Untold (One Punch Man FanFic)

Fated Meeting? (Part 1)

Another Day, Another Bore.

Saitama woke as usual, his alarm getting smashed in the process,

He HAD to stop that habit of his. Jeez, how much does alarms cost these days even?!

Anyway,

He got up and stretched, brushed his teeth, ate breakfast before he headed out, looking at the sky.

Rain, hm? He though, as he headed to his favourite convenient store, not only did they have cheap prices, but the also had a good variety of products.

“Looks like I'll have chicken tonight,” he said to himself, reaching out for the half-off chicken, the same time somebody else did. Both holding the chicken as the made eye contact,

“Let go, I saw it first!” a little green haired girl demanded.

Saitama looked at the girl, gritting his teeth in a competitive manner, “Look here, little girl. I clearly had it first. Your parents must be worried about you, so leave the shopping to the grown ups, okay?”
He wasn't going to let some brat snatch his dinner.

“L..little girl!?” The green haired girl let go of the chicken as her hair seemed to raise as a green aura surrounded her, some items starting to float. “I'all show yo--”

“Ah, she let go.” Saitama took advantage of that, not noticing the little girl, and collected some other cheap meat products,

“How dare you ignore me, you baldie?!
You want to die, huh!?
I'll gladly grant your wish, hmpf!”
She rambled on with her arms akimbo, seeming to turn into a 2D-ish figure.

Saitama had a look on his face that crossed being annoyed and nonchalant, Did, did she just turn 2D?

“Look here, kid.” He walked over to her,
Good. It got her attention as she stopped, her arms still in the air,

“I don't have ti--” He tripped and fell, reaching out so he could catch himself, instead he bumped into the little girl, landing on top of her,
“-Ack!”

Damn, he opened his eyes, staring into a red, pissed off face and eyes that could kill.

Saitama blinked. Wait-
His hand seem to have landed on something soft and he squeezed it to feel what it was along with his eyes diverting,

“M-mhh~” the soft moan of the little girl drew his attention,

S-shit! He had molested an underaged girl,
I-i'm screwed. If her parents found out, they definitely tell the police! Shit, I'm supposed to be a hero, now I'll end up behind bars?! Thanks a lot karma, yeah, fuck you!!!

“Get the fuck off me, you baldie creep!!”

Yep. She was pissed.

A green storm seemed to have erupted inside the store.
Crap. He was in trouble.
He knew that as his fears began piling up.

He had to do something. He had to take action,
Otherwise he might...
...
He might never find a place that sold stuff for this cheap again.