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"Hey! Have you thought it through? Do you want to join my organization or not?"

"To tell you the truth, as a B-level, you have no other option but to join our organization."

"Because I've already secured the top spot in Rank B, you'll never be able to advance to Rank A without joining my organization!"

A woman with a slender figure, stunning beauty, and a resemblance to Tatsumaki, wearing a mink coat, stood at the door of Saitama's house and threatened him.

"You're so annoying!"

"I've said it so many times, I'm not interested in your organization, and please stop bothering me!"

Saitama looked at the stunningly beautiful woman with a graceful figure in front of him and said angrily.

Are you really not going to reconsider?

The beautiful woman stepped forward and asked.

"Not considering it!"

After Saitama finished speaking, he closed his door.

"Bang!"

"it hurts!"

The closing door slammed right into the graceful woman's high, straight nose.

The graceful beauty gently touched her face, feeling the soreness on the bridge of her nose. Tears welled up uncontrollably; the sensation was extremely intense.

"Damn bald guy..."

The beautiful woman kept muttering her wishes, hoping that Saitama would grow his hair long and healthy.

"Excuse me, is this Saitama's house?"

Just as the beauty was muttering curses at Saitama, a hoarse yet authoritative voice rang in her ears.

"Who are you? Let me tell you, that bald bastard inside is already mine. You're too late..."

"Um, you are, that S-class hero who's ranked even higher than my sister, currently tied for first place in S-class with Blast, Jupiter? The legendary strongest hero who defeated a god-level monster?"

The woman, with her graceful figure and perfect curves, felt slightly indignant upon hearing the voice beside her, but when she looked up and saw the person's face, she was completely taken aback.

"Bang bang bang!"

Jupiter recognized the girl in front of him; Fubuki was Tatsumaki's younger sister, a superhuman with great potential for advancement. If properly developed, her future achievements might not be inferior to Tatsumaki's.

Faced with such a promising and absolutely stunning beauty, Jupiter merely nodded slightly. At this moment, his mind was only on the person inside the door, sitting in the house eating boiled cabbage, his very bald chosen champion.

Chapter 108 Jupiter and His Bald Chosen Champion

As we all know, Horus, the emperor's most beloved son, is bald, as is Saitama. Jupiter aspires to become the emperor of humanity across the multiverse!

Therefore, we can apply a very simple formula to obtain...

The conclusion that Saitama is actually Jupiter's future chosen champion is well-founded.

"Dong dong dong..."

Jupiter kept knocking on the door, patiently waiting for his champion to open it for him.

"I've already said I'm not interested in joining you!"

After Jupiter had been knocking on Saitama's door for five minutes with impeccable politeness and patience, Saitama, who was sitting inside eating boiled cabbage, finally couldn't take it anymore. He pushed open the door with an annoyed expression and shouted angrily. Then he saw Jupiter carrying thirty kilograms of A5 grade beef that he had bought from a high-end supermarket.

"Sniff sniff~"

Saitama looked at Jupiter with a dazzling light in his eyes—no, to be precise, Saitama looked at the A5 beef in Jupiter's hand with a dazzling light in his eyes.

"It's been a long time, Saitama. I haven't had a chance to thank you for taking care of Blue Star for me last time. I've been quite busy lately, so I only managed to squeeze out a little time today to come and see you..."

"Have you already started eating? Did I come at the wrong time? Maybe I should come another day..."

Jupiter looked at Saitama and asked deliberately.

No! You've come at the perfect time!

Saitama's hand, quite uncooperatively, grabbed Jupiter, who was about to leave.

"That's great! I brought some beef. How about we have hot pot together?"

Jupiter placed the thirty pounds of beef in his hand into Saitama's hand.

"Can I really have all of these?"

"To be honest, I feel a little unworthy of this honor, after all, I only did some small things within my ability."

Saitama looked at the beef in his hand with some embarrassment.

"of course."

"If you don't eat it, I can't finish it all by myself, and it'll probably spoil in the end~"

"Do you want this beef to spoil?"

Jupiter patted Saitama on the shoulder. He looked at the hero in front of him who kept saving humanity from dire straits but couldn't even afford beef. He was just doing it out of pure interest. His eyes were full of satisfaction, especially for Saitama's shiny bald head. Who wouldn't want a tough, bald champion?

"Of course not! These are precious ingredients! Even if they spoil, they'll spoil in our stomachs!"

"You haven't eaten yet, have you? We just cooked a pot of food, come in and eat!"

Saitama was in high spirits and couldn't wait to start eating the beef.

"it is good……"

Jupiter nodded almost imperceptibly, then turned to look at Fubuki, who was slumped on the ground behind him.

"She's my friend's younger sister, you should know her too, she's the little one who's always floating around."

Jupiter pointed to Fubuki, who was slumped on the ground, seemingly unsettled, and spoke softly to Saitama.

"what……"

"That arrogant little kid!"

Upon hearing Jupiter's words, Saitama immediately remembered something. He seemed to vaguely hear the arrogant, cocky 'elementary school student' pointing at his bald head and cursing him as a dead bald man.

"She doesn't seem to have eaten either..."

"Look..."

Jupiter asked for the opinion of his chosen champion.

"Then let's come in and eat together!"

"Let me make this clear first: I absolutely, absolutely, absolutely will not join your so-called organization!"

Saitama is very generous. Even if Jupiter didn't bring any beef, if Jupiter or Fubuki told Saitama they were hungry, Saitama would still enthusiastically take them home to enjoy the 'corpses' of the Cabbage Monster and the Onion Monster together.

"Let's go in together!"

After Jupiter had consulted Saitama, he looked at Fubuki, who was lying on the ground, and spoke.

"Ah, okay, sure, no problem!"

Fubuki, whose brain had completely shut down, just kept nodding, practically agreeing with everything she encountered.

"Jenos, we have guests today!"

Saitama returned to the house and happily recounted the story.

"It's rare to have guests!"

Wearing an apron and a nanny's hat, Genos walked out of the kitchen upon hearing this and addressed Saitama, Jupiter, and the others.

"Hello."

Jupiter glanced at the comically dressed budget soldier and greeted him.

"The number one S-rank? So you've finally realized how powerful the teacher is?"

Genos's gaze was slightly scrutinizing; he seemed to harbor a hint of doubt about Jupiter's purpose in coming.

"Let's eat!"

Just as Genos was about to ask something, Saitama had already impatiently sat down next to the hot pot.

"Have a meal."

Jupiter sat down, enamored with Saitama.

"Um……"

"Let's eat first then."

Genos kept staring at Jupiter, but considering that Saitama, as both his teacher and master, hadn't said anything, he had no right to interrupt, so he remained silent and obediently followed Saitama's instructions, sitting around the hot pot.

"The seventeenth-ranked S-class cyborg is here too, and he's even this B-class newbie's apprentice?"

"The number one S-class hero, Jupiter, who defeated a god-level monster and killed a god, actually came to visit in person?"

"Who exactly is this guy, no, who is everyone in this room?"

Fubuki stared at the three people who were eating hotpot and bragging, feeling utterly confused.

"Saitama, will you be my chosen champion?"

Jupiter sat beside Saitama and asked calmly.

"What is the Chosen Champion?"

Saitama kept stuffing beef into his mouth and asked in confusion.

"The one who destroys all intelligent aliens other than humans in order to eat beef is the chosen champion."

Jupiter wasn't exactly fooling Saitama; he just didn't tell the whole story.

"For the beef?"

Saitama's eyes were somewhat sharp.