City Z.

No man's land.

Boom!

King visits Saitama's house again.

"I won't see people again this time?"

He recalled the previous few times, every time he accidentally caught up with Saitama when he was not at home.

Click!

Fortunately, Saitama is at home.

"Huh? King?" Saitama opened the door in casual clothes and looked at King in surprise, "Why did you come to my house? Come in."

He invited king into the room and poured a glass of boiled water.

"Thanks."

King took the boiled water and explained with a smile: "Isn't my house destroyed by a weirdo? It's being repaired, and I have nowhere to go, so I thought of you staying here for a few days."

Saitama shook his head firmly and refused: "No, absolutely not. My house is too small and too crowded. It is already very troublesome for Janos to live in. If you add your words, the room will be full. You drink this cup. Give me the water. I really can't live with so many people in my family."

Saitama’s house is indeed very small, with a small kitchen, a bathroom and a hall. The hall is both a living room and a bedroom. At night, he will move the coffee table to the side and spread the quilt on the floor. In the daytime, the white quilt will be folded. , Re-align the coffee table.

So the question is, how do Saitama and Janos sleep in such a small room? It should be very compact!

King mentioned a bag of food and said meaningfully: "I brought premium beef and branded cabbage, and when I lived in your house, I would always supply premium ingredients..."

Saitama's pupils shrank, and his brows were tightly twisted. After a long time, he asked King: "By the way, did you bring your toothbrush?"

"..."

King smiled, glanced at the slightly messy house, and asked, "Is Jaenos out?"

"Well, he hasn't been back since yesterday." Saitama leaned on the quilt, scratched his butt, and took out a manga and looked at it with relish. "He was damaged a lot during the battle yesterday, so he should be repaired."

"Oh." King put his backpack away, he leaned over to Saitama and glanced at the name of the comic, "Sunman?"

"Huh? King, have you read the manga too?" Saitama raised the manga, "I picked it up on the side of the road. I don't know which naughty kid threw it away."

"It's so boring to read comics." King pulled his backpack, opened it and took out various game consoles, including Xiaobawang, PSP, etc., with a complete range.

"Saitama, let's play a game!"

"Oh!"

Saitama lifted up his spirits and said, "king, come and fight!!"

Beep!

The two installed the game console.

"Saitama, this time I teach you how to fly a plane."

King turned out a classic aircraft shooting game-"Thunder Fighter" game cassette insertion.

Saitama was surprised: "Flying a plane...does it also need to be taught? Is there any special skill?"

"Of course." King laughed: "I tell you a secret technique for hitting a plane. When hitting a plane, move your fingers quickly... up, down, left and right BABA, you can release unlimited life."

Saitama was stunned, looking at her hands, and muttered: "Up and down...I can understand this, but what's the situation with BABA?"

"King, you seem to be very good at flying planes!"

King flaunted: "That is, I once won a championship in a plane."

"So strong!" Saitama exclaimed, "king, whether it's strength, games or planes, you are the number one!"

King was startled, and said, "Flying a plane is a game!"

"I know it's a game." Saitama understood: "Jenos also told me that flying a plane is a man's game."

"...Hey, Saitama, don't think about it, I'm talking about flying planes, not flying planes." King's face turned black and pointed to the game cassette and explained: "This is a fighter game!"

Saitama stayed calmly and said: "Yes, I mean games!"

"..."

King can’t laugh or cry, and is too lazy to argue with Saitama. This guy looks silly and cute, but he’s actually very smart. Maybe it’s too strong, which makes his thinking feel like returning to the original.

Saitama doesn't know many things, but doesn't care about it.

Because things that are important in the eyes of others are nothing more than trivial things in his mind. How can supermarket specials be important?

"Okay, the game is about to begin, let me introduce the rules of the game, this is a two-player game..."

King Barabara introduced the rules of the game to Saitama.

"do you understand?"

Saitama nodded and said, "Well, in short, it's just a plane!"

"...Nothing wrong."

King chooses his own fighter through the joystick, and when Saitama is also ready, the two enter the game together.

Shoo! !

At the beginning of the game, King showed his superb level of flying planes, killing offending enemies one by one, and at the same time consuming all the props that appeared.

Saitama also worked very hard and earnestly, ah, very hard and earnestly chasing the ass of the King fighter, hoping to catch up.

"Hey, king, you drive slowly, I can't catch up with you, you are speeding and you are speeding, Beep Beep Beep Beep, you see the traffic police come to the door, you have to issue a ticket."

"...Saitama, don't make a noise, it's a boss, not a traffic policeman."

"I'm right, the traffic police is the boss of you speeding guys!"

"Kill it!"

"Yeah, king, what's in that thing that looks like a box?"

"That's a prop box. Each prop box contains various props, such as laser cannons, electromagnetic cannons, pulse bombs, etc."

"Ah? It's so good, king, you leave one for me, don't eat it all, my plane is still spraying one pellet by one pellet!"

"This game is about who is fast and who eats props!"

"Don't be kidding, this is a two-player game, it's obviously a game where everyone works together, eh, king, you have eaten again, you stupid, how can I fight the boss like this?"

"Saitama, you are so noisy. I can play the boss by myself. To play the game with you is missing a salted fish who shouts 666. Just be honest with soy sauce."

"I don't want to lie down and win. King you is too arrogant. Sooner or later, I will overtake you by plane."

King and Saitama caused a quarrel because of the uneven distribution of props, oh, the main reason was that King did not give Saitama any props.

After all, the aircraft controlled by Saitama is in the state of a small rifle from beginning to end, and King has already possessed high-tech weapons such as laser cannons, beam cannons, plasma cannons, etc. No wonder Saitama is impatient.

puff!

"Hey, Saitama, don't grab my handle, it's dying, dying..."

"Haha, this item box belongs to me... ah, why did I die?"

"Nonsense, your plane is such a dish, without me being in front of you, of course you will die if you rush up."

"What, it's not because you robbed my props, you bastard."

"I do it for victory."

"It's easier to win with me."

"Ha, Saitama, stop joking, how can you win by flying a plane like this..."

"I am very good at flying!"

Jingle Bell!

Just as King and Saitama were arguing, King's phone rang, and he quickly took out the phone and put it under his ear, "Hey, I am King."

"King, come to the headquarters of the association, something big has happened..."

"What's the matter?"

"There is a guy who claims to be a weirdo in the headquarters!"

"Oh, I'm not free, you can find someone else!"

"King, this matter is very urgent..."

"I really don't have time... Hey, Saitama, you shoot, your skills in flying planes are too bad, look at me..."

"Uh, hit... hit a plane? Well, king, we will find other S-rank heroes to deal with it, sorry to bother you."

"Eh?"

King was stunned and suddenly realized, he shouted, "Hey, you misunderstand..."

Toot!

"Saitama, I want to kill you tortoise grandson!"

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