From Hunter x Hunter to Supreme Will

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The shouts resounded through the sky.

But all he got in response was the scorching sun and the light breeze.

Just like that, after standing under the scorching sun for half a minute, Saitama's tense expression suddenly relaxed, and he picked his nose, "Tsk, forget it... a coward who dares not show his head."

He figured it out. Even if it was a ghost, it didn't matter. Although he felt a little scared, "that thing" was just peeping at him and didn't dare to show itself, which meant it was still afraid of him.

It's just... it will make him very uncomfortable.

Then he strode forward.

Continue to start a new day of 'hero work' and look for opportunities to do part-time work.

……

In the air, dimly looking at the bald figure, smiled slightly.

There was a 'something' about Saitama that he was familiar with.

lonely.

People who are extremely powerful will eventually be accompanied by loneliness... because there are too few people who can keep up with their pace. Maybe for themselves, they are just walking and walking... and when they look back, they find that there is no one around them, and they are the only one left.

That's right.

The same is true for Saitama.

This feeling of loneliness reached its peak when I was in the Dark Continent.

But now, Long has learned to "reconcile himself"... This is also one of the fundamental reasons why he wants to bring the resources back to full-time.

From another perspective...Saitama is pitiful.

Naturally, the same goes for Long.

Looking at the world of One Punch Man, it seems that Saitama is saving humanity time and time again... In fact, it is the appearance of Genos, Fubuki, King and others who "save" Bald Man time and time again, helping him find the "precious things" that are gradually being lost in his "humanity."

Their salvation is mutual.

The 'voyeurism' on the second day was still very ordinary... I couldn't see any factors related to the 'limiter' on Saitama.

Just like that, after spying for a week, Long gave up completely.

Trying to use the "limiter" to advance the method is basically a dead end.

Just as he guessed, Saitama’s limiter is uniqueness.

It is deeply tied to the world. If anyone else could do it, this place wouldn't be called 'One Punch Man'.

Even if he personally asked the bald man about the limiter and Saitama was willing to tell the truth, the answer he would probably get would be the same as Genos's, which is daily push-ups, sit-ups, running, and so on... meaningless.

In addition, Long had completely abandoned the monster's resources.

In this way, Long has more free time and no longer has to follow Baldy around every day. He can just stay at home and play games, go shopping, etc. When he has nothing to do, wouldn't his life be very comfortable?

But he never expected that his "surveillance" for several days would cause such a great psychological pressure on the bald man.

The moment he walked out of the house every day, the feeling of being 'stared' by those burning eyes... almost drove Saitama crazy.

Although he acted calm and didn't care at first, he couldn't help but think about it in his head... As a result, the more he thought about it, the greater the psychological pressure.

In particular, when the bald man had a thought that made him shudder, this uneasiness reached its peak.

"Does this mean... that I will be shrouded in this strange feeling for the rest of my life?"

...

On the last day, Oboro has decided to stop spying on Saitama's daily life from tomorrow on.

Big night.

Without warning, there was a knock on his door.

Long glanced at the clock and it was already past midnight.

Before this, he always came back just before Saitama... every day, so Saitama naturally wouldn't suspect him.

At this hour, no one else could knock on his door except Saitama.

After all, they were the only two living in the entire apartment.

Moreover, although they had been 'living under the same roof' for more than a week, the two had hardly any communication except for greeting each other at the beginning.

Given Saitama's personality, to be honest, Oboro was quite surprised that someone suddenly knocked on his door so late.

"Oboro...are you there? I'm Saitama..."

"You didn't sleep?"

Long is playing games.

Hearing the sound, he put down the handle and went to open the door in his pajamas.

As soon as the door opened, Saitama was seen standing at the door with a somewhat unnatural expression.

"what happened?"

Hazy said in surprise.

"It's okay, I brought you some things as a gift... After all, we have been neighbors since the day you moved in... I haven't visited you formally yet." Saitama scratched his cheek with his fingers awkwardly and said in a stiff tone.

He didn't dare to meet Long's gaze.

There were clear words written on his face saying "I'm up to something".

Saitama actually took the initiative to socialize with him...Oboro was extremely surprised.

Is this definitely still the bald devil?

Oboro looked down and saw a bag in Saitama's hand, which contained a "gift".

A cabbage.

That’s right, it’s a cabbage.

"..."

Long was stunned for a moment, but quickly came to his senses and took the gift from Saitama, "Thank you, come in and sit down."

Then, he stepped aside to let Saitama enter the house.

While closing the door, he turned around and went to the refrigerator to get a drink for Saitama.

Saitama was looking at the furnishings and decorations in his room.

After seeing those valuable furniture and appliances, Saitama completely believed his guess that Oboro was not the same as him... a down-and-out urban fringe person.

Obviously, very rich!

"How did a guy like you find a place to live?"

After sitting casually on the mat, Saitama took the juice from Oboro and asked directly.

Chapter 632 Game Suppression

"Hehe... I have to do this for a reason."

Hazy said perfunctorily.

"What's the reason?"

A normal person would have been tactful enough to stop asking questions after hearing this, but Saitama immediately responded.

"..."

Long looked at him and also sat cross-legged.

"Alas... Actually, I came here because I was being hunted... The other party is very powerful. If it were in a normal social environment, I would probably be killed by them. But if this is a dangerous area where monsters roam, they naturally wouldn't dare to come looking for me... This uninhabited area is very famous in City Z." Long lied without blinking.

"Is that so..."

Saitama nodded, not quite understanding, "If it's a group of bad guys, I can help you."

"no need."

Long shook his head and refused directly.

"By the way... You came to see me so late, maybe there is something wrong?"

Seeing that the bald man still wanted to dwell on this topic, Long immediately changed the subject.

"Uh…"

Saitama felt a little embarrassed by this interruption.

Then, he coughed solemnly, suddenly turned his head to look at the night sky outside the window, then leaned his upper body closer and said in a whisper, "Long...you have been living here recently, have you felt anything different?"

"What's different?"

Long was stunned for a moment.

"It's just... there's something dirty. Don't you feel that, secretly, there seems to be some 'weird thing' watching your every move?"

Saitama spoke each word seriously.

Seeing his serious expression, Long suddenly realized something.

"I didn't feel anything at first, but after hearing you say that, it seems like I do feel something."

Long echoed.

"right?!"

When Saitama heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Do you know any special people who do exorcism?"

It turned out to be the case.

Long now knew why the bald man came to find him.