Hey everyone! This is going to be a Saitama x Fubuki story and I need to explain something really quick before you begin! I have to tell you that this chapter, the first chapter, is basically just a copy of the One Punch Man Young Jump Special 3. My story will end up starting directly after Young Jump Special 3, so I just decided to include the special in my story in case anyone hasn't read it beforehand. However, if you actually have read it, then this chapter should be familiar. I just wanted to let you know that this is essentially a copy and paste of the special. I suppose I should put a disclaimer, since I didn't come up with this chapter originally.

*I do not own One Punch Man or the special that this chapter is based off of! *

There, that should do it. Anyways, feel free to go ahead and read the chapter!

Love is like a Blizzard

Chapter 1 – Competition

"The Tank Top Army lead by Tank Top Master…Atomic Samurai and his three swordsmen disciples…The alliance of C-Classes who often act in groups…He who has the majority of fans and the association on his side, Sweet Mask with his privileges…And Metal Knight who is rumored to be in control of a whole arsenal of weapons…"

Eyelashes paused before pointing to the final group circled on his lecture board. "Last but not least, our Blizzard Group that represents the largest faction amongst professional heroes. This about sums up the current situation of the existing factions."

Eyelashes then turned away from the board in order to face his current student. "Amongst these groups, no other faction can work as efficiently as a team than ours. Under the command of Miss Blizzard, we corner the monsters and defeat them. The labor division ensures that your rank does not drop…"

A couple of veins appeared on Eyelashes' forehead as he stared down at the student. "So you should be really grateful that Miss Blizzard wants you in her team," he said in a tone that clearly showed that he was upset with the man. "Are you even listening?"

One of the many well-dressed men that stood behind the student angrily pointed down at him. "This guy is playing video games under the desk."

Saitama just looked up from his video game and stared at the angry people who surrounded him. How had he even come to end up in this situation? He honestly couldn't even care less about what they were talking about. He decided to voice his opinions out loud.

"This again?" he asked the group. "Aren't you getting tired of this?"

A short ways away, the leader of the group herself, Fubuki (more commonly known as Miss Blizzard) silently eyed the bald hero who sat before her. Upon hearing his comment, she couldn't help but feel like she somewhat agreed with him.

The Blizzard Group had been very persistent in trying to recruit this man, but he had always refused their advancements. It seemed like he simply insisted on being a solo hero. However, for some reason, Fubuki just could not live with this. Every potential hero recruitment held an opportunity for more power, and she could not just let this one slip away. Nevertheless, Saitama had still managed to deny every offer they proposed, and it truly was starting to get old. In fact, it was clear that everyone in the Group was tired of this, and it was even starting to show on some of their angry faces.

One of the younger members of the group, Lily, came up behind Fubuki and started questioning her. "Miss Blizzard, why are you being so patient with this guy?"

Another member offered her a suggestion. "We've got everyone here. If we gang up on him all at once, we might be able to beat him…"

Fubuki considered this for a moment before she dismissed it. Force was not going to work against this guy.

"Impossible," she stated adamantly. "He is strong. I dare to say he's probably the strongest amongst the B-Class heroes. Still, there's no harm in inviting him…"

Fubuki slightly smiled to herself. She had a plan.

She suddenly stood up and pointed at Saitama. She raised her voice in an effort to grab his attention. "Saitama! If we can't convince you, how about a fair and square competition?"

Saitama glanced over at her. "Competition?" he asked.

"Yeah!" she replied. "The Blizzard Group against the Saitama Group! The losers have to do whatever the winning team tells them!" Fubuki paused as she smiled to herself. "Bring your members here tomorrow. Then we'll tell you how we're going to decide the winner."

Upon hearing all of this, Saitama just lazily continued staring at her. "Hold on," he told her, "there's no Saitama Group."

Fubuki's smile turned into a small, determined grin. "Is that so? You can come by yourself if you want." Fubuki then turned around as she prepared to leave. "Not like I expected anything else with your reputation," she added offhandedly.

Saitama just stared after her, feeling like he might have been cheated a little. "Do you even know what fair and square means?" he asked the now empty doorway.

The next day, the Blizzard Group sat in silence as they patiently awaited the arrival of Saitama. They had reserved the room that they currently occupied for the next two hours in order to compensate their upcoming competition. While they waited, some of the group members began to grow worried as to whether the baldy would actually show up or not.

"I wonder if that jerk is gonna show up…" asked one member doubtfully.

"He'll definitely come, he's that simple-minded," said Fubuki reassuringly. She knew that Saitama would be too stupid to even think about refusing her request.

Sure enough, the Group suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. They all turned their heads to look.

Fubuki just smiled as she also turned to look. "Here, told you he's naïve…"

The entire Blizzard Group immediately froze when they saw who had walked in the door. Their mouths fell open out of shock and they even began to sweat out of fear. They had not been expecting something like this…

Behind their target stood three well-known S-Class heroes. There was the S-Class Rank 14, Demon Cyborg, followed by S-Class Rank 3, Silver Fang, and finally the S-Class Rank 7, King. And at the front of them all stood the Caped Baldy himself, Saitama.

The Blizzard Group could only continue to stare out of shock. One of them managed to speak up. "What…are these his members? Miss…Miss Blizzard, it's not looking good!"

Fubuki tried to retain her composure as she responded, but even she had to admit that these choices left her feeling a little unsettled. "Relax," she said, "this is all within my expectations."

Fubuki then gathered up her courage as she looked at the leader of the opposite group. "So you really came, Saitama," she said in a cool voice.

Saitama simply raised his hand out of greeting as his group gathered behind him. "Yo," he said.

Suddenly, before Fubuki could even say anything else, it seemed that the Demon Cyborg, Genos, had stepped forward. He immediately threw the coldest glare he could at the girl.

"The likes of you…dares to waste Saitama-sensei's precious time…I'm not gonna let this one slip…"

Saitama just calmly glanced at his disciple from behind. "You sound mad, Genos."

Meanwhile, the Blizzard Group just continued to sweat out of fear. Here an S-Class hero stood before them, and he looked pissed…

Are we going to be okay? they desperately wondered to themselves.

Fubuki, however, stood her ground. She couldn't afford to feel intimidated at a time like this. Besides, she knew that Genos was mostly harmless, anyways…

"So that's your Saitama Group," she said as she gestured to the S-Class heroes.

"That's not true, but, oh well," said Saitama honestly. "These three acquaintances are the ones who responded to my call. What kind of team battle is it going to be?"

Instead of responding, Fubuki just took a piece of paper from Lily and laid it on the table before him. "Before that, can the team representative please sign this contract? We're going to have a fair and square competition…it's all written in here. Don't complain if you get hurt," she warned him.

"That's fine," said Saitama, who immediately signed the contract without a second thought.

As soon as he was finished, Fubuki picked up the document as she adopted a smug smile. She held it up so she could read it. "The loser team will obey every command of the winner team. Ha ha! I can't believe you actually signed this!"

Saitama's face slightly twisted in confusion. "Ah, that's what's written there?"

King came up behind the naïve hero and offered him a piece of advice. "Dude, Saitama, you really need to start reading your contracts and manuals from now on."

Saitama just ignored him. There was no point in telling him that now.

Meanwhile, Fubuki had started ordering the Blizzard Group around. "Let's get ready for battle," she said. "Make some room, put the tables aside." The Group did as they were told and started clearing some space for the upcoming competition.

Genos, who seemed a little eager to get things started, stepped forward as he watched. "Sensei, let me handle it so that they will not bother you again."

Bang quickly stepped up behind the cyborg and intervened. "Wait, Genos-kun," he said. "Please let me do it first. I will make sure that they don't get hurt too badly. I see this as a sparring match."

Bang then paused as an excited look came to his eyes. "Everyone from the loser team will have to join my dojo to train! Charanko will be surprised he gets this many fellow students!"

"Bang!?" cried Saitama as he watched the competition unfold. "Wrong, wrong! You're the one on the right, Bang! Stop hitting the select button! All you're doing is taunting! That's not an attack!"

Fubuki simply smiled as she watched. "Heh, Silver Fang has been taken out."

Saitama started growing upset as he turned to face her. "What kind of competition is this? Why are we using a video game to decide the winner!?"

"Ha ha, who told you that we would fight you directly?" Fubuki asked him as she confidently held up the contract. "It's even written in the contract how we're settling this."

Saitama silently cursed himself. He really should have read that contract beforehand…

"This is a fair and square battle," Fubuki continued. "We have the right to choose him to go first, that's all."

Fubuki pointed to the Blizzard Group's current contender, the B-Class Rank 65 Piko. Piko had been a pro gamer back before he had become a hero, and his skills were clearly being showcased as he destroyed the competition.

"Alright, my turn," said Genos as he sat down and grabbed a controller.

It was not long before the battle turned into chaos once more…

"Sensei," Genos cried, "the controller isn't responding!"

Saitama felt like face-palming himself. "You crushed the controller when you grabbed it! Pushing the buttons harder don't make your attacks go harder!"

For once, it seemed like Genos's strength had worked against him. It was not long before Piko finished him off and claimed another victory for the Blizzard Group. Genos simply went to stand in shame next to a silent Bang.

"I failed…" he mumbled.

Saitama just took a deep breath as he gathered up his courage and his willpower. "It can't be helped," he said as he stepped forward. "Now it's my turn."

He bent down and grabbed his controller with a determined look on his face. "To tell you the truth, I've played this game before. Don't take me as lightly as those beginners, Bang and Genos."

Saitama smiled as the battle began. Not all hope was lost! "Just wait, I'll win this and-"

"K.O!" screamed the announcer from the game. "Perfect!"

Fubuki simply continued smiling as she watched Saitama join his defeated comrades. "Charming…" she muttered.

Saitama just stood there in shock. How could he have lost so easily?

"Sensei," Genos spoke up, "you did worse than me and I didn't even have a working controller."

"Oh, shut up!" Saitama barked at him.

Fubuki couldn't help herself any longer. She began laughing very loudly. "King is the only one left! All you ever do in your life is fight! Do you think that you can beat us in a game? If you lose, then all of you including Saitama have to join the Blizzard Group!"

King's eyes widened as he listened. Before long, a loud thumping noise could be heard coming from the man. Those who were familiar with the noise instantly knew what it was. It was the King Engine…

Meanwhile, in Y-City, the S-Class Rank 5 hero known as Child Emperor held up a mask in front of the people he had gathered.

"Welcome everyone," he greeted them. "This is my newest invention, 'Okame-chan'. This thing can scan the body for muscle mass and the development of nerves, balancing it out with your weight…"

Child Emperor paused as he raised the mask to his face. "It can then determine the strength of your body." The boy glanced at the only C-Class hero he had called, Red Muffler. "Let's use C-Class as our benchmark," he said. He waited while Okame-chan quickly registered the data. "Red Muffler's body strength has been set as 100."

He turned to face the other heroes. "Let's proceed," he said as his invention began beeping.

"Darkness Blade, 759. Great Philosopher, 2442. Stinger, 1600."

Child Emperor did not stop there. He turned to a nearby Hero Association Staff member and a caged bear. They had powers of 22 and 905 respectively. He continued scanning before he paused for a second.

"Undefined," he said as he took off his mask and looked at his target.

It turned out that it was Shicchi, the Prophecy Countermeasure Team Leader from the Hero Association. Child Emperor quickly realized what had happened.

"Because your body is too weak in comparison to a hero, an error occurred."

Shicchi just gave a small smile as he pointed at the mask. "That is a wonderful invention," he told the boy.

Child Emperor hopped to his feet as he handed the mask to the man. "Well, the idea is that you can use it to rate heroes based on their strength alone. Using it on monsters could make the estimation of their classes better as well."

Shicchi took the mask and held it up so that he could scan the child. He was surprised at the results that came back. What? 1880? Isn't he just a child?

"Pretty low stats, am I right?" asked Child Emperor. "I've been doing some training, but my body is still that of a 10-year-old. However, in my case-"

Child Emperor's words were cut short as a loud noise caught the group's attention. A caution siren had gone off in his lab. That meant that something was probably happening outside.

Child Emperor looked down at his watch. "Monster Alert!" he cried. "It's right here!"

The other heroes looked at him out of confusion. "What?"

Another siren could be heard sounding throughout the city. "Emergency alert! A monster has been spotted in Y-City! Disaster level is Tiger! All citizens, please seek shelter in the nearest building!"

Child Emperor produced a grin as he and the other heroes ran out of the lab. "A great opportunity! Let's go record a monster's stats!"

"This isn't the time for that!" said Stinger, bewildered.

The group quickly made it to where the monster was. They were all surprised at what they saw. Apparently, the monster had a human torso coming out the top of a gigantic spider. The area that surrounded it was covered in webs.

"A monster spider," mumbled Red Muffler.

Child Emperor did not hesitate to scan it. "Okame-chan reads…402." He took a second to contemplate this. "The body is even weaker than the bear. Worst case scenario, even without heroes, a group of citizens with proper tools could handle it. They warned us about Level Tiger, but maybe Wolf is sufficient?"

"The man of 759, Darkness Blade, will handle it," said the B-Class hero as he stepped forward.

Emperor Child just watched in silence. Ah, it sounds like he's quite fond of his number…

Suddenly, the monster spider struck out at Darkness Blade, easily sending him flying. Child Emperor's eyes widened in shock as he watched the hero fly by.

"What? Strange, that shouldn't happen! It was definitely 402 before." He quickly put the mask to his face once more. "Huh? The lower body, the monstrous part has a completely different reading! It's…6999!? As it turns out, this thing is Disaster Level Demon!"

"And you're only telling us now?" cried Stinger as he raised his weapon in defense. Great Philosopher also prepared for battle. They went to charge, only for the monster to disarm them and send them both flying. The spider also went to strike Child Emperor, who barely managed to raise his backpack in defense before he too was blasted away.

The spider then stepped on the only hero who was left, Red Muffler. It gave a wicked laugh. "All this happened because I didn't remove the spider that went into my ear," it explained loudly. "I feel so good! I can accomplish anything now! To me, all of you are fodder!"

The monster then leaned in close to Red Muffler. "Now let me start with those who dare to fight back!" it declared as it opened its jaws wide.

Red Muffler screamed for his life. He was just about to be devoured, and then…

Bang suddenly dashed onto the scene and pulled Red Muffler free right as the monster bit down. "Be careful," he muttered. Red Muffler simply looked up at him out of awe. It seemed like help had finally arrived!

Next, Genos stepped forward and held a hand up to the spider. "Incinerate," he said as flames shot out of his palm. They hit the monster right in its human face and it instantly began reeling in pain.

"Oh, nice combination right there, you two!" exclaimed Saitama as he too approached the monster. He slowly began pulling back his fist. "Let me deal the finishing blow."

Saitama leaped forward to punch the spider. "It's ov-"

His words were cut short as his punch connected and the spider was blasted to pieces. Apparently, a large collection of web had lay dormant inside of the monster, and now that it was released it instantly covered Saitama from head to foot.

"OMMMPPPHHHHHHH!" he yelled from inside the webbed mess.

Meanwhile, Child Emperor was slowly walking back to the scene after having been blasted away. At some point, long mechanical legs came out of his backpack and began carrying him. He was not happy right now.

"How dare you send me flying, spider monster. With body strength alone, you cannot measure what I'm capable of. The reason why I'm S-Class…how about a little demonstration!"

Child Emperor paused as he looked at the bloody remains of the monster. "Ah, it's over already," he said, sounding surprised. He then noticed two others standing by the remains. Genos was trying to assist Saitama in removing the webs from his body.

"Ah, Child Emperor-kun," said King as he approached the boy. Fubuki silently followed behind him.

"Ah! So it was Mister King who took care of it!" Child Emperor assumed. The boy then summarized what had happened before they arrived.

"A sensor to measure body strength?" asked King.

"Yes, by digitizing it, we can have a better understanding of fighting capability." Child Emperor took the opportunity to put his mask back on. "This is going to be the next big hit. With some improvements, I'm sure it could read the stats even more precisely." The boy then turned towards Bang in order to get a reading.

"Ah, no need to read me," said Bang as he held up a hand. "I prefer not to get involved in this."

"Is that so?" asked Child Emperor, sounding a little disappointed. He turned to Genos instead. "Mister Demon Cyborg is almost complete machine, so the readings won't be significant either. Hmm…then how about the old man in the spider webs?"

Saitama angrily tore a piece of web off of his face. "Who are you calling an old man!?" he demanded.

King gave a small snicker from the background. "He's got his own hero name now. He's called Caped Baldy."

Saitama quickly changed his mind. "You know what, old man is fine."

Child Emperor just ignored them as he focused on the reading. "Huh? Undefined?"

Saitama looked at him. "Hm?"

"Old man, you are a professional hero, right? B-Class? I find that hard to believe. You're so weak that the numbers aren't showing. Just between us, I think you should train a little. You're just like an out of shape average person."

Saitama's eyes started to twitch while Genos gave the boy a cold glare. Did this brat really just say that?

Child Emperor simply continued on. "Alright, Mister King. Oh, I can hear the King Engine," he said, acknowledging the loud thumping noise that had appeared. He scanned the man, only to be surprised yet again. "Huh? Undefined again!?"

Child Emperor slowly removed the mask from his face. "Ah, I see how this is! Okame-chan cannot go beyond 9999. You're so strong it goes beyond numbers! Sorry about that, I know that you were looking forward to it."

King just looked away. "Nah, it's fine," he mumbled.

Child Emperor finally turned to Fubuki, the only one left to be scanned. "You're the top B-Class hero, Blizzard of Hell, right? Please let me test you as well. For your information, C-Class heroes are at an average of 100."

Fubuki didn't respond. She simply continued standing in silence like she had been the entire time.

Saitama glanced at her curiously. "What's the matter, Fubuki?"

Genos came up to stand next to his master. "She's still in shock, because King alone beat all 30 of their Group in one go."

It was true. Fubuki could not believe what she had just witnessed, and she was starting to sweat out of shock. "How could King…" she mumbled. "I can't believe it…the Saitama group…just four of them…I challenged them with 30 of my guys…are my connections not good enough?"

"I got the number, Blizzard of Hell," announced Child Emperor from behind her. "19."

Fubuki froze. 19? I'm only a 19?

She suddenly dropped down onto her hands and knees. This news was just too much for her to handle. "I'm even below C-Class," she sadly admitted.

Saitama just raised an eyebrow as he watched her. "Aren't you overreacting?" he asked her.

"We should leave her and go home," suggested Genos.

Saitama stopped him. "But we won, remember?"

"Even if she's upset, a loss is a loss," said King nervously.

Fubuki wasn't listening to any of them. She was still too shocked by her own weakness. She and her group couldn't even win what should have been an easy competition? And now she was ranked below C-Class in terms of power? It hurt her to realize these facts. Her hidden feelings of inferiority were starting to come out.

Fubuki looked up at Saitama out of fear. "I can't let this go on. I have a feeling that this man is going to take over my rank. The B-Class Rank 1 seat that I've worked so hard for…everything is going to fall apart…"

"Hey, get a grip," a voice commanded to her.

Fubuki looked up again. It was Saitama who was speaking. Somehow, his voice had called her out of her panicky state.

"You made the same mistake with rankings, and now you've done it with numbers. You care too much about the upper part."

Fubuki just shook her head. "Guys like you don't understand what I'm going through," she said quietly. "Being in the lead is all that counts. Showing others that you're stronger than them…taking up a higher position than the rest…that way they don't see your weaknesses…"

Fubuki paused as an image of her sister came into her head. "That person is just just like that," she continued. "She's always high up, without ever showing her weaknesses."

Saitama just stared at the girl with a confused look on his face. "Then you just didn't try hard enough," he said simply. "If you really want to become strong…"

Meanwhile, something else had started to catch the other's attention.

Hm? wondered Bang. I sense something…

King looked down. Are these black dots on the ground moving?

Genos also detected it. Countless life signs…these are…

"…then stop caring about what your surroundings think of you!" Saitama finished loudly.

Fubuki's eyes instantly widened out of surprise. She had heard something similar to that before, from her sister…

"Living your life has nothing to do with what others think."

The others had stopped paying attention to Saitama's lecture. A new problem had arisen before them. Several tiny black dots were rising up out of the ground. The were soon starting to take the shape of miniature spiders.

"These are spiderlings!" cried Child Emperor. "They're crawling out of the dead monster's body!"

"Oh shit!" cursed Red Muffler, realizing the problem at hand. "I think they're some kind of parasite! We mustn't let a single one escape!"

Genos clenched his teeth as he looked around. "Tch, can't I just incinerate the surroundings?"

"Don't," advised Bang, "you'll hurt the bystanders."

Fubuki didn't listen to any of this. She was still focused on Saitama's words. For some reason, hearing him say something similar to what her sister had once told her made her angry. She could feel rage welling up inside of her as she began to rise off the ground.

"The thing you just said…I already know! You don't have to remind me!"

As she yelled, a large wave of psychic energy rose from the ground. Everyone stared at the girl out of shock. They had not been expecting such a sudden outburst from her. As the psychic energy continued to surge upwards, the little spiderlings also began to rise along with it…

"It doesn't matter if you and my sister are stronger than me," Fubuki declared. She continued using her energy to gather up all of the spiderlings in one spot in the air. Before long, all of the little parasites were forced into a sphere. Fubuki then clenched her fist shut as all of the spiderlings were crushed within the sphere. "I have my own method of handling things!"

Fubuki then turned her attention to Saitama. She pointed at him while she used her powers to remove some leftover webs from the man's body. "I was only a little taken aback before because of King's strength," she explained as she gave Saitama a cold glare. "I admit my defeat this time…"

Fubuki then turned around and started walking away. "I'm going home now, but this doesn't mean that I have given up. If you'll excuse me…"

"Wait, you can't go yet," Saitama told her. "There's a promise the loser has to fulfill, remember?"

Fubuki paused as a sweat drop slid down her forehead. Ah, I forgot about that…

Child Emperor just looked down at the remains of the spiderlings as he also addressed the girl. "You're Tatsumaki-chan's older (?) sister, right? Well, the part that can't be quantified is actually quite significant as well." The boy then pulled out his mask and put it to his face once more. "This thing really has no use in real combat. With our current technology, it's still impossible to digitize strength…"

Child Emperor then paused as he removed his mask. Something was wrong. "Huh? This thing is completely broken," he said as he looked at it. He suddenly noticed a large crack on its right side. "What's that crack?" he asked.

Fubuki just gave a small smile as she watched the boy. He had said that his device only recognized physical strength, nothing else. Was it possible that she wasn't below C-Class after all?

Now that she was in a slightly better mood, she turned to Saitama. "What do the winners want?" she asked him.

Saitama thought about it for a second before lifting up a finger and smiling. "How about the losers treat us to dinner?" he suggested.

"Wait a second, Saitama-kun," Bang suddenly interrupted. "That's not what I wanted! I wanted to force their group to train at my dojo!"

Saitama just gave the old man a look of doubt. "Isn't that kind of a selfish request? What do the rest of us get out of it?"

"King should get to choose," suggested Genos. "He's the one who won the competition, after all."

They all turned to King. He just shrugged as he looked away. "I'm hungry; I want dinner," he decided.

Saitama then smiled as he turned back to Fubuki. "Dinner it is then!"

Fubuki simply returned his smile as she closed her eyes. "Very well," she told him.

Going out to eat? she thought to herself as she turned away. This punishment won't be so bad. It might even be kind of enjoyable. Who knows, I might even go and bring the entire Blizzard Group along with us, as a special treat…

Deciding that that wasn't such a bad idea, Fubuki pulled out her cell phone. She quickly dialed a number before holding the phone up to her ear. It was not long before someone answered.

"Eyelashes, gather up the group and tell them to get ready to meet me and the Saitama group somewhere. We're going out to eat," she said with a smile.

Hey there again! I would just like to reiterate that this chapter is based off of a One Punch Man special known as Young Jump Special 3. I did not come up with this myself! Trust me! Wait, why wouldn't you trust me? Why would I lie about this? XD

Anyways, it really is about as close to copy and paste as you can get. All I did was just put the special into words and tweak a few things throughout the chapter. Honestly, writing this whole thing just felt a little weird. But still, I think it turned out pretty good!

Moving on, I guess I should tell you a little bit about what to expect from this story. It will primarily focus on the pairing of Saitama x Fubuki, so if you like that, you're in the right place! As I stated earlier, my story's plot will follow after this special, so the next chapter should pick up right about where we left off. I think I have some good ideas for this story, so let's hope for the best!

Now, a few more details on the story itself. The other chapters probably won't be as long as this one, but we'll see. I usually try to average about 3000 to 4000 words a chapter, so I'll probably go with that. Updates will probably be somewhat irregular. While I'm working on this, I will also be working on my other story, Silver Moon (a Gintama fanfic), so I won't promise anything for now. I will say this, though: if my story becomes really popular and I receive a lot of positive feedback, I will probably update sooner/more often!

And that's all I have to say for now. Sheesh! I wrote a lot here! I promise that there won't always be a huge block of text at the end of each chapter! I usually just leave a few comments and that's it! But, in this instance, that clearly isn't the case XD

Well, either way, I am happy to join the One Punch Man fanfiction community along with this story! If you want to see what happens next, please follow the story! And if you have anything you want to say, leave a review! I might respond to you if you do! :D

That's all for now! See you next chapter!