A Folk Song From the Sea

One day, Saitama came back with blue blood on his gloves. Not unusual, but he did look a little annoyed.

"What happened?"

"Goddamn octopus asked if I was related to octopi because of my head!" Saitama complained immediately to my question.

To which I immediately laughed at, "He got you good!" Followed by more of my own laughter.

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A few days later, I was hanging out in Saitama's apartment room. I had been coming here more lately because it had a strangely comfortable feel to it.

I'll give credit where credit is due, Genos is a good maid. I would say butler, or housekeeper, but he's a maid, and that's that.

Currently, he was using heat from his hands to dry dishes.

"I feel that that is an incredible misuse of your powers." I commented.

"I found it the most efficient way to go about it."

"Right." I rolled my eyes.

"On a separate note, Master has moved up to rank 2 of C Class. He is on the verge of becoming Class B." Genos had a look of pride, which mixed with slight mockery whenever he looked at me.

"Don't look at me like that! I could easily be in S Class, not to mention B Class."

"B Class means I won't have any more weekly quota's, right?" Saitama cut in.

Of course that's his focus.

"Correct."

A sudden ring of Genos' phone halted any further conversation.

"Ah, excuse me." He picked up the phone and stopped drying the dishes, letting them dry on the rack.

Actually, they were probably dry enough with Genos blasting them with heat equivalent to a dishwasher

"Hello? City J? That's quite far. Are there no adequate heroes nearby?"

"Busy guy." Saitama mumbled as he turned on the TV.

Before we could really see anything though, Genos came back.

"Master. The monster you defeated on your way home the other day called itself one of the Seafolk, did it not?"

"I forget."

"The one who called you an octopus." I giggled.

"Shut it." He flicked me, which hurt incredibly bad.

Stupid infinite strength, or whatever the hell he has.

His attention was taken quickly by the news which told about a lone A Class hero taking on all the Seafolk on his own.

"Stinger." I had already researched him.

He used a rather large bamboo shoot on the end of his spear that they had grown on his family's farm. He was a confident and brave man who, despite me wanting to label him as such, wasn't reckless, and was actually rather reserved.

"He'll be fine against the Seafolk he is currently fighting, but I am not sure about if there are any more." I analyzed.

I was fairly confident in my guess, but he is screwed if there are any more than shown on camera.

What I didn't realize however, is that I was talking to myself and both Saitama and Genos had already left.

"He did it to me this time?" I had already heard about Genos leaving before Bang had finished talking as well.

Seems to be something they are both willing to do. Some things, Genos should not have learned from Saitama, but he has anyway.

"Whatever..." I slumped on the floor and got back up immediately.

"I'll just get there first."

I knew Saitama had a preferred running speed that took next to no energy to do, but since Genos was a cyborg he would probably run ahead to save anyone using all the energy he could.

Then, Saitama would have no idea where to go. Therefore, I will get to fight the monster.

"I am super smart, didn't you know? Sometimes it's like I already know the future." I smirked at actually nothing.

Who am I talking to?

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By the time I arrived near City J, I could see all of the cars on their way out of the city.

It was fair enough honestly. With a threat level of Tiger it was usually just easier to leave the area completely than just take shelter.

"Emergency evacuation warning. The threat level has been raised from Tiger to Demon. All residents of City J, please evacuate immediately."

It seems I stand corrected. Leaving the city seems to be the only option.

If it was raised to Demon , that means Stinger went down. Which means its either a bunch more, or one really strong one.

I hope its just more, I don't want to fight a really strong fish guy.

Well, I'll just deal with it either way!

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I sit upon the roof of a random building.

Reflecting upon a miscalculation in my own plans.

I don't know where to go either.

I had found where Stinger was knocked out, but nothing after that.

I searched all along the beaches but found nothing.

I can't imagine electronics, since I don't know how any of them work, so I'll just get something in the shape of it and not any actual technology.

So I couldn't just make a radar.

I could increase my vision, but buildings! Buildings keep blocking me from seeing everywhere, and if I fly too high the clouds will.

Actually it looks like it's about to rain.

Upon that thought, I felt a drop, and then another, and then it started to rain.

Along with the start of the rainfall, I saw something strange bounce off a building in the distance and fly upwards toward me.

A man?

A naked man!?

A BUFF NAKED MAN!?

I quickly dodged the human projectile I now recognized as Puri Puri Prisoner.

He really does fight naked, but why?

I see no tactical advantage in that other than maybe a distraction.

Well it sure distracted me.

The rain got heavier and heavier as I approached the location where I saw Prisoner get launched from.

When I arrived, the only thing remaining in the area was the unconscious body of another Class A hero, Lightning Max.

He uses gunpowder based shoes, that I am not even sure should work like they do, but they did so I couldn't exactly judge it.

The rain had already created a puddle in his mouth, so instead of letting him drown in a rainstorm, I brought him to shelter.

I would test to see if he could breath, but that would also require CPR if he wasn't, and I didn't want to do that.

Not into blondes.

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A/N: I read this over, and it's a lot more boring than it felt to write, but that's probably because I have episode 8 playing simultaneously to me writing this, so it filled in the gaps.

That's the problem with first person I suppose.

Maybe I will rewrite the series in the third person later so it's overall more entertaining. Also it would be longer, probably 2k words a chapter.

Please tell me if you'd want that, but I am gonna do it anyway~

Of course, it will remain in first person until I get to the end of the martial art tournament arc, after which I will be waiting for the end of the monster association arc to continue writing.

I would go off of the webcomic, but based on Blast actually appearing in the manga, it's quite clear the manga and the webcomic are going different directions.