"You're amazing, King. You took my Consecutive Normal Punches and look completely uninjured. You really are strong."
King: "..."
Thinking back to the scene where his entire body exploded into a mist of blood, leaving only half a head struggling to survive, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
Not uninjured. In fact, there were only scraps left.
King extended his hand for a handshake, his tone smiling.
"So, did you enjoy the fight?"
Seeing King's extended hand, Saitama reached out and shook it firmly, marking the complete end of this battle.
"Of course. It's the first time someone has been able to fight me for so long. Even if I could only use the Normal Series, I'll take it. By the way, why can't I use the Serious Series? Didn't you take the Consecutive Normal Punches without getting hurt?"
In Saitama's logic: If you can tank a Normal Punch, you should eat Consecutive Normal Punches. If you can tank those, you should eat a Serious Punch.
If you survive a Serious Punch, then get ready for the [Serious Series: Serious Beatdown].
King didn't know how to answer Saitama.
He couldn't exactly say that if he took a Serious Punch, he would explode into a bloody mist instantly.
This wasn't humility. King had self-awareness. Even with his strongest form, the Gate of Death, there probably wouldn't even be mist left after a Serious Punch.
Just then, Saitama seemed to remember something, and his expression became unnatural.
"Um..."
Seeming to guess what the Caped Baldy wanted to say, King smirked and said calmly:
"Let's be clear. You punched me over a hundred times and failed to defeat me. No fighting games for you this month."
Hearing this, Saitama, who still had some residual excitement from the battle, instantly wilted like a frosted eggplant, looking dejected.
"Alright..."
Indeed, even Saitama hadn't expected King's strength to exceed his expectations so much that hundreds of Normal Punches couldn't take him down.
In Saitama's view, an opponent of King's level could no longer be defeated by Normal Punches; he needed to get serious.
"However!"
King changed the subject, causing the dejected Saitama to look up again, anticipating his next words.
Hehehe...
A mischievous glint flashed in King's eyes. You had fun abusing me in the fight just now. Now, it's my turn!
"We still have plenty of time before we head to Old Man Bang's dojo. If you can beat me in any single round of a game, I'll cover both your fighting games and hotpot expenses for next month!"
Hearing this, Saitama's eyes lit up. He almost jumped three feet in the air, his face turning incredibly serious instantly.
"Yes! Watch me crush you! I'm telling you, I learned a bunch of new combos recently. I'll dominate the gaming world in minutes!"
Watching King and Saitama interact, Genos stood aside, thoughtful.
He tactfully didn't interrupt King-sensei's enthusiastic conversation but stood silently nearby, following them while secretly eavesdropping.
Halfway through listening, Genos seemed to have an epiphany. He quickly pulled out his notebook and pen and began writing rapidly.
[King-sensei and Mr. Saitama have begun discussing gaming content. While it appears to be entertainment, the essence of their gaming is actually using the virtual world to train reaction speed and combat strategy, experiencing the ultimate mysteries of martial arts through controlling characters. As expected of King-sensei and Mr. Saitama! This is the humble philosophy of the world's peak powerhouses!]
King, who was chatting, saw Genos writing furiously again. He took a peek and almost lost it.
How does this guy write so many complex sentences every single day?
Under the scorching sun, three shadows stretched long on the ground.
Hero Association, Conference Room.
Sitch sat silently in the corner, looking helplessly at the executives debating fiercely in front of him.
A bunch of people having useless discussions. They don't know how to talk about anything practical!
The main purpose of this meeting was to discuss whether S-Class Rank 17: Saitama needed a rank promotion.
Saitama's recent actions had made the Hero Association pay more and more attention to this powerhouse recommended by the Strongest Man on Earth, King.
They realized that this seemingly ordinary bald man might be a hidden master type.
"I heard that the 'Caped Baldy' (Rank 17) not only defeated 'Tornado of Terror' (Rank 2) but also fought evenly with King, the Strongest Man on Earth. That's truly impressive."
"Yes. He also wiped out the House of Evolution with King and eliminated the unstable threat of Dr. Genus."
"It seems this new S-Class hero has the potential to become one of our Association's greatest trump cards. Why don't we raise his rank?"
"Agreed!"
"I agree too!"
"Same here!"
The meeting regarding Saitama's promotion finally concluded with a chorus of agreements.
As the executives left one by one, Sitch sighed deeply, worrying about the future of the Hero Association with these parasitic higher-ups.
Things that could have been discussed in a few sentences took a full two-hour meeting! were you just spouting nonsense for the first hour and a half?!
Sitch scratched his graying hair in frustration, tucked his briefcase under his arm, and turned to leave the conference room.
Am I really the only executive in the Hero Association who actually does any work?!
The higher-ups of the Hero Association should just get lost!
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