A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

Feeling the familiar warmth of Johnson's hand on her waist, Tornado, with tears welling up in her eyes, pointed to her mouth as if she had seen a savior, signaling for help.

Where's the drink?! Help! Help!

This means they've gained experience from being exposed to spiciness.

"Drinks? Okay, drinks are here!"

In this situation, Qiao Sen did not hesitate, picked her up and buried his head in her arms.

Tornado: !!

a long time.

Tornado leaned against Johnson's chest, savoring the sudden, wonderful feeling. She felt the effects of the alcohol rising in her head, and her face flushed slightly.

"Um, I'd like... another drink!"

"Okay."

With a gentle smile on his face, Johnson readily agreed, "No problem."

...The two-hour time limit...

midnight.

When Johnson returned to reality from the "imaginary space" and took the drunk Tornado to her room to rest, the hot pot party had already ended.

At this moment, having eaten and drunk her fill, Fubuki had changed into her pajamas and was fast asleep, hugging her blanket.

The girl was sleeping so soundly that she didn't even notice that someone had replaced the blanket wrapped tightly in her arms with her sister's.

Anyway, they all felt soft and warm to the touch. Fubuki smacked her lips in her sleep, turned over, raised one of her long legs, pinned Tatsumaki down, and hugged her in her arms like a pillow.

The two sisters seemed to smell a familiar, comforting scent, and then they both fell into a deep sleep.

On the other side, several old drunkards who had been drinking heavily were already completely drunk. Fortunately, Genos, the new generation of "all-purpose housekeeping star," was there and carried them all back into the house one by one.

As for Garou, one of the special guests, the repeated provocations from Johnson and Tornado made him realize the despairing gap between himself and the strong.

Some people choose to give up when they see the gap, while others will strive to catch up. The taciturn, hungry wolf clearly belongs to the latter.

After dinner, he returned to that secluded corner in the forest behind the mountain, working hard to make up for the missed practice that day.

Seeing his lonely figure, Bang, who was outwardly drunk and unable to keep his eyes open, twitched his beard slightly, but ultimately said nothing more.

Let him be today.

The old man thought to himself, then let the effects of the alcohol take hold, and with Genos's help, he went back to his room and went to sleep.

When Johnson passed by the restaurant, Genos, who had finished cleaning the room, had already wiped the dirty hallway floor clean.

At this moment, the cyborg boy stood at the restaurant entrance, his hands clasped together, and several nozzle-like devices popped out from each of his forearms. The "Incineration Cannon" fired a powerful blast of air at its lowest power.

The lingering smell of hot pot in the restaurant was quickly dispelled by the strong wind that rushed in.

boom--

"Mr. Johnson, you're back!"

Upon seeing Johnson, Genos remained in the same position and greeted him.

"Good job, Genos," Johnson asked, watching his movements resemble a human blower. "When did you develop this new technique?"

The latter explained earnestly, "Considering that the teacher really likes hot pot, I specifically asked the professor to design a small feature when I went back to upgrade the equipment last time. It's an improvement on the 'Incineration Cannon,' with the addition of an air pressurization module. I named this move 'Dispersal Cannon.'"

"...Great name!"

Is the "Home Service Star" mindset about proactively adding home service modules to improve teachers' quality of life?

Johnson was greatly shocked.

Chapter 227 The old man is really bad

"A very useful feature, well done."

Patting Genos's stiff shoulder, Johnson encouraged him, "Keep going, and go back to rest early after you're done."

Genos remained motionless in his firing stance and said earnestly, "Yes, I understand!"

……

Silent all night.

early morning.

Johnson yawned as he walked out of the guest room, just in time to see Saitama and Genos carrying their shoes and about to rush down the corridor.

"Hey, Johnson!"

Upon seeing Qiao Sen, the two simultaneously applied the emergency brakes.

Johnson: ?

Johnson was completely bewildered. He took a step back to avoid Saitama's attack with the bio-engineered sports shoes and asked, "What's going on? Where are you guys going so early in the morning?"

"Today's the weekly supermarket sale day!" Saitama said, paced in place until the floor was almost smoking, "But we need to go back to the apartment first; we can use the exclusive sale coupons that come with the newspaper at home!"

"Oh, that's it."

Then Johnson remembered that it was the supermarket sale that Saitama had been looking forward to yesterday.

Time flies, and it's Saturday again before we know it.

Saitama then asked, "Genos and I are planning to run back to Z City. What about you, Johnson? Are you coming back with us?"

"me?"

Johnson glanced at Genos, who was behind Saitama, doing high kicks in sync with his teacher with a determined look, and decided not to disturb the master and student's private time: "I'll pass, I have some things to take care of in a bit."

"Ugh, failure!"

Saitama sighed calmly, then turned to Genos and said, "Looks like there won't be any rides today, Genos. Let's run back as planned, destination Z City, let's go!"

Genos nodded emphatically, his voice full of enthusiasm: "Yes, teacher!"

boom--

A powerful sonic boom erupted, and the master and apprentice launched themselves forward, their figures blurring in the blink of an eye. The swirling dust and smoke were separated by the force field wall that Johnson had casually constructed.

When the thick smoke dissipated, there was no trace of the two people in the corridor.

"..."

Johnson couldn't help but squint; it turned out that Saitama had his eye on his "instant teleportation."

Saitama, you've gone astray!

They actually want to enjoy being a tool now!

From whom did they learn this unhealthy trend?!

Qiao Sen was heartbroken.

At the same time, he decided to find the guy who corrupted Saitama and strike him hard, giving him a good beating.

……

Three poles in the sun.

King received a call from the M City Hero Association early in the morning. Shortly after Saitama and the other two left, King came to say goodbye, and Johnson took him back.

After Banggu finished his morning lessons with his disciples and had breakfast with Johnson, the two most idle people in the dojo agreed to have tea in the courtyard.

"Master, are you also planning to go out and cultivate?"

Upon hearing Bangu talk about his recent plans, Johnson paused involuntarily, his hand holding the teacup still.

"Yes, Atomic Samurai's actions have given me a lot of inspiration," the old man said, taking a sip of his tea. "Compared to him, I've been far too negligent in nurturing my disciples' growth. If Garou continues to harbor such thoughts, as his master, I can't just sit idly by."

"Don't say that, Master. You just have different teaching methods." Qiao Sen also picked up his teacup and took a sip, advising, "Besides, Hungry Wolf's situation is just a special case. If he wanted to keep quiet, you probably wouldn't have noticed."

“That’s true,” Bang said, his eyes darkening slightly as he gently put down his teacup. “But now that we know, I must pull him back before he goes astray.”

“Alright, I completely understand.” Johnson reached for the teapot, refilled both of their teacups with tea, and casually asked, “So, what are your plans next?”

“We already had plans to go down the mountain for some heroic activities soon, and now we’re just adding that traitorous disciple to the mix.” Bang looked at Johnson, who was picking up his teacup, and said in a deep voice, explaining his next plan, “Since we’re going to fundamentally change that guy’s mind, we have to start with every little thing. So, I’m going to…”

The old man paused, a glint of light flashing in his eyes: "...Prepare to have Garou join the Hero Association."

"puff--"

Upon hearing such explosive news, even with Qiao Sen's speed, he only managed to turn his head at the last moment, and a mouthful of scalding hot tea turned into a spray, soaking the nearby green plants from head to toe.

"Hero...Hungry Wolf!?"

“Ah, I will take care of the Z City Association’s officers and have him start as a grassroots hero,” Bang nodded, revealing his true plan. “Hero rank and such are not important. What is important is that he finds his own value in the process of helping others.”

"Ah this..."

Qiao Sen immediately asked F Zai to bring him a tissue from the room, and he was wiping his mouth.

Upon hearing the old man's plan, he unusually voiced his opposition.

Garou's most painful childhood memory was being forced to participate in the "hero role-playing game" as a monster, which resulted in him being bullied by his peers.

If he knew Bang's plans, he'd probably be tempted to kill his master on the spot.