Shirou's clones number 30 million

In just a few seconds, the two fought their way from the ground to the sky, and then back down to the ground, gradually moving away from the bookshelves.

"What's going on? I thought this was a library-like place, but why are people fighting?"

Shirou Narusaka, who had been sitting in a chair reading a book, put the book away and slowly walked over.

"Another newcomer? Don't worry about them. It should be over in a bit. The two of them can't really determine a winner."

"Is that so? Judging from your clothes and demeanor, you must be a modern scientist, right? My name is Fujimaru Ritsuka, what's yours?"

"Fujimaru...?"

The name made Shirou Narusaka instinctively look over.

Her clothes were clearly modern, and her appearance vaguely resembled her past self. Her magical energy fluctuations were very weak.

"Oh, it's Fujimaru. How far have you progressed in saving humanity?"

"Salvation of humanity? What does that mean? The world isn't facing any major crisis, so there's no need for me to save it, is there?"

"You do not know?"

Narusaka Shirou looked surprised and gently took his hand.

The next moment, countless memories flooded into Fujimaru Ritsuka's body, causing him to fall into deep thought.

After a long while, he looked up at Narusaka Shirou and said with a smile:

"I see, so it's about saving humanity? That sounds interesting."

"With my current strength, I might be able to save the other 47 Masters."

"With 48 Masters going to the Singularity together, each summoning a Heroic Spirit, it would be hard to lose."

"Will it go that smoothly?" Shirou Narusaka remained noncommittal.

"Well... actually, with my current strength, I don't even need the help of Heroic Spirits. I can defeat them all on my own."

"Need any help? Adris, who's fighting over there, would be happy to come to you."

"No, there are some things that I have to do myself."

"That's true."

As they spoke, the other Shirous appeared one after another beside the two.

"Is there another newcomer? Welcome to Shirou Space."

"Hello, come and shake hands."

"What's going on over there? It's so noisy!"

"Fujimaru Ritsuka? You don't look like Rin at all; you look more like us from our past lives. By the way, why don't you call yourself Fujimaru Shirou?"

Upon hearing Kitahara Shirou's last sarcastic remark, Fujimaru Ritsuka chuckled dryly and said:

"Perhaps this is the difference between reincarnation and rebirth? If I hadn't entered this place, I would be no different from an ordinary reincarnation."

Chapter 288 Instantly Destroyed

Chapter 288, Section 289: Gone in an instant

After about an hour, the two who had been fighting finally stopped and walked over side by side.

"Oh... are you finally done? How did it go?" Asami Shirou asked with a light laugh.

The balding newcomer glanced at him and slowly said:

"I didn't lose, and he didn't win either."

"Oh...I think I understand."

This argument is clearly at a disadvantage.

That's true. When the strength is exactly the same, how to use it becomes extremely important. Combat experience, fighting spirit, and mindset are also very crucial.

If you are not careful, you will be at a disadvantage.

However, with such overwhelming power, it is equally difficult to lose completely.

"By the way, what's wrong with your hair? Is it natural? Or is it some kind of illness?"

"This is a side effect of strenuous exercise."

"What kind of exercise can make you lose your hair? Iron head kung fu?"

Asami Shirou instinctively reached out, but stopped just before touching him.

Upon seeing this, the newlyweds immediately grasped his right hand.

"You bastard! Are you mocking me too?"

"I didn't say anything."

"You didn't say anything, but you were cursing me in your heart."

"Is there?"

Asami Shirou felt inexplicably embarrassed, thinking to himself:

There's nothing we can do about it. Anyone who sees his bizarrely styled hair would feel intimidated and worry that it might be some kind of illness.

If someone shares this and ends up with a hairstyle like that, that would be terrifying.

"By the way, this hairstyle probably won't be shared, right, Saitama?"

That's right, the newcomer transmigrated into the protagonist of One-Punch Man a few years ago.

However, the three-year training period is not yet over, and not all of my hair has fallen out; there are still some strands left.

“That’s hard to say.” Saitama chuckled, then said, “We all know that hair loss is a side effect of the limiter being released. Having shared my power, you naturally have to experience this side effect as well.”

"No!"

"Ha ha……"

This time, it was Saitama who was laughing, but he couldn't laugh anymore after a while.

Why is it that everyone else is normal, but I have to suffer this torment?

Damn it! I wish they all would all become bald like me.

No, I'm not bald yet.

"Your hair is already like this, why don't you shave it all off?"

"What's wrong with my hair? It's just a little thinning. I've been using health supplements, and it will definitely grow back in the future!"

Is there any point in deceiving yourself?

"Shut up! It will definitely grow back!"

Two years ago, when he first started exercising, he always felt that he was a time traveler and was special, so he wouldn't follow in the footsteps of Hara Saitama.

After my hair started to thin, I felt uneasy, but after much hesitation, I still persisted in exercising every day.

Day after day, at first I could cover my scalp with my hairstyle, but later I could only wear a hat.

Recently, every time I take off my hat, a few strands of hair fall out, which is too distressing, so I have stopped wearing a hat and let my hair fly in the wind while I run.

Saitama glanced around, his gaze settling on Tsukimi Shirou. He stared intently at him and asked very seriously:

"Do you... have a solution?"

"This hair problem is unsolvable even in the vast universe. Especially in your case, it's clearly already in a late stage."

Shirou Tsukimi suppressed a laugh and unconsciously looked away.

The newlyweds' hairstyle made him want to laugh.

However, it is really unethical to mock another version of yourself for physical defects.

"So... are there any hair loss prevention or hair growth products in the universe? There must be! Go ask for me, or ask Lala to customize one. I trust her inventive abilities."

"Thank you for your trust, but I really can't ask you this. How about you try the Black Grail over there?"

"Oh... there's that trick too!"

Saitama's eyes lit up. Although the Holy Grail was tainted by the evil of this world and could distort wishes, it still possessed great power.

She doesn't ask for world peace, she just wants her hair to grow back. How twisted can such a simple wish go?

"I'll give it a try!"

Saitama immediately ran over, picked up the Black Grail from the collection, and ran back again.

"My hair is finally coming back!"

"Make a wish! I want to have a thick head of hair."

The next instant, the Black Grail emitted a dark light, and all the stored magic power erupted and gathered above his head.

After a long while, with an explosion, the Holy Grail shattered into pieces, and Saitama's head became completely smooth. That shiny head looked exactly like a hard-boiled egg.

Feeling a chill on his head, Saitama instinctively reached up and touched it.

At that moment, the shame and anger in my heart became beyond measure.

"Damn it! What kind of lousy cup is this? Give me back my hair!!"

He couldn't help but crumple the remains of the Holy Grail into a ball with both hands, then crushed it to pieces with force.

"I've spent so much time taking care of my hair! You bastard! That broken cup!"

Then, with red eyes, he looked at Adris and said, word by word:

"You like fighting, don't you? Come on, I'm ready to fight you to the bitter end!"

"Okay, let's go over there."

Adris chuckled softly and ran off into the distance.

Watching the two leave, Shirou Narusaka looked surprised and couldn't help but sigh softly.

There's still something I want to say to Adris, but it looks like their second match will last a long time.

"Seriously, Saitama is clearly angry and just wants a free punching bag. Don't take on this kind of fight."