2,900A/N: It's the 6th Anniversary of this fanfic everyone! WOOHOO! Here's a special chapter for you all!
Geryuganshoop was silent as she stared up at the ceiling, her expression one of deep concentration.
"What is it, Geryuganshoop?" Boros asked. "Has that psychic you fought returned?"
"No. The energy was similar, but vastly weaker than what that little human I fought put out." Geryuganshoop answered. "Either way, it's gone now. Either it's left the area, or it's dead."
"Worried she'll find you again?" Boros asked with a smirk, making Geryuganshoop pout.
"I was strained from protecting the ship, Lady Boros! I won't have to protect anyone if we fight, so I'll definitely win should we meet again!" she boasted.
"I don't know. You haven't been training you powers for a while now." Boros stated. "If you keep sitting and doing nothing, the only thing that's going to grow is your ass."
"Please stop bringing my ass into this!" Geryuganshoop whined as she covered her ass with her hands while Boros laughed as she walked out of the room. The alien esper grumbled before she felt something drip onto her head. She reached up and felt it before bringing her hand down to see a slimy smear across her hand. "Ew! These monsters need a new base." she huffed more dripped onto her head. "Ugh! What is-" she started before she looked up to see some kind of multicolored blob hanging off the wall. She opened her mouth to say something before the blobby mass shot a stream of dark green something at her, covering her face and forcing a good portion into her mouth before she blocked and restrained the creature with her powers, leaving her to swallow the goo and cough a few times while using her power to clean her face of the remaining sludge.
"Geryuganshoop! What happened?!" Boros asked as she returned, the commotion having caught her ear.
"This*cough* thing...attacked me!" she answered before grimacing. "Made me eat something foul tasting before I contained it!"
"Well, you seem fine, so let's hope whatever it is wasn't toxic." Boros said before looking at the blob that was caught in a psychic bubble. "Now, what to do with this...thing?"
"I believe I can take it from here."
Both of them turned to see Gyoro Gyoro hovering towards them, his eye focused on the blob.
"I've been wondering where this little project of mine ran off to. I'm glad it's returned." he said.
"You made this thing?!" Geryuganshoop asked incredulously.
"I made what it used to be." GG corrected. "It escaped as it was being taken to a new container."
"What is this thing?" Boros asked as the blob started to take shape inside the barrier, which was now replaced with one Gyoro Gyoro made. It twisted and morphed before it took a human shape, then began to shift a bit more until it took on a well endowed female form. Finally, a face formed on it's head as parts of it's body flowed off it's head to act as hair, a smile on it's face.
"This was Evil Natural Water, a volatile creature I made that could absorb water and reacted to hostile emotions." Gyoro Gyoro explained as the blob woman pressed her body against the barrier, making her large breasts squish against the side. "Now, however, it seems to have mutated into something else."
"What was that gunk it made me devour and...why is it looking at me like that?" Geryuganshoop asked as she watched the slime woman smile at her with half lidded eyes, a slime tongue licking it's lips as it gazed at her.
"I'm unsure. It shouldn't have sentience, so this is all new to me. I will have to study this creature to understand the full depth of it's mutation." Gyoro Gyoro answered. "In the meantime, I suggest you retire to the infirmary along with the others."
"Others?" Boros asked.
"Yes. It appears that...she attacked a few others before coming here." Gyoro Gyoro answered before hovering away, the slime woman being pulled along in the psychic bubble. Geryuganshoop sighed before placing her hands on her stomach, a gurling sound coming from within.
"You heard her. Infirmary, now." Boros ordered.
"Yes, Lady Boros." Geryuganshoop obeyed before flying off. The alien leader watched her subordinate fly off before gazing at the ceiling in wonder.
"Similar, yet weaker. Kin to that esper she fought?" Boros asked out loud.
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"I could never be the best. Strength, intellect, street smarts and psychic powers. With these, I could've risen to the top...if not for her. My older sister, and the world's most powerful esper. Tatsumaki." Fubuki lamented. She, along with Saitama, Genos and Fubuki were all inside his apartment, with everyone else having to stay outside to not crowd the place. "Because of her, I could never be number 1 at anything. So when I became Class-B, Rank 1, I thought I could control all the heroes in Class-B and below and surpass my sister, who is a lone wolf."
"That little bra- Tatsumaki is Class-S. Why not move up to Class-A? With your powers, a top spot in Class-A can be yours." Genos asked.
"Out of the question. Even with all my power, I can never be Rank 1 in Class-A...Ever." Fubuki stated before listing off some names. "Class-A, Rank 4, Bushidrill. Class-A, Rank-3, Okamaitachi. Class-A, Rank-2, Iaian. These top heroes, disciples of the Class-S hero, Atomic Samurai, cannot rise to the top. Why? One man stands in there way. Class-A, Rank 1, Amai Mask."
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Amai Mask was walking down the road towards a ruckus while everyone else was running the other way.
"There you are." he said as he stopped and stared at the cause of the problem.
Standing some distance away and holding two injured civilians in her hands was a tall muscular woman. She had long white hair that reached all the way down to her waist, light skin, pointy ears, two black dots under each eye and claws on her hands and feet. She had on a black skirt, a headband, several ornaments, three bracelets on each wrist and a ripped fur band over a pair of large breasts.
"The cavewoman that was frozen in ice and revived by modern science, Suppon." Amai Mask continued as Suppon looked at him. "You escaped the laboratory and started to rampage, hurting innocent civilians. You are evil and a menace."
Suppon dropped the two battered civilians she had in her hands and glared at Amai Mask, her eyes glowing as she growled at him.
"The Hero Association asked me to bring you in. However...I'm not that sweet." the hero finished with a bored look.
Suppon tensed, muscles tightening to lunge at him before the ground under under suddenly erupted, sending her flying back as something shot out of the ground and landed before Amai Mask.
"Ssssso glad to meet you, Amai Masssssk!" a creature that was twice the hero's size said. It looked to be a cross between a man and a rattlesnake. "I am...The Rattler! I have come to take your head assss the firssssst ssssstep to my Sssssnake Empire!" the monster announced.
"You're interrupting my work, but I believe I can deal with you first." Amai Mask stated.
"Fool! After I kill you, I'll kill the other heroesssss the populace worsssships ssso much and-"
"Oh, shut up."
The Rattler didn't have a chance to be angry at being interrupted, his mind far too busy trying to comprehend the hole Amai Mask left in his chest. He gurgled up some blood before he fell over, organs and blood spilling everywhere from his corpse.
"Now that he's dealt with, I'll deal with-" Amai Mask started before looking up to see that Suppon was nowhere in sight. Knowing that a monster got away from him caused veins of rage to appear on his usual calm face. "...Looks like that monster got lucky. It won't be the next time we meet." he growled.
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"In this world, there are monsters that defy all logic and reasoning." Fubuki continued. "You may be a monster yourself, but you're nowhere near the level of Amai Mask or my sister, Tatsumaki. And there are monsters among monsters such as King, who they call the strongest man, and Blast, who stands atop the world of heroes. Moving to the top on our own is difficult. What's so bad about forming factions?"
"I got nothing against them. I just don't feel like joining any of them, including yours." Saitama answered. Fubuki glared at him for rejecting her again and was about to speak before everyone heard a commotion outside, followed by someone rapidly pounding on Saitama's door.
"MISS BLIZZARD! TROUBLE!"
"WE HAVE TO RUN!"
"What are they talking about?" Fubuki asked before Eyelashes and Wild Ape burst into the room.
"Hey! Take your shoes off!" Saitama yelped at the two men, both looking terrified.
"MISS BLIZZARD! WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE, RIGHT NOW!" Eyelashes yelled.
"Stop yelling and explain!" Fubuki ordered before she saw her group outside the door panicking as well, their eyes glued to something. That something made itself known as they knocked on the open door.
"Hey, Saitama. You here?" King asked in a calm voice, unknowingly causing Fubuki to stop breathing in terror.
'K-K-K-K-K-K-KING?! WHAT'S HE DOING HERE?!' Fubuki internally thought.
"Wooow. King! In person!" Mizuki whispered in wonder as Fubuki and her group trembled while the man in question walked into the room.
"Hey, you take my game with you?" he asked Saitama, who was sweating as he kept his gaze on his manga.
"Well...yeah." Saitama answered.
"I knew it. Give it back, dude." said King.
"I'm really sorry."
"It's okay. Just return it."
"...I erased your save."
"You what?"
As the two talked, Fubuki and her group just stared in gobsmacked bewilderment.
'What's going on here?! I thought King would go berserk and kill everything when he found that this place was full of monsters!'
'He didn't bat an eye at the monsters?! Why?!'
'And why is he talking to that guy like they're old friends?!'
"Hey."
Everyone looked at Raptora as she glared up at King.
"Is that game all you're here for?" Raptora asked.
"Yeah. I noticed it was-"
"Then take it and get lost!" Raptora snapped.
You could see the color drain from Mizuki, Fubuki and her entire group at the sight of a monster ordering King around.
'Has she got a deathwish?! That's King she's talking to!' Mizuki thought.
'Why is she antagonizing him someone who can level the whole Ghost Town with a blink of his eye?!' Lily thought in as she and the other Blizzard Group members quaked in fear.
'Does she not know how terrifying King can be?!' Fubuki wondered.
"Easy, Raptora. No need to be mean." Saitama said to her as he handed the game to King. She merely glared at him before turning away and grumbling at the wall.
"Still mad, huh?" King asked before examining the game console. "Huh? A button got smushed in."
"Are you still here?" Raptora huffed.
"Come on, Raptora. King said he was sorry." Saitama said before looking at Genos. "Speaking of apologies, I'm hoping that's why you came back, Genos."
"You are correct, Master Saitama. I have thought long and hard and have compiled my apology to you here, Master Saitama." Genos said before he brought out his apology, making everyone look at what had to have been a book's worth of pages stuck together before Genos began. "First, I wish to apologize for interferring with your personal life. Second, I apogolize for any misfortune that my actions have caused towards you, Master Saitama. Third-" he started before Saitama took the apology and lightly bopped Genos on the head with it.
"Stop...Stop...Stop." Saitama said with each bonk on Genos's head. "What are you doing?"
"I am apologizing for my actions, Master Saitama." Genos answered, earning another bop on the head with the paper.
"Three things. One, you're not apologizing for the right reasons. Two, you're not apologizing for the boneheaded actions you did that made me send you away. And three, you're not apologizing to the right people!" Saitama listed off. "Now, do I have to send you away again, or are you going to apologize to her and the others for what you did?" Saitama asked while pointing to Raptora.
"No. I will do as you say, Master." Genos answered before standing up and turning to Raptora. "I apologize for my words against you and the other monsters and beg for your forgiveness." he said in a stoic manner before bowing at the waist. Raptora gave him a bored look before she sighed and turned away.
"I guess that's as good as we'll get from you, so fine. Apology accepted." Raptora answered.
"If you will excuse me, Master Saitama, I must find the others and apologize as well." said Genos.
"Excuse me. What are you all doing?" a voice came from outside.
"Huh? Who is-" one member of the Blizzard Group started to say before turning and yelping in surprise, his cheeks suddenly blazing red. Other members all turned in the same direction and had the same reactions.
"Who's out there now?" Fubuki asked.
"I'll go see." Eyelashes said. He walked towards the door and stuck his head out before pulling it back in, a massive blush on his face. He then quickly walked over to Fubuki and whispered to her. "I believe that we've found the woman in the photograph."
"Is that so?" Fubuki asked as the woman in question politely asked to be let through, causing the people outside to move and let her in.
"Hi, Saitama." Nori greeted.
"Hey, Nori. Need something?" Saitama asked.
"Not really. I just came back from looking around the buildings and saw a group of people standing outside your door. Who are they?" Nori asked.
"They're a bunch of heroes that wanted me to join their group. I turned them down." Saitama answered. "Any luck finding anything out here?"
"Yep. I found a bunch of materials and..." Nori started before trailing off, her skin starting to crawl from all the looks she was getting.
Especially from Fubuki.
'It's...unreal.' the hero thought as she stared at Nori, who's fidgeting was causing her enormous tits to sway and jiggle inside the patched up sweater the monster was wearing. She had seen the size the other monster women were, but found that natural since they also towered over everyone else. Nori, however, was smaller than her, yet was sporting two overly swollen sacks of gelatin. 'How can someone so small be so huge? Is...Is this how Tatsumaki feels when she sees me?'
"Hey...Can you all...please stop staring at me?" Nori asked in a timid voice while giving them a sad look, a blush dusting her cheeks.
All of them just gasped and stared with wide eyes, their minds all coming to one conclusion from the scene before them. Monster or not...
'SHE'S...ADORABLE!'
Fubuki felt her cheeks heat up at the display before she quickly shook her head.
"W-Well, I've said my piece, so my group and I shall withdraw today!" she stated as she quickly stood up and walked towards the door. She put on her boots and stepped out, but stopped just after exiting. "Saitama, know this. I refuse to give up so easily. One way or another..." she began before casting a sharp gaze over her shoulder at him. "You will be a member of the Blizzard Group!" she declared before she left, her subordinates following after her.
"What's her deal?" Saitama asked no one in particular.
"As she explained before, she is very keen on keeping her position at the top of Class-B. There is no doubt in my mind that she will try something again in the near future, Master Saitama." Genos stated.
"Genos is right. Blizzard won't stop until you're under her thumb." Mizuki said.
"Then the answer's simple: Get to Class-A before she causes you trouble. You're already Rank-7 in Class-B, so getting to Class-A shouldn't be a problem." Raptora reminded them.
"She is right, Master. If you were to take down enough monsters, you could easily rise to Rank-1 of Class-B and surpass Blizzard, thus allowing you to move up to Class-A and be out of Blizzard's reach." Genos said in agreement before heading for the door. "If you'll excuse me, Master, I must seek the others and apologize as well."
"Okay. See you." Saitama said with a wave while Raptora sighed.
"Glad he's gone." she said before smiling at Saitama. "Well, now that that's all out of the way, what's your plan for today, Saitama?"
"Well, I don't really have anything planned. Maybe I'll just go out on patrol." he decided.
"Hey! I got an idea! Why not go on patrol with me in my home city?" Mizuki offered after she and, the Beast Queen and Kogane entered when the Blizzard Group left. "I can show you around and we can keep a lookout for trouble!"
"Sure. Got nothing better to do. Let's go." said Saitama.
"Right!" Mizuki nodded.
"Have fun on 'patrol!'" Kogane teased, making Mizuki blush and shoot a small glare at the monster before she and Saitama left.
"Hehehe...dang. Missed my chance." Beast Queen sighed.
"Maybe next time." Kogane told her.
"Kogane. Beast Queen." Genos spoke up, gaining their attention. "I wish to apologize for my earlier actions. I'm sorry." the cyborg said before bowing to them.
"Eh, it's fine./Whatever." they said before they left, leaving Genos alone in the room.
"After I find the others and apologize, I should clean Master Saitama's home. It may have gotten dusty while I was away." Genos said to himself.
()
Saitama and Mizuki were patrolling her usual route, with Mizuki giving Saitama a tour of the place.
"And over there, we have a nice little family owned restaurant. If you ever have the time, I recommend trying the strawberry milkshake. It's so sweet and is made from real strawberries and not syrup." Mizuki explained.
"Huh. Might have to try it one day." Saitama said as they kept on walking before they suddenly stopped, a whole crowd of people standing before them. "What the-? Where'd all these guys come from?"
"Oh no. Not them again." Mizuki groaned.
"You know these guys?" Saitama asked as one of them, a man in a suit and glasses, stepped forward.
"Good day, Captain Mizuki!" they shouted with a big smile. "It is good to see you again! As your fans, we hope that you have an excellent day as you patrol the streets and keep us citizens safe from monsters!"
"GOOD LUCK, CAPTAIN MIZUKI!" the rest of the group shouted.
"Yes, I will. Thank you for your continued support." Mizuki said with a strained smile, her voice sounding far less enthusiastic than it normally was.
"Hey, Mizuki. Who are these guys?" Saitama asked.
"They're-"
"We, sir, are the one and only..." the leader began before he and all the other men in the group tossed off their shirts, revealing a ton of various T-Shirts that either had pictures of, or words of praise for, Mizuki. "THE CAPTAIN MIZUKI MUSCLE WORSHIPPERS!" the leader boasted.
Mizuki groaned as she covered her reddening face while Saitama lifted a brow in confusion at the men.
"So...what? You're, like, fans of hers?" Saitama asked.
"We're more than simply fans! We are a group of men who idolize that which is the truest beauty of the world: The strong, yet feminine, muscles that rest beneath the skin of the greatest hero ever, Captain Mizuki!" the leader explained.
"...Please go away." Mizuki whispered to herself while Saitama just gave them a creeped out look.
"I really hope I never get fans like these guys." Saitama muttered as one of the group suddenly whispered in the leader's ear.
"Is that so?...Very well then." the leader whispered before speaking up. "Excuse me! You, the gentleman with a lack of hair!"
"Hey!" Saitama snapped.
"Your name. Is it Saitama?" the leader asked.
"Yeah. That's me." Saitama answered.
"The same Saitama that's been going around stealing credit from real heroes to jump the ranks?" the leader continued, a dangerous glint coming off his glasses.
"Wait a second!" Mizuki spoke up. "That's not what happened! My master doesn't-"
"Master?" the leader said through grit teeth. "So the rumors of you forcing her to work for you so you can steal her credit is true! Don't deny it!"
"Hmm. I guess a lot of people still see me as a fraud." Saitama muttered.
"Hold on a minute! Master Saitama isn't a-"
"DON'T CALL HIM MASTER! HE'S NOTHING BUT SCUM!"
"I BET HE'S WEAK TOO!"
"FOR OUR BELOVED MIZUKI! GET THE BASTARD!"
"Uh oh." Saitama muttered as Mizuki's fan club ran towards them. He sighed in annoyance before Mizuki grabbed his hand.
"This way, Master! Run!" she said before she took off, with Saitama following behind.
"Where are we going?" he asked.
"Anywhere but here!" Mizuki answered as the mob continued to chase them.
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'Anywhere but here!' Mizuki internally screamed as she ran her fingers down her face. 'Of all the places I could've chosen to hide in...WHY DID I RUN HOME?!'
"Wow. That's a lot of trophies and medals." Saitama commented as he stared at all the awards she recieved around a fireplace.
"T-Thanks!" Mizuki said with a nervous grin before looking away and fidgeting, her Master clueless to her internal torment. 'This is not good! My home is the first place my fan club would visit to look for us! What do I do if they come looking for Master Saitama?! And worst of all...I HAVE MASTER SAITAMA IN MY HOME! I'M ALONE IN MY HOME WITH SAITAMA! WHAT DO I DO?!'
"Is this you?" Saitama asked as he took a photo of a child Mizuki standing atop the 1st place spot, a golden medal around her neck.
"What?! I-I mean yes! That's me!" she quickly said as she looked at the picture. "In fact, that's...oh! That was actually my first golden medal." she said as she took the photo.
"Cool." he said before he looked at the other photos and awards. "Huh. I don't see any silver or bronze awards. You have them stowed away?" he asked, earning a chuckle.
"No. All my awards are up here." she said. "From my first sporting event until I retired to become a hero, I got the gold in everything I did."
"Really? You must've trained hard to accomplish that." said Saitama.
"Like you wouldn't believe. I pushed myself day after day with my training to stay on top. No matter the opposition, I gave it my all." Mizuki boasted.
"Wow. I'm impressed. It must've taken a lot to get that good." he said, his features becoming sharp as he threw her a smile. "Nice job."
Mizuki stared at Saitama for a moment before her face glowed crimson.
"I'LL MAKE SOME TEA!" she yelled as she ran into her kitchen. As she made the tea, her face continued to glow red. 'What is wrong with me?! Why am I acting like this?! It was only a compliment! I've gotten praised before by many others for winning those medals! My parents! My friends! All of them! None of them made me feel this way! So why?! Why is it that hearing it coming from Saitama is so much more...amazing?!' She shook her head before putting the tea down and slapped her cheeks. 'Get a hold of yourself, Mizuki! It's just a compliment! A compliment from Master Saitama! A compliment...that's making me feel like jelly!' She groaned before she went back to making the tea. 'Just...make him tea, talk for a bit, then go separate ways and return to your patrol. That's the plan.'
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
"CAPTAIN MIZUKI! ARE YOU HOME?! YOUR LOYAL FANS WISH TO KNOW IF YOU HAVE THAT DESPICABLE FRAUD IN THERE WITH YOU!"
'Whyyyyyyy?!' she mentally groaned with comical tears running down her face.
"I think your fan club is here." Saitama said as she stuck his head into the kitchen.
"Shh. I'll get rid of them." she said as she walked to the door. She answered the door to see the same group of men from before all crowding her front door. "He's not a fraud and he's not here. Please leave me alone."
"We cannot! So long as that fraud is on the loose, the possibility of him coming back to harm you in any way exists! As your loyal fans, it's our duty to protect you!" the leader declared.
"I'm not a child! I'm an adult and a hero!" she said before glaring at them. "If anything, I need protection from you. Or have you all forgotten how you tried to grope me when you thought we were all going to die when aliens came to earth?"
"T-That was a rash decision, we admit! But-" the leader began before she slammed the door in his face. "Ow..." he muttered before he straightened his loose glasses and turned to the others. "Everyone, we must be vigilant! Obviously, Captain Mizuki is too naive to understand that she's being fooled by that man, who outright claimed that he was stealing credit from others! Let us not forget his declaration during the Deep Sea Queen incident in City-J! We must protect her from him, just as she has protected us from all manner of monsters and evil! Right?!"
"RIGHT!" the group agreed.
"And...one day...we may be rewarded with a touch of those glorious muscles of hers." the leader said, a hopeful look in his eyes.
"Muscles~" the crowd all sang in response, dreamy looks upon their faces.
"So now, we must keep our eyes peeled! Watch her home in shifts and report if you see that bald phony!" the leader ordered.
"YEAH!" the crowd roared in agreement.
()
Mizuki, having listened to the whole thing from beyond her front door, paled in terror after hearing that her fans would be watching her home like a hawk. With great speed, she dashed everywhere and locked all the doors and windows, then drew all the curtains, effectively cutting everyone outside off.
"Hey, Mizuki. You okay?" Saitama asked. "You look sick. Something up?"
"I have the horrible urge to gorge myself until these muscles turn to flab." she admitted.
"That's no good. You shouldn't hurt yourself just because of what someone else says or does." Saitama scolded. "If these guys are bothering you, then why don't you just turn them in for harrassment or something?"
"...I can't." she muttered as she stared at the ground in anger and annoyance.
"Why?" Saitama asked.
"The Hero Association won't allow it." she admitted. "They got angry that I attacked them during the whole incident with the aliens. They said that a hero should never use violence against innocent civilians since it'll make heroes, and the Association, look bad. They didn't even care that they all just wanted to feel up my muscles like the disgusting perverts that they are."
"Seriously? That's just wrong." Saitama said with a frown while Mizuki slumped onto her couch.
"I know. So now, I have to worry either put on a smile and be nice to them or just avoid them altogether. And the Association is watching my activities and said they might demote me in Rank or even Class if I do something like that again." Mizuki lamented.
"Wow. That sucks." Saitama said as he peeked through the curtains of the window to see a few of fans patroling the area. "I don't think I could handle having fans like this."
"I wonder if Amai Mask ever has fans like this." Mizuki said to herself before she sat up and looked at the clock. "It's getting late."
"Yeah, it is. Genos and the others will probably be wondering where we are." said Saitama. "I should probably get back soon."
"W-Wait!" Mizuki suddenly spoke up, stopping him as he started to reach for his boots.
"Something up?" he asked, making her fidget.
"I-It's just...Since you're here already...I could, well, make us something for dinner." she said while looking away, a blush on her face.
"You sure? I don't want to impose." he said.
"It's not trouble at all! Plus...I really don't want to be alone right now. Especially with my fan club surrounding my house." she said.
Saitama stared at her before giving a soft smile.
"Okay, I get it. I'll stay." he said, making her beam in joy.
"THANKS! I-I mean...Thanks, Master Saitama." she said after collecting herself.
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Saitama was quietly reading one of the plaques inside of Mizuki's home as he waited for dinner to be ready.
"Pole vaulting...sprinting...shot put...hammer throw...That's a lot of sports that she's entered." Saitama said to himself. "I wonder if I could've been good if I tried sports?"
"Master Saitama! Dinner's ready!" came Mizuki's voice.
"Cool. Okay." he said as he walked into the next room to see a nice spread of food on the table. "Wow. Lot's of meat and veggies."
"Sorry. I'm used to having a lot of protein to fuel my muscles, so this is what I usually cook."
Saitama looked up to see a woman in a mauve T-shirt and blue jeans coming into the room with some beverages, her long orange hair cascading down her back.
"...Who are you?" Saitama asked.
"Huh? What are you talking about?" she asked. "It's me. Captain Mizuki."
"Mizuki?" Saitama repeated before he got a good look at her. "Whoa! I didn't recognize you in those clothes!"
"Hehehe. Everybody says that." she laughed as she placed the drinks on the table. "It's true that I wear my usual hero outfit a lot, but even I wear normal clothes in my own home."
"True. Even I do that." he said before lifting his cape. "But now that you say it, I feel a bit awkward wearing my hero outfit right now."
"It couldn't be helped. I brought you here out of panic, so you couldn't exactly go home and change." Mizuki said before clapping her hands together. "Anyway, let's dig in before the food gets cold!"
"Right." Saitama nodded. before they both sat at the table and began to eat. A few bites in and Saitama was smiling. "This is pretty tasty."
"You think so? I usually have something like this for dinner, so I've gotten used to the taste." Mizuki answered as she ate, her cheeks turning red again. 'Come on, Mizuki. It was just a little compliment. Don't gush over it.' she thought.
"-vite?" Saitama asked.
"Huh?" she said. "I'm sorry. What did you say?"
"I asked what your favorite sport is." he repeated. "There was a lot of them on those trophies of yours."
"Oh! Track and field! Mostly running." she answered. "Seeing how fast you can go, feeling the wind in your hair...oh, sorry." she said when she took notice of his head.
"Don't worry about it." he said as he rubbed his head. "You weren't insulting me and I asked in the first place."
Mizuki smiled but was quiet for the rest of the meal, allowing a sense of awkwardness to grow in the room.
"Well, I'm full. Dinner was great, Mizuki." Saitama complimented.
"Thank you." Mizuki said as she collected the dishes, stopping Saitama from helping her. "I got it, Master."
"You sure?" he asked, earning a nod from her. "Alright then." he said with a shrug before he walked over to the window and peeked outside.
"They still out there?" she asked as she set the dishes in hot water.
"Yep." he said as he watched her fans still wandering the streets. "Don't these guys have anything better to do?"
"If you ever get fans like them, you'll find that they don't." Mizuki said with a sigh.
"Guess neither of us can leave yet." Saitama stated before perking up as a siren went off.
"THIS IS AN ANNOUNCEMENT FROM THE HERO ASSOCIATION! A MONSTER HAS BEEN SIGHTED IN THE VICINITY! THREAT LEVEL: TIGER! ALL CITIZENS, PLEASE KEEP CLEAR OF THE AREA!"
"Oh no!" Mizuki muttered before she heard a lot of banging on her door.
"CAPTAIN MIZUKI! A MONSTER HAS BEEN SIGHTED! YOU MUST TAKE ACTION!" came the fan leader's voice.
"He's right. I need to go." she said before she ran to her room. A moment later, she came running out in her usual outfit while fixing her hair up into it's usual high ponytail. "Wanna join me, Master?"
"Sure. If it's Tiger, I think I can leave it to you." he said.
"Great! But...how will you leave without being caught?" she suddenly asked.
"I got an idea." he said with a smile.
()
The Mizuki Muscle Worshippers were eagerly waiting outside her home to see Captain Mizuki spring into action and head off to fight the monster, each of them ready to escort her there and watch her fight.
"Remember, we watch from a distance and record the battle for posterity!" the leader exclaimed to the members, all of them holding some kind of camera. All of them nearly jumped when Mizuki's front door suddenly swung open. "AH! CAPTAIN MIZU-" the leader got out before he and the others were all blown over by a powerful gust of wind, courtesy of Saitama running out the door and carrying a blushing Mizuki in his arms.
"...What just happened?" one fan asked in a daze.
"I...I don't know. But I think...I saw a glimpse of Captain Mizuki." another answered.
"Of course!" the leader suddenly yelled as he rose out of the garbage can he'd been flung into. "Captain Mizuki is always training! Therefore, her speed must have shot up to a level that we can't follow with our eyes!"
The fans all began to agree and sing her praises before the leader got out of the can.
"We must quickly go after her and watch her glorious fight! Hurry!" he ordered before running off, the others all quickly following him. It took them a good twenty minutes to arrive at the location the monster was last seen, leaving them all panting for air and sweating. They all got their cameras ready to record the fight, only to find a monster's corpse on the ground, it's head looking like it was squished into pulp.
"...It's over already?" one fan asked.
()
Saitama and Mizuki had returned to her home, which the outside was thankfully clear of any fans, and quickly got inside.
"Thanks for the lift there...and back." Mizuki said, her blush still present on her face as they stepped inside and she shut her door.
"No problem. Nice fight, by the way. You gonna be okay?" he asked her as he looked at the blood and monster bits clinging to her body.
"I'll be fine. That monster's attacks were nothing compared to Beast Queen's attacks when we do a little sparring." Mizuki said before looking down at herself with a grimace. "Still, I could go for a shower right about now."
"Same here. I'm gonna head home." Saitama said as he walked to the door. He opened it and took a step outside before he quickly walked back in.
"What's wrong?" Mizuki asked before she heard knocking on her door.
"CAPTAIN MIZUKI! ARE YOU HOME?!" the fan leader yelled, making Mizuki pale.
"Oh you have got to be kidding me!" she muttered with a shake of her head.
"I saw them running here when I stepped outside and walked back in." Saitama told her as the door kept on being knocked on.
"Ugh...Hide, Master. I'll handle this." she said. She waited until Saitama walked out of view before answering her door, too exhausted to even try to put a smile on her face. "What do you want?"
"Oh! Captain Mizuki! We're glad to see...oh my word." the leader said after seeing her in her current state. "I...I take it you defeated that monster?"
"Yes, and I wish to-"
"Then it is as I said! That was indeed you who sped out at such an alarming speed! To think that the power of your muscles has reached such grand heights!" the leader suddenly praised, her fans all cheering for her beautiful muscles. "Oh, Captain Mizuki! To even glimpse your beautiful muscles is nothing short of paradise! We beseech you to keep training to make them more beautiful! And we hope, one day, to gently caresse their fine fo-"
"ENOUGH ALREADY!"
All of her fans jumped back as Mizuki roared at them, her face red and her teeth grit and bared at them.
"I don't care what the Hero Association does to me at this point! I can't take it anymore!" she snapped. "I'm tired, I'm sore, I'm covered in monster guts and all any of you can do is bother me at my home and talk about wanting to feel me up like a bunch of perverted weirdoes! So I'm going to say the one thing I've always wanted to say to you people! GET. LOOOOOOST!"
With that, she slammed the door in their faces before roaring in her home and stomping towards her bathroom. She stripped down, jumped in and turned the water on full blast. A few minutes under the shower and she finally started to calm down. She then took her time and washed the blood and guts off her body, the hot water and soap feeling like heaven on her muscles.
"Why are they so obsessed with my body? There's lots of other women out there, and they have muscles too. I mean, Superalloy Darkshine's female fans are all more muscular than I am. Why won't they go after them? Is it because they're not heroes like me?" she asked herself as she scrubbed her body of any soap and blood. When she was thoroughly rinsed, she stepped out and dried herself off with a nearby towel. As she did, she started to wonder. "I wonder if Saitama likes muscles on a woman?" she asked herself. "He's been with Vaccine Woman and Kogane, and they're not overly muscular. They have a little muscle, but they look so smooth...Would he like human women?" she wondered, her gaze turning downcast for a moment before she shook her head. "Stop that, Mizuki! You've seen him stare at you! Don't doubt yourself!" She vigorously dried off the rest of her body and wrapped her hair in a towel before reaching for some fresh clothes. Or she would if she had remembered to grab some. "Oops. Oh well. I can just grab another pair. The blinds are drawn and the door's locked. I'll be quick." With that, she sauntered out of the bathroom and walked towards her bedroom, her body on display to nobody-
"Whoa! Mizuki!"
-except for Saitama, who was staring with wide eyes.
The athletic hero took one look at him before she went red and screamed before running into her bedroom and locking the door.
"W-W-W-WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE, SAITAMA?!" Mizuki yelled. "I-I-I THOUGHT YOU LEFT!"
"I was going to, but your fans are still outside! They said something about wanting to apologize by keeping me away from you!" came his flustered voice.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" she yelled before she slid down against her door. 'How can they not take a hint?! Now I'm still trapped in my home...with Master Saitama...WHO SAW EVERYTHING!'
The poor former pro athlete felt like crying at how the day had gone. She felt like beating up all those fans of hers for trapping her here. She felt like an idiot for not checking if Saitama had left before she walked out in the buff. She felt...hot. Very very hot.
"He...saw me." she muttered, her breathing more even, but slightly heavy.
"Hey, Mizuki."
She nearly squeaked when she heard Saitama's voice outside her door.
"Y-Yeah?!" she answered.
"You gonna be okay? Those fans of yours are everywhere outside." he told her.
"I...I don't know." she admitted.
"Well, it's getting late." he said. A few moments of silence came before she heard him again. "You want me to stay for the night?"
"...Yes."
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Saitama laid on the couch in Mizuki's living room. She had allowed him to use her shower and, after putting on a shirt and shorts, lent him some clothes as well while she washed his hero outfit since it had gotten blood on it when he carried her. Now it was night, he was on the couch, and he couldn't sleep a wink. It wasn't because he was protecting Mizuki. It wasn't because he kept hearing Mizuki's fans talk about keeping an eye out for him.
It was the image of Mizuki that was burned into his brain that was keeping him awake.
He could still see every part of her body in full detail, despite it happening hours ago. Her well defined abs without bulk. Her sculpted muscles that appear as though they were artistically shaped. Her sturdily built and robust legs. Her well endowed breasts that bounced with each step she took. Her plump yet toned ass that jiggled as she ran away.
He suddenly sat up and rubbed his red face with a groan, the room suddenly feeling hot.
'Crap! I think I'm starting to think like her fans!' he mentally groaned as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get Mizuki out of his mind. He could see her every time he closed his eyes. He blinked a few times and noticed he saw her even when they were open. He thought he was losing his mind before he heard the heavy breathing and looked up to see that it was the real Mizuki towering over him, her form barely hidden under her shirt and shorts. The two kept staring at each other in silence for an unknown time before Mizuki gently took Saitama's hand and lead him to her room. He walked in, she locked the door and they both ended up on her bed, their lips locked together in a simple kiss.
The two kept on kissing as they hands gently roamed each other's body, their hands feeling each of the other's powerful muscles. They separated for air for a moment before they kissed again, their tongues now exploring the other's mouth as they embraced the other. The bed creaked as they rolled over a few times, their moans mixing in as the two heroes tasted each other. They split again so they could remove their shirts, allowing them to gaze at each other's pecs and abs, with Saitama raking in her braless tits as well.
Mizuki was now under Saitama, the bald hero reaching down to gently grope and massage her tits. She had to stiffle a yelp when he leaned down took her right nipple into his mouth, the intense sensation making her whole body heat up. When he started to suck on both of her nipples, she decided to get back at him by reaching down and grabbing his ass, which only made him tense and bite down on them. The action sent her over, making her muffled her moan with one hand as her back arched, tears leaking from her eyes as Saitama continued to play with her breasts. Her body spazzed as her fluids soaked her shorts before she finally calmed down, leaving her a sweating mess under Saitama. The two looked at each other again before they both discarded their shorts, leaving them both bare as Master and Disciple prepared to cross the line.
He backed up off of her, allowing her to see his fully erect dick. She shivered at the sight as she turned around and got on all fours, her ass and pussy on full display for him. He grabbed her hips, lined up his twitching cock and, after a nod from her, thrust into her. Her yell of pain/pleasure stirred something deep within him, making him practically snort smoke as he slowly took her from behind. Mizuki's body ached for a while before the pain gave way, allowing herself to truly experience euphoria as Saitama's dick was pushed deeper and deeper into her with each thrust. The sound of the bed creaking was now mixed in with Saitama's grunts and Mizuki's quiet wailing, their bodies covered in sweat and the room full of their musky odor. The baldy was now balls deep into Mizuki, who's mind had completely turned into mush at that point. Her eyes were glassy before she felt her walls clamp onto his dick, causing her to scream as her climax ripped through her as she felt Saitama fill her with his seed. Their combined peak lasted for a good 30 seconds before their bodies relaxed.
Saitama was still upright while Mizuki had collapsed under him, her ass still hanging in the air. The two of them stayed that way until Saitama pulled himself out of Mizuki, his still erect dick covered in both their fluids. Mizuki turned herself around underneath Saitama and looked up at him with a smile on her face. She then noticed that Saitama was still stiff and gained a smirk before holding her arms out to him, her legs slowly spreading to allow him back him.
It was an invitation he was all too happy to accept...all night long.
-Morning-
Captain Mizuki laid in her bed, a smile on her face despite how sore she felt. She slowly opened her eyes to see Saitama staring back at her with a smile of his own. The two were quiet as they cuddled closer before Mizuki's cellphone went off. She sighed as she reached over and took the phone off her bedside table and looked to see it was the Hero Association calling. With great reluctance, she answered.
"Captain Mizuki! I believe that we made it clear about how you're supposed to act around the public, especially to your fans! Have you forgotten what we said about how this could have a negative impact on the Association's public image?! Yet despite all that, you tell them to shut up and get lost?! I know that they're odd and tried to be grabby, but you still can't assault civilians! You are to report to the nearest branch of the Hero Association immediately! We must discuss your behavior and-"
The rest of the rant was cut off when Saitama reached over and gently shut the phone, cutting the connection as he put the phone away, leaving the two heroes in peace.