Recognized Hero

Chapter 18: Lost in The Forest

Hello everyone. Producing chapters is starting to slow down, mostly because I'm running out of ideas, and because of my ever growing laziness.

I apologize in advance, I can no longer write chapters in a time span of 2-3 days. Although that is the case, I will still continue with this fic and try to produce much longer chapters.

Now, on to the story!

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Clang!

"...It seems I have underestimated the damages done to my body." Genos, who was now sprawled on the ground, spoke. "Sensei. You go ahead, I will contact Doctor Kuseno and await his assistance." Not wanting to hinder his master, Genos decided what fitted his ideals most.

Looking back, Saitama stared at his disciple's miserable state and retorted. "...I dunno man. I'd feel like a terrible person if I left you here." He scratched his head. Most of all, he would feel awful as his mentor. "I insist, Sensei." Genos pushed. There's still plenty of daytime, and Genos wouldn't have any trouble surviving through the night. After a bit of consideration, Saitama agreed. "Alright, Genos. Good luck out here." He waved his hand and strode.

Saitama couldn't go fast since he was carrying a person on his shoulder, and the constant trees and other forestation that blocked his path and view hindered him more. Actually, he didn't know where he was going, Genos guided the way earlier when they got here, and he ignored the direction they were going.

With a bit of head scratching later, Saitama leaped. In a careful and unhurried way, he twisted and turned on the air and saw the nearest city. As if gravity didn't exist, Saitama slowly fell to the ground and headed in the city's direction. He was bad at remembering things, but he'd remember a general direction at least, right?

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In the end, Saitama got lost. Even leaping up wouldn't help as no city will be seen. He didn't know how he ended up so far away, nor did he really care. At this moment, a careful but dangerous thought ran down his mind. 'Wait, did I turn the stove off?' Sweat ran down his forehead as he thought about it. It'd be catastrophic for his apartment if that were the case.

Cough! Cough!

On his shoulder, the unknown person he picked up a while ago started coughing out blood violently. It stained his yellow jumpsuit red. "Hey! You could've at least checked where you're going to puke! Washing takes a lot of time, you know!" Saitama reprimanded the guy on his shoulder. "At least do that much..."

"H-heh! It's here." He suddenly spoke. Saitama didn't know how this guy got so injured, but being a hero, he couldn't ignore a man needing help and continue. "Dude, you're creeping me out..." He shivered.

Not that far away, a soft thud made its way to Saitama's ears. Slithering, snake-like noises rose as light, almost gentle sound of footsteps rang to their ears. It was clear, Genus knew that 'she' has arrived. A wicked smile formed on his face as he violently tried to get off Saitama's shoulders.

Though, he failed to do so. 'W-why is he so strong...?! I am by no means a normal human being, I've achieved enlightenment and have genetically modified my body's overall strength!' His frustration rose as he frantically tried to escape Saitama's grasp. He knew what his creation was capable of, and so was every one of his clones. It didn't matter if he dies, any one of his clones could simply replace him and continue his visions. But the pain that would be inflicted on him was what he feared most.

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The leaves swayed with each passing wind. The rhythmic chirp of birds, as they sang, rang in the distance. It haven't been that long since the being arrived, but the tension that the genius scientist, Genus, felt was unimaginable. He doesn't know when she would strike, and he doesn't even know if the man would survive.