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Chapter 488: City Z

Asahi floated above the City A, a pair of fiery wings shimmering behind him.

‘It’s huge. But it’ll be destroyed in a couple of minutes.’

Boros’ invasion would spell the end of City A. It will be rebuilt into a residence for A-class heroes.

‘Should I stop him?’

The heroic deed of saving a city should give him a shit ton of Excelia. Well, his previous deed of killing Vaccine Man already filled his Falna to the brim. He had to find time to update his status with Astraea.

“Klyscha, did you record Saitama’s status?”

He forgot to see Saitama’s status during his battle but he did glance at him with his glasses. That should have recorded Saitama’s status.

(Yes, my love. Don’t be shocked.)

“I’m ready.”

[Saitama Lv. 650]

Designated Title: Protagonist

Race: Human

Class: Brawler

[Attributes]

Strength: 1300

Dexterity: 1300

Constitution: 1300

Defense: 1300

Magic: 10

Charm: 10

[Skills]

[Broken Limits (Special): Saitama has shattered his human limits.

• Infinite Potential (EX): Saitama can grow endlessly as long as he remains within his universe. Saitama’s emotions have a strong effect on his growth.
• Indomitable Will (EX): Saitama’s willpower is extraordinary.

[Physical Resistance (A-Rank)]

[Heat Resistance (A-Rank)]

[Cold Resistance (A-Rank)]

[Exceptional Mimicry (A-Rank): Saitama can replicate fighting skills after watching them once.]

“What the fuck is this nonsense?”

No, he wasn't ready for this.

It was a ridiculous status for a human.

He could go all out and defeat Saitama at his current level. It will be a close match but he could accomplish it with Boosted Gear. However, that was without taking Saitama’s broken ass Special Skill into consideration.

There was no way to beat someone with no ceiling for growth unless they were killed instantly. Someone with this type of defense would be hardly killed without a special skill, such as the innate curse of Gae Bolg.

(Uh… my love, he blew destroyed a planet with a sneeze… and a fart.)

‘I know. I know. He is supposed to be a gag character and all. It still baffles me.’

(Imagine we are characters in some story too.)

Asahi’s eyes widened. “That doesn’t make any sense!”

Asahi flew over the city in search of some university. He paused, realizing he went about it in the wrong way. He could choose one close to Fubuki’s organization.

(That’s actually a good idea.)

‘Where is her crew based?’

He recited all the letters and his instinct settled on the last letter.

‘City Z? Isn’t that Saitama’s home? The Monster Association’s headquarters is also underground in the City Z.’

He tapped his forehead, recalling the details of the manga. The Monster Association was a bunch of strong monsters working under Orochi, the Monster King. And his partner was Psykos, a human esper close to Tatsumaki’s level. Her peculiar ability of accelerating the “monster growth” in humans made her an invaluable asset in Orochi’s growth.

‘Messing with a super cocky lady is gonna be fun.’

Unfortunately, he hadn’t read past her fusion with Orochi. Not that he needed to know a future which won’t come to reality. The ripples of the butterfly effect caused by existence would change the entire timeline one way or another.

He flew over to the City Z without paying any mind to the numerous gazes tracking him.

***

City Z consisted of three main areas. Residential district, business district, and the abandoned neighborhood in the east known for spawning strong monsters—the Ghost Town. Saitama lived rent free in one of the apartments in the Ghost Town. Though, that wasn’t Asahi’s target today.

He landed at the entrance of a large university. The very place which might be his base for the next couple of years. Unless he grew bored of university life.

The appearance of a hero capable of flight sparked a debate among the students. Not many heroes could fly and none had beautiful wings made of pure fire.

Some students walked up to him, asking him for his hero rank and name. One cautious one asked if the university was going to be attacked by some monster.

“I’m not a hero yet. And you people are safe. Well, as safe as you are everyday.”

Even though he settled the matter, students still lingered around. Asahi became an attraction capable of enticing young women to throw invites at him.

(My love, you have the evil CEO aura around you. They can’t resist you!)

‘...’

“What's a CEO?” Ddraig the ignorant dragon asked. “Some type of supernatural power?”

“Nope.”

A tall young man walked out from the crowd. A black-haired beauty clung to his arm. He has tanned skin and a similar build to Asahi, and wore a black martial arts uniform.

Asahi knew this young man.

‘What was his name again? Seiryu?’

(Suiryu.)

‘Yeah that. Never could have imagined him as a university student.’

Then again he was a notorious playboy. A university was one of the best places to hook up.

Suiryu stopped before Asahi, and the womanizers faced off against each other. One looked as calm as a midnight sea while the other showed hints of suspicion on his face.

After a long silence, Suiryu took the initiative. “You want to be a professional hero?”

Asahi cocked his head. “Yeah? You don’t like heroes?”

Suiryu gave a cocky smile. “Heroes protect everyone from the monsters. Who doesn’t like them?”

A white lie.

He thought of heroes as cocky, fame-hungry people.

He was on par with S-class heroes in terms of strength. But he lived a carefree life, only using his strength when he was in danger or showing off at tournaments.

The work and efforts of heroes amounted to nothing in his eyes.

Asahi shrugged and walked past him. “Go play somewhere, kid. I don’t have time for self-centered kids like you.”

Suiryu’s eyes went wide. Seeing Asahi’s back wide open, he clenched his fist.

Asahi looked over his shoulder with a smile. A smile that concealed daggers. “Don’t make me commit murder on my first day here.”

A razor sharp killing intent brushed his neck. Suiryu felt his legs quiver and sweat covered his face.

‘W-What was that?’

The girl beside him pulled his hand, stopping him from charging head-first into a certain death.

“Suiryu, let’s go to that hotel we visited before. It had some great toys.”

“Okay…”

He absentmindedly followed the girl. The cold wind made him reconsider the young man he met.

‘He was strong.’

He hadn’t fought anyone this strong to this date.

‘I’ll need to train more for him.’

As cocky as he was, he wasn’t foolish enough to disregard the killing intent. He couldn’t face that man at his current strength.