Chapter 912: First Encounter with Tatsumaki

The Hero Association's helicopter had apparently undergone some modifications; its flight speed was very fast, and it wasn't long before it brought Broly and the others to the Hero Association Headquarters in A-City.

"Say, Broly, your own flight speed would be faster, right? Why bother taking a helicopter with us?"

After getting off the helicopter, Saitama thought of something and suddenly asked.

"It would be faster, but what would I do by arriving faster? Am I supposed to come a step early and wait here foolishly for everyone to gather before starting the meeting?"

Broly shrugged; during the brief time on the helicopter, he had taken a short rest.

"That makes sense. By the way, how many other S-Class Heroes haven't arrived?"

Saitama asked the staff member beside him.

"Uh, you guys are the last batch; everyone who should come has come. The rest are those who can't make it."

The staff member replied.

"Then good, no need to wait for anyone!"

Saitama was very happy and took the lead walking toward the main gate.

"Say, who is that bald guy?"

"Seems like a C-Class Hero who's been pretty famous in Z-City recently, nickname 'Baldy Head-Exploding Maniac'."

"How come he came with S-Class Heroes?"

"Don't know, but in some rumors, he has a reputation for credit-stealing. Perhaps this time, seeing the S-Class Hero summons, he shamelessly begged other S-Class Heroes to bring him along————"

Unaware of the outsiders' evaluations behind him, Saitama, harboring the mood of being a hero (earning reward money), stepped into the Hero Association Headquarters with light steps.

The alloy door opened, and a person wearing a kimono, with two katana at his waist, dressed strikingly like Yasuo, turned his head back.

Upon seeing Bang, he laughed and greeted him: "Silver Fang."

"Long time no see, Atomic Samurai."

"I knew you'd come. Also the cyborg Genos, Flashy Flash Broly, and———— hmm, an unfamiliar face I don't recognize."

Atomic Samurai looked at the ordinary Saitama and couldn't help but frown slightly.

"He is C-Class Saitama, a genius who will inevitably rise to S-Class Rank in the future; bringing him now is no problem."

Bang helped introduce him.

"Uncle is a hero too, hello."

Saitama, in a good mood, greeted Atomic Samurai who looked older than himself, and even proactively reached out his hand preparing to shake hands as a courtesy.

However, Saitama's hand wearing red rubber gloves was quickly brushed aside. Atomic Samurai looked at him with a sidelong glance, his expression slightly contemptuous, and said: "I won't shake hands with you, because I only acknowledge the strong. When you become an S-Class Hero, I'll greet you then!"

He turned and left, but didn't forget to add: "Also, I'm not old enough to be called Uncle; I'm only 37 this year."

【37 years old and not an Uncle? I only just found out————】

Saitama thought to himself.

"Aren't you going to refute that guy's words?"

Broly then asked.

"Refute that he's an Uncle?"

Saitama subconsciously retorted.

"Your focus is a bit strange. I meant the sentence before that; he should be mocking you as a weakling."

"Is that so?"

"I originally thought only your reaction speed was slow; didn't expect your reflex arc to be quite long too."

"You're saying I'm dull?"

"Strange, how come you reacted at this moment instead?"

"I could always react. The reason I didn't react was just that I felt what he said wasn't actually wrong. Other people's respect is always earned by oneself. Under circumstances where I haven't achieved any merits, it's perfectly normal for him to be unwilling to deal with a C-Class Hero like me."

"That guy's words were implicitly mocking you as a weakling. Wouldn't it work if you just showed a little strength to prove yourself?

""

"How to prove it? Am I supposed to beat him up?"

"That's not impossible either."

"Broly, you're still young. You, who have never stepped into the workplace, don't understand. Conflicts between colleagues, violence is not————"

"Sensei Saitama, Mr. Broly has already left."

Genos reminded from the side.

"Hey, at least listen to me finish before leaving."

Saitama complained a bit and hurriedly followed after him.

"You there in front, stop right there!"

Just at this moment, a somewhat imposing loli voice came from behind.

"A lost elementary student?"

Saitama turned back and saw a half-grown girl, and subconsciously asked.

"That is the S-Class Rank 2 Hero, Tornado of Terror Tatsumaki, an esper who defeats enemies with psychic powers."

Genos also turned back, and upon seeing the loli-appearing Tatsumaki, introduced her.

And Broly stopped his steps directly the moment Tatsumaki spoke, only because the Crystal Palace gave a prompt message in his consciousness the moment this voice sounded.

【New capture target discovered: Tornado of Terror Tatsumaki, current Happiness Value 0, continuously decreasing】

"I have no business with you small fry. Move aside!"

Tatsumaki's stature wasn't large, but her aura wasn't small. Her short high-heeled shoes stepped on the tile floor, making a tap-tap-tap sound.

She walked straight past the three—Saitama, Bang, and Genos—and arrived in front of Broly. Because of the height difference, she had to look up to see him.

"You're that newly promoted S-Class Rank 3 Flashy Flash?!"

But even with her head tilted back, Tatsumaki still wore that bossy posture, as if she were the one truly looking down on others.

"I am. You must be Sister Tatsumaki, nice to meet you."

Broly had heard Tatsumaki's name last night, but seeing her today was unexpected; even more unexpected was that, as Fubuki's sister, she would actually be a capture target recognized by Crystal Palace.

However, this wasn't too surprising to Broly, after all, within his Crystal Palace there were many sister combinations, such as Sakura and Rin, Black Pupil and Red Pupil, etc., as wives.

Broly had many thoughts in his heart, but what showed on his face was politely and restrainedly greeting Fubuki's older sister.

Tatsumaki watched the person before her bend down and extend a hand toward her, somewhat surprised by the other's politeness and by the way she was addressed; she had originally come over to cause some trouble because this guy had recently stolen her spotlight in the Association, but she was suddenly a bit unaccustomed to it.

After all, others' attitudes toward her were either timid and submissive or respectful and deferential, and while S-Class Hero types might directly confront her, someone like this, respectful yet enthusiastic, directly calling her sister, Tatsumaki had truly never encountered.

"What are you shouting about? Who's your sister?!"

Although what Tatsumaki said was still not very friendly, her tone had completely softened.

"I'm Fubuki's person, and you're Fubuki's older sister, so naturally I should call you sister."

Broly explained.

", this short winter melon is someone I met before, the older sister of that B-Class Rank 1 mistress-type person full of mature lady aura, really? Saitama was quite surprised, and even Genos was a bit stunned, but this is normal; in the Hero Association, only a few management personnel who have interacted with Tatsumaki and Fubuki know this news."

"So, you joined the Blizzard Group?"

"Not at all, I just joined today."

Tatsumaki opened and closed her small mouth; she had many things she wanted to say, but they were stuck in her throat.

In her eyes, the Blizzard Group was just an organization where her sister played hero house, and she truly didn't expect that an S-Class Hero could actually be pulled in as a playmate.

Although most S-Class Heroes were trash in her mouth, Tatsumaki also knew these guys were already monsters compared to ordinary people.

And Broly was one of these monsters who had momentum that could almost catch up to her own.

【My sister's person, do I still need to make things difficult for him?】

Tatsumaki was somewhat conflicted.

"Sister Tatsumaki?"

Seeing this loli-like older sister of Fubuki's with uncertain expressions on her face before him, Broly couldn't help but call out to her again.

"Hmm?"

Tatsumaki came back to herself and looked at him, making a sound from her nasal cavity expressing her confusion.

"You called me, is there something?"

And Broly's counter-question made her realize that it was she who had called the other person.

"Hmph, I don't have anything to find you for, I just saw you, this newly promoted S-Class newcomer, came over to say hello!"

Tatsumaki lightly hummed and said.

"Then Sister Tatsumaki is truly a good senior."

Broly complimented her with a sentence.

"Genos, you are also a newly promoted S-Class Hero, why doesn't she come say hello to you, and moreover, just now she called you miscellaneous fish, right?"

Saitama could speak, and this sentence directly made Tatsumaki lose some face.

"You baldy who isn't an S-Class Hero, what are you doing here, is this a place you can come to? If you're sensible, hurry up and get lost for me!"

Tatsumaki immediately shifted her target and started being poison-tongued directly at Saitama.

"Alright alright, Tatsumaki, Saitama came with me, so give this old man some face."

Bang helped speak; whether Saitama was willing to learn Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist from him was still undecided, and as someone who would be or was the other's master, he naturally had to brush up some goodwill in front of this future disciple.

"Hmph~"

Tatsumaki lightly hummed and left directly, giving Bang some face.

"That arrogant little brat, is he really an S-Class Hero?"

Saitama only now reacted, but was also somewhat impolite.

"Alright, Saitama, the fact that she is an S-Class Hero is certain, don't argue with her, let's hurry to the meeting, otherwise being late wouldn't be good."

"I won't argue with an arrogant little brat————"

Saitama took a deep breath and exhaled; he, who considered himself an adult, quickly adjusted his mindset.

【Truly, only children gather together!】

He watched Broly following Tatsumaki's footsteps ahead, and thought to himself.

A group of people entered the conference room one after another.

And inside the conference room, some S-Class Heroes were already seated.

According to seating order, Broly, as the third seat, sat down beside Tatsumaki, who was the second seat.

【Flashy Flash Broly? Although he's not bad looking, his figure is too sturdy, not my type; as for Genos, I must take this opportunity to get on good terms with him.】

The 18th seat, Sexy Prisoner, thought.

"Whether it's a ghost or a dragon, I'm not afraid."

The 17th seat, Metal Bat, spoke directly, breaking the somewhat silent atmosphere in the conference room.

【Most S-Class Heroes have arrived; it seems the situation is indeed serious, but with Teacher Saitama and Mr. Broly here, there's absolutely no problem.】

The 16th seat, Genos, thought.

【I know the Cyborg and Flashy Flash, but who is that baldy, how did he get in too?】

The 15th seat, Tanktop Master, was somewhat confused.

【Flashy Flash, like me bearing the name Flash, is his speed also fast?】

The 14th seat, Flashy Flash, glanced at Broly's seat several more times.

【The breath of a beast; that guy who just came in is somewhat dangerous, but, I seem to smell a stench, who is secretly farting?】

The 13th seat, Watchdog Man, twitched his nose; he, whose sense of smell was relatively keen, slightly furrowed his brow.

【Everyone is staring at my muscles, eyes unblinking!】

The 12th-ranked Blackluster flexed his pectorals, reacting much like the muscleheads at the gym who love to show off, and he was also the only one who came to the meeting wearing nothing but briefs.

【This burger doesn't taste too good; the meat seems a bit spoiled, made me fart a few times.】

The 11th-ranked Pig God thought as he ate.

The 10th-ranked Drive Knight's electronic single eye swiveled around.

The 9th-ranked Zombieman looked toward Pig God's direction, brows furrowing.

The 8th-ranked King; those standing close could faintly hear the thump-thump-thump of his King Engine heartbeat.

The 7th-ranked Child Emperor licked the lollipop in his hand, gazing at the first-ranked empty seat, a trace of disappointment surfacing on his face.

The 5th-ranked Metal Knight didn't come; the seat sat empty.

The 4th-ranked Atomic Samurai observed Saitama; from Bang's attitude, he guessed Bang's thoughts.

"So, when does the meeting start?"

The 3rd-ranked Silver Fang, Bang asked directly.

"Hell if I know. Suddenly called me over saying there's some crisis, but won't say what it is. I've already waited two hours."

Tatsumaki was quite dissatisfied, but when she looked at Broly, she made a promise instead: "Don't worry. Since you called me Big Sister, I'll cover for you. Even if some world-shaking crisis comes, this tall girl's got your back."

"Mhm."

Broly didn't retort about Tatsumaki's loli-stature height, instead nodding seriously.

"Can you pour a cup of tea?"

Saitama was a bit thirsty, asking the robot beside him.

Just as the robot served him a cup of hot tea, the Hero Association Headquarters finally had some responsible personnel arrive.

"Sorry we're late. Metal Knight and Blast's whereabouts are unknown; we can't contact them for now. Waiting further isn't an option, so we'll begin the emergency meeting now.

This meeting will be explained by me, Sitch. No time to waste — straight to the point. The reason we've gathered the Hero Association's top masters this time is none other than to ask you all to defend Earth.

However, even S-Class heroes numerous as supermen may perish in this disaster. Running away is also a form of courage. So even if you refuse this mission, the Association can still retain your S-Class seat.

But once you've heard what comes next, no one will be allowed to desert and withdraw. We'll keep you all at Headquarters for the time being until the matter is resolved. This is also to avoid chaos. It can't be helped. Hope you all understand.

Well then, everyone — does anyone want to withdraw?"

Saitama drank his hot tea; not a single S-Class hero present stood up to leave.

"Is what you're saying really worth all this fuss? I left my little sister's precious piano recital midway to rush here. If it's nothing major, watch me smash this Headquarters!"

Metal Bat spoke up first, and his attitude was very rude.

"Hmph. With that piece-of-junk bat of yours, how would you smash the Headquarters?"

"Hah. Want me to chop off that drill hair of yours first?"

"You dare, watermelon-bug-headed idiot!"

"What did you say?"

Before the real business was even spoken, Tatsumaki and Metal Bat started squabbling.

"Just say whatever business there is directly. Otherwise I'm worried this airplane hair will get done in."

Flashy Flash clearly knew Tatsumaki's strength, signaling Sitch to continue with the real business.

"Hey, hair-clip-wearing bastard, so you're standing on that woman's side?"

Sitch sighed, speaking directly: "The Great Prophet, Shibabawa-sama, has died.

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The words fell, and the quarreling stopped.

"Who is Shibabawa-sama?"

While everyone asked about the cause of death, Broly curiously asked Tatsumaki.

"You don't know?"

"That's truly being ignorant and out of touch; he is a world-famous Prophet who cooperates with the Hero Association to help prophesy disasters about to occur around the world."

"That's truly ignorant. She was a world-famous prophet who collaborated with the Hero Association, helping predict disasters about to occur around the world.

And the disasters she predicted — almost one hundred percent would occur. The Hero Association would dispatch powerful heroes in advance based on her prophecies, nipping disasters in the bud.

"Many of the quests the Association dispatches to us are ones she prophesied out, counting as a person who adds workload."

"Many of the missions the Association assigns us were predicted by her. She's basically the guy who adds to our workload."

"But even if a prophet died, it shouldn't warrant calling a big meeting like this, right?"

Saitama, listening from the side, couldn't help but ask.

"Before Shibabawa-sama choked to death on candy, she wrote her final deathbed prophecy on paper. And this is something that will one hundred percent happen in the future!"

Sitch placed the paper in his palm onto the projector, letting everyone see the prophecy written on it.

"Earth is done for?!"

Those present saw it — some shocked, some stunned.

Naturally, there were also those who didn't take it seriously.

"What kind of prophecy is this? It's really boring. I still have cram school to attend. Can I go back?"

"Child Emperor, they say you're a genius boy, but you can't even judge a crisis like this? I can only say a kid is just a ki—" "What did you say?"

"Listen. Shibabawa-sama's prophecy accuracy is one hundred percent. Relying on her prophecies, our Association has saved countless lives. But never once has a major disaster made her directly use the word 【done for】 to describe it————"

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