Dragon Ball: I Am Saitama

"It's so boring. I never thought I would be so bored without those monsters."

Saitama [Saitama] scratched his head in a bored manner. A few days ago, after Saitama and his disciple Genos defeated a super monster, the monster exploded before its death. In the huge explosion, the space was distorted to form a dark Saitama walked into the hole curiously, and Genos followed suit.

In the blink of an eye, Saitama and Genos came to this world. In a few days, Saitama never encountered any monsters again. Saitama, who was used to being a hero every day, began to miss the world he was in.

"Have you checked North? Is there any supermarket sale nearby?"

Seeing Genos coming back at this time, Saitama asked expectantly. The money he made in the past two days was not much. If he continued like this, he would spend it all. He hoped there would be a big sale, so how much money would he still have? You can buy more food.

"I'm sorry, teacher, there are no supermarket sales around here."

Genos looked at Saitama very apologetically. He knew that Teacher Saitama was interested in only two things. One was a powerful opponent, but Genos believed that there could not be anyone or monster in the world who could be the teacher's opponent. The other was It's a supermarket sale.

"It's over, it's over. In a few days, I won't have a house to live in and no food to eat."

Saitama rubbed his head in annoyance and said with a painful expression: "Does it mean that I have to go back to what I was before and become a clerk?"

Saitama murmured to himself that there are no monsters to kill in this world, which means that he will have no income, and no income means that he will not be able to live in a house or buy food.

"Teacher, don't worry, my disciple has already found a way for you to make money."

Genos said with a very calm expression, as a cyborg, he does not need to eat, drink, and defecate like ordinary people.

"Oh, that's good." The expression on Saitama's face changed, and returned to the calm expression that day when the ground collapsed.

Genos was not surprised by this. For Teacher Saitama, basically nothing could make him excited. He realized more and more that Teacher Saitama lacked certain emotions because he was too powerful.

"What can I do?"

Saitama is still very stressed about making money. He has no choice. There are no monsters, no hero associations, and no bounties in this world. For him who has been away from the workplace for many years, he really can't think of any other way to make money.

"Teacher, tomorrow the world's best martial arts tournament will be held not far from here. Many masters will come to compete, and the one who wins the world's best will receive a bonus of fifty or one million yuan."

Genos paused for a moment and looked at Saitama with great reverence: "And with your strength, teacher, I think you can win the first place in the world and get a high bonus with almost no effort."

"Fifty or a million?"

Saitama lowered his head and did some calculations, and murmured to himself: "With this money, I won't have to worry about it in the next few months."

"it is good."

Saitama clenched his fist, raised his face, and said solemnly: "I have decided that I will definitely get the prize money from the No. [-] Martial Arts Club in the world."

"Finally, I can see the teacher take action again. I hope there will be some powerful masters in this world's best martial arts club."

Genos' eyes flashed with longing, and he longed in his heart to see how powerful Saitama-sensei would be if he took action seriously during his lifetime.

"Genos, let's go, we're going to participate in the World Championships right away.

A martial arts club. "

Seeing Saitama set off in a hurry, Genos shouted: "Teacher, the direction is wrong, it's this way."

Saitama turned around, expressionless: "Oh, it turns out we went to the wrong place."

"Teacher, let me lead the way as a disciple."

Saitama had no objection to this: "Okay."

Under the guidance of Genos, the two of them quickly arrived at the registration office of the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association. They simply filled out the form and completed the registration.

"Teacher, do you feel it? Those people over there are so strong. It seems that they are also here to participate in the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association."

Among the people Genos pointed at, there was a short man with a bald head, a tall man with long hair like a flying cat, and an old man with a black hat.

"Especially the old man, I felt a terrible aura from him."

Saitama glanced at the old man with the black hat, shrugged and said, "I don't think there's anything special about him. I hope he will be strong as you said."

Saitama sighed, a little sadness flashed across his face, but in a flash, he had already gotten used to the days without opponents.

Regarding Saitama's comments, Genos could only respond: "Teacher, you can definitely find your opponent, maybe he is."

"hope so."

Saitama said with a calm expression, and then walked away, leaving only one sentence: "North, let's go, we'd better go to the nearby supermarket to see if there are any supermarket discounts."

"That man is a bit special. He always feels kind... and there is another person. His aura is also very strong."

The old man in black hat murmured to himself: "It seems that there are many masters in this world's best martial arts meeting."

"Teacher Wu Tian, ​​what are you talking to yourself?"

At this time, the short bald man asked, and the old man, Teacher Wu Tian, ​​responded: "It's nothing, I just saw two strange people."

"What a strange person. I think he probably saw a few plump girls. His old habit has returned."

A beautiful girl with short hair among the group put her hands on her hips and sighed: "Wukong has an unreliable master like you. I really feel sad for him."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it for now. The registration will end in a while. It seems that Puyaru can only change into Goku's appearance. I will sign up for Goku first."

The long-haired man with scars on his face said.

"Wukong really has no sense of time at all. It's really worrying. I'm really afraid that he will forget time and miss the martial arts meeting."

The little bald man was a little resentful, and then he became worried.

"Klin, please relax. Wukong bulldozed an evil legion with his own strength."

The girl seemed relieved and full of confidence in the Wukong she was talking about.

"Bulma, you're right. That kid Wukong is as strong as a monster. If you have to worry, I'm afraid it's my fault too. Don't meet Wukong before the quarterfinals. Otherwise, he won't even be able to enter the quarterfinals. That's too much. Shame on you."

The little bald Klin was obviously relieved and said self-deprecatingly.

At this time, a strange young man with bare feet, wearing tiger skin, carrying a stick, and a tail appeared like the wind, stopped in front of a few people, and said to them with bright and simple big eyes: "Everyone. Well, long time no see.”