[Comprehensive] Help, Lord Nan!

The so-called thinking day by day and dreaming at night, that night Naoto Kudo slept and had a nightmare - Saiki Kusuo was holding a diamond in his hand, shouting "Take your life" expressionlessly, and ran towards him, terrified him He immediately turned his head and ran wildly, but he couldn't escape after all.

When the little friend was about to poke the drill into his back, Shengsheng woke up in fright and rolled under the bed with a scream.

The first thing he did when he sat up was not to touch his back, but to touch the quilt on the bed.

"Damn it, huh—" He breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the bladder withstood the test and did not urinate.

But then, he couldn't fall asleep no matter what. Seeing that there was no movement in the bed next door, he got in, woke him up, said that he wanted to chat with him, and discussed how to save the country with curves—apprenticeship.

After a good night's sleep, being woken up suddenly made everyone upset, and Kusuo Saiki was no exception, so with a dark face, he grabbed Naoto Kudo's shoulder and smiled slightly: "Since we can't sleep, let's talk about it." Ghost story."

Naoto Kudo was taken aback: "Huh?"

Saiki Kusuo didn't care about his reaction, and started talking on his own: "Did you know that the eastern part of City Z, which is where we live now, has been called the 'ghost city' since I don't know when. ', not only because there are few people living here, but also because there are many incredible legends happening here..."

Some of the legends are true, but some are not necessarily true. Basically, they are related to weird people. They spread through people's mouths, exaggeration and distortion are indispensable, and there is no problem in adapting them to ghost stories on this basis.

Under the effect of getting up, the ghost stories narrated by Saiki Kusuo added a bit of eerie atmosphere, and with the help of his heart, he expanded wherever it made people afraid. Enough, cover your ears and close your eyes.

"Stop listening, stop listening, sleep!"

"Really don't listen?"

"I'm sleepy!"

When he calmed down, Saiki Kusuo closed his eyes, allowed his consciousness to be wrapped in tiredness and continued to sleep peacefully.

After falling asleep, he also had a dream, but it didn't seem to be a dream. Someone kept talking to him in the dark, but when he opened his eyes again, he couldn't remember the person's face and what he said. Content.

Although he didn't have many dreams, mainly prophetic dreams that predicted disasters, but this was the first time he encountered such a situation where he couldn't remember the details...

It may be the sequelae of telling too many ghost stories, but Saiki Kusuo didn't pay much attention.

Let's go back to the matter of apprenticeship that Naoto Kudo has been worried about.

Although he failed the examination and failed to worship Saitama as a teacher, he still got the training method taught by Saitama.

"100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and then run [-] meters, three meals must be regular and quantitative, and you must also pay attention to the exercise of willpower. If you do this every day, you will gradually feel the changes in your body .”

Saitama said it solemnly, and Naoto Kudo memorized it wholeheartedly. After all the records were completed, the latter browsed through it again, and then said with emotion: "It's really a strict training plan."

It was the first time for Saitama to be so recognized by his exercise schedule, and he was immediately moved: "Yeah, as long as you stick to it, you will definitely become stronger!"

Genos, who had known the contents of the plan for a long time: "..."

Saiki Kusuo who just learned about the plan: "..."

Saiki Kusuo gave Genos a look—is the plan real?

Genos nodded helplessly.

In fact, he himself didn't believe that the teacher became stronger to such an inhuman level with this plan of strengthening and exercising, but he could only accept what the teacher said.

To thank him for such a selfless professor, Naoto Kudo bowed deeply: "Mr. Saitama, I will definitely work hard. Come visit me after I finish my studies and let you witness my success!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you!" Saitama also raised his fist and made a gesture of cheering. He opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but until the end, he just nodded to him and gave him silent encouragement.

After parting, Naoto Kudo was still very moved by this little detail. When he went down the stairs, he kept nagging Saiki Kusuo about it.

"Teacher Qiyu is so emotional, he would be choked up because of my leaving." He said, his eyes were still red for a week.

Saiki Kusuo: "..."

"I must work hard, and let Saitama-sensei see the fruits of my hard work as soon as possible!" Clenched his fists.

What he didn't know was that Saitama upstairs was caressing his chest, and said with relief: "It's okay, it's okay."

Genos wondered: "What's okay?"

Saitama raised his hand to touch the back of his smooth head, and said embarrassingly: "Fortunately, I almost kept my mouth shut just now, or it would be embarrassing to let him know that I didn't remember his name."

Genos: "..."

Saiki Kusuo knew this from his heart, so for Naoto Kudo's emotional confession at this time, his heart... It took a lot of effort to control the muscles on his face and abdomen, and barely held back The desire to laugh.

It's okay if you don't remember your name, and you can avoid embarrassment by reminding Saitama a little when you meet in the future. It's already very good to let this guy have a desire to exercise.

"Yeah, come on." Therefore, he didn't bother to reveal it.

It is the management of the Heroes Association who has the opposite heavy heart and sense of regret.

Saiki Kusuo's performance in the examination room couldn't hide it from them—the venue was damaged, and repair funds needed to be reported. As long as one looked at the damage marks, it was clear that ordinary people could not make it.

A person with superpowers can be so physically strong, perfect in offense and defense, and has excellent performance, so it's a pity not to be included in the association.

"It's not easy to meet someone with S-level potential."

"Yes."

There were sighs of regret in the conference room.

A man in a suit sitting on the most central chair slapped the table loudly, and said with a gloomy face, "Didn't I ask you to pass the person who was walking with him before?"

Seeing Kusuo Saiki's performance in the locker room through the surveillance, the man in the suit thought about using a more tortuous way to make him available to the association.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the people around showed embarrassing expressions.

"What's the matter?" He raised his eyebrows, and from their performance, there was something strange here.

Sure enough, one of the subordinates stood up and explained with a wry smile: "It's not that we didn't want to, but when the report was being prepared, that person suddenly appeared in the control room."

Sensing the small thoughts of the high-level personnel of the association, Saiki Kusuo didn't bother to argue with them, and directly moved to the control room, threatening the people inside who gave orders.

He flicked the pen on the table, and a terrible hole was poked out in the control panel, followed by a series of terrible electric sounds, the lights on the keys went out, the panel stopped working, and the control panel stopped working. Plumes of black smoke rose, accompanied by a very pungent smell of burnt plastic.

"The human body is much more fragile than steel. It is not easy to live well, so please don't make trouble for nothing." After Saiki Kusuo dropped this sentence quietly, he left straight away and returned to the venue, pretending As if nothing happened, he continued to accompany Naoto Kudo to complete those silly tests.

The stay was very short, probably half a minute.

But no one dared to ignore this threat. They hurriedly changed the plan, re-examined the scores, and sent the certificates to be printed again. Because they were so scared, they even forgot to notify their leaders.

Hearing this, the top person in charge of the Heroes Association did not blame his subordinates for asserting themselves. After all, they are just ordinary people. Facing such a threat, it is normal to choose to back down. Now he can only sigh. Cursed: "Sure enough, he is a guy with S-level potential, and his personality is really troublesome."

This time, flattery was patted on the horse's leg, and there was no way around it. After all, they didn't know much about Qi Mu Kusuo, so let's work harder in the future.

But this "later" is really a long "later".