A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

"Saitama-sensei! Why are you in such a hurry? Is something wrong?" Genos asked seriously as he flew side by side with Saitama. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Jenos..."

Saitama leaped hundreds of meters away, and hearing the whistling wind behind him, he knew without turning around that it was his top disciple, Genos, who was chasing after him.

Thinking of Genos reminded him of the hotpot he couldn't eat, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

Suck...

I'm even angrier!

Saitama's deadpan expression, reminiscent of a strong character, twitched repeatedly. This wasn't because he disliked Gon, but simply...

He's already explained this whole mess to Genos countless times!

No matter how angry Saitama was, he knew that this matter could not be blamed on Genos.

So he sighed inwardly, turned around and said calmly, "It's nothing, Genos, you should go back and train!"

"Uh, okay, teacher..."

The flames behind Genos paused, and he instinctively hovered in the air, watching Saitama's departing figure in the blink of an eye, lost in thought.

……

Back to morning.

The S-Class training course has started, and Saitama, as one of the specially invited S-Class instructors, also got up early to arrive at the scene.

Since the training program provided free room and board, Saitama packed his bags and moved into the instructor's dormitory.

Accompanying them was a humanoid self-propelled luggage storage machine, the eldest disciple Genos.

Saitama had just finished visiting his mentor's dormitory when Genos had already put away his luggage and toiletries.

Xiao Jie's current version of the machine is equipped with a large number of "universal capsule" storage modules. He even considered that the old apartment, which has been fully reinforced to the level of a top-level safe house, could be completely put into the universal capsule and moved into the training camp.

That way, Saitama can go straight home to sleep after get off work every day.

It was Johnson who realized in time that Genos was serious about his idea, and after much persuasion, he managed to convince the child to go back.

Holy crap, Jay!

There's really no need for that!

(o?o)

And so, Saitama had a pleasant morning, followed by a nightmarish afternoon!

In order to find out the truth, Saitama ran like a whirlwind through nearly a hundred time rewinds, searching almost every corner of the world!

Snow-capped mountains, coastlines, grasslands, wilderness, abandoned nuclear power plants, city garbage bins...

Even if they encounter stray cats or dogs passing by, they will grab them and slap them twice before letting them go, making sure they are okay!

Finally, Saitama, whose footprints had covered the city and the wilderness, suddenly realized that he had never explored the area around Z City. So this time, he plunged into the forest on the outskirts of Z City.

Deep in the forest, a beam of blue light shot into the sky, winding and drifting like the aurora borealis.

Saitama hadn't noticed the faint blue light at first, but then a dense black color suddenly mixed in with it caught his attention!

Saitama often deals with strange people. Although he himself does not possess superpowers, he has come into contact with all sorts of strange and supernatural forces.

The kind of dark energy that you can sense at a glance is the hallmark of a powerful monster.

It should at least be a Dragon-level disaster.

"found it!"

"The thief has been found!"

Saitama:? ?

Two excited voices rang out in the forest almost simultaneously, and Saitama immediately rubbed his hands together and headed towards the direction from which the voices came.

He wanted to see who was really behind all this...

"Eh... Johnson?"

A beautiful lake appeared before him, and Saitama, who had been full of confidence just a moment ago, immediately deflated, his shoulders slumped, and his once-flowing cloak drooped listlessly: "What, it's you?"

He then saw a blue portal connecting to the boundless darkness and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"It was just a tiny, slightly unscientific experiment."

Chapter 416 F-Zai: Greetings, Saitama-nii!

With a smile, Johnson closed the spatial portal that had successfully connected with the "Dark Dimension," then approached Saitama, clasped his hands together, and sincerely apologized, "Because of the experiment, I had to repeat the time reversal. Thank you for your hard work today!!"

(_ _)ノ

"...Huh? Reverse time?"

( ☉Д☉ )

Saitama remained silent for a while after hearing Johnson's apology.

The sudden discovery of such an absurd thing as reversing time was secondary; the main feeling was one of sudden revenge... no, it was a feeling of being exonerated.

"It really was you!!"

But for some reason, I suddenly can't get angry.

(ー`?ー)

—Since it was Johnson, and he didn't do it on purpose, let's just let it go…

As for those dark energies that look very dangerous...

Sigh, this isn't the first or second time that Johnson has developed these kinds of messy and dangerous energies!

If it's him using it, then there's nothing to worry about.

Just as Saitama was thinking this, suddenly, a familiar and tempting aroma wafted into his nose and mouth.

“Strange, this is…”

He couldn't help but sniffle a few times.

"...What does hot pot taste like?"

"Bingo, you got it right!"

Johnson chuckled and pushed Saitama to the side.

Beside a huge blue stone that could shelter from the wind and rain, a blazing campfire had been lit, with a boiling hot pot on top, and the spicy and fragrant aroma of the hot pot wafting through the air.

The campfire was surrounded by tables and chairs made of tree stumps and rocks, creating an appetizing and camping atmosphere.

A purple-clad figure in a suit and tie was magically pulling fresh, chilled hot pot ingredients from his pocket and neatly arranging them on a natural shelf made of "Wood Release".

It was F-zai, the first "Housekeeping Star".

"Hey, who's this guy?"

Seeing the busy F-boy, Saitama inexplicably felt that the color of this guy's outfit looked somewhat familiar.

At the same time, as if encountering a ghost while walking at night, I suddenly felt a chill on the back of my head for no reason.

"This color... I feel like I've seen it somewhere before?"

"Ahem, let me introduce you," Saitama said suspiciously, rubbing the cool back of his head. Seeing this, Johnson coughed twice and offered to introduce himself, "This is my 'stand-in,' a mental clone that can think independently, like a ghost. Only those with strong mental power can see him. Saitama, you can call him F-chan."

"F-boy, hurry up and greet Saitama-nii!"

F-Zai: I've met Saitama-kun!

Saitama nodded blankly in return, "Oh, hello F-chan!"

Although this purple ghost, who looks exactly like Johnson, can't speak, Saitama can completely understand what he means.

It's like we've been best buddies for years, reaching a level of understanding where we can know each other's thoughts with just a glance.

Saitama: That's strange, why do I have this feeling?

F-chan: Bro, we've actually known each other for a long time, and... I really didn't pull your hair out!

After introducing the two, Johnson saw that Saitama's attention had shifted away from his hair, so he immediately continued to try to improve F-chan's impression, saying, "Before Genos came, F-chan helped with most of the housework, but you couldn't see him back then."

"I see, no wonder it felt strangely familiar." Saitama nodded in realization, then subconsciously swallowed and said, "It's not time to eat yet... Johnson, why did you prepare so many ingredients in advance?"

To be honest, although only two hours had passed since lunch, Saitama was actually quite hungry after a nap and the mental exhaustion from running around the world 998 times. Seeing such a sumptuous and tempting scene all of a sudden, Saitama was actually a bit hungry.

"Of course it's for making amends!" Johnson pushed Saitama to sit down on the tree stump chair. "Because of me, you've missed so many afternoons, so I should apologize."

"Don't say that, you didn't do it on purpose!"

Saitama subconsciously scratched his head, and F-chan, who was standing next to him, noticed and reflexively appeared behind him!

"Eh!!"

Under Saitama's wary gaze, F-chan solemnly extended his hand...

I started massaging his shoulders.

Feeling just the right amount of pressure on his shoulder, Saitama immediately relaxed and said, "Hey, thanks, F-chan."