One Punch of Justice

Chapter 280 Buddha Statue (Extra)

This is a side story, the story takes place in Saitama's original world.

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"Give me two baked sweet potatoes, please."

It was snowing heavily, and Saitama, who was wearing a thick winter coat, a hat and a scarf, stood in front of a stall selling baked sweet potatoes. As he spoke, hot mist came out of his mouth.

Today is Christmas.

KING invites Saitama and Genos to his house.

Genos will be late because he has to deal with the disaster, so now only Saitama is walking in the snow alone.

Although I don't really care much about festivals, but since I received the invitation, let's bring some presents...

Saitama thought so.

Then I took the two baked sweet potatoes wrapped by the boss and prepared to pay.

But……

"……scare?"

Touching the empty pocket, Saitama's mouth twitched a bit: "...my wallet... seems to be lost, I clearly remember to take it with me when I go out."

Having said that, Saitama habitually looked left and right.

After confirming that Fubuki was not found, Saitama's face was full of regrets visible to the naked eye.

"That... please wait a moment, I'll go back and look for it."

Saitama gave the baked sweet potatoes to the boss, put his hands in his pockets, and walked back along the footprints he had made when he came. He looked very carefully, but unfortunately he didn't find anything after walking two streets.

Fortunately, it snowed a little bit today.

There was hardly anyone on the road.

So you don't have to worry about being picked up by others...

"I found my wallet again!!!"

well! ?

Saitama was still looking for it with his head down, when he suddenly heard an excited voice not far in front of him, looked up, and found a middle-aged man with red eyes smiling all over his face, holding in his hand, the one he accidentally held. Lost wallet.

"Thank you Buddha, thank you Buddha..."

As soon as Saitama walked over, he heard the middle-aged man talking non-stop, and then he put it in his pocket and was about to leave.

"...Hey, that's mine, don't just stuff it in your own pocket."

Hearing Saitama's voice, the middle-aged man turned his head vigilantly, clutched his pocket and the wallet inside tightly, looked Saitama up and down several times, and then sneered: "Don't think I will be fooled, this is a gift from the Buddha. Give me something, I say you...have an honest face, it's not good to lie casually, you will be punished!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Saitama looked blank: "I want to buy baked sweet potatoes, return the wallet to me quickly."

"Ahem..."

The middle-aged man not only had red eyes, but also had an unhealthy pale complexion. After coughing twice, he looked a little impatient: "You bastard, don't pester me anymore! I said it was something given to me by the Buddha. Get out of the way! Don't waste my time! I'm going to buy a tribute!"

At this point, Saitama is no longer in a hurry to get his wallet back.

Instead, he became interested in the "Buddha" that this person repeatedly mentioned.

"Buddha? What is that?"

Saitama blinked: "And you are sick, it would be better if you don't go out?"

"Hmph, what do you know..."

The middle-aged man turned around and walked towards the distance against the wind and snow: "This kind of minor illness, with the blessing of the Buddha, will be cured soon... Whether it is pain or disease, nothing can hurt me..."

Saitama glanced at him: "Oh."

"...You don't seem to believe it at all."

The middle-aged man was not happy when his faith was questioned: "You don't understand anything at all. There is a statue enshrined in Tianwang Temple. As long as you enshrine it to him, you will be blessed with good luck. No matter it is a strange person or an earthquake, any disaster will happen. will not come upon us, he is the true God..."

"That's it."

Saitama nodded knowingly, and asked solemnly with salty fish eyes: "So did he show you his ID card?"

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"You stupid!"

The middle-aged man slapped his face suddenly, feeling like an idiot: "Talking to you is a waste of my time! It is because of the existence of the Buddha that the temple has not been attacked by strange people. By the way, Since enshrining the Buddha, I often pick up wallets..."

Saitama's head was full of black lines: "Hey, you really dare to say it in front of the owner..."

...

that's all.

Because of this middle-aged man's stubbornness and Saitama's curiosity about "Buddha", Saitama followed the middle-aged man for a long time in a snowy day, and finally found a convenience store that was not closed, bought a lot of seasonal fruits, and then Holding him in his arms, he walked back against the wind and snow like that.

A rare tranquility.

In this weather, even weirdos are reluctant to go out...

Walked for a long time.

Saitama followed the middle-aged man to a temple in the wild barren hills.

Although it was snowing heavily outside and even the streets of the city were deserted, there were surprisingly many people lined up piously on the steps in front of the temple entrance.

The middle-aged men also lined up behind them.

Saitama walked directly to the door, looked inside, saw all kinds of people, and heard such prayers...

"Please bless me to win the first prize in the next lottery!"

"Buddha, please make the second-ranked S-level tornado fall in love with me, please!"

"Me! Me! I want to marry Sweetheart Mask!"

"I donated a lot of money, Lord Buddha, please let the president of my rival company be hit and killed by a car!"

"Buddha, let me be the grandson of the millionaire Algni!"

...

The Buddha statue standing in the middle of the temple clasped its hands together, listening to such words in its ears, neither happy nor sad.

The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger, but the queue is getting longer and longer.

finally……

"Boom!!!"

In the mountain, a snowman so huge that it seemed to cover the sky was condensed into shape, its eyes were scarlet, and it even grew fangs!

"I am Grandpa Snowman!"

The extremely huge snowman roared towards the sky: "Because it is too big and close to the sun, I had to endure a week of heavy snow to show up. My dear snowman son and snowman grandson are dead. I want to avenge mankind!!! "

The sound was deafening, resounding through the valley!

Although the people in front of the temple were panicked, they did not lose their minds. They still tightly surrounded the temple, holding on to the pillars, believing that this Buddha statue could relieve them of disasters.

pity……

"call!!!"

The blizzard is whizzing by!

Grandpa Snowman uprooted the entire temple and blew it into the sky just by blowing one breath!

Cold and weightless!

It wasn't until we clearly faced the most direct horror that we realized the trembling that went deep into the soul!

"ah!!!"

There were screams and cries.

People despaired, collapsed, and even yelled at the Buddha statue that was devoutly believed in just a second ago, full of ugliness!

Then.

At this most desperate moment!

Suddenly a figure jumped up, braving the blizzard, grabbed the roof with one hand and pushed the entire temple back to the ground!

"boom!!!"

After a loud noise, the snow cleared.

"I said you..."

On the roof, the plush hat was blown away somewhere.

The scarf was raised, and a bald man stood there, maintaining a punching posture.

And in front of him was a sky snowman whose chest was punched out with a huge hole several thousand meters in diameter.

Close your fist and turn around.

Saitama glanced at the people paralyzed in the snow: "... People, it's better to rely on yourself."

After a brief silence, cheers and cries sounded again.

Someone thanked Saitama.

It was a very perfunctory tone.

Because they have to vent their anger to calm their emotions for the rest of their lives.

The former believers picked up the Buddha statue and threw it down the mountain in disgust, cursing the most vicious curses, and then dispersed in a short time.

But the middle-aged man did not leave.

He knelt on the ground as if his life had collapsed, the fruit spilled all over the floor, and kept repeating in a low voice: "I obviously spent so much money to worship him, but he can't even protect me..."

"It's the convenience stores that make the money."

At some point, Saitama walked up to him and squatted down, and then glanced at the place where the tributes were placed in the dilapidated temple: "And the things are just left there and broken... In fact, this 'Buddha' is not Didn't take anything?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback, as if a little unwilling: "But I bought the best incense..."

"Ah, that happens all the time."

Saitama nodded: "Mother will put green peppers in the child's bowl, but the child may not like it... So, can you return the wallet to me?"

...

After getting his wallet back, Saitama didn't continue to buy roasted sweet potatoes.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, looking at the fallen Buddha statue in the snow, Saitama reached out to help him up.

"It's really idle, those people..."

Saitama patted the snow on his hands, turned and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, the sound of shoes stepping on the snow suddenly came from not far away.

Saitama looked back, only to find that it was a little girl whose face was flushed red from the cold.

When she saw the Buddha statue, she had a happy smile on her face. She seemed to be relieved, and then she took off the pair of red gloves on her hand very piously, placed them in front of the Buddha statue, and then bowed and whispered: "Buddha, Buddha, I Only this, this is for you, don't be angry with your mother, okay?"

It turned out that she had come with her mother.

Because the Buddha statue failed to protect her mother, her mother and others threw the Buddha statue down the mountain just now.

But the little girl felt guilty.

Because she didn't think the Buddha owed them anything.

So sneak in and use your own gloves as an apology.

What a sensible child.

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"Can you ask her for me, if she has any wishes?"

...

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from Saitama's mind.

Saitama was taken aback and glanced at the Buddha statue.

Stuffy, stiff, lifeless.

Saitama thought for a while, and finally asked the little girl: "...Well, do you have a wish to come true?"

"desire?"

The little girl blinked, shook her head obediently, and bowed to the Buddha statue again: "You are the one who asked the big brother to ask me, thank you, I am very happy, and I hope you, the Buddha, are also happy and safe."

Suddenly.

Saitama smiled when he saw the Buddha statue.

The little girl walks away.

Saitama stood in the snow for a long time.

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"Ah...really..."

It was already noon when we arrived at KING's house.

Saitama complained while shaking the snow in the entrance: "...suddenly it started to snow again, and it drifted into the neck, making it chilly."

Janos and KING came over from the room.

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"Didn't the teacher wear a scarf when he went out in the morning?"

"Give it to a friend."