Konoha's talent

"Okay, Saitama-kun!" Bai Jue didn't mind, watching Saitama take the food, and just stood there staring at Saitama.

"Is there anything else?" Saitama was a little puzzled, and his eyes fell on Bai Jue.

"Um... Well, this question is a bit presumptuous, but I really want to know." Bai Jue grinned, showing curious eyes.

Leaning the bowl against his stomach, Saitama motioned to Bai Zetsu to continue.

"You know, well, I don't eat, so I don't need to go to the bathroom, but I always want to know what it's like to go to the bathroom."

Bai Jue rubbed his hands, a little embarrassed.

Saitama looked at Bai Jue's serious expression, knowing that he was not joking, so he put the bowl to his mouth and started eating, and didn't intend to ignore him.

If it weren't for rolling his eyes, it would require a lot of muscles to work together, and it would consume a lot of money, so Saitama would rather have one against Bai Zee.

"Hey, can't you just talk about it? I really want to know!"

Bai Jue was a little unhappy, squatting directly on the rock beside Saitama, staring at Saitama with both eyes.

"It's still so bitter, and this color always makes me feel like it's wrong."

Saitama didn't care about Bai Zetsu's eyes, and moved the white paste in the bowl to Bai Zetsu's side, trying to compare the difference between the two.

"Are you sure you don't really go to the toilet?" Saitama was suspicious of what he eats every day, and he looked at Bai Jue.

"Hey!" Bai Jue couldn't understand the smile, turned and left, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

Watching Bai Jue leave, Saitama began to eat the bowl honestly.

Although the appearance is really unacceptable, Saitama knows that this mushy white food can speed up the break-in of the new body and provide the body's daily energy needs.

Saitama ate very slowly, and it took him nearly half an hour to go sluggishly all night.

After eating, Saitama set aside the bowl made of black rock and began to familiarize himself with his body carefully.

[Amaterasu] The original body of Saitama was burnt to pieces, but fortunately, the man who saved him was called Uchiha Madara.

Saitama doesn't know how long Madara has used it, anyway, his current body looks good, except that most of it is pale white, there is nothing unusual about it.

With his back close to the rock, ignoring the cold touch of the rock, Saitama quietly looked at the darkness ahead.

Saitama, who has just regained his mobility in the past few days, has not yet walked out of the grotto where he cultivated, and he currently does not have the foot power to support him in the operation of walking.

In the darkness over there, Shirazu and Madara should be there. Saitama is looking forward to the scene of Madara facing Madara after he really recovers, but it is still early.

Slowly raising his left hand, Saitama touched the short inch of his head.

This has just grown out during this period of time, and the hair that had been gray due to the overdraft of vitality has long disappeared in [Amaterasu].

The hair that has just grown out, because it is short, feels a bit tangy to the touch, but it can give Saitama a different irritation.

So in the last few days, when he has nothing to do, he will touch his head a few times to stimulate the nerves in his palm.

Damn it!A falling sound came from the darkness to Saitama's ear. He was not surprised, and looked there normally.

"Bai Jue, I'm very surprised, why do you fall down there every time."

Saitama controlled the muscles on his face and said mockingly.

Every day if it were not for fighting with Bai Jue, or taunting each other, Saitama felt that he would be driven crazy during this time.

"Hey!" Bai Jue did not quibble. He knew that Saitama would catch his sore spot and shoot again as soon as he answered, so he learned to behave wisely-keep silent!

When he came to Saitama, Bai Jue showed a complicated expression and said, "Can you walk?"

"I don't know, I should be able to try it!" Saitama tried to control his legs and found that he could move easily.

"Then I will help you stand up and move slowly for a while?"

Bai Jue grinned and stretched his hand to Saitama's shoulder.

I have to say one more thing here.

Due to [Amaterasu], Saitama didn't wear anything after being rescued, and on the second day after waking up, Saitama could not bear the strange look in Bai Jue's eyes.

Bai Jue, who has no gender distinction, is always curious about something, just like a problem baby.

So Saitama strongly urged Bai Jue to find him some clothes. Of course, although the warm-hearted Bai Jue could not understand Saitama's shame, he was still willing to help Saitama.

On that day, Bai Jue found the clothes he needed for Saitama.

And now, the black robe that Saitama is wearing is the one that Bai Jue used to put on him.

After all, Saitama at that time had no mobility.

"hiss!"

As soon as he stood up, Saitama's legs were soft, and he fell towards the ground.

Fortunately, Bai Jue held Saitama to the side and hugged him.

"This is the first time I walked!"

Bai Jue grinned, her fangs gleaming in the faint light, and a gleeful smile on her face.

"Next time you comfort someone, can you keep your laughter away?"

Saitama knew that Bai Jue's body was a funny comparison, and did not hesitate to hit him.

"Hey!" Bai Jue tilted his head aside, not planning to pay attention to Saitama.

This is the first time that Saitama has stood up since his "new life". Although his legs are intact, his strength is not very good, so Saitama feels his legs are soft as soon as he stands up.

But soon, Saitama got used to his current legs, put one hand on Bai Jue's shoulder, and could walk slowly.

"Don't be too anxious, your body will only be better now than before, but there is a process of slowly adapting."

Bai Jue frowned as he watched Saitama walk, and began to explain to him.

"Yeah." Saitama nodded. He didn't deny that the new body composed of Bai Jue and the inter-column cells was really good, but at the beginning, there was still a gap in his heart.

"How long have I been here?" Saitama asked a question he was more concerned about.

"Uh, a few months? I'm not very clear."

Bai Jue was stunned. He didn't have any concept of time in his mind. As a product of the sacred tree, time had already fixed on him.

"Oh."