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"Abominable, why can't I win!!?"

In the room of the Hagi Space, Saitama was frantically wailing with her hair furious.

Once again, he saw the familiar 'YOULOSE' red font on the large LCD screen in front of him.

Yuyuan patted Saitama's shoulder and comforted: "Saitama-kun, don't be discouraged, you are much better this time than last time."

Before winning Saitama, he wouldn't lose even a little bit of blood, but today Saitama was able to consume him a small square.

From this aspect, it is enough to see that Saitama has improved, of course, it may also be the reason why he is not very proficient in his new game.

"Hagen-sama, please have another round!"

Saitama picked up the handle again, not wanting to stop there.

Glancing at the clock, Yuyuan raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but remind: "Now the time is close to twelve, Saitama-kun, aren't you ready to exercise today?"

From six o'clock in the evening, it was only now that he and Saitama put the handle down to rest.

The game needs to be moderate, otherwise it is easy to become addicted, but because of the game, Saitama, an inspirational young man who has become a hero, cannot be practiced and scrapped.

"Uh... yes, I haven't started exercising today. "

The movement in Saitama's hand suddenly froze.

If it weren't for Yu Yuan's reminder, to be honest, he would have forgotten about it.

Although the game is very attractive, after all, it is his life goal, and the momentary pleasure of the game is nothing compared to it.

"That, Hagen-sama, please send me out."

This space is controlled by Yuyuan, and Saitama himself has no way to get out at all.

"The gate of the other world is outside, I won't go out to see you off myself." Yuyuan waved his hand lightly and teleported Saitama out.

The next second, Saitama appeared in front of the shrine's worship hall.

He took out the 5 yen he had prepared in his pocket and put it in the cash box in front of him.

Put your hands together and pay respectful respect.

"Hagen-sama, thank you for your hospitality today."

After speaking, Saitama walked towards the torii passage that had become a door again.

With Saitama's departure, the moment the torii passage closed, there was a white pure circular light source, shuttling into the hands of the other space and flying into Yuyuan's hand.

"Huh?" With a simple glance, Yuyuan was slightly surprised, and he found that the light source in his hand could enhance the strength of the physique, as well as the longevity.

Of course, the lifting has no effect on the feather edge.

But if the object is an ordinary human being, it will be completely different.

Even if a baby without the power of a chicken is integrated, it can lift more than 100 pounds, and it is not a problem to live for an extra hundred years.

That is to say, the light source in front of you can develop ordinary humans into superhumans.

"But why didn't Saitama show up last time? Could it be that this is the same as the game, and the explosion rate is not possible? Or is this a reward for changing the original life plot in advance..."

Yu Yuan didn't think too much about this, and the light source in his hand was stored by him as soon as he thought about it.

"It's an interesting thing, I'll leave this for Asuna."

......

......

One punch world.

Passing through the Torii Gate of Another World, Saitama returns to her apartment.

He looked at the clock on the wall and found that it was only one o'clock in the afternoon, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Whew~ It's good that today hasn't passed yet."

Simply made yourself a nutritious lunch.

After a quick sweep, Saitama covered the door of his home that led to Hagen Shrine with a cloth.

Saitama wonders if the 'door' that appeared in his home and whether other creatures were able to pass through it to reach the shrine.

It's not that he's afraid of being discovered by people who travel through the world, it's just that his world is full of weirdos.

It would not be good if, due to his own carelessness, an evil weirdo passed through the 'door' and disturbed Hagen-sama.

After making sure that the 'door' was completely covered, Saitama walked out of the house and locked the security door before leaving.

Leaving the house and walking out of the complex, Saitama covered his forehead with his hand and looked up at the blue sky.

The sunlight is a little harsh, but it's very mild.

"Come on today too!"

Saitama clenched his fists and cheered himself up.

Although he has been exercising for two or three days, it is still a difficult challenge for him.

Every time he followed the training method and exercised for a round, he would feel the imminent death feeling that his body had reached its limit.

“...... Saitama-kun, are you going to exercise today? "

The uncle of the specialized clothing store near the community noticed that Saitama was ready to go, looking ready to go out.

"Yes, after all, I want to be a hero."

Saitama smiled confidently.

Seeing Saitama's face that had not been baptized by the years, the uncle of the clothing store couldn't help but sigh.

"It's good that young people are energetic, I used to dream of becoming a hero, but unfortunately I don't have the talent to be a hero..."

Speaking of this, the uncle of the clothing store suddenly remembered something and continued:

"By the way, when I was young, I also made a battle suit with my own hands, and I was going to wear it on the day I became a hero, but after so many years, I almost forgot about it."

From the cabinet behind him, the clothing store master rummaged through the suit with the white cape.

Holding the battle suit in both hands, his eyes full of nostalgia, he raised his head and handed the battle suit in his hand to Saitama.

"Saitama-kun, this suit will be given to you, now at my age, it is no longer suitable to have this suit that carries my childhood heroic dreams."

"Instead of burying it here in ashes, it is better to give the battle suit to Saitama-kun, so that my dream can be carried on."

"This... I can't take it. "

Saitama quickly waved his hand and refused.

Something that carries the dreams of youth sounds very important.

"Even if you don't wear it, please accept it."

The uncle of the clothing store showed a look that if Saitama did not accept it, he would not give up, and his attitude was extremely resolute.

“...... All right. "

Saitama was forced to take it helplessly.

However, this suit is quite suitable for his appetite, and the handsome cape and golden belt completely stand on his aesthetics.

Suddenly, Saitama noticed a brand new thread on his clothes, which did not look at all like the material used decades ago, and he said with a strange face

"Boss, actually, this is a dress that you have only made recently, right?"

"Haha, or was it discovered? It's really a young man, and observation is care. "

The uncle of the clothing store suddenly laughed, as if he wanted to hide the embarrassment of being exposed to the lie.

“........."

Saitama showed a speechless expression.

The stories he had listened to for so long were all made up, and he still listened to them with relish.

“...... I said uncle, you won't have to collect money next, right? "

Saitama was ready to return the clothes at any time.

"How come, the clothes will be given to you when they are said to be given to you, but I don't make them all up, I really dreamed of being a hero when I was young."

The clothes store master's expression suddenly became serious again, but Saitama would not believe a word.

“...... Uh-huh. "

Saitama responded perfunctorily.

Since you don't have to give money, you can accept it with peace of mind.

Seeing the uncle of the clothing store open his mouth, he seemed to want to say something.

Seeing this, he quickly picked up his clothes and fled, and went directly to start today's 10-kilometer long-distance running plan.

Although the rest are very respectful of the old and love the young, he can't waste today's important exercise time because of the story made up by the uncle.

Looking at Saitama's back as he left in a hurry, the clothing store master did not mean to blame.

He was silent for a long time, put his hands behind his back, shook his head lightly and walked back to the store.

"Young people just can't bear it, but heroes... It's a heavy synonym. "

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