Yo! Well, finally my exams are... done! Now I can focus on this story for fun of mine! So very sorry for not being active as I said in the note I left you, and here we go with the chapter we all hate two certain characters for! Oh, and hope you don't mind, I'm feeling up for a long chapter for this one! A veeeerrryyy long one.
Dawn settled through the windows of the large building containing our current protagonist and his lovers. Rays of sunlight penetrated slightly through the curtains as our Hero arises from his slumber, disturbed that the Goddess of the Sun has interrupted his sleep once again.
"Mmh... morning already?" Indeed Saitama, its morning already.
"Ugh... five more minutes Author-san..." Sur- wait, the fuck? Did he just talk back at me?
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Huh... guess not, anyways!
Our Hero now fully awake, well.. barely, rises from his comfy bed begrudgingly. Letting out a nice long yawn after a few tiring days, I mean it has been a few since he met the Konbu girl now named Kiya after he narrowly killed the poor lass. Just few days ago she was a but scared still despite her hospitality, unlike a certain furry gal who after they finished introductions and such, proceeded to carry her to the bathroom as she was much comfortable sleeping in a pool of water, and rudely dropped her in the hot bathtub, laughing up a storm.
Of course that didn't go well with her, as she was then left all hot and bothered, completely forgetting that she is literally a walking hentai genre with that hair of hers.
Funny really. But back on track, Saitama woke up and stretched his arms for a minute before being completely rude to us as he then scratched his ass lazily yet with great vigor somehow as the camera shifted behind him. Opening the blinds to his window he gave a blank stare at the sunlight for a few seconds before shrugging and heading off to the bathroom to freshen up.
Brush his teeth, gave a few gargles, mouthwash, all of that bizz as he is really into dental hygiene right now for some reason.
"Maybe I should buy some toothpaste later... and maybe shampoo and conditioner..."
(Sorry if you find my writing styles changing, I've been reviewing my previous chapters and reading some stories in my free time from the exams, and have concluded that my writing is absolute shit hehe. I think this style seems pretty nice)
Ruffling his hair at the mirror for a minute (while silently checking if its still intact or not) he stared into his reflection while thinking of the past events he experienced.
First with the encounter with Izuna and Miyako back when they were Vaccine Woman and Mosquito Girl, then all the way to have them in love with him soon after Genka the cyborg of justice's appeared in his life. Then he came by Anka, the Subterranean Queen after helping out her kingdom of Subterraneans and gaining their loyalty. Chihara, Shikami, and Genus along with Hachiko at the House of Evolution incident. He gained his childhood friend back, and got a feisty feline and a surprisingly timid Doctor on his love life, despite the less physical contacts with her, but he made sure to contact her and write a few letters that came with some gifts for the anti social takoyaki chef.
It even surprised him just a few days ago that she was told to make takoyaki as her punishment... not that he minded, since he keeps getting return gifts of fresh hot takoyaki from her (Cheapskate...).
'Wonder where she got the octopus from though?' He thought, before shrugging it off.
He then remembered about Shikami... damn Author completely forgot about her and Genus, so he'll try to make up by having Saitama here have some spars with her to test her strength and hang out with the poor doctor, along with the rest of her girls, Miyako even started going to Doctor Kuseno for battle improvements lately.
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The Strongest Male
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