One Punch Simulator

The Ultimate Disciple

A/N: So, the newest YandereDev video... all I can say is: Blonde Ayano. Blonde. Ayano. Ahhhhhh

Will Yan-chan be joining the delinquents in One Punch Simulator? Not gonna say. Maybe yes, maybe no. *evil hands* You will see...

"Oh, come on. Her house is bigger than mine?"

Saitama and Genos were standing in front of Ayano's house, in City Z Suburbia. The bald man crossed his arms, gazing at the average-sized house. While it was not the biggest house in the Suburbia, it out-sized Saitama's apartment by a long shot.

"Maybe you should stay here, Genos," Saitama said. "This place obviously has more room."

The teen let the men inside, where they sat down at a wooden table, beside the open kitchen. The floor was a dusty light brown and the walls were beige. There were two dark brown couches in the living room, which surrounded a khaki coffee table. On the table there was a remote; a TV and a potted plant were located in the top right corner. A bouquet of flowers was in the bottom corner, looking fresh out of an Akademi High Memorial Service. After all, 3 students had been pronounced dead.

"And her house is nicer than mine too," Saitama grumbled. "Just fantastic."

Ayano served Saitama and Genos some green tea, in small white mugs.

"Thanks," Saitama said, sipping his tea.

Ayano sat opposite to the males, her own cup of tea in front of her. There was an awkward silence.

"So..." Saitama cleared his throat. "You live by yourself?"

Ayano nodded.

"What about your parents?" Saitama asked.

"Business trip." Ayano answered.

"Oh," Saitama said. "Any siblings?"

"No." Ayano said.

"So it really is just you, huh?" Saitama asked. "Wow... you're pretty independent."

"Thank you." Ayano replied.

Genos stared at his tea. He had a question of his own, but suddenly, his phone rang.

"Excuse me." he said, getting up. He walked away to answer the phone. Ayano and Saitama waited in yet another awkward silence.

The cyborg soon returned.

"Master, Ayano," Genos said. "For some reason, the Hero Association wants me to come in. I will meet you two at Master Saitama's apartment later."

"Okay," Saitama said, waving a hand. "Maybe you're getting fired."

He laughed crudely at his own joke. Genos then left the house. Another silence surrounded the two.

"So..." Saitama scratched his head. "Why do you think he got called in?"

Ayano shrugged. More silence.

Saitama sighed. While he found Genos' commentary and unnecessary evaluations to be annoying, he wasn't sure he appreciated Ayano's never-ending silence, either. Usually, Saitama wasn't the one to carry a conversation, but with Ayano, it was a different story. He had to work double-time to even get her to make any sort of vocal noise.

"Man, this is awkward," he coughed. "Wanna watch some TV?"

Genos arrived at the Hero Association building at last, suitcase in hand. The sun was starting to set. The rays of sunlight bled through the windows all around the building. The marble floor glimmered as Genos stepped over an imprint of the Hero Association logo.