The Samaritan . . uh I say a supportive guy 3

"This ... what am I supposed to do?", Although he understood the situation more or less, he didn't expect it to be that way. Come on, which is perfect for what he might want, there could be someone strong there, who knows.

"You just have to dress in the clan's clothes. And calm down, if you want to not be recognized normally, our members also have masks," Luke said.

"Then-", was interrupted by Sora who felt angry.

"Wait a minute! I thought that when you referred to support it would be something more normal. Not this!" She questioned, she also didn't want to get saitama in trouble ... more than could possibly already be.

Gelo looked at Sora, he spoke: "Calm down, daughter. You know that we need help, plus your friend can take care of any challenge or attack they send us. He could only take care of those monsters that we couldn't, less them could damage to him."

"He doesn't have to do it," Sora refuted.

"I understand that you are worried that he is your friend, but nothing will happen to him," Gelo dialogue. I kill monsters that couldn't kill, most of those guys couldn't even go through an elite disciple. They could do it them. However, that could lead to more problems if they did.

'Hey, I do this because I want to. Why are they arguing? It was what Saitama thought and he speak.

"Sora, I wanted to do it. Don't be mad at your father," interrupting their conversation. I could feel the situation a little and try to calm it down.

"Why do you want to do it, doesn't it bother you?" Sora asked.

"Of course not. Or well…," he said, pausing what he said.

"So what?"

"I do this for you in part," Saitama continued. He had thought about it and simply decided that his way would be to return his concern or whatever and now. What a shame man! I just tried the techniques in Sora's mother and it works well, but I still don't know what to do when I know this.

Everyone in the room reacted differently to that comment, Gelo looked at Saitama with what seemed like respect, Rayco cheerfully, Luke only sympathetic and Lou di annoyed.

"Ah?", staying static for a moment, Sora seemed more upset. "You don't have to do it yet," he said in an angry tone.

'She seems angrier... but why do I feel she is happy? what kind of advantage is this, "he thought, wondering if his ability served or not. But he remembered that his ability should not be wrong.

"Let me continue?", The one who spoke was Luke who was silent while watching the 2 irritated.

Sora snorted as he seemed to calm down. I would just leave the matter for now.

"Then it would be fine," Saitama said, finishing what he was going to say.

"Hm, but first. Saitama-ue don't want to know the history of the clan or something?" Luke asked.

"eh no"

"Well they told me they didn't reveal you to the clan, so I'll tell you," Luke spoke almost at the same time as Saitama.

'Hey, I told you I don't want to know,' thought Saitama.

"Our clan started about 900 years ago, it all started with our people who heard that somewhere, there was a tree capable of giving capacities outside this world. And so, they traveled to the blissful tree, finding that it was not only real, if not that apart."

"uh"

"There was a dialect that they were unable to understand, but a miracle occurred that the leader of that group had an attack of frustration because it practically did not help them at all, could momentarily enter a state that allowed him to understand the dialect, it is no longer known how this could be achieved, some say that the leader had an unknown element, many were the theories"

"arh"

"Once he read the written words, the leader suggested looking for ingredients that are also unknown. but once gathered, all with the help of the fruit of that tree got a bloodline which allowed them to be stronger than anyone, some decided to go where they wanted and make the world a disaster, others decided to form and learn in group their abilities, something in common of all is that they had the same element but they could be done in different techniques others had a different type of element over time a clan was formed and were divided into ranks, but with over time this clan has weakened. to such an extent that it is rare to appear, the best rank present and- "it seemed that Luke still wanted to continue but was interrupted by someone an even to the shit of that story, the already irked Saitama

"Enough old man, summarize your story in important things and in less words!", Shout Saitama angry at such a long explanation, that was boring.

Luke shut up and the others felt somewhat surprised, Luke only reacted confused since I call him old but he doesn't care, the others because since they met Saitama he usually didn't lose his cool this fast but they assumed he might not like it The long stories.

"... Okay, in summary, we have weakened with each generation, we have a great reputation, but recently they stole the fruit that was supposed to be the most important for us and almost destroyed us. Now we are in trouble with former rivals, relationships, and enemies, "Luke said.

"Better like that. Then I just have to help you with them" Saitama spoke.

"Exact"

"Very good but first I want to give you something old," Taking out a bottle with a yellow liquid, Saitama handed it to Luke who grabbed, confused

"And what is this?" Luke asked looking at the bottle.

"They told me that you were very powerful but that you are sick and I don't know what else. This should cure you," Saitama said smiling.

"..." looking at that little bottle with a strange yellow liquid. Luke wondered if it was just a joke, he didn't take what he said seriously and put the bottle in his pocket.

"I'll take it later, you go put on this before," Luke said giving him some mostly blue clothes and a metal mask. Saitama took the clothes and asked what they were.

"This blue shenyi represents that you are a sea breaker, and the mask is what we use," he said, pointing out that it was. Saitama looked at the clothes, didn't care much about what she was wearing and decided that she would wear them.

"Breaks what thing?" Saitama said confused by that name.

"You just have to know it's a high rank. My grandson here will tell you it's later, right?" Luke said looking at Rayco.

Saitama looked at Rayco who smiled.

"Of course!" Said Rayco with confidence.

"Very well. After we arrive, you will have to wait a bit because they requested a meeting and we think it is to challenge us."

"It doesn't matter, how will we go?" Saitama asked.

"The grandmother will take us," Rayco said.

"Your grandmother? Eh and then why didn't she come?" Saitama spoke, puzzled. But at that moment how a wall seemed to light up and then open what appeared to be a portal. He looked at all this just a little surprised.

A middle-aged woman passed the portal watching Saitama but looked at Luke.

"Is everything ready honey?" Said the woman.

"Yes Chiyo, right now we were going to call you," Luke said.

"Good because we were being pressured so that you and Gelo came," Chiyo said.

'Interesting. A portal, just seeing it I feel as if I received information on how it was done and how to do it. I guess it's because of metaphysics or something else 'was what Saitama thought when he saw the portal, analyzing it. He could say that he was partly part of space law and another in magic in a very interesting formation for him.

'This grandmother should have an affinity with magic or space. hm it could be both'

"Come Saitama, don't stand there," Gelo spoke looking at Saitama who had stood where he was.

"Oh yes," he proceeded to walk to the portal, with some emotion in case he would find a strong opponent.

. . .

"You say they survived?"

"If gyoro-gyoro, we didn't know why they were late but then we investigated a bit and apparently someone saved them, we don't know who it is but it must have been powerful in order to handle the situation"

"Well ... How curious, but they don't care who we are. But in the long run, it could be a problem, even so ... we don't need to take care it ourselves, they will do it themselves," said the now known as gyoro-gyoro. Its appearance could be described as a fat cyclops with arms on its head with pink skin.

"Would they really be a problem? It's not that I contradicted you but they couldn't kill one of us slightly, much less me"

"Orochi you don't know almost anything about them if that old man who was his boss still remained in his maximum state even someone 'Final' would have it difficult. That's why I used something a little special," Gyoro-gyoro said.

"Speaking of which, you knew them, right? The place where they were would be difficult to find, even if it is a monster with good search skills it would be almost impossible to find that place. And do not answer that no, psikos," Orochi spoke.

The gyoro-gyoro monster took a moment to speak and then say.

"He was a good friend of one of them, it was there that I met some ways to improve my powers and that fruit. That is why maybe we started to get along ... after all, in the end, I ended up taking something of his them" laughing a laugh, in the end, the monster seemed cheerful to say that.

"... What did you use?" Orochi asked, determining that the other information for him was not necessary. I already draw a few conclusions from the topic.

"I used the poison of a black widow monster with some modification and I made it harder to cure, no doctor from that clan could determine the cause and treatment of the poison. It was doing a slow but effective process, since the bodies of those types are quite resistant and more than that of that old man, "Gyoro-gyoro said looking at Orochi as he said it in a calm tone.

"Really? How long ago did you use that," Orochi said somewhat surprised by that information. A demon level monster should die in a few days with that.

"That was ... 5 years ago," said the monster.

"5 years ago ?! How is that possible. Only someone who reaches the 'Final' level could resist that kind of poison that time, if he doesn't take care of it," Orochi said impressed by that information.

"I told you they are tough. They almost don't look human, but stop asking questions. Go training if you really want to reach your full potential."

Snorting something angry, the Orochi monster left the room.

Watching as he left the room, the monster thought of some things.

`` I am also somewhat surprised that he was still alive, according to what my madame told me that I should be dead a long time ago. But more importantly, who saved them? It could be an upcoming candidate. Before deciding, let's see what will happen '

. . .

In other places. Well-known people of some dojos, sects or clans listened to the news that the clan breaks seas and the land was in trouble, the weakest knew that it was not their business, but the strongest or the same saw it as a way to increase their reputation by defeating them or ending them.

"Hey did you hear about that?" "Yes, but what do we care about?" "Like we don't care? In the next few days, this could be a great event for everyone in the world of martial arts."

"Listen very well this is a great opportunity and I do not want to be wasted, do you hear me?! For each one who defeats, we will bring more fame to all of us Iron Fists!" "Yes! It will be easy"

"Who can not with one will be rubbish!"

"Are they in trouble? It would be a shame not to give them some more, I will go. It will be a fun meeting"

. . .

While all this was happening, Saitama was currently playing cards with Rayco as they had to wait, while Sora watched them play aside.