Macho Harem Paradise Project

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?865 Let’s eat first

In response to the roaring force, Saitama also gathered strength backwards and then swung his fist.

At that moment, the world turned into a flash of black and white.

At least that's what Genos saw.

. . . . . .

"Are you okay, Yangming."

Shirtless, Saitama carried a completely exhausted young man on his shoulders and casually asked about his condition.

"I won't die. It would be nice if there was a woman with me."

"You... you are really outspoken."

"Excellent."

Only Genos, who witnessed the shocking battle, looked at Saitama carrying Yangming Shuichi in a daze.

If it were me, and I tried to challenge the teacher, I would be torn into pieces of mechanical parts within ten rounds.

"Teacher, Mr. Yangming, this is your cell phone."

"Thanks."

"3Q, Genos."

Yangming Shuichi's performance once again refreshed Saitama's views. He had never seen such a tenacious human being. After the battle that really made his blood boil, he was able to walk on his own in just a few minutes. He even held his head high and chest out without showing much fatigue.

"Let's go buy some clothes first."

"Yang Ming, you are such a monster."

Yang Mingxiu grinned when he received the monster's praise.

"You too, Saitama."

. . . . . .

"Since it was me who proposed the sparring, I should be responsible for the damage to your clothes."

Yangming Shuichi's words were still so simple, and Saitama's eyes lit up involuntarily, and under the guidance of the young man, he began to go shopping in the mall, which he had not been able to do for a long time.

A simple T-shirt can be washed, dried and worn for a long time, and the funny-looking yellow tights were just a cheap purchase online.

Of course, the two shirtless men did not have too many complaints about this. Yang Ming Shuichi did not dare to wear the light armor when facing Saitama, in case he could not resist and it was broken, and the Apocalypse Bird would be completely gone.

In his opinion, he was the only one who could take Saitama's punch, and he did so by utilizing the combination of many abilities.

"Teacher, I think this one is nice."

Genos was holding a simple summer T-shirt, pure white.

"Oh~ Genos, you have good taste."

Saitama happily changed into new clothes, and Yang Ming Shuichi went to pay.

Before entering the mall, the young man had used his powers to clean the stains off their bodies, but he could do nothing about the damage to Genos's machines.

"Next, let's go eat."

"Yangming! You are such a good guy!"

“A lot of people say that.”

It is natural to use different faces for different people. A powerful and pure hero like Saitama can also be considered a warm-hearted good person. Yang Mingxiu reflected on it and felt that this seemed to be the only person of the same sex who could be called a friend, except for the overly familiar Tenken Reid.

When Yang Ming Shuichi brought Saitama and Genos, who were wearing new clothes, to the high-end Japanese food restaurant on the top floor of the mall, the young man still looked embarrassed.

The reason of course wasn't that he didn't bring enough money, but Saitama's... country-bumpkin behavior.

"Oh my god! I've never been to such a fancy restaurant in my life!"

“This decoration, this decor!”

Facing the waitress with an elegant smile, Yang Ming Shuichi directly reached out and grabbed Saitama's shoulder, forcing him not to do anything embarrassing near the statue in the store, and looked at him.

"If you continue to embarrass yourself like this, I won't treat you to this meal."

"Ah...wait, I know, I know, Yangming, don't be angry."

Saitama, who seemed to have been tempted by the delicious food, was afraid that Yang Mingxiu would go back on his word and put on a bad smile.

"teacher!"

Yang Ming Xiuyi and the other two finally sat down and prepared to order food when their cell phone vibrated slightly. Yang Ming Xiuyi looked down and saw that it was the only contact he had in this world.

Yoshida Wakaya: "Mr. Yangming, what are you going to do? I will be leaving get off work early today."

Yang Ming Xiuyi: "If you have time, come directly to the top floor of the mall. My friends and I are having dinner here."

Ruoye: "Is it okay? Will it disturb you?"

Yang Ming: "No, just come."

The phone went off the screen, and the young man looked up at the master and his apprentice who had ordered a large number of dishes.

"I have a friend coming over soon."

"Okay, okay, five servings of this Wagyu beef!"

"Teacher, if there are too many, it will be a waste if we can't finish them."

He had no airs at all, nor did he act like the "strongest". Yang Ming Shuichi's smile carried a hint of ease.

However, fighting with Saitama really requires a strong and stable core. As a result, I haven't tested what level I am at now. To Saitama, I am as weak as those monsters. Maybe I am just a little more troublesome.

"Saitama, if we use the level of monsters to classify, what level am I at?"

"This, this, this, give me one of each!"

Finally putting down the menu, Saitama touched his chin.

"I do not know either."

The obvious answer is that after all, one punch is enough for any level.

"What about Genos? Do you have any judgment?"

The mechanical man obviously looked more reliable than his master. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment before telling the story.

"If it's the performance just now, it will probably be at god level, which means the danger of human extinction."

"Oh? Such a high rating?"

Yang Mingxiu became interested and wanted to know how he made that judgment.

"Yes, if it weren't for Mr. Saitama, I can't imagine who among those famous S-class heroes could defeat you."

"You know them well?"

"I guess so. I have looked up the battle records and abilities of heroes at all levels."

“It’s really rigorous.”

Yang Mingxiu lowered his head and took a sip of the throat-moistening tea that was brought to him, then glanced at his cell phone.

Ruoye: "Mr. Yangming, I'll be there soon."

Yangming: "I'll pick you up."

After temporarily bidding farewell to the master and his apprentice, the young man walked out of the shop.

"Isn't Yangming thinking I ordered too much and running away with the bill?"

"Probably not."

"If he runs away with the bill, Genos, you can dismantle some parts to pay for it, and then we can redeem it after we make money."

"Teacher Saitama!"

. . . . . .

At the entrance of the shopping mall, Yang Ming Xiuyi, wearing his newly bought short-sleeved shirt, stood there attracting the attention of people around him.

Indeed, that oppressive body is not actually anything too extraordinary in this world. Those physical heroes are over two meters tall, and the frequently appearing monsters are at least two to three meters tall. Yangming Shuichi's appearance is still outstanding, but it is obviously not that eye-catching.

?866 Are you jealous?

The process of waiting for someone to appear is actually full of joy. It means the unknown, and it also means that the expectations in your heart will be ignited the moment you meet.

Since the young man chose to continue contacting Yoshida Wakaya, it means that he is actually satisfied with that girl.

However, he was no longer at the age where his emotions could be seen on his face. He had too many experiences and spent too much time that did not belong to the main world. A person's experiences would broaden his horizons, and horizons determine his attitude towards things. He was neither anxious nor slow, and waited calmly for the girl who was very proactive towards him to appear.

"Mr. Yangming!"

With the crisp sound of his shoes stepping quickly on the ground, the young man saw the person he was waiting for.

Compared to her professional attire yesterday, she was obviously dressed up today.

The white pleated skirt makes her look as youthful and lovely as a girl. Although her face does not reveal her age, no one would be suspicious if she wore a JK uniform and walked into a university.

She wore crystal pendants on both sides of her ears and a silver necklace in front of her chest. Under her skirt were the high-heeled flat-toed boots commonly seen in Japan. Coupled with the sincere smile that she showed naturally when she saw me, it was impossible to take your eyes off her.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yangming! Have I kept you waiting for so long?"

"It's okay. On the contrary, you went back to change your clothes. Thank you for your hard work."

“Actually, no…”

How could Ruoye have the nerve to say that she was actually looking forward to going home to see Yangming Xiuyi, so she ran home as soon as she got off work, but was quite disappointed when she found that there was still no one there, so she mustered up the courage to send him a message.

Because it was too embarrassing to ask him when he would be back, I tried in an awkward way.

If you look closely, the cute golden twin ponytails appear differently. The tied-up hair strands are obviously slightly curled, probably because they were curled with a curling iron.

Because she was in a hurry to get on the road, beads of sweat appeared on the girl's forehead.

The young man smiled slightly, took out the tissue he had just put in the restaurant from his pocket, and gently wiped her face with it as he looked at her surprised expression.

She wore a light, natural makeup, and if she had applied too much makeup, it would have ruined her look.

Yangming Shuichi is not an unromantic person. He cannot do such a thing as destroying the image of a girl who wants to leave a good impression on him.

"Don't be so anxious."

Seeing that she was still breathing slightly, the young man spoke softly.

"I don't like to make people wait for me..."

Ruoye's answer was also pleasing, and he sincerely showed that he was serious about the meeting.

"If it's you, it's okay for me to wait a little longer."

"Hmm... Mr. Yangming, you are really good at it. You have captured the hearts of many girls."

In order to prevent your aroused feelings from being noticed, you use other topics to divert attention, and at the same time you can naturally turn the topic to your own interests.

"It's a lot."

The young man leaned down gently and whispered in her ear.

"Ms. Ruoye... is she jealous?"

"..."

"Well, I'm jealous."

The other party seemed to have a good impression of him. Although Ruoye had never had much contact with the opposite sex, he was now forced to face the precipice of his own feelings.

If I admit it, it means revealing that I have a good impression of him, but if I don’t admit it, it is equivalent to denying my own feelings.

Women who have experienced the torture of the workplace will indeed be more proactive than young girls on campus when it comes to what they want, whether it's emotions or feelings.

. . . . . .

Unlike the open and secret fights between men and women outside the mall, Saitama and Genos are in peace inside the restaurant.

As soon as the dishes were served, the fragrant Japanese food began to stimulate the taste buds. The appetizers that were convenient for people to eat at the beginning had been swept away by Saitama. Not pursuing fame or fortune and without any stable source of income, he could not remember the last time he ate lavishly without caring about how much it cost.