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Punch II: The House of Evolution

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Everything hurt.

Everything.

There was not a single inch of her body that didn't feel like it had been put through a meat grinder. Hell, her hair hurt.

Ever since she had started coach's regiment a month and some change ago, her life had become this. Suiko (her sister in misery) felt no better, but she at least didn't have to do a mission a week to remain listed in the Hero registry. She was rather starting to dislike the organization if she were honest with herself. C-Rank Heroes were treated like trash. She had always known it since she had joined, but it had never truly bothered her. Now, in the throes of exhaustion and agony on a daily basis?

Still, Captain Mizuki was no quitter, and they had at least been good for something. On her wrists and ankles were two bands that the organization had somehow created for her (and Suiko. That had cost a pretty yen.) that weighed a figurative ton each. She also had a vest, which was a bit less unbelievable. All in all, she had nearly a literal ton just on her limbs, with more weight on her torso. Even moving was a struggle, and Coach had refused to let her take it off until she was done for the day.

And every single day, she stuck to her Coach's training schedule. It had taken a week before she felt like she was starting to creak. It had taken another before she'd thrown up for the first time. That meant it was working, right?

"Well…" Suiko panted as she dragged herself to her feet. Her weights were literal tons, rather than figurative. Just putting her hand on that dilapidated car and trying to force herself to her feet had dented the vehicle. Like Mizuki herself, she was pouring sweat from every pore. "Look on the bright side."

Mizuki let out an exhausted giggle, "And what's that?"

"If all else fails, I'm pretty sure we could crush one of your "dragons" if we land on one." She hacked out a cough, and resumed her pained chuckles.

Mizuki eyed the car a few feet away. She had tripped during their jog and had totaled the parked vehicle. She started to sputter before starting to giggle even harder. "C'mon… just… five kilometers left." She tried to keep her pep up. They had taken maybe ten steps when a building to their left seemed to explode.

"GWOOOOAARGH!" A gigantic bullfrog, complete with sharp, bull-like horns burst from it. "Wanna eat humans!" It spoke poorly, but with at least mild intelligence. "Found some!" It faced the two girls and seemed to bulge, "GWAAAHH!" It spat a disgusting, viscous-looking green sludge at them.

"EW!" Both of them shouted as they jumped back, their muscles screaming in pain. "Gah!" Mizuki in particular stumbled when they landed, feeling like her entire body was just going to break. Her bones clacked and grinded inside of her from the impact.

The sludge impacted the pavement and started to sizzle. The spray continued, following them to its max distance and melting everything it touched into goop. Even the car Suiko had dented got melted in half.

"Wow, that thing must be at least a tiger level threat." Mizuki commented, looking a little green.

"Hey, didn't Saitama say that he was attacked a bunch while training?" Suiko tapped her chin.

"Yeah?" Mizuki blinked, turning to her.

"And tiger threats rate… what again?" Suiko smirked.

"On average… 5 B-Class or one A-class." Mizuki responded, eyeing the idiot toad with new eyes.

"Time for you to see if this shit is working then, isn't it?" Suiko spanked her friend, getting a loud eep.

"HUNGRY. FOOD COME HERE!" The gigantic horned beast leapt a hundred meters into the air. Far higher than it needed to.

"Crap!" Mizuki started to back-handspring away, each and every muscle fiber in her body screaming. She counted. The gigantic toad crashed down, shaking the city for at least a hundred meters, and obscuring itself in a cloud of smoke. Mizuki landed in a runner's pose and grabbed her baton. She ran forward, and a gigantic, sticky tongue shot from the smoke, aiming to wrap around her. She extended her baton into a pole and used it to pole vault. She somersaulted above the smoke cloud, easily clearing the beast. She landed roughly, the ground cracking beneath her feet. She whirled around, "Take this!" The pole shortened and turned into a sharp point. She took a few steps, "Javelin Throw!" She chucked her weapon with all her might at the cloud.

There was a sound like horrendous tearing and then splattering, and Mizuki backed away. She reached up to her neck and grabbed one of the medals, waiting for the smoke to clear and preparing her next attack. And then she blinked, her mouth opening in shock. "…" She stared, unable to believe what she was seeing. "…Eh?" The unintelligent sound finally escaped her mouth.

There was cracked pavement leading up to the giant toad. Cracked pavement which definitely hadn't been there before and actually started from where she had thrown her javelin. The gigantic horned toad itself was sagging, a hole large enough for a child to stand tall inside in its midsection. It was dead. Gore splattered in front of it, melting into the street.

Off to the side, Suiko was gaping equally as much. "One hit?" She sounded shocked. She knew damn well that Mizuki hadn't been that strong. And she had still been weighed down!

"It's really working!" Mizuki finally squealed, looking like she would have started to hop up and down in excitement if she hadn't been so exhausted.

"Son of a bitch. It really IS working." Suiko started to laugh, "I call the next one!"

"Sure!" Mizuki chirped as she started to jog once more with renewed pep in her step. "Hey, we should do something nice for Coach."

"I'm sure you'd love to do something nice for baldie." Suiko was in much better spirits despite her aching body.

"S-Suiko!" Mizuki nearly tripped and her face turned a bit red, before she decided to snipe back, "Don't think I didn't hear you three nights ago!"

This time Suiko nearly tripped, her face darkening in embarrassment.

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"Coach!" Mizuki exhaustedly threw herself at Saitama, glomping him. "It's really working! I fought a monster and one shot it with my javelin!"

"Cngtltns." Saitama's voice was muffled by her tits, freshly freed from the weighted vest.

"Haaaa, I'm still disappointed by how fuckin simple it is." Suiko complained just to complain. She had also shed her weights and was currently a puddle on her seat.

Saitama was freed by Mizuki, shrugging, "I had no idea." He had a bit of a smirk on his face. "You good?" He eyed Mizuki, who had winced.

She rolled her shoulder, "Think I tweaked my shoulder a bit. I'd never thrown with the weights on."

Suiko groaned and got up, walking over to Mizuki, and testing her arm and shoulder. "Hmm, I think you should be good. I don't feel anything wrong." She cracked her neck, "Want a massage anyway?"

"Oh, I'd LOVE one." Mizuki nearly moaned. She then blushed a little, "W-Would you like to help, Coach?" She bashfully twirled a strand of her hair.

"I've uhhh, never given one?" Saitama blinked cluelessly.

"It's easy." Suiko said, hiding a smirk at how transparent Mizuki was and how clueless Saitama was, "We just don't have the room here. Your apartment is nearby, right?" She asked Mizuki, who nodded. "Let's go, then." She started to chuckle, "Really Saitama, not sure why you don't just knock a few walls down. Not like anyone is ever going to come back here. They're too afraid of the monsters."

"That would be wrong, though." Saitama showed off his surprisingly developed moral compass as he slipped some sandals on. The three left the apartment, with the girls putting their weights back on, even if they were done for the day.

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"Maaaaaan, today suuuucked!" Suiko groaned from her place at Saitama's table. Her weights were finally off for the day, and she was sipping at some tea Saitama had made for her.

"Eh?" He asked from the kitchen as he was filling up his little watering can. His cactus needed water, after all. "Something happen?"

"No! That's the entire problem!" She whined, "It was so boring."

"….Do you need more weight?" He scratched his head, nonplussed.

"No!" She squeaked, paling in fear, "No, no, it was just monotonous! No monsters attacked, and Zuki had to go do some stuff before her set, so I didn't even have her with me. She's doing her own set now."

He let out a little chuckle, "Next time want me to come with?" He smiled somewhat playfully, "I could always be the monster, after all."

But Suiko had gotten distracted. She'd turned on the news, and there was a report going on, "Ewwwwww!" She stuck her tongue out. "A mosquito outbreak?"

"A massive one, apparently."

The news report turned to Mr. Kafetch for an explanation; a mosquito expert who had apparently written several books on them.

"Neeeerd!" Suiko jeered at the TV.

"Ahem." The scientist cleared his throat, "Thank you for having me. I'll get straight to the point." The scientist said, "These mosquitoes belong to an entirely new species never seen before. Therefore, I know nothing about them."

Suiko spewed her drink out in laughter as the embarrassed reporter kicked the guest off the show.

Saitama walked over, "Man, Z City's in the path."

Suiko stopped laughing, her skin crawling. She shuddered, before her eyes went wide at the next images, "Holy crap! They're mummified!" She eyed him a little nervously, "Uhh, maybe we should go to Zuki's place instead? That's so nasty!"

"I wouldn't mind." Saitama mumbled, "Not like I like mosquitoes either." He stepped out to water his cactus.

"Yeah, we just need to grab Zuki before she comes here and head out." Suiko warily stuck her head out the veranda, keeping an eye out for a massive swarm of mosquitoes. Hopefully if one arrived, Saitama could just punch it. "You know that's too much water for a cactus, right?" She asked idly.

"Eh?" Saitama focused on something. A mosquito. It buzzed around him and landed on his hand, trying, and failing to penetrate his skin with its proboscis. As Suiko turned to look at him, he slapped his right hand with the left. Even just that caused a minor windstorm that blew the water towards the window for a second or two. It even sounded like a gunshot. Watching him casually display his strength never got old.

And then the mosquito fluttered out again, buzzing around him. His hand shot out faster than she could track, clamping on the thing. But again, it escaped. He grabbed it again, and it seemed to dance around him before landing on his head. His eyes were visibly angry as he slapped himself in the face.

And again, it fluttered out.

Suiko watched in disbelief as he placed the watering can on the floor and stood with a look of sheer death on his face, before seeming to glitch out and vanishing, before appearing in midair, clapping his hands on it. It fluttered away again, and he vanished once more, and again, and again before Suiko's disbelieving eyes.

Finally, she could take it no longer. The news report flew straight out of her head, "Pfffttt…" She sputtered, before she broke out into hysterical laughter as the strongest man in the world tried and failed to kill a fucking mosquito. "BWAHAHAHAHAHA!" She fell back into the apartment and just started busting a gut.

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Elsewhere in the city, things were about to go equally poorly for a certain group. "Ah, Miss Blizzard…" Piko of the Blizzard group hesitantly spoke up, "Why are we hunting this threat? Isn't a Demon Rank threat too dangerous?"

Fubuki, a positively gorgeous young woman in a long, dark-green dress, and a white fur coat smiled, "It is because of the threat itself." She brushed her similarly dark-green hair back, "A mosquito swarm will be no match for my powers. This is a uniquely suitable mission for us and will go far in increasing our reputations. Plus, it'll pay well." She began to glow as a swarm descended on a male who had been robbing a store. She stuck her hand out, and the swarm was ripped from the male, leaving him bleeding and horrified but alive. The balled-up swarm compacted, starting to spew blood as they were crushed. "See?"

"Awesome!" Lily exclaimed, "As expected of Miss Blizzard!"

Fubuki then felt a cold sweat start to emerge on her skin. A massive cloud of mosquitoes appeared in the air. They were so thick they were blotting out the sun. 'Oh my… That's a lot. Way more than I was expecting!' She took a deep breath and prepared herself to crush these pests too.

"So, you're the ones that have been killing my little ones, hmm?" A sensual voice came from above them, and Fubuki felt ice enter her veins. A humanoid, female mosquito descended from inside the swarm. She would have been pretty attractive if she wasn't so obviously inhuman.

'Onononono.' Fubuki blanched and had a mild panic attack. She had miscalculated! She'd thought this was just a brainless swarm, not one under the control of a Mysterious Being! This was dangerous. She wasn't sure how strong this monster controlling the swarm was, but there was no way she could protect her group members and fight the monster at the same time!

But before she could warn her group to run away, the monster woman licked her lips, "Go get them!" She swiped her arm forward and the swarm charged.

"RUN!" Fubuki yelled, embracing her psychic power, and mentally wringing the swarm like a damp towel. Droves of the little nuisances met their ends, bringing a frown to the Mosquito Girl's face.

But Fubuki wasn't as powerful as her sister. Tatsumaki would have crushed the entire swarm in one go, and then annihilated the monster. Perhaps even at the same time if she was particularly irritated. As it was, it was all she could do to protect herself and Lily.

Lily's attacks were enhanced by the psychic power, and she was killing droves of the mosquitoes with her tri-section staff. Normally it would have done nothing, but the swarm's 'attack only' mentality and numbers turned them into a more physical mass than a separated swarm that would flow around attacks.

Eyelashes was using his eyelash curlers incredibly well. He was clipping wings left, right and center with enhanced speed. Even Mountain Ape was doing okay with his Wild Switch and bare fists. But they were the strongest of the group. The rest of her 29 members were nowhere near as strong.

"NOOOooooo….." Piko yelled and then was silenced as he was overwhelmed and engulfed. His screams died almost instantly as the swarm revealed a desiccated husk.

"PIKO!" The shock dropped their guard as they all screamed in anguish, which was a mistake. Many other, weaker members of the group were immediately engulfed as well before they could recover.

"NO!" Fubuki let out a vengeful scream of pure, hysterical rage and sorrow as her Group suffered its worst loss since its inception. The glow around her intensified as a small hurricane of broken bits of rubble around them whipped around the group. Fubuki's rage exploded, sending bits of rock hurtling at the monster. The swarm surged to protect Mosquito Girl, and Fubuki grabbed her remaining friends and ran. They escaped the cloud as the monster's vision was blocked.

A mile away, they slowed to a stop as Fubuki dropped them, "RUN!" She yelled at the remaining members of the Blizzard Group. "I can't fight and protect you at the same time!"

"Protect who?" That damned voice made her whip around in shock, but it was too late. She had a front row seat to watch Mosquito Girl's insanely sharp claws eviscerate Mountain Ape, almost ripping him clean in half, "Look at all that yummy blood!" The woman moaned as it splashed everywhere.

Lily screamed as she watched their friend fall.

Fubuki did as well, her psychic power raging and blasting the monster away from them. But it didn't actually do much damage, "Ahaha! You humans are so cute." Mosquito Girl licked the blood off her fingertips, "You can kill all of my little ones without a problem, but if I retaliate it's a bad thing!" She mocked them. "Don't make me LAUGH!"

She flew forward as Fubuki ripped a giant chunk of the pavement out, looking to crush her. But Mosquito Girl just cut right through it as the clouds of mosquitoes engulfed them again. And proving that she was an insane, stone-cold bitch, Mosquito Girl wanted Fubuki to suffer for the few, disposable mosquitoes she had killed.

"You're a cute one." She moaned out as she stabbed Eyelashes from behind.

"Eyelashes NO!" A sobbing Lily and Fubuki screamed again as Mosquito Girl bit into his neck from behind, draining him dry before their eyes. She dropped the husk to the floor and started flying back and upwards.

"I'LL KILL YOU! YOU FUCKING BITCH! I'M GOING TO TEAR YOU APART!" Fubuki screamed in complete and utter rage, all of her poise shattered. Her power exploded as well, this time grabbing the monster directly.

"What?!" Mosquito Girl gasped and then screamed in agony as Fubuki started twisting her limbs like they were wet towels. First her legs were twisted off her body and then her left arm, and all of her torn limbs gushed blood down onto the pavement. "YOU FUCKING WHORE!" She screamed as the swarm charged, engulfing Fubuki, "I'll take EVERYTHING FROM YOU!" If she had been vindictive before, she was positively deranged with fury now.

The swarm engulfed Fubuki and Lily, and Fubuki had to switch to defense. But it wasn't enough. The swarm pounded at the ESPER instead of trying to engulf her. The masses of physical impacts weakened her and started giving her a migraine. "Miss Blizzard…" The terrified fourteen-year-old managed to say, before the swarm engulfed her and physically lifted her off her feet and into the sky. "MISS BLIZZAAAARR" The noise was rapidly drowned out by the buzzing.

"No…" Fubuki dropped to her knees, all the fight leaving her as the swarm made way. "L-Lily? No, not Lily! PLEASE!"

The wrathful monster laughed as she fluttered in front of her, "I told you I'd take everything from you!" She laughed insanely as she was engulfed by the swarm, "AND IT WAS ALL FOR NOTHING, YOU WHORE!" The tornado of mosquitoes dispersed, revealing the female, humanoid mosquito in an all-new form. Rather than light gray and black, her carapace was now a blood red and various other shades of it as well. But most importantly? Her limbs had regrown entirely, "All that and not a scratch on me!" She laughed insanely as she swiped her claw at a nearby building. Three claw-shaped sections of the building simply vanished from the power of her attack. The rest of the building floated cartoonishly in the air for a moment, before remembering about gravity and falling. "And look how strong I am!" She grinned madly as she raised her claws, "I'm going to enjoy this, human." She sneered as she started to swipe at the exhausted, weeping, defeated ESPER.

And then a pair of shoes impacted her face, "NOT ON MY WATCH!" Mizuki yelled as the demented monster blasted away so quickly she broke the sound barrier, crashing through a straight line of ten buildings before finally coming to a stop. The final building collapsed on her, burying her in rubble. "Miss Blizzard!" She gasped, hurrying to Fubuki, "Are you okay?"

Fubuki turned almost-dead eyes to her in utter disbelief, "C-Captain Mizuki?" A C-Class? A C-CLASS had just put that beast she herself had struggled with through at least one building?! She barely recognized the woman! She was someone Fubuki had barely been mildly interested in, but had dismissed sending an early invite to. The last time she'd gotten a report on the Hero after her promotion, she had dismissed her with a 'she's kind of tough, but nothing really special' a mere two months ago!

Mizuki perked up, "Oh, you recognized me?"

"What's a C-Class Hero doing here?" Fubuki asked, cluelessly.

Mizuki pouted, before opening her mouth to answer. It clicked shut as her eyes opened. Her hand twirled her baton into its javelin form, and she whirled around. She grunted as Mosquito Girl's claws impacted her javelin so hard the two of them went sliding back, "Grk, you're tough!"

"You!" Mosquito Girl hissed, her face marred by the stamps of Mizuki's shoes, "How DARE you mar my beautiful face!" She howled, rearing back, and swiping once more.

Mizuki launched herself into the air and somersaulted, tucking into a ball and rolling. Mosquito Girl's swipe gouged the concrete below her, throwing up plumes of smoke. Fubuki had to shield herself from the backblast to keep from being blown away. In the air, Mizuki continued somersaulting and building up momentum as she grabbed one of her medals, "Discus Throw!" She yelled, launching the medal faster than she ever had in her life.

Mosquito Girl's eyes narrowed, and she swiped at the projectile, only to gasp as it broke straight through her claws, "WHAT?!" She shrieked.

Away from them, Fubuki was gaping just as hard. How in the HELL had the Association ranked a Hero this strong this low?! Hell, she might even be A-class, not just B-class!

"Krktch." The sound of Mosquito Girl's teeth audibly grinding rang through the city as she clenched her fist, "GET THEM!" She screamed, the sound forming a visible sonic blast which made the two Heroes cringe.

And then the buzzing started, "Oh no!" Fubuki paled.

"Oh, YUCK!" Mizuki gagged as the cloud of mosquitoes started to come back, having been dispersed by the monster after her metamorphosis. She turned and ran to Fubuki, "Hey, I have a plan!" She said, and Fubuki nodded,

"What is it?" She asked, ready to do whatever was needed. And then her face went blank in shock as she was unceremoniously picked up and tossed over Mizuki's shoulder like a bag of rice, "RUUUUUUN, FUBUKI!"

Fubuki snapped, "Don't you think we TRIED THAT?!" She screamed as they took off, and Fubuki realized she was moving faster than she ever had before. Or at least she thought so.

"Gotta get to Coach! He'll know what to do!" Mizuki panted, still tired from her exercises. Thankfully, she had only made it through about a quarter of her set for the day, so she wasn't totally wiped out yet. And that had been such a pretty dropkick too!

'Coach? Who the hell is her Coach?!' Fubuki wondered, mystified. Though that perhaps did solve the mystery of her growth.

"Get back here! We're not done yet, damn it!" Mizuki almost tripped and plowed into the ground when Saitama burst onto the scene, waving a can of bug spray with a look of utter fury on his face.

"Coach!" Mizuki yelled, overjoyed. She even slowed down and stopped running.

And then he stopped, "Ack! Pfft! Pfft! It's in my mouth! Pfft!"

Deadpanned despair engulfed Fubuki. She was going to die. Even Mizuki sweatdropped.

"DIE!" Mosquito Girl rushed at them, having outpaced her swarms due to Mizuki's speed. Fubuki's head snapped forward and she had a front row seat to watch the enemy's regrown claws swipe toward them.

"HA!" Suiko landed in front of them, her feet crushing the pavement beneath her. She threw a punch at Mosquito Girl that warped the winds around her fist. Mosquito Girl let out a shocked scream that turned into a hacking cough as Suiko's fist cracked her carapace. The female monster blasted back, crashing through several buildings the same way she had when Mizuki kicked her. Only this time she wasn't just annoyed and in mild pain. She was hurt. "Whoo, that thing's chest was tough!" Suiko wiped imaginary sweat off her brow.

Fubuki sat stunned, as Mizuki squealed, "Sui! Thanks for the save!"

"No prob!" Suiko cracked her neck, "Looks like one of those is still too much for you, huh?"

"Actually, I nailed her good, twice! Even broke her claws with my discus!" Mizuki replied cheerfully, before a cold sweat started to drip down her back, "I-I was more worried about that…" She shakily pointed quite unnecessarily at the cloud of mosquitoes rising from behind the buildings.

Suiko felt her entire body shudder, and Fubuki despaired, "I… I can't kill that many with my powers! There's too many! That's WAY more than there was earlier!" Fubuki held back a sob as she remembered poor Lily being abducted. The entirety of her Blizzard group had been wiped out, and it was all her fault for thinking she could handle this mission!

"Oh, that's pretty bad." The only male of the group strode forward, uncrossing his arms.

Fubuki couldn't help but sneer. Her anguish was making her far crueler than she normally was. What in the world did this cueball think he was going to do to that?

"WHAT'S WRONG WITH BEING BALD, HUH?!" Apparently she said that out loud, and both Mizuki and Suiko were looking at her reproachfully.

Well, Mizuki was being reproachful. Suiko was half smirking, half glaring. "Oh, I'm going to enjoy this." The smirk took over, as she turned to watch Saitama with her arms crossed.

Fubuki shut her mouth and faced Saitama, just in time to see the swarm get about a hundred feet away. Saitama casually raised his arms and clapped. The entire swarm seemed to get compacted into a tiny disk hundreds of feet high. The cartoonish disk bled and wobbled, before it collapsed under its own weight. "Mosquitoes… suck." Saitama chuckled at his own joke.

Fubuki stared, her jaw completely unhinged.

"Ugh, that's disgusting!" Mizuki and Suiko yelled, "Coach!" The reddish-brown-haired woman pouted, "Couldn't you have disintegrated them with a punch?!"

Saitama sweatdropped as he stared at the dead, disgusting mass laying on the pavement, "I mean…. I could have, but I would have destroyed the city too…" He scratched his chin sheepishly.

"You…" Mosquito Girl landed in the middle of the mass, interrupting them, "What have you done?" Her voice carried to them despite the low tone. She knelt in the middle of the mass, shakily grabbing at the dead swarm. But Saitama's attack had compacted the mass of mosquitoes so well that it was solid. It felt like she was grabbing sheetrock, not piles of dead mosquitoes. "My little ones! You took them. You took them all from me!" She hissed, "I'LL KILL YOU!" She howled in sheer rage, before blasting off towards Saitama at full speed.

She was so fast that a mere blink from Fubuki saw her in front of Saitama, ready to cut his head clean off. She thought it had been too much because the man hadn't even twitched. She desperately raised her hand to try to move him out of the way, but she needn't have bothered.

"I'm your opponent!" Suiko declared, her fist buried in Mosquito Girl's face.

"You've gotten faster!" Saitama praised her cheerfully.

"Thanks!" Suiko grinned, before taking her stance.

"THEN I'LL RIP YOU APART ON MY WAY TO HIM, WHORE!" Mosquito Girl shrieked, swiping her clawed arm at the darker woman.

Suiko grunted as she reared back, "HAH!" She yelled, punching forward, and twisting her arm as she did so. A vortex surrounded her fist, and the sharp air blades from Mosquito Girl deflected around her. Gouges carved themselves near their feet and on the buildings around them.

Suiko wasn't idle. She stomped forward, her feet cracking the pavement beneath her, "Meitei Hōshō Ken!" Following an uppercut that once again cracked the monster's exoskeleton, Suiko went for a straight punch. She buried her fist into Mosquito Girl's carapace for the third time, this time cracking and shattering the exoskeleton entirely and revealing the monster's fleshy inside.

Mosquito Girl coughed an insane amount of blood as she staggered back, before she vanished from sight, now in full 'flight' mode. She needed more blood to heal!

Suiko was having none of it. She vanished at an even faster speed than Mosquito Girl, cutting her off and savaging her face with another punch. Mosquito Girl crashed into the pavement, 'Need to escape!' She thought to herself in a panic, 'Hostage! Hostages work!' She laid eyes on Fubuki, kneeling on the ground, having just been put down by Mizuki. She rushed forward, only to get cut off once more.

"Oh no you don't!" Suiko yelled, landing on her back with a powerful impact. The monster jerked down and crashed onto the pavement. Mosquito Girl slid forward, the female monster screaming in pain as she was forcibly ground upon the asphalt and kicked up a cloud of dust and chips of asphalt. When they slid to a stop, Suiko grabbed her wings.

"LET ME GO!" Mosquito Girl shrieked in terror.

"Nah!" Suiko grinned maliciously, before tearing Mosquito Girl's wings right off her back. The monster's agonized cry ripped through the still air. "How many people have you killed? Is it not as fun when you're not the one causing the pain?"

Fubuki watched in awe as this second total unknown did what she and her entire group had been unable to do. "I'm sorry!" The monster slurred, having fallen face-first onto the pavement, "Please forgive me!" She managed to get out, before vomiting more blood.

Suiko wrinkled her nose, and noticed the sheer rage on Fubuki's face hearing the monster beg. Fubuki snarled, "You killed my ENTIRE group! YOU KILLED LILY! And now you BEG for your life?! If she doesn't kill you, I will!"

"No, please!" Mosquito Girl tried to crawl away, "I'll never-"

But her pleas were too little, too late. Suiko raised her leg nearly to the sky, "Meitei Dantaka Keru!" She yelled, and brought her heel down, crushing the monster's head into paste.

Fubuki let out a sob, 'You're avenged… everyone… I'm so sorry…' The adrenaline left her body entirely and she slumped forward, passing out.

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Fubuki writhed, tossing this way and that as her dreams were filled with nothing but red. 'MISS BLIZZAR-' This time it wasn't Eyelashes who was practically bisected, but her young fan and honestly, her closest friend. And as Fubuki stared in horror, she dissolved into a red, gelatinous-looking mass of blood. And all the while, Fubuki could see the mocking smile and grating laugh of the Mysterious Being who did it. Everything dissolved, and she could see her group members glaring at her, Lily's the harshest of all, "You did this." They droned.

"No, no, everyone, please…" Fubuki fell to her knees, sobbing her heart out.

"Why didn't you save us, Miss Blizzard?!" More of them turned into those red, gelatinous masses, and yet they still spoke, "Why didn't you save us?! WHY DIDN'T YOU SAVE US, MISS BLIZZARD?!"

"Miss Blizzard!" Fubuki's eyes snapped open with a terrified scream as she sprang up, her psychic power surging around her and blasting the hand that had been on her shoulder away. "Ugh! Miss Blizzard!"

Fubuki's eyes focused as she turned her head. Captain Mizuki had slid backwards about three feet and looked strained, but had somehow stopped herself from being put through three walls from Fubuki's psychic attack. She was glowing green, and Fubuki immediately stopped the attack when her brain synced up with her actions.

Mizuki let out a sigh of relief, standing up, "Hey…" She said, rather lamely.

Fubuki's breath left her in a gasp, "P-Please…please tell me that was a nightmare…" Captain Mizuki looked down, sucking her lips between her teeth, and biting down lightly. Fubuki let out a choked sob, clapping her hands onto her face.

It took only a moment for arms to wrap around her, and Fubuki broke. The normally calm, strong, collected woman shattered at the realization that all of her friends really were gone. That the deranged beast really had taken all of them from her. Even little Lily! She didn't know how long she sat there, arms wrapped around her quote unquote "inferior" at the Association. But from how soaked Mizuki's top was, it must have been a while. "Lord, I must look like a mess." She mumbled, trying to clean herself up and at least look presentable.

"I don't think that should be your priority right now." Suiko said dryly as she entered the room with Saitama behind her. She eyed Fubuki with sad eyes, "Sorry we couldn't get there sooner."

Fubuki took a deep breath, and shuddered as she let it out, "It was my fault for being there in the first place." She said in a dead tone. "That threat was beyond us."

Saitama tilted his head, "If you knew it was a bad idea, why were you there in the first place?"

Fubuki bit her lip, trying to keep from snapping, "Normally a Demon Level threat would have been beyond my Group, but the reports had all been about mindless swarms of mosquitoes. Something my powers worked excellently against, and I knew we could handle it." She turned her head, biting down harder on her bottom lip, "I thought it would be an easy way to earn some money for the group. And to help raise their standings at the Association. Not one report mentioned anything about the swarms being controlled by a Mysterious Being." She punched the futon she was on, her jaw set and teeth grinding, "Damn it all, that bitch was a Dragon Level threat, not a Demon one!"

But to her surprise, Saitama just looked confused, "Association? Demon? Dragon? Huh?"

Fubuki couldn't help but stare, and Mizuki looked even more confused, "Eh?" She blinked at Saitama, "Wait, coach, do you seriously know nothing about the Association?! I've even mentioned it before! I thought you just didn't care!"

Suiko started to snicker, "Sounds like our cueball, alright!"

"OI!" Saitama glared at her, "Will you cut it out, Suiko?"

"Nah, you're too much fun to rile up!" Suiko grinned challengingly at the man.

And all the while, Fubuki could only stare, deadpan and in total despairing disbelief at what she was witnessing. This man had turned the entire swarm into so much mulch in one attack, and he didn't even know about the Association?!

Fubuki cleared her throat, "S-So just so I have this straight, forget being an official Hero, you don't even know what the Hero Association is?!"

"Huh, sounds important…" Saitama said, kind of lazily and without much care in his voice.

Mizuki let out a bit of a suffering sigh. She loved her coach (increasingly in more ways than one…) but damn if he wasn't oblivious. "Just a bit." She said dryly, "…Even if I'm kinda starting to hate it myself." She shook her head as Fubuki looked at her in surprise, "Anyway, the Hero Association was created by Agoni-san after his grandson was sa…ved…" She trailed off, her mouth lowering as she stared at Saitama.

Suiko's eyes widened, "Three years ago… holy shit, I didn't make the connection until now!" She keeled forward and started to cackle as Mizuki also burst into giggles.

"…" Saitama and Fubuki looked bewildered, "Did we miss something?" The verdette asked with some great confusion.

Mizuki apologized, "S-sorry!" She wiped a tear, "Sorry! I just realized something! Coach, remember when you told us you saved a kid three years back from a crab monster? The one with a weird chin?" Fubuki's eyes widened.

"Yeah?" Saitama still looked clueless.

Suiko got her laughter under control, "Well, the kid's rich ass grandpa was so moved by his grandson's rescue that he decided to inspire regular civilians to do the same, and used his money to create the Hero Association to combat Mysterious Beings. Congrats, Saitama, you were responsible for the entire damn Association being founded!" She burst into renewed laughter, hanging off of him.

"You can't be serious!" Fubuki blurted, unable to comprehend the new revelation.

"Huh… that's cool, I guess." Saitama smiled lightly, "Still don't know what it is, though." And Suiko was dead. She slumped to the floor, struggling to breathe from how hard she was laughing. Fubuki facepalmed so hard she keeled back, landing on the futon in despairing amusement.

"Only you, coach…" Mizuki shook her head, smiling widely, "Anyway, the Association was created to gather good samaritans and superheroes and turn it into an actual paying job. Essentially, he created it because Heroes got no recognition and no compensation for their good deeds, and he wanted that to change."

Fubuki was still in total disbelief that someone this detached and frankly clueless could actually exist. "Heroes register with the Association to become official Heroes and the Association trains, coordinates, and dispatches them to face down threats in turn. They also help with marketing so that popular Heroes can be supported monetarily even if they're not always fighting and taking threats down." She informed him, "As for the threats? They're categorized according to the level of Disaster a Mysterious Being can create, though occasionally Disaster Levels are given to things other than Monsters."

"Right, so Wolf Level Threats are basically weaklings that might pose a threat to people. Tiger Threats 'endanger a great number of lives,' and it's generally recommended that B-class Heroes fight them in groups of five. A single A-class is usually enough." Mizuki explained cheerily.

Fubuki picked up, "Demon Threats usually rate ten A-Class or one S-Class, and they 'endanger a whole city.' Dragon threats like that Mosquito Bitch-" She snarled, her beautiful features warping hatefully, "-generally need multiple S-Class Heroes to face, and threaten multiple cities." She finished the explanation, leaving out 'God Disaster Level' since that had never been relevant.

"Huh…I had no idea." He mumbled, scratching his chin.

Suiko grinned as she stood, elbowing him in the side, "That's why no one ever thanks you, baldie. If you're not an 'official' Hero, most people just think you're a weirdo in a costume."

Saitama was about to predictably yell at Suiko again, only he never got the chance. The entire building developed multiple cracks before being enveloped in an emerald glow before the walls and part of the ceiling and floors were ripped away entirely. Saitama's fist clenched in preparation, only for him to blink in surprise.

"E-Elder Sister!" Fubuki yelped, staring at Tatsumaki, the Number Two Ranked S-Class Hero. It went unheard from the noise.

Floating before them was a young-looking girl with bright green hair that curled near the ends. She was lithe and petite, and wearing a form-fitting black dress with long sleeves, and four high-cut leg slits that showed off her shapely long legs and low-heeled black shoes. "I found you." She stared at Fubuki, a black look in her emerald eyes. "I hadn't been able to find you when you went unconscious." Her eyes narrowed into slits as she stared at the rest of the occupants, "Are you done playing Hero with those losers?" She asked, glaring at her younger sister.

Fubuki's emotions damn near exploded as she stood, "IS THAT REALLY ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY?! ALL OF MY FRIENDS ARE DEAD!" She was herself engulfed in psychic power, the color of hers darker than her sister's.

"Oi." Saitama stepped forward, looking irritated, "Who the hell are you and how are you going to pay for breaking my house?"

Tatsumaki could hardly believe the audacity, and her jaw straight up lowered a centimeter or two. Did this cueball seriously not know who she was? She hadn't not been recognized in years. And he was asking how she was going to pay for his ratty apartment?!

She opened her mouth to tear strips off the guy's hide, but Fubuki had apparently remembered her manners, "This is my elder sister, Tatsumaki. Sister, this is Saitama, Suiko, and Captain Mizuki, from the Association." She introduced him.

"Hmph. Nice to meet you." Tatsumaki pretended to care.

And then Saitama did the one thing he couldn't do. He tilted his head, stared at Tatsumaki, who raised an eyebrow, and then asked, "…Older?"

Fubuki stiffened, terror appearing in her eyes as she rapidly shook her head, desperately begging him to shut up before he set her off. Tatsumaki similarly looked like she was a straw short of blowing her gasket.

And proving Saitama feared neither female wrath nor God, clapped a fist into an open palm, "Oh I get it. She's what you call a 'loli, right?"

Suiko didn't even have a moment to think, 'For fucks sake, Saitama…' before Tatsumaki exploded.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A LOLI, AVOCADO?!" She screeched, her power surging and aiming directly at the fucking bald idiot who dared insult her. Green engulfed the bald man and…

Did absolutely nothing. Before the two sister's dumbfounded gazes, Saitama merely tilted his head, "Huh? Did you do something?" He raised his arm to scratch his head, despite the fact he shouldn't even have been able to breathe under the strongest ESPER's psychic power, "Will you fix my house already."

Tatsumaki let out a dangerous growl, and was about to unleash more of her power when Fubuki begged her to stop, "Sister, please! They saved my life!"

Tatsumaki looked at her for a moment, before she floated inside the building, "Fine." She snapped her fingers, and the pieces of Saitama's apartment fit themselves back onto the remaining sections. Tatsumaki then fused their atoms back together, making it appear as if they had never been broken in the first place. In essence, the most perfect repair job imaginable, and a showcase of the skill that constantly made Fubuki feel inferior.

"Wow." Saitama looked impressed, "Thanks! Your powers are pretty cool!"

"Tsk!" Tatsumaki revealed herself as a tsundere, "Of course they are! And I didn't do it for you, baldie, so don't thank me!" She crossed her arms, looking away.

"Don't call me a baldie, brat!" Saitama glared.

She ground her teeth, "Octopus!"

"Runt!"

CRASH!

A Mysterious Being broke into the room from the floorboards, leaping into the room, cackling. It had just reached the apex of its jump, its head almost touching the ceiling, when Saitama turned to it with a glare, "Will you people stop breaking my house?!"

Punch.

It was like Pacman had taken a bite out of his apartment because everything in front of his fist, Mysterious Being and all, simply ceased to exist. The overcast day momentarily turned bright and sunny as a small section of the cloud cover was punched out.

Tatsumaki turned new, and now interested eyes to Saitama, who stared at his fist, and then the hole in his ceiling with a sweatdrop, "…whoops." His greater irritation having it happen twice led to him putting a bit too much into that one.

Tatsumaki snorted, "Moron." She tilted her head, "There are more of them outside." She said lazily, looking to Saitama… who was gone, "Huh, he's quick." She said flatly, "Fubuki," She turned to her sister… who was also gone. Her eye twitched, "You two gonna pull a disappearing act too?"

"Nah, just deciding who fights." Suiko said, holding her hand out lazily.

"Rock, paper, SCISSORS!" Mizuki yells, throwing out scissors to her paper, "Yay, I win!" She jumped out the window. "Ehhh, coach?!" Her voice cried out.

"This should be amusing." Suiko walked over to the hole, "Shall we?" She asked Tatsumaki, before jumping.

"Tch. Whatever." She floated outside to watch. She immediately had to bite back a snicker, because Saitama was buried in the ground up to his neck (next to two monsters buried with their asses in the air) and apparently 'feeling like a bamboo shoot.' A small mole monster was sitting in a hole, while a gargantuan lion-like, humanoid beast with angry red eyes was standing above him, pointing a dagger-like claw at each of Saitama's eyes and gloatingly threatening him about the 'law of the jungle' or some other such nonsense.

Meanwhile, her sister was squaring up with some sort of mechanical gorilla thing. It didn't look too strong, so she'd just keep an eye out.

Meanwhile, Saitama had simply stood and walked out of his hole, before again asking for an apology for breaking his apartment with a scary look on his face. Tatsumaki couldn't help it. "You broke it worse than they did, baldie!" She yelled at him, a laugh in her voice. A vein popped up on his bald head.

The lion beast looked furious, "Are you looking down on me?"

"Ehh?" Saitama looked at him, "But you're taller than I am?"

That made him even madder, "I'm going to tear you limb from limb!" He roared, and seemingly bulked up, becoming even bigger.

"Hey, Mizuki, this guy should be good practice for you!" He said, walking away from the beast, and pulling a whistle from his pocket, "Take your mark." He said, lackadaisically, and Mizuki enthusiastically got into position, a wide smile on her face.

"DON'T YOU FUCKING TURN YOUR BACK ON ME!" The lion beast charged at him, right arm arched back and ready to carve Saitama up like a Thanksgiving turkey.

Saitama blew his whistle, and Mizuki surged forward. The athlete took off like a rocket, blurring from the speed, and immediately, she planted both feet into the Beast King's chest, sending him through one of the nearby buildings.

"And this is why the neighbors moved out." Suiko deadpanned, chilling on top of a car next to Saitama.

"Hmph. Looks like the idiot higher-ups are being dumbasses again. I'm supposed to believe she's a C-class?" Tatsumaki twitched, making to assist her sister, but relaxing when she saw Fubuki was fine.

The mechanical gorilla had landed a picturesque haymaker on the psychic sister, but Fubuki had a barrier up which blocked the damage. The green barrier around her flashed iridescently, before returning to a solid green. Fubuki was furious, because these human-animal hybrids or mutants apparently belonged to an organization if what the cyborg said was true. And that meant it was very likely that the mosquito bitch belonged to them as well!

"I'll take her debt out of your hide!" She snarled, levitating one of the nearby cars.

The gorilla's voice was robotic, "You were too weak to do more than scratch Mosquito Girl, and she was not one of our strongest fighters. I am the third strongest fighter in our House of Evolution." Its voice really grated, but the confirmation that it belonged to the same organization as she did grated even more. "You are opposing our mission to capture the one with skin-colored armor. You will be destroyed."

That almost made Fubuki falter with a surprised laugh. 'Skin-colored armor? Does he mean Saitama's bald head?' Her musing was cut off as it leapt into the air, aiming to crush her completely. She let the car she was holding telekinetically fly, sending it speeding at the gorilla like a bullet.

"Futile." It intoned, raising a fist to knock it out of the way. But the car in front of it was both an attack and a distraction. "Grk!" The voice changed for just a second as another car bashed into its back, knocking it off balance and driving it forward. The cyborg gorilla let out a low, droning grunt as the first car crashed into it from the front and sandwiched it against the other vehicle.

With an angry snarl, Fubuki threw her hands down, driving the entire mass down into the ground. "You? Stronger than her?" She scoffed, brushing her hair back. "I think you like to talk yourself up too much."

The gorilla burst from its metallic prison, but its armor was visibly dented and warped. It seemed to be fritzing almost, and its voice sounded like a damaged radio. "It appears our threat assessment for the Blizzard of Hell was incorrect." It grabbed its limp arm and forced it to reengage. There were mechanical whirring sounds as its servos reengaged. "The useless fools accompanying you during your fi-"

"What did you say?!" Fubuki's face twisted hatefully as a blue, glowing aura began to pulse around her, and the entirety of her eyes were replaced by pools of sapphire.

"I said, the useless fools accompanying you-" The gorilla took no notice of just how hard it had screwed up, and dug its hole deeper.

"HELL STORM!" Fubuki's voice cried, and then nothing more but the howling of wind could be heard. Armored Gorilla only had a bare moment to realize how terribly screwed it was before it was engulfed, and the bits of pavement, rocks, and shards of metal whipping around in the winds started to tear at its armor.

Watching closely, her sister let out a small smile. 'Better, little sister. Better.'

At the other end of the street, the Beast King was howling wildly as he fought Mizuki. After being dropkicked through three buildings, he had burst from the rubble, bloodied but no worse for wear. In fact, he almost seemed to live for it. He dove for Mizuki at a blistering speed, and swiped his arm down at her.

"Yikes, those are sharp!" Mizuki cried out as she dodged, and four air blades continued on, slicing through everything in their path.

Which included Saitama, who let out a sigh, "You know no one is going to come repair these holes, right?" Why had he let everyone fight here again? He casually slapped one of the air blades away, deflecting it into the sky.

"Why do you even live here, avocado?" Tatsumaki saw her sister had things handled, and turned away. "This place is tiny and run down."

"It's home." Saitama replied, "And rent is cheap."

"You're a dumbass." She shot back, rolling her eyes, "This entire city is abandoned. If you just drop a check in the mailbox every month, they're all probably still sitting at the bottom. No one is coming to collect the mail in this monsterville."

"She's got a point." Suiko scratched her chin sheepishly, wondering why she hadn't thought of that.

"…But I still have utilities and hot water." Saitama looked confused, "I even have electricity and cable. If no one was collecting the money then-"

"Those have to be shut off manually, baldie." Tatsumaki cut him off, "The cable is kind of weird though. They probably just abandoned the area, and you slipped through the cracks." Saitama looked like his world had turned upside down, getting eyerolls from both girls as they turned their attention back to the fights.

Back against the lion beast, Mizuki was actually struggling a little bit. This thing was fast and strong. If she hadn't been training with Coach and Suiko she would have died instantly against those claws. She wouldn't have even seen them coming.

Now, after seeing how fast Saitama was… she could follow everything. Of course, she was currently just trying to keep from getting cut, and was getting a little irritated. Even with her hard-earned increase in speed, she was still only barely ahead of her enemy. The damn lion man was just swiping like a madman, and had even already killed two of his companions. She wasn't getting a moment to counterattack!

Finally, after more than a minute of just constant dodging, she was fed up, "Enough of this!" She complained, extending her baton and this time throwing herself at the Beast King and diving to the side. "HYA!" She cried out, swinging it like a baseball bat and nailing him in the knee.

"GROWR!" The Beast King howled as his knee shattered and gave out, crippling his mobility. But he didn't come out of it empty handed. She'd purposefully put herself in danger to get an attack in, and wasn't able to fully get out of the way of the attack.

She also hadn't developed anything close to Saitama's durability, so the end result was a shallow slash from her thigh to just below her breasts. She hissed as even those three shallow slices started to bleed, and her shorts and panties had been cut clean through. Only their tightness kept them from falling off entirely! She was still feeling pretty exposed. 'Hopefully coach shows some interest!' She tried to keep herself cheerful, but she was pretty sure that was a wasted wish. After that first massage, she was pretty sure she was actually going to have to throw herself at him for him to find a clue.

The Beast King seemed to be rapidly healing, but was still hobbled. 'Can't let him heal!' She thought to herself, grabbing one of her medallions, "Discus Throw!" She cried out, chucking the disk like a pro. It looked more like a laser or a flash of light from how fast she threw it! The flash impacted her opponent, and he howled as his arm flew right off! She then grabbed her pole again and turned it into its javelin form. "Javelin Throw!"

As she chucked it, Beast King's leg had finished healing, and he tried to dodge back. But he was too late, and the javelin pierced his left leg and stapled it to the ground. "NO!" He howled, "I CAN NOT BE DEFEATED LIKE THIS! I AM THE KING OF THE JUNGLE! MY WORD IS LAW!" He swiped at Mizuki as she rushed towards her enemy, and she slid beneath his legs, pounding a closed fist into the hybrid's crotch as she did so. "EEEEEEEEEEEE!"

The Beast King started singing soprano from the devastating blow to his junk, and Saitama winced as he saw it. Suiko merely started to laugh.

Mizuki slid to a stop, stood, and wrapped her arms around the Beast King's waist from behind. "HAAAA!" She cried out in exertion as she lifted him over her head. The motion tore his leg to pieces (like peeling a banana) since her javelin was still embedded in his flesh. She pounded him into the ground in a Suplex, shattering the pavement and creating a crater. The hybrid was seeing stars, but had enough mental capacity to stab at her with his remaining arm despite the pain.

"KYA!" She cried out, narrowly getting out of the way of having her eyes impaled, and took another slash, this time to the temple. The head wound started to gush, but her eyes were glowing with an inner fire. She managed to trap its arm as she scrambled, pulling it into an armbar. She grunted as she hyperextended the joint, shattering it in completely the wrong direction and causing the no-longer berserk lion to howl in agony.

She let go, standing, and stumbling as she pressed a hand to her head, pulling it away and seeing blood. She looked down at the lion, and saw him grinning. "Heh. I know when I'm beaten!" He growled out, "You're strong, little lady. And the strong are the ones who eat." He didn't beg for his life, looking her in the eye, "You better become the strongest! I won't accept anything less! Now finish it!"

Mizuki didn't bother feeling bad for the lion. He clearly had the time of his life from the fight. She reached down and clamped his jaw shut, before following with wrapping her thighs around his head from behind. And then she squeezed.

"UGH!" She cried out when the lion's head exploded, showering her in gore. "Why the heck did I DO that?!"

"Yeah, that was dumb." Suiko cringed a little as she picked up an eyeball, which was hanging loosely from her fingertips by the nerve. "You good?"

"Sore, and I need a shower, some bandages, and a massage by Coach." She deadpanned, accepting Suiko's other hand as she stood. She then grimaced, feeling incredibly uncomfortable from her barely-hanging-on panties and shorts. "Ugh, might as well…" She tore the rest of the scraps off, grumbling as it left her completely nude from right beneath her breasts down. She placed a hand in front of herself to hide her modesty as they walked over.

"Even if you have defeated me, I am only the third most powerful fighter. You will all be eliminated by the Beast King." Armored Gorilla robotically told Fubuki and Saitama. His helmet had fallen off, revealing that he was not in fact a robot, and rather a cyborg. He had been absolutely shredded, his armor in tatters that barely hung on, and all of his limbs ripped off. Despite that, it showed no pain.

"You mean this guy?" Suiko asked, holding up Beast King's eyeball.

Armored Gorilla seemed to still, but they could hear suddenly labored breathing coming from him. And then, like a fresh intern on a new job apologizing for a mistake, he started to plead, "Look, I'm really sorry. I'll tell you everything. Just please don't kill me."

"Ehh?! Where'd your robot voice go?!" Saitama and Mizuki sounded put out.

"I-It just sounded cool. I'm sorry." He apologized again.

"Whatever." Tatsumaki scoffed, "Now what's this dumb House of Evolution and what does it want with us?" She paused, "Or them, I suppose."

"Ah, y-yes." Armored Gorilla cleared his throat, and then launched into a seemingly unrelated story about a 'Doctor Genus,' who had made a number of contributions to human knowledge due to his extreme genius. But he eventually became disillusioned with humanity, as his ideas weren't accepted by the wider scientific community. They were thought of as crazy because he wished to artificially evolve humanity to greater heights. "He created his own lab, and it was only when he was 70 that his research bore fruit. He regained his youth, and then began cloning himself! With that kind of manpower, he began experimenting with the creation of new species! Eventually, his focus shifted to human subjects-"

Throughout his explanation, he had not noticed the audience growing increasingly bored, and Saitama and Tatsumaki's eyebrows were both starting to twitch. Finally, they both exploded as one! "ENOUGH! WHAT ARE YOU EVEN BABBLING ABOUT?! SHORTEN IT TO TWENTY WORDS OR LESS!"

"Oh no." Fubuki paled.

"Oh great, there's two of them!" Suiko started to laugh. Mizuki had left during the story, bored out of her mind, and not wanting the blood to dry on her. She was currently enjoying a nice shower.

"Uhh…. Sorry…" Armored Gorilla mumbled.

"Stop trying to act cool and just tell us what this guy wants!" Saitama said, staring at him with that expressionless face that still somehow put the fear of god in people.

"R-Right…" Armored Gorilla stuttered, "Um… in essence… my boss has become very interested in your body."

"…" Saitama stared, "I'm not into dudes."

'Good to know.' Suiko thought to herself with some relief. 'Now if you could please be a normal guy for once…' She grumbled in her head. Shaking it, she elbowed him, "No, baldie. He's talking about your strength. He probably saw what you did against Mosquito Girl and is interested in using you to surpass his old…" She waved her hand at Armored Gorilla, "-triumphs. He needs you for his research on evolution."

"Indeed." Armored Gorilla replied, "Though for full disclosure, he was also interested in you and the one with reddish-brown hair."

"Hmph. Well, he can keep his hands to himself." Suiko snorted. "So, he probably won't leave us alone. Shall we go pay him a visit, Saitama?"

Tatsumaki scoffed, "You should leave this to me. I am the Professional Hero here. I could have this 'House of Evolution' on its knees in seconds."

"Nah." Saitama waved his hand, "These guys were good practice for the girls. Might as well let them handle it."

"Sweet!" Suiko punched her palm, "Mosquito Girl was barely a warm up."

"Hmph. Fine. Fubuki did improve, so I suppose you have a point." Tatsumaki allowed, which got a surprised look from her sister. "Just kill this thing and let's go then."

As Armored Gorilla started to sweat heavily and shake his head, pleading to be allowed to live, (and Fubuki raised her hand with a glowing box cutter in it), Saitama asked, "Why?" in confusion.

"What do you mean, 'why?' It's a monster." Tatsumaki glared at him.

"He did as he promised, and he's not." Proving he had paid attention even if it irritated him, "He was a human turned into a gorilla-human thing by this smart guy." He side-eyed Fubuki, "And he had nothing to do with the Mosquito Lady. They would have been coworkers at best, right?"

"Tch." Fubuki clicked her teeth, realizing he was right. She put away her box cutter, "Fine." She glared at Armored Gorilla, "Stay out of my way, or the next time I won't be so merciful." She turned and walked away. Tatsumaki rolled her eyes and followed after her sister.

"We done guys?" Mizuki walked out, drying her hair with a towel. She was in a fresh uniform and bandaged up from the injuries she'd taken.

"Yup. Gonna go kick the shit out of his bosses." Suiko replied, grinning.

"Okay!" Mizuki turned and threw the towel back onto the veranda, before pumping herself up, "Hopefully they don't have knives for hands! That wasn't fun!" She started cheerfully following Saitama.

Suiko grinned as she pulled her down to whisper into her ear. Her face reddened just a bit, before a smile appeared on her face. "Ehehe…"

She hurried up to Saitama and began chatting with him, while Suiko smirked. "She's got it baaaad…" They all took off running (or flying in the case of the Psychic Sisters) to their new destination.

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Aaaaand that's a wrap!

Alternate Title: The One Where I'm REALLY Mean To Fubuki

Hope you all enjoyed! Been quite a while since I've had motivation for this one. Hopefully the next one will come a lot sooner.

And damn, did I fuck with poor Fubuki. Everything Saitama warned her about in canon, I visited on her in this fic. I especially feel bad about Lily. She's only 14 canonically. ToT But, c'est la vie. I was actually kind of shocked when I did some further digging. I don't think a single named Hero in OPM has actually died. Or at least none are coming to mind. For a series like OPM, that's kind of crazy, ngl. In a situation like this, where Fubuki bit off WAY more than she could chew, it was kind of a foregone conclusion. So, yeah, there definitely will be at least SOME deaths in this fic. LOL

Anyway, in come the psychic sisters, to absolutely no one's surprise, I'm sure. Gonna have fun with Carnage Kabuto next chapter. Ehehehehe

For the record, this is the harem/poly, barring some changes. I rather doubt I'll add anyone else.

And since I'm sure someone will end up asking, if Genos exists in this fic, he won't really have a huge role. There's kind of no room for him in the cast with the way I planned the fic out. Seeing as nothing has yet come of his main arc and I kinda lost interest in some of the future arcs in the webcomic, I decided to just get rid of him.

June's chapter update will be Thunderous Soul 3! If you want early, very early, and in some cases, exclusive access to all the stuff I already have written, come join the Pat Re On! It's Primordial Vortex, same as here.