A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

—Is this even possible? ×2

"Never mind, let's find a place to put it later."

Saitama looked at the mess of junk scattered all over the ground and sighed with a complicated expression, "Superpowers are really convenient!"

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"Alright, stop joking around. Since you haven't taken off your battle suit yet, come with me." Johnson patted Saitama on the shoulder and said to Genos, who was trying to catch up, "Genos, you can watch the house for a while."

The cyborg nodded subconsciously and said, "...Yes, I will protect the teacher's apartment."

Saitama:?

"What? We're suddenly going somewhere again..."

Chapter 305 Hurry up and thank Saitama!

Saitama was arrested on the spot by Johnson amidst his complaints.

The two figures blurred for a moment, then vanished into thin air from the room.

……

On the outskirts of Z city, atop a barren mountain that points straight to the sky.

The mountaintop, which was originally too steep to stand on, seemed to have been sliced ​​off by something out of thin air, leaving a smooth, mirror-like surface. The nearly 100-square-meter area was now crammed with people.

A cold wind swept across the mountaintop, and the group of ugly or gloomy-looking men shivered from the cold.

But his clothes were tattered like a beggar's clothes, as if he had been beaten up by some handsome guy before he came.

Qiao Sen: Don't talk nonsense without evidence, or I'll sue you for defamation!

Voiceover: Ora Ora Ora Ora!!

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The steep mountain wall, almost 90 degrees, is impossible to climb; just looking down from the edge is enough to make one dizzy.

Those present were all absolute "elites" from all walks of life, their skills entirely reliant on the keyboard, so naturally none of them had the ability to leave on their own.

The vast majority could only squat on the spot, shivering, with their arms wrapped around their shoulders. A very small number of them got so emotional that they even started fighting over a tattered coat.

"Put it on, you bastard!"

"Idiot, who wants to give you that? Those are my clothes!!"

"..."

Suddenly, the sky, which was gradually darkening, blurred for a moment, and two figures appeared above the group.

One of them was wearing shorts and a cardigan, and was tall and imposing, a handsome blond guy with striking good looks.

Another was dressed in a yellow battle suit that looked somewhat comical at first glance, along with red rubber gloves and boots, while a white cape behind him fluttered in the mountain wind.

Heroes take the stage!

"Stop fighting!"

"That...that man is here!!"

After someone reminded them, the chaotic mountaintop quickly quieted down as if a school bell had rung.

Everyone here clearly recognizes the two men who have appeared in the sky. One is the target of their online smear campaign these past few days, and the other is the ultimate demon king who beat them so badly they couldn't recognize their own parents, then healed them and finally dumped them on this cold mountaintop.

Even the most idiotic person, after being hungry, dizzy, and exposed to the cold wind all day, would know that something terrible is about to happen.

Now that Johnson and Saitama have appeared, everyone is behaving like subservient grandsons, heads bowed and trembling, not daring to look the two in the eye.

"Tch, you're not going to cause trouble anymore? Let's continue?"

Qiao Sen waved his hand dismissively, pointed to the more than one hundred online savvy men on the mountaintop, and explained to Saitama, who was somewhat confused, "Ever since you became a hero, this group of people have been smearing and attacking you online. Now I've caught them and brought them to the mountaintop to reflect on their actions for a day. You decide what to do with them."

"Oh, so that's what it was about."

Saitama suddenly realized, and grinned like an innocent-looking bald egg: "Josen, I didn't become a hero because of these people's opinions, but because of myself."

"I knew it……"

Qiao Sen pursed his lips and muttered a couple of words, "Fine, it's fine if you don't care about Saitama, but now that I've found out, I can't just stand by and do nothing."

Everyone: Oh right, you didn't just stand by and do nothing, you hit him so hard!

Qiao Sen glanced coldly at the still somewhat defiant little black guys on the ground and snorted, "Anyway, they're all worthless guys. Rather than letting them go back and waste food, let's just humanely annihilate them here!"

"...Eh!!!" ×N

Like a stone thrown into a calm lake, Qiao Sen's words caused an uproar on the mountaintop.

"No! Super Cop, I know I was wrong!"

"Ugh, I'm so hungry! I want to go home!"

"I don't want to die!"

"..."

A group of adults broke down in tears, a truly tragic scene.

Saitama shook his head as he looked at the disgraceful behavior of the group below.

He wasn't sympathizing with them, but rather finding their noise annoying.

“Hey, I’m telling you,” Saitama said, arms crossed, looking down at the sky, “It’s okay if you hate me, I won’t stop being a hero because of your opinions.”

The sunlight cast a shadow behind him, making his face, which was obscured, look eerie with its lifeless, emotionless eyes.

Very good, it has a bit of the bald demon king vibe now.

The crowd below, wailing and lamenting, looked at each other in bewilderment, while some quick-thinking individuals had already begun shouting.

"Spare us, sir!"

"Yes! 'Hair-Lobed Man,' we'll never dare to make fun of you again!"

"Please, 'Hair Loss Cape Hero'!"

Hair loss...

Hair loss...

The shouts of hundreds of people were quite powerful, at one point drowning out the howling wind on the mountaintop, and were as malicious as a curse.

Saitama: "..."

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Who are you calling bald?

"I know I'm losing my hair, but... shut up, you bunch of bastards!!!"

The haters: "..."

Johnson couldn't help but facepalm, wondering which genius in the Hero Association came up with the hero name Saitama.

Although the imagery perfectly captures Saitama's physical characteristics, however...

That's an overstatement.

Everyone immediately shut up and stared longingly at the two figures in the sky.

Seeing that Saitama had calmed down a bit, Johnson asked with a smile, "So what do we do now?"

"Eh?"

Saitama clicked his tongue and casually said, "I've already taught him a lesson, so let's leave it at that."

Johnson: "Oh."

Hearing their conversation, the crowd below felt a sense of rebirth.

Just as he was about to shout to vent his emotions, he was silenced by a cold glare from Qiao Sen.

"Kneel properly! Who told you to get up!"

Everyone spontaneously and in unison knelt down, wishing they could bury their heads in the ground, and for a moment there was complete silence.

Qiao Sen's cold gaze swept over everyone, and the palpable killing intent made everyone's waists tighten and they tremble on the spot.

"You may be spared the death penalty, but you can't escape punishment. Go back and delete the post and apologize immediately, do you understand?"

"Yes!!!"

“Your names, ages, home addresses, and relationships are all in my hands,” Johnson clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking menacingly. “If I find anything similar online again, I will hold you accountable!”

Everyone: "Huh?"

—Isn't this just blindly following the facts? ×N

Qiao Sen, the handsome young man, glared at him: "What 'ah'? Do you know what to do now?"

The crowd pecking at each other like chickens pecking at rice: "We know, we know, we know!"

—Got it! You can insult my whole family, but you can't insult "Hairless Cape Man"!!

—Got it! From now on, I'm the ultimate die-hard fan of "Hair Loss Cape Hero"!