Kitahara Sosuke's ho, in the room that was originally a storage room.
During the ti his parents were away, he had secretly transford it into a place convenient for exercising.
There were already various fitness equipnt that his parents had bought when they were ho, and now he had secretly added many new variations.
The faint sound of a man's breathing filled the air.
His toned and refreshing appearance occasionally made the eyes of so experienced middle-aged won on the street light up with a special brilliance.
However, Kitahara Sosuke wasn't interested in these.
"...99, 100, done!"
Bare-chested and wearing only a pair of long pants, Sosuke easily completed a full set of Saitama's training regin.
And this was under the premise of wearing various tal weights all over his bare upper body and legs.
The weight exceeded 70 kilograms, an exaggerated number.
If it were in his previous life, with Kitahara Sosuke's current physical fitness, he could completely try to beco an athlete and easily win various world championships, breaking all sorts of world records.
But here, he was still far from the monster like Makoto Kyogoku who could lift an out-of-control bread truck.
He needed much, much more effort to achieve his goal.
By the way, if it were an otaku like Tomoya Aki, carrying these things on his body, he wouldn't even be able to do the simple action of pushing himself up for a push-up.
And for Sosuke at this mont, if he didn't wear sothing on his body, he doubted that this little bit of exercise would have any aning for him.
Even now, he had only broken a slight sweat, and the feeling of muscle soreness wasn't very severe.
"If there's no soreness, it probably won't have any training effect, right?"
"It's about ti to give up this thod... no, the three-year limit hasn't arrived yet, wait a bit longer."
The reason Sosuke was doing this training that couldn't be called very scientific was to see if he could obtain Saitama's power.
But it seed impossible to achieve it in one step.
In that case, this basic training wasn't very effective for him anymore.
Perhaps he should put his ti and energy into more reasonable training thods.
However, things he had persisted in for so long weren't so easy to give up easily.
He walked out of the room and took a refreshing shower in the bathroom.
Walking out with only a white bath towel wrapped around his waist, he paused in the living room and looked around.
"I feel like... I've forgotten sothing?"
In the previous period, Kitahara Sosuke would change the cat litter once in the morning and once in the evening when he was ho.
He had to change it; that stuff was too pungent.
Now that he didn't sll that unpleasant odor and suddenly didn't need to do this task, his body suddenly beca unaccustod to it.
He tilted his head, giving up on thinking about this unimportant thing.
Sosuke simply changed into clean clothes, walked out of the house. His target was, of course, that idiot tenant.
He had to find sothing for that person to do.
Otherwise, with that idiot's level of idiocy, Sosuke had no doubt that she would be tricked by so bastard again.
He completely ignored the Lolita girl who appeared at night.
A few minutes later, he arrived outside his old ho.
He didn't knock but directly took out his key and opened it.
He silently changed his shoes in the entryway and walked inside without a word, silently looking around.
It seed to be cleaned regularly. The supplies in the kitchen, bathroom, and other places were also tidy.
Sosuke was thus slightly satisfied with Yoshida Saki's performance.
He went up to the second floor.
"Knock, knock..."
His knuckles tapped lightly on the bedroom's wooden door with a very rhythmic sound, making a dull noise.
After waiting for a short while without getting a response, Sosuke knocked a few tis more forcefully.
"Wait, please wait a mont!"
A flustered reply ca from inside.
A bad premonition flashed through Kitahara Sosuke's mind for a mont, but he forcibly suppressed this emotion and silently waited.
About twenty seconds later, the sound of unlocking ca, and the bedroom door slowly opened from the inside.
"Kitahara-kun, please co in..."
Yoshida Saki, wearing a pair of red hot pants, said in the air-conditioned room.
The girl's upper body was a sowhat wrinkled, thin tank top, revealing her fair thighs and slender arms. However, although the person in front of him was sowhat of a beautiful girl, Sosuke didn't have the slightest mood to appreciate her.
"..."
Kitahara Sosuke paused, his face stern and without extra expression, but he opened his mouth with so hesitation.
"Do you keep your hair in pigtails and not wear contact lenses at ho?"
"Because... my eyes get a little uncomfortable."
Yoshida Saki felt inexplicably strange about this question but still imdiately answered hesitantly.
Although she sowhat understood that the other party wasn't a bad person, and was much more friendly to Sosuke than the very mature Hayato-kun, she was still instinctively afraid of this boy.
"I see."
Sosuke, not knowing Yoshida Saki's thoughts, expressed his understanding, then changed the topic and continued.
"Then don't tie your hair in pigtails anymore."
Saying this in an undeniable tone, without waiting for the girl's response, Sosuke directly walked into the room.
"What's the deal..."
Yoshida Saki complained softly in her heart and followed him in, then suddenly thought in her heart.
"Could it be that Kitahara-kun likes my long hair more?"
Thinking this, Yoshida Saki couldn't help but imagine that Kitahara Sosuke actually had a secret crush on her with long hair, her face slightly reddening as she lowered her head.
If he didn't like it, why would this boy help her?
Kitahara Sosuke had no idea what kind of strange things Yoshida Saki was thinking. He had a great psychological trauma regarding girls with that hairstyle.
At this mont, he was rudely looking around the girl's bedroom.
He couldn't be lenient with this guy. If he was, this idiot would have fallen into so man's hands and been played with long ago without him knowing.
After a long while, not finding anything strange, he casually sat down on Miss Yoshida's computer chair.
"Sit down, I have sothing to tell you."
Kitahara Sosuke said this, his arm accidentally touching the external keyboard.
The laptop on the desk was flashing non-stop, making Yoshida Saki feel a burst of guilt.
A flash of inspiration went through her mind, and the girl obediently sat down on the soft bed, facing Sosuke's back to the computer, and unusually took the initiative to speak.
"Kitahara-kun, you ca at the right ti. I actually have sothing to tell you too."
"Hmm, what is it?"
Kitahara Sosuke felt a bit inexplicable.
"T-this... is Kitahara-kun, right?"
Yoshida Saki said, handing over her phone.
The arm also left the table as she wished, and Yoshida Saki breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
Kitahara Sosuke took the phone with suspicion and focused his attention on the software on it.
It was a LINE chat group that could only be joined through invitations from people already in the group.
Yoshida Saki was a very popular girl in their class, and most of her friends were normies, so her information network was naturally well-inford.
"It really is Kasumigaoka and Sawamura. I didn't expect the two of them to be entangled with the sa man."
"Did he catch them doing sothing?"
"Who knows? After all, she's the top beauty of Toyonosaki. I bet the upperclassn who have a crush on them will be very angry."
"Anyway, that guy nad Tomoya Aki is definitely a scumbag, and he's also a disgusting otaku who likes watching ani."
"I heard that so third-year upperclassn are planning to make trouble for him!"
"Serves him right, that kind of guy. You're not sympathizing with him, are you?"
"How could I..."
Kitahara Sosuke scrolled up and down twice. At first, it was just gossip, but later it all turned into various unsightly words.
So were directly insulting Tomoya Aki, while others were obviously jealous girls mocking the 'arrogant' Utaha and Eriri in their eyes.
A considerable portion of the crowd had a desire to see the heavenly fairies fall into the mortal world.
Kitahara Sosuke didn't continue reading. He returned the phone to Yoshida Saki. At the sa ti, the few girls in the coffee shop flashed through his mind for a mont.
He regretted slightly not stopping them in person.
His usual unsociability had made him misjudge certain things. If Yoshida Saki hadn't taken the initiative to tell him about this, he might not have known for a long ti.
Even the first-year normie group already knew about this. Things had blown up.
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