What greeted Terrible Tornado's eyes was a simple barbecue grill made of a few stones and branches.
Although it was made from local materials, it was handled quite cleanly and would be perfectly fine for long-term outdoor use.
A bald man in a yellow and red jumpsuit with a shiny forehead was squatting in front of the grill with a serious expression.
He was holding a small fan made from a tree branch and fanning diligently, controlling the heat.
His hands were almost a blur, and the flames surged upwards.
Opposite him was a familiar, tall figure that made Terrible Tornado clench her teeth.
He was casually sitting on a large, flattened stone, his slender fingers pinching a bit of fine salt, evenly sprinkling cumin and chili powder onto a sizzling skewer of meat, and then brushing on various dipping sauces.
It was Han Sen.
The ground beneath them was charred black, with countless bottomless ravines crisscrossing like centipedes.
The air was filled with the rich aroma of roasted meat and the scorching heat of a battle.
"It's him, alright! But…?"
Terrible Tornado's small head went into a shutdown.
She looked at the scorched, withered ground that had been completely ruined and then reshaped, and then at the harmonious yet utterly bizarre outdoor BBQ scene in front of her. It was difficult to connect the two.
So.
The "God-level Disaster" that the Hero Association monitored, which was capable of destroying human civilization, was actually…
These two guys fighting??
Are you kidding me!!
Han Sen was one thing; she had already experienced his power.
Yes, the kind of understanding that goes through and through, body and soul.
But what about this bald man who looked so simple and utterly unremarkable?
He could actually fight that Hentai to the point of heaven and earth shattering?
"What are you spacing out for, Puff-chan?"
A warm breath filled with male hormones came from behind her, and Han Sen's magnetic voice suddenly sounded by Terrible Tornado's ear without warning.
She instantly stiffened like a startled kitten, every nerve tightening, and she spun her head around as if shocked by electricity.
At some point, Han Sen's handsome yet detestable face was already inches away, wearing that familiar and most hated, everything-under-control, mischievous smile.
—This guy…!!!
Run!
It'll be too late if you don't!
This was the only thought etched into Terrible Tornado's DNA after being bullied countless times.
Without thinking, emerald Psychokinesis light instantly enveloped her entire body.
She turned to transform into a stream of light, intending to escape this dangerous place.
However, she was fast, but Han Sen was faster.
A hot, powerful hand seemed to pass through space, precisely wrapping around Terrible Tornado's slender, almost ungraspable waist.
Without allowing any resistance, he easily pulled her entire petite body over, firmly securing her in his broad embrace.
The powerful Psychokinesis, capable of easily overturning an entire city, was rendered useless, unable to even momentarily block in front of Han Sen, who had undergone another epic reinforcement!
"You…!"
"Me what?" Han Sen's voice interrupted Terrible Tornado's blustering question, sounding low in her ear, "Since you're already here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
"It's better with more people for a barbecue, you know."
As he spoke, his warm breath brushed against Terrible Tornado's sensitive earlobe, making her fair earlobes instantly turn a lovely pink.
The unspoken meaning was—
I didn't even look for you, but you delivered yourself to my doorstep.
So don't leave.
Terrible Tornado's flushed little head finally recovered from her panic. She symbolically struggled twice in his arms, realizing it was futile.
She had no choice but to lift her delicate, doll-like face and glare at him with a pair of emerald eyes that seemed to contain an entire sparkling galaxy, huffing, "Hmph! If I eat, I eat! Do you think I'm afraid of you?!"
Han Sen looked at the girl in his arms, who was tough on the outside but soft on the inside, and shrugged contentedly as he carried her towards the grill.
Just then, he suddenly noticed the girl in his arms reaching out her tender little hand and tugging hard at his lapel.
"Hey… In front of outsiders, you're not allowed to call me that… that name!"
Terrible Tornado's voice and demeanor unconsciously weakened, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
Beneath her black slit dress, her faintly visible absolute territory also tensed slightly due to nervousness.
"Huh?"
Han Sen raised an eyebrow, feigning ignorance, and deliberately leaned into her ear to ask, "Which name?"
"It's that Puff… Ah ah ah ah…!!! In short, just don't allow it!!!"
Terrible Tornado, mortified, instantly flushed red, and her powerful Psychokinesis was almost out of control, provoked by Han Sen.
"I know, I know! In front of outsiders, I should call you 'Terrible Tornado' ~"
Han Sen drew out his words, the teasing in his tone unmistakable.
"…"
Terrible Tornado gave up resisting and buried her face in his arms, already resigned to her fate.
Teasing the flushed little wildcat in his arms, the two leisurely flew back to the temporary campsite's grill.
"Come, come, let me introduce you."
Han Sen and Terrible Tornado landed on the ground, his long arm still wrapped around her slender waist, asserting his ownership: "Terrible Tornado, this is my friend, a hero for fun, Saitama."
Listening to Han Sen's introduction, Terrible Tornado looked up and re-examined the strange bald man she had seen from afar earlier.
Aside from his somewhat rustic hero uniform, she couldn't see any difference between Saitama and an ordinary person on the street.
But out of deference to the scoundrel beside her, she still gave a nasal "Hmm," as a greeting.
After all, Han Sen had just said that this was his friend.
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Han Sen nodded with satisfaction. Such an obedient Terrible Tornado was rare; it seemed he would have to reward her a lot when they got back.
Then, he turned to the bald man, who was still diligently fanning and seemed oblivious to everything that had just happened.
"Saitama, this is Terrible Tornado, the S-Class Rank 2 professional hero."
"Oh, hello."
Saitama raised a hand in greeting, revealing a simple and harmlessly honest expression.
Seeing the intimate gestures between the two, he looked up and scratched his bald head, then said in a tone of sudden realization, "I understand, Han Sen…"
"So your daughter is already this big!"
Han Sen: ?
Terrible Tornado: ???
The air solidified at that moment, and the environment seemed to hum with the sound of boiling water, "Doo-doo—".
The next second.
"…Daughter?! What are you talking about! Baldy!!!"
Terrible Tornado's mortified scream tore through the sky, and a terrifying emerald Psychokinesis storm, brimming with immense power, erupted from her petite body!
Centered on Terrible Tornado, a terrifying force field capable of distorting space and crushing mountains instantly swept out, rushing directly towards Saitama, who was close at hand!
In the sky above Z-City not far away, the weather changed drastically, dark clouds gathered, as if the end of the world had arrived!
However, facing this angry blow, which could instantly turn any Dragon-level Weirdo into dust, Saitama's expression changed, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Boom—!
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