Witch Special

What Lin Zhenxi said made so much sense that Bang was completely speechless.

Because the truth is, no matter how eloquent Bang's claims are, about Saitama possessing the aptitude to learn martial arts and pass down his legacy, it's all bullshit. The optimal age for martial arts training is between seven and eight. Any younger and it will hinder future development, while any older is too late and won't allow for a solid foundation. Saitama, a man in his twenties, has long since developed his skeleton, making it impossible for him to perform those highly flexible movements. If he can't even execute the movements correctly, how can he truly achieve martial arts success?

Ultimately, Bang simply believes Saitama is a promising monster-slayer. He shouldn't be stuck in Z City, wasting his talent as a C-rank hero. Instead, he should step onto a bigger stage, shouldering greater responsibilities commensurate with his abilities. He has connections Saitama lacks, name recognition Saitama lacks, and channels Saitama lacks. As long as Saitama cooperates, Bang is willing to devote all his energy to cultivating Saitama. Ultimately, Bang hopes humanity can have another powerful guardian.

Bang likes to guide and support the younger generation, but that also requires the younger generation to have something worthy of attention, and Saitama is such a good seedling that is buried.

Wanting to teach Saitama something was fake, and wanting Saitama to take on more responsibilities was real. But if Bang said it directly, it would seem a bit too self-righteous.

Bang didn't really think he had nothing to teach Saitama. He was the most renowned martial arts master of recent decades, a figure willing to pay a fortune for a single instruction. Whether it was technique, force generation and dissipation, or evasion, he was a master in every aspect. To say he couldn't teach Saitama anything was impossible.

Bang had seen how Saitama fought: he simply charged forward and unleashed a barrage of punches. There was no technique at all, even his body movements were incorrect. Bang believed that if Saitama could learn even the smallest bit of what he was teaching him, his punches would be a significant step up in power, perhaps even double the amount.

So, when Hayashi Maki said Saitama didn't need him, Bang was definitely not convinced. The Grandmaster's refinement made it impossible for Bang to lash out at a little girl, but feeling slighted, Bang couldn't help but make a statement. He said to Hayashi Maki and Saitama, "Saitama-kun, are you free tomorrow? Let's go outside the city. I'll prove to you that you still have much to learn, and I can teach you all of it. As for Miss Hayashi... hmph, it's up to you whether you want to come or not."

After Bangu finished speaking, he stretched his leg muscles, jumped up from the ground, jumped out of the balcony, and disappeared into the darkening night. He was so angry that he didn't even want to eat.

Saitama and Bang watched Bang leave with his head held high, then they looked away and fixed their gaze on Bang's bowl and chopsticks.

"If you're leaving, at least put the dishes in the sink." Saitama muttered a little dissatisfiedly, stood up and put Bang's dishes into the kitchen sink.

The black cat slipped out of Lin Zhenxi's arms and flew into the air, meowing and stretching comfortably. Bang, the stranger, had been there the entire time, and she had been pretending to be an ordinary black cat, which had really suffocated her. If Lin Zhenxi hadn't told her to wait at Saitama's house, she would have slipped away through the window long ago.

Now that there was finally no one in the way, Yanyan could finally show her normal self. She flew onto the table and grabbed a piece of luncheon meat that didn't need to be cooked, and started to chew it.

Lin Zhenxi threw the slices of meat into the pot, then picked up a lobster claw from the boiling soup and asked Saitama, "Uncle, why did you buy lobster? It's not your style."

"Because I didn't buy it. The old man just now brought it to me." After Saitama finished dealing with Bang's tableware, he sat back, turned on the TV and watched the news.

"Maki, have you become stronger?" Saitama suddenly asked amid the background sound of the news on TV.

Lin Maki looked up at Saitama in surprise. She really didn't understand how Saitama could tell that she had become stronger. Logically speaking, the two people's power systems were completely incompatible.

"Indeed, I've accomplished something. Now I'm not powerless against monsters." As she spoke, Lin Zhenxi also showed off the muscles on her arms. Of course, witches don't need muscles, and the traces of muscle lines on Lin Zhenxi's body are really not obvious anyway.

"Is that so... Then after dinner, do you want to have a sparring match? Just consider it as after-dinner exercise." Saitama planted a battle flag at Lin Maki's feet.

A big blood-red word "danger" appeared above Lin Zhenxi's head.

No, she is an honorary citizen of City Z who abides by the law and pays taxes. She has not committed any crime or done any shady business. Why would Saitama hit her? She has not done anything against the law.

"Forget it. With that kind of fist of yours, I would be dead if I got hit by one. There wouldn't even be a chance to save me. Please be magnanimous and let me go." Lin Zhenxi held the chopsticks and clasped his hands together, and said to Saitama, who also had a bald head, as if praying to God.

Saitama's newly sparked excitement was extinguished, and he seemed to lose interest. He had been invincible for too long, and life without even a rival was dull and lacking in color. It was completely uninteresting.

"Then tell me what results you have achieved." Saitama was obviously planning to eat Lin Maki with his meal, and even picked up the bowl.

"It's just... it's not easy to describe." Lin Zhenxi hesitated for a moment, and decided to use a simpler metaphor to explain her gaseous magic to Saitama, a Muggle. "It's just that the power of magic has been amplified. In the past, it was equivalent to a gas leak, which could at most blow up a house. But now it's probably equivalent to the explosion of a gas tank storing natural gas, which will leave a deep pit tens of meters deep and hundreds of meters wide on the spot. Buildings within three kilometers will be flattened, buildings within ten kilometers will be destroyed, and there will be tremors within a hundred kilometers. Well... if you use all your strength, you can probably do it." What Lin Zhenxi didn't say was that an attack of this scale is equivalent to Saitama's serious punch. It is said to be a special move, but in essence it is still a normal attack. After one shot, you can quickly follow up with another one. The consumption of magic power is actually completely within an acceptable range.

She was afraid that if she told the truth, Saitama would really drag her into a fight.

"Oh~~~ Isn't this amazing?"

"That's true, but it's still far inferior to what you have, uncle. After all, you can even break through mountains." The meat that Lin Zhenxi had just put in the pot was cooked quickly, and she and Saitama began to eat without chatting.

After finishing their hot pot meal, Black Cat and Saitama were both stuffed to the gills, lying back on the tatami to digest their food. Lin Zhenxi, though she had also eaten quite a bit, was still quite restrained, so she seemed more relaxed than the flustered man and cat.

Then the job of washing dishes and pots naturally fell on her.

It's fair that Saitama is responsible for the early preparations, while Hayashi Maki is responsible for the finale.

This little task wasn't a problem for the witch, a master of everyday magic. Magic, like technology, could provide convenience. In this respect, magic was clearly more casual and portable. With a flick of her wand and a few casual charms, the pots and pans piled high in the sink were cleansed by a wash of detergent and water. Then, one by one, they danced back to their proper places, neatly stacked.

The best part about using magic wash is that your hands don’t need to come into contact with cold water or detergent, so there’s absolutely no harm to the skin on your hands. There’s nothing better and more reassuring than this.

By the time Lin Zhenxi finished cleaning up, Saitama had already changed to a side-lying position, watching TV. Lin Zhenxi checked the time and prepared to leave with Black Cat. Since her face was done, she would prepare to select a plot of land in the abandoned city to build her own oversized signal tower. She would continue to disappear for the time being.

Before leaving, Lin Zhenxi remembered Bang's invitation and said to Saitama, "Uncle, Mr. Bang is a very determined old man. If you want to refuse, remember to be firm and use practical actions to make him give up. Otherwise, he may keep bothering you."

"That old man? I didn't realize he was such an annoying person." Even though Bang had introduced himself, in Saitama's heart, he was not a "respected S-class hero", but just an old man.

"After all, he is an old gentleman who really likes to guide the younger generation."

After saying this, Lin Zhenxi carried the black cat, which was no longer able to fly, and Apparated back to the magic formation in the opposite building. As for what would happen to Bang and Saitama tomorrow, she actually had no interest.

Perhaps Bang's decision to let her go or not was just a display of tsundere anger, but Lin Zhenxi truly had no intention of going. Bang's attempt to recruit a disciple was destined to be fruitless anyway, and knowing the outcome in advance was pointless and unworthy of Lin Zhenxi's precious time. She should have been better off searching for a way to awaken the world's will.

After Hayashi Maki left, Saitama rose from the tatami, sitting cross-legged. He pinched his chin, thought for a moment, and then changed his mind. Originally, he hadn't planned on going to Bang's invitation tomorrow; after all, he had no intention of ever looking for a teacher. But since Hayashi Maki said Bang was annoying, he decided to go. It was better to refuse outright than to be harassed later. After all, being pestered and nagging by Bang would be quite annoying.