Shirou's clones number 30 million

"With your abilities, why would you need me as a bodyguard?"

"Well... the person I need you to protect has some personality issues. You can think of him as a human-shaped stone. If nothing happens, he can sit in one place for a thousand years."

"How much money are you paying me! What's the salary?"

"As for his salary, you can spend his money as you please, take as much as you can."

"The person you want me to protect isn't some penniless wretch, is he?"

"No, at the very least you'll have a mountain of gold to squander."

"Deal! I never thought there were such fools in the world who would give me money to spend."

Sun Wukong was speechless. The blonde-haired Launch's rude personality was truly unlikable. He should find someone else; it would also be a good opportunity to explain the situation to the other girl.

"Ah..."

With a gentle breeze, the blonde-haired Lan Qi suddenly turned blue-haired and looked around blankly.

"Where is this place? Why is everyone so afraid of me?"

“You are robbing a train, Miss Lanchi.”

"Huh...? I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Realizing the situation, Blue-haired Lanqi quickly apologized to those around her, bowing repeatedly.

"Miss Lanqi, I would like to ask you to take care of someone's daily life. He has some personality issues..."

"Okay, but sometimes I lose consciousness and become a different, more irritable person."

"It's okay, I've already talked to the other you."

"Then there's no problem, leave it to me."

"Before that, let's hand these stolen items over to the flight attendants so they can return them to the passengers."

"Ok."

Blue-haired Lanqi picked up the bag full of valuables from the ground and apologized to those around her again.

"I'm so sorry..."

Chapter 643 I'm Going to Quit Too

Chapter 643, Section 644: I'm Going to Quit Too

"I am back!"

Inside the Yorozuya, Sun Wukong opened the Anywhere Door and walked out with Blue-haired Launch.

"Hello everyone, I'm Lanqi."

Lanqi bowed slightly to greet everyone present, her gaze immediately settling on Saitama.

According to what Sun Wukong just said, the person she is to take care of is bald.

Of all the people present, he was the only bald man.

Upon noticing Saitama's simple and clear face, which seemed to be different from everyone else's, Launch couldn't help but show curiosity.

Can a mere change in expression really alter one's impression so drastically?

"Mr. Saitama, please guide me in the future."

"Please give me more advice."

Saitama responded.

“Speaking of which, now that there’s one more person, wouldn’t it be better to move to a bigger house?” Shirou Shiro said with a smile. “Or, perhaps we could just settle down in a different world.”

Shiro Hashiba followed up, speaking as he thought:

“There’s no need for that. Saitama lives alone in the neighborhood. He’s the only one in the entire complex. We can just knock down a few of the neighboring houses and make some minor renovations.”

"Isn't it inappropriate to build unauthorized structures?"

"Well... just buy that neighborhood. It's become a deserted area, so it won't cost too much."

In that instant, Shirou Shirazawa unconsciously recalled the embarrassing situation Shirou Hashiba had faced when he first entered the Yorozuya, and burst into laughter.

"Haha... You've changed so much. When you first joined, you looked so embarrassed."

"I joined earlier than you, didn't I?" Shirou Hashiba couldn't help but say.

Is there a difference?

"I joined before you, so it's rather strange of you to say that."

"That's true."

Shirou Shirazawa laughed for a while, picked up the notebook on the table, and then said:

"Now that the Saitama issue has been resolved, let's continue discussing the tournament schedule, shall we?"

“You two keep talking, I’m leaving,” Apollo interjected.

At that moment, Artemis suddenly tugged at Apollo's sleeve, leaned close to his ear, and asked:

"Brother Apollo, can I go to the Dragon Ball world for a visit?"

"That's possible, but why are you suddenly interested in that place?"

"I want to learn the secrets of how the Dragon Balls are made."

"A good idea, but can it be learned? That's a secret technique passed down through someone's bloodline, almost like an animal's instinct."

"I want to give it a try. Namekians are also a kind of human, just a more advanced animal. I'm best at dealing with animals."

That's incredibly arrogant.

Seeing her confident demeanor, Apollo couldn't help but smile and nodded in agreement.

"In that case, I'll go with you. That world is somewhat dangerous too."

“Sun Wukong is, after all, a native being, and can come and go as he pleases. There’s no need to worry about him too much.”

“But we are outsiders to that world, and we might encounter some danger. If we go together, I can help you escape if we encounter a difficult enemy.”

Although the possibility is not very high, it's better to be safe than sorry.

After watching Apollo and the other man leave, Goku's gaze shifted to Saitama, who was standing there dumbfounded, and Launch, who seemed somewhat at a loss. He quickly walked over to them.

"Lanqi, I've already told you about Saitama's situation."

"From now on, you can decide where to go and what to do, and just take him with you."

"Next, I'll accompany you on this trip."

"Where are we going?" Blue-haired Lanqi asked curiously.

"Let's go to Saitama's current residence first. Of course, this house is only a temporary place to stay..."

As Sun Wukong spoke, he led the two away from the Yorozuya.

In the blink of an eye, only Bai Ze and Hashiba remained in the Yorozuya.

"By the way, where have you decided would be a good location for the competition..."

Shirou Shirazawa looked up from his notebook and was surprised to find that the room was empty.

"Where is everyone? How come it's just the two of us left again?"

"Idiot, everyone's gone."

Shirou Hashiba was speechless, muttered something, and then said:

"Speaking of which, I have to go now. I made a date with Aki Shino, and it's almost time."

"You're leaving too! What about the work? This was clearly the task you took on, are you going to dump it all on me?!"

"We're running out of time. I'll leave a clone here to discuss this with you."

"Wait a minute! That's not fair of you. The clone doesn't have the authority to make decisions. Even if it comes up with a good idea, it can't decide immediately. It can only write it all down."

Shirou Hakuzawa paused for a moment, then said, word by word:

"In other words, this is a task that can only be completed by the original body."

"Uh... fine, I'll risk my life to accompany you on your date, and let my shadow clone go with Shino Aki."

"Don't make it sound so awkward. This is clearly the commission you accepted! Ultimately, I'm just helping you out here. In other words, you should be thanking me."

"I see, thank you."

"There's no sincerity at all. Forget it, let's continue. We were just talking about the venue. How do you think it should be arranged?"

"I think you're right about everything."

"what……?"

At that moment, Shirou Shirazawa suddenly realized that something was amiss.

He reached out and touched Shirou Hashiba's hand, but there was no reaction. He instantly realized that this was just a shadow clone.

It couldn't be that I was staring at him the whole time we were talking.

So, it must have been when everyone else left that I was organizing the contents of my notebook and didn't notice what they were doing at all.

In other words, when he said he was leaving, he had already left.

"Damn it! You've gone too far! I'm quitting! I'm done!"

"I'm sorry." Shirou Hashiba bowed slightly.

"Damn it! You sent a shadow clone to apologize to me? What good is that? You completely wasted my sincerity. We're breaking up! I'm breaking up with you!"

"I'm sorry, it shouldn't take too long for the main body to take care of things. He actually knows that now is a time when every second counts."

"Knowing it was such an urgent moment, he still chose to go on a date with a woman? Terrible, absolutely terrible!"

"Feel sorry."

"I don't want to hear your apology. Since you've all left, I'll leave too. Isn't it just surrendering? Anyone can do that. What competition planning? It's not like I took on this task."

Just then, a familiar male voice came from the doorway: