One Punch Isekai Man

Chapter 10

The stranger was bothered by the unfettered nerve of the bald man. After Pief introduced him to Saitama as Clive and asked him to come back tomorrow so she could properly renew the quest he accepted he strolled through the streets to the darkest square wall square he could find; first he walked one squeaky foot at a time before he just power walked the rest of the way with seething anger willowing from his gritted teeth.

While he murmured to himself of the temerity of that man, three silhouette's of bulgy shadows gathered around him. The first to step into the light was his green priest Alxo. Alxo was 5'8" with teal magician robes, short hair with spiky strands, orange eyes, over a dozen metal buttons scattered adjacent to his zipper, and a makeshift scythe that used to be a scepter.

Followed by him was his thief and finally his brawler Scino and Trug. Scino was orange haired with his backhead jutting long strands of hair nearly 3 feet long, a green headband with triangular insignia's in a pattern-green followed by black-over his blue eyes. He had a silver collar around his neck, an orange sleeveless shirt with snake tattoos etched in his arms, baggy green pants, and a belt holstering a multitude of different knives.

Trug wore a blue sleeveless shirt with more rips in it showing off his muscular body, hazel skinned, grey eyed, almost bald except for a blond ponytail jutting out of a metallic green ring behind his head, blue jeans, and he had scars all over his fingers.

Alxo and Trug stood with faces that were devoid of happiness, excitement or anger while Scino couldn't hide his teetering.

"I take it things went well?"

"Oh lick me!" Clive answered with furrowed eyebrows. "You all know that the newest member I tried to recruit not only refused my offer...he insisted he could beat us at completing the mission we worked so hard to finish ourselves...for three months we did everything we could to finally reach that final room, slay the monster inside and take the reward, and now some amateur is going to imperil everything we worked towards."

Trug finally did something: he raised his thumb which only had a small cut underneath.

"I'll break him...torture him...kill him...and I'll do it all with THIS THUMB!" He exclaimed.

Alxo the green priest finally stepped in. "If he's really just a newbie slash amateur adventurer then there's nothing to fear. In fact, this might work well for us. We can let him go to the monsters' lair himself and let him try to wipe out every small fry monster inside. And after he's done that we kill him and reap what he's accomplished."

At first Clive's mouth was wide open trying to absorb this tidbit of information he didn't think of-usually their prey was with them the whole way-but then he smiled toothily and wickedly.

"Yes...Yes. We can tell them he died trying to overcome his limitations and be a hero only to fall in the end. Rest well, brothers, for we leave tomorrow mid-evening."

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Saitama woke up for the first time without an alarm clock blurring in his ears. He was sleeping on a makeshift futon: dozen small sticks with strong rope conjoining them to make an uncomfortable mattress while for his head he had a pillow but with no covering.

Being too poor to find someplace to sleep he did the only thing he could do: ask the poor couple from the rural village if they would let him stay a night in their home-he had to run 142 miles just to get back there and it only took him fifteen minutes. Speaking of the couple, they were squatting near a fireplace made out of hay and sticks burning something for the cauldron hanging over it.

Saitama stood and greeted them.

"Good morning."

The first to hear him was the wife, and she turned around looking very happy to see him-something that usually never happens with him and most females.