"Tamazuki, what's for breakfast?"
"It's a traditional Japanese breakfast."
"Uwo!"
Saitama was full of excitent and couldn't wait to eat.
As Tamazuki was Saitama's neighbor, they often communicated with each other as there were only the two of them who lived in this ghost town.
Either playing gas, reading a manga, or eating.
Yes, eat.
When Saitama ate food cooked by Tamazuki for the first ti, he realized what heaven was. He thought his only enjoynt was to beco a hero, fighting a powerful opponent, but Tamazuki's food changed everything.
Saitama realized that he was only a frog under the bottom of the well.
Still, frankly, Saitama wanted to fight Tamazuki once again as he realized that he hadn't seen Tamazuki's swordsmanship.
After he beca so strong, no one was his opponent.
Or rather, Saitama couldn't imagine whether he had an opponent left in this world anymore as every monster he t was blasted with a single punch by him.
Yet, Tamazuki was different.
Tamazuki could fight him.
The facts? Their previous fight on the moon was the best proof.
However, Saitama realized that Tamazuki might not release all of his strength. Tamazuki still retained the power that was hidden under his body.
As for how strong Tamazuki was after he released that strength, Saitama wasn't sure, but he was quite anticipating their next fight.
Still, there was one question that Saitama wanted to ask.
"Why did you wear a uniform?"
anwhile, Tamazuki was thinking about the martial artists that he hadn't visited. After his fight with Bang, he visited various places, those who used a weapon and those who only used bare hands.
The result was the sa.
They were all beaten by him.
Naturally, with a limited ti, it was impossible to complete all of the challenges as sotis the master of the dojo wasn't present, and the distance of each dojo was rather far.
How to say... those monsters were living in the countryside, on the corner of the city.
It was like how Bang was living on the peak of the mountain; those masters were also living in an isolated place, which was hard to walk to.
While he had "Shukuchi (Reduced Earth)," he could only use it on the place he had ever been and a place where his eyes could see, so he could only take a flight and kept using his "Shukuchi" to arrive at his destination.
Yet, his hard work paid off as he learned many martial arts.
From Dark Hell Assassination Art, Sourface Style Kenpo, Harsh Path Style, Thunder Thunder Fist, Psycho-Analysis Martial Arts, Spice Fist, Giga Pro Wrestling, Hyper Karate, and many others.
Naturally, so were useless, but so were good such as Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist, Whirlwind Iron Cutting Fist, and Exploding Heart Release Fist.
Whether it was Bang or his older brother, they were all-powerful, but they were all defeated by him, and all of their techniques were learned by him.
Thank you.
This is what he could only say.
Still, he also fought a swordmaster, and he also won against three mbers of the Council of Swordmasters.
It is a group of the most renowned master swordsn.
There were five mbers of this organization, and he defeated three of them.
The rest was Nichirin, and the strongest swordsman in the world, Atomic Samura, Kamikaze.
However, it didn't matter as they would co to him sooner or later, as by now, his na had already spread to the world of martial artists.
By now, he was like a disaster in the peace-like world of the martial artist.
He was a tornado, a tempest.
Only those who were weaklings and like those specks of dust were ignored.
As for the strong, they could either be shredded to death or just join the flow, ready to be beaten by him as their techniques were learned by him.
Still, so as not to make them give up on their careers, he told all the people he had lost that he might have won and learned all of their techniques, but it was impossible for him to bring it even further as he didn't have a talent in a martial art, so when they were defeated, he hoped they wouldn't give up and further perfected their arts, so until then, he hoped for them to beco stronger, and he waited for their revenge.
Hearing that, all of them trained even harder, trying to break the limit of their technique.
Yet, what they didn't know, all of them were nothing but slaves to him.
As they beca stronger and their techniques beca even more perfect, he would continue to learn them as they fell into a delusion that they could defeat him as long as they worked harder.
Then, when he defeated them again, he would continue to give them encouragent until they lost their worst, like a dry husk that would scatter because of the wind.
Yet, he had to say he was quite curious about Bang's traitorous disciple, Garou.
From zero to one of the most powerful antagonists.
Unfortunately, he was unable to et him, or maybe, eting him now was nothing but a waste of ti as, in his eyes, Garou was nothing but ants that he could crush anyti.
Yet, he had to say the developnt of martial arts in this world was so vibrant.
Still hearing Saitama's question, Tamazuki looked at this baldy with confusion and asked, "Why can't I wear a uniform?"
"...er."
Saitama wasn't sure how to answer this question. Still, the food was ready, and his attention quickly attracted the food.
Food first and everything else later.
This is his motto.
"Maybe, I should ask you to pay for your food later."
"..." Saitama stopped for a mont before he continued. While this al was free, he would eat as much as possible.
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After their breakfast, to make Tamazuki give him free food, Saitama was in charge of cleaning, or rather, he was the one who cleaned up his room and also worked to beco the security for his apartnt.
With Saitama as the security of his apartnt, who dared to enter?
Nevertheless, Saitama didn't mind, as Tamazuki's rooms were better than his. While the size of the room was quite similar, the inside was different.
Comics, anis, books, gas, and various other things.
Tamazuki had all of them.
So, when Saitama didn't have a monster to beat up, he always stayed in Tamazuki's apartnt to play.
"Well, Uncle, I am going to leave first."
"Yeah." Saitama, who was trying to save the princess with Zelda, looked up and asked, "Where are you going?"
"School."
"Oh, okay."
"......."
"Wait! Wait! School?!"
Saitama only realized that Tamazuki was a high school student.
Yes, even in this world, Tamazuki didn't change his profession. He was still a high school student, and he was also quite curious about the school in this world, so he beca one.
However, unlike in this original world, he was in his second year in this world and a returnee from Holy Britain.
Just kidding.
However, in this world, he was really a high school student.
In front of his new classmates, he introduced himself to everyone in front of the class.
"My na is Inugamigyoubu Tamazuki. I hope we can be good friends."
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