A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

It's all Saitama's fault!

A guest room in a flowing water dojo.

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Saitama, who was fast asleep, suddenly had a snot bubble pop on his nose, his snoring stopped, and he couldn't help but groggily open his eyes.

"It's already daylight~ What's going on? I have a feeling someone is talking badly about me?"

……

D City Center

After teleporting over, Qiao Sen experienced the local customs and culture of the brother city, and then took off according to the information just confirmed on the walkie-talkie, flying towards the target location.

……

"Hey! You pervert over there! Put the underwear down from the rack right now!"

"Are you out of your mind? Run! That's a weirdo!"

"Ugh... what a weirdo! Help!"

"..."

……

"Awoooooo—"

In the BANANA lingerie store, a black and white figure crashed through the glass door and rushed onto the street, its excited wolf howl echoing from afar. After the initial shock, the crowd on the street screamed in terror and scattered in all directions when they realized it was a beast that had broken into their lives, creating a chaotic scene.

Upon arriving at the scene, Johnson saw a wolf-like monster with a pink lace bra on its head and various colored underwear hanging from its two front paws. His mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but feel utterly bewildered.

"...What a pervert!"

"Ok?"

The wolf-like monster, standing three meters tall, had gray fur. As its ears twitched, it sensed a voice behind it and immediately stopped howling excitedly. Its upright body remained still, and its ferocious wolf head suddenly twisted behind it, its blood-red eyes fiercely locking onto Qiao Sen in the middle of the road.

Since all the pedestrians on the street had run away, Johnson, who was standing still, stood out conspicuously.

"Well said! I am the 'pervert' who got caught stealing underwear! The first thing I did after mutating into a monster was to hunt down all the women's underwear in the city, howl howl howl—" The wolf-like monster, who called himself "pervert," let out a strange, chuckling laugh after a burst of bestial fury. "You dare show your face in front of me? You must be the legendary hero, right? I advise you not to meddle! Otherwise, I wouldn't mind swallowing you whole! Hehehehe..."

"..."

Because stealing underwear and mutating into a monster is something to be proud of, as for that little goal of "hunting down all the women's underwear in the city"...

Sigh, they've all mutated into weirdos, is that all they've got?

Faced with the strange man's bizarre and illogical remarks, Johnson was truly speechless.

An exceptionally imposing purple figure emerged from Johnson's body, hands tucked into the pockets of his skirt armor, his cold gaze fixed on the freakish werewolf opposite him.

"Hehehe, not going to answer?" Completely oblivious to the danger, the "pervert" grinned, exhaling a foul-smelling, scorching puff of white steam from his wolfish snout filled with sharp teeth. His expression gradually twisted into a ferocious grin, as if he had just contemplated something exciting. "Scared? Guilty? Trembling and speechless at the sight of my imposing figure? Awooo—"

"That's right, I'm no longer that weak and frail human. Even when facing so-called heroes, I don't need to feign compliance... Let's test the mettle of my fangs and teeth with this ignorant little human..."

"Nisnei!!!"

As it muttered to itself, the wolf-like monster's muscles rapidly expanded, and its exaggerated veins writhed on its body like earthworms. Its head, now fully transformed into a wolf's head, revealed a standard perverted smile. Its massive body unleashed a speed and agility that defied expectations, rushing to Johnson's side at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to catch. Its gaping maw spewed out a foul stench and bit down on him!

The scene of blood splattering as he had anticipated did not appear. The "pervert" felt as if something was gripping his mouth, and he couldn't move it even though he wanted to exert force.

"……Um?"

The strange man hummed in confusion through his nose. There was nothing in front of him except for the short human with his hands in his pockets!

In the mental vision, F-zai, who was blocking in front of Qiaosen, stretched out his hands to block the wolf's sudden bite. His jaws, which had an amazing biting force, were held by two iron hands and could not get any closer.

"We're in a hurry, let's get started."

Upon hearing the main body's words, F-zai silently nodded and let go.

"Aww!! You're out of options, aren't you, human! West..."

The "pervert," now freed from his restraints, howled to the sky, unaware that a thick, bony fist was closing in.

A simple, straightforward punch, after a long build-up, slammed into the monster's cheek. The terrifying force interrupted the villain's speech, and the pierced air created a vacuum, producing a piercing sonic boom!

bang——

A hairy, headless corpse swayed and fell, the splattered mosaic instantly forming an abstract blood-ink painting on the road.

An eye-catching R card landed in Johnson's hand, the card depicting a "pervert" wearing a lace bra.

Qiao Sen didn't even look at the effect, and disdainfully disassembled it.

[Speed ​​+10.]

I barely gained ten points in basic attributes, which is better than nothing.

[Fate card draw count +1.]

[Current number of Fate Card draws: 5.]

"Eh……"

Having secured his turn to draw cards, Johnson looked on in surprise.

Above the freak's corpse, F-zai calmly withdrew his blood-stained fist.

"The strength is not bad! It's just that the speed is really an eyesore."

As a monster, "Pervert" has demonstrated strength that is more than enough to be classified as a Tiger-level disaster. F-chan's charged punch can shatter the hardest part of his body, his skull. His pure physical destructive power already surpasses that of most Class A heroes.

Hmm, it's almost as good as its original form when it first debuted.

F-zai nodded calmly, seemingly unconcerned, and stepped into Qiao Sen's body, disappearing as the two overlapped.

"Oh dear, it seems that having a stand-in who is too aloof isn't necessarily a good thing..."

Touching his nose, Johnson listened to the information transmitted through his earpiece, then vanished from the spot in a flash.

City A.

Wearing an elegant coat, Fubuki was followed by a sizable group of henchmen in black suits, who stretched out their arms towards the mutated plant-like monster, the "Evil Pitcher Plant"—

"Hell Storm!"

A pale blue psychic whirlwind suddenly rose up, and the strange man enveloped in it sealed his large mouth with leaves, letting the psychic and stone-generated whirlwind strike his body. He let out a cackling laugh from the gap in his mouth, appearing arrogantly unaffected.

With her underlings watching intently from behind, Fubuki frowned, about to increase her psychic power output to eliminate the monster in one fell swoop, when suddenly, the thick-skinned "Evil Pitcher Plant" burst open like a balloon, the spraying liquid even turning the psychic whirlwind into a viscous bluish-green color.

Chapter 51 An Encounter with a Police Dog

"...The monster has been eliminated?!"

"So powerful, it was done so effortlessly!"

"She defeated the monster with ease; as expected of our strongest B-class esper, 'Hell's Blizzard'!"

"Lady Fubuki is the best!"

The newly joined members of the Fubuki Group showered her with praise and cheers, but Fubuki, surrounded by others, didn't show much joy. Instead, she withdrew her Nen with a puzzled look on her face.

Did something purple just flash by?

How could it defeat such a troublesome monster in just one move? What kind of monster is that?!

……

City Q.

stomping on...

A white figure darted swiftly between skyscrapers, climbing and leaping along walls and pipes on all fours with extraordinary agility, as if defying Earth's gravity.

The white figure leaped from the rooftop of a residential building and rushed to where the thick smoke was rising. Just then, it witnessed the upper body of the monster causing the chaos being blown apart by an invisible force. The figure paused in its steps, about to make a move, and exchanged a glance with the tall young man in ordinary casual clothes in front of the monster.

"Hey, this isn't Saitama's alternate version... no, it's Watchdog Man!" Johnson greeted him amicably and explained, "Since we were near the monster, we made our move first."

Watchdog Man, who shares the same powerful style as Saitama, is still wearing his ever-changing white plush dog suit. Seeing that the monster has been eliminated, he changed from his original poised and ready-to-attack stance to a harmless dog squat, slightly peeking out and sniffing in the direction of Johnson.

Then, as if confirming something, he nodded expressionlessly, indicating his approval.

"..."

Watchdog Man is clearly not the type to be good at socializing. He only communicates with Johnson, his colleague from the Hero Association, through actions. Then, he leaps onto a nearby building and disappears into the dense city buildings in a few jumps.

His amazing jumping ability was on full display, and his movements were equally skillful. Even Peter Parker exclaimed that he was an expert.

This was the first time that Johnson had come into direct contact with Watchdog Man. This Q City guardian, who was jokingly referred to by netizens as Saitama's alter ego in his previous life, was currently ranked C-class 301st. His ranking fluctuated on the weekly hero ranking list, but there were no major changes. He had been hovering on the edge of the bottom of C-class.

This is also the reality for most truly strong individuals. Before the S-class system was officially introduced, they often carried out their heroic activities quietly. Even if they defeated many powerful monsters that were beyond the capabilities of ordinary heroes, they would not publicize it like those who are keen on fame and fortune.

From their perspective, these were just trivial matters done on a whim.

Watching Watchdog Man leave, Johnson observed that his every move was no different from that of a real dog; he was practically a giant Samoyed that had eaten the Human-Human Fruit.

"This is really..." With a well-intentioned but unspoken thought, Qiao Sen let out a heartfelt exclamation, "This is truly a hardcore cosplay enthusiast!"

City C.

A notorious bounty hunter was holding hostages and confronting the police with a large bundle of high explosives when, in the next instant, the explosives disappeared from his hands, his limbs broke, and he lay on the ground howling in pain.

The group of police officers hiding behind the police car looked at each other in bewilderment.