Chapter 337: My name is Mikami Satoru!
My life has been pretty ordinary.
After graduating from university, I landed a decent job at a good company. Now, at 37 years old, I'm living alone, and I don't have a girlfriend.
My parents are financially independent, so I don't need to support them. You could say I'm a free-spirited bachelor.
I'm not particularly short, and while I wouldn't call myself handsome, I'm not unattractive either. But for some reason, I've never been popular with women. I've tried to find a girlfriend, but after three failed attempts at confessing my feelings, I ended up getting dumped every time. It left me feeling pretty discouraged.
I've heard that if a man reaches 30 without ever having a girlfriend, he'll become a great magician… Is it too late for me?
No, no, what am I even thinking? It's all because of that post Alexander shared about Overlord. I should stop dwelling on things like magic, time travel, demon kings, and the like. Those are just anime fantasies.
"Senpai, sorry to keep you waiting!"
At that moment, a cheerful young man approached Mikami Satoru with a smile. Beside him was a woman who was above-average in looks—though she wasn't as perfect as the beauties in anime, she was definitely someone to envy.
This young man was Mikami Satoru's junior, Tamura, and the woman was Sawatari, their company's goddess.
The three of them started chatting happily, but suddenly, chaos erupted nearby.
"Ahhh!"
A scream rang out!
What happened?
"Get out of the way! I'll kill you if you don't move!"
Mikami Satoru turned to the source of the noise and saw a man running towards them with a sharp knife and a woman's handbag. The man was coming right at them, and in his hand was a kitchen knife. At that moment, he charged straight at Tamura! Seeing this, Satoru Mikami's instincts kicked in, and he immediately became tense.
"Tamura!"
Without a second thought, Mikami Satoru dashed forward, trying to shield Tamura from the attacker with his own body.
But just as the criminal swung the knife down without hesitation, Mikami Satoru closed his eyes in despair, bracing for the worst.
"Is this how I'm going to die?"
As Mikami Satoru was gripped by despair, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. In an instant, with a swift motion, this figure knocked the robber to the ground. Everyone could now clearly see the person who had saved them.
He was a young man with clean-cut hair and a good looking face. His clothes were ordinary, making him look like a typical young man, but there was something unusual about him—he was carrying a large suitcase on his back!
Wait! Why does that box look so familiar?
In a flash, Satoru Mikami, who was a seasoned fan of anime, recognized the box.
"Huh? That's a Saint Seiya star box, and the young man's outfit… Is this guy cosplaying as a Saint Seiya character?"
Mikami Satoru was stunned for a moment, but cosplay or not, this person had just saved his life.
Just as Mikami Satoru was about to thank the young man, a huge truck suddenly sped toward him! It was about to hit him head-on, leaving no possible outcome other than death. Mikami Satoru hadn't even had time to process what was happening.
What is going on? Is this some kind of divine punishment?
The truck was moving too fast, and before Mikami Satoru could react, it was right in front of him. Just as he was about to be crushed, the figure from earlier appeared in front of him again!
"Watch out, sir!"
The figure shouted, and in the next moment, Mikami Satoru saw the young man donning a full set of Saint Seiya armor from the box on his back. Without hesitation, the young man faced the oncoming truck and threw an extraordinary punch!
Boom!
In an instant, the truck was stopped dead in its tracks by the young man's fist!
Seeing this, Mikami Satoru suddenly felt lightheaded. As a longtime anime fan, how could he not recognize the iconic outfit? In his shock, he forgot that he had almost just died. All he could do was gape at the figure in front of him, pointing in disbelief as he exclaimed,
"You're… a Saint Seiya!!!"