Chapter 71: Another Cute Young Man Has Arrived~
Sonic's gaze fixed on the flying meatball, a disdainful smirk curling his lips.
Too slow!
With a ninja's super-reflexes, Sonic could clearly see the meatball's trajectory and could have easily dodged it.
However... I will not choose to dodge!
To show off his cool skills, Sonic didn't evade. Instead, he placed his right hand on the hilt of his sword.
In the next second, with a flash of cold light, the sword unsheathed instantly. Slicing through the air at extreme speed, it slashed viciously at the meatball.
Just as Sonic was about to confidently sheath his sword, he sensed something was wrong.
Wait... why didn't I feel the impact of the cut?
Since birth, Sonic had held a sword. He had cut countless things, whether living animals and humans or inanimate objects.
Therefore, he was extremely sensitive to the feedback from every slash, using it to judge the opponent's defense.
But that strike just now... it wasn't a matter of weak feedback. There was simply no feedback at all.
Could it be...
A ridiculous fact dawned on Sonic, and cold sweat poured down his back. His eyes quickly locked onto the direction where the meatball had been.
Sure enough, the meatball that should have been sliced in half dissipated into an afterimage. What Sonic had seen was just the trail left behind by its sheer speed!
Sonic froze. His focused slash had missed a meatball.
Instantly, intense humiliation and rage enveloped his heart. Veins popped out on his face, and his hand gripping the sword trembled with anger.
These three bastards! How dare they humiliate me, Speed-o'-Sound Sonic! You will pay for this!
Wait... where is the meatball?
Reason broke through his rage and humiliation. A bad premonition rose in Sonic's heart as a sharp whistling sound reached his ears from behind.
Hm?
Just as he lowered his head, a meatball flying from behind struck him precisely between the legs.
THWACK.
The scene fell silent.
Saitama looked at the meatball rolling on the floor with a trace of regret in his eyes.
Sigh. Can't eat that one anymore.
Bang stared at King in shock, subconsciously clamping his legs together.
Is such a dirty move really something the Strongest Man on Earth would use?
But thinking back to my youth... I guess it's acceptable.
King remained expressionless, but the upturned corners of his mouth betrayed his struggle to hold back laughter.
After two full seconds of silence, a pig-like squeal echoed through the entire dojo.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKK!!!!"
Sonic fell to his knees, clutching his crotch tightly. Cold sweat poured down his face from the pain, and his delicate features turned purple.
Again... Why is it always there... WHY?!
Sonic never imagined that the meatball, whose trajectory he had failed to detect, had ricocheted and hit him precisely in the groin.
From this moment on, "Single-Testicle Santa" Sonic had officially become "No-Testicle Ranger" Sonic-chan.
But he was a ninja, after all, and his pain tolerance was excellent. Using his sword to prop himself up, shaking like a leaf in the wind, Sonic gasped for breath while delivering his parting threat:
"You just wait! How dare you humiliate me like this! I, Speed-o'-Sound Sonic, will return!"
After the threat, Sonic turned to run without hesitation. He couldn't possibly fight three people in this state.
However, the moment he took his first step, a heart-wrenching pain exploded again. It felt like something had been pulled. Sonic's face twisted in agony.
DAMN IT!!!
With no choice, Sonic clutched his crotch with both hands. Gritting his teeth against the pain, he forced himself to run, vanishing from the spot.
Watching the uninvited guest disappear, Saitama scratched his bald head.
"That guy looked familiar. I think I accidentally hit his brother this morning. Why did he get hit again? Joint o' Sonic is really unlucky."
Hearing this, King couldn't hold it in anymore.
Sonic was truly pitiful. He had suffered two critical hits to the jewels in one day, and Saitama still couldn't remember his name.
However, letting a ninja stalk them daily wasn't King's style, even if the guy was weak.
"Saitama, I heard that kid has a pretty high bounty. Enough to buy dozens of boxes of premium Wagyu beef."
Hm?
Saitama's chopsticks froze in mid-air. His eyes suddenly became sharp, and his simple face turned angular and serious.
Ten seconds later.
Saitama returned to the dojo, dragging an unconscious Sonic like a dead dog.
........
Sometime later.
His vision slowly cleared. An unfamiliar ceiling came into view.
"Hiss... my head hurts. What happened?"
Sonic clutched his head. The back of his skull throbbed as if he had been hit by a heavy object.
He looked around and froze.
Cold floors, gray walls, sparse furniture, and iron bars in front of him. Minimal sunlight filtered in.
What? I'm in prison?!
As a ninja and assassin, Sonic immediately realized his situation. Saitama and the others must have knocked him out and sent him to jail.
I have to escape. I need to train even harder. I will kill Saitama, and that blond guy too!
Sonic always possessed unparalleled confidence in himself. That invincible heart allowed him to go further and further on the path of the ninja.
Even if he was scared stiff by the blond man earlier, Sonic firmly believed he could surpass him eventually. That was why he could keep improving.
Just then, a strange noise came from the iron bars in front of him. Sonic looked up in confusion.
Across from his cell, a burly man covered in muscles and wrapped in bandages revealed a "friendly" smile.
"Oh~ Another cute, delicate young man has arrived."
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