My avatar is the heroine

"In any case, it's a good thing to make him suffer. Even if it only dampens his spirits, it will give the other heroes in the pursuit a lot of confidence."

……

After defeating Garou, Yukino returned home and also picked up Saitama.

"Huh? What's going on? How did I suddenly end up here?"

Mid-air, Saitama, finding himself falling, looked at the ground in surprise.

Then he realized that Kihara Tsuki had suddenly teleported to his side.

“The enemy has been dealt with. It seems you’ve wandered off to another place. I told Genos and the others that you left Earth to fight aliens.”

Saitama showed no signs of being disheveled at this moment, but his mood was generally calm.

"I see. I went to a place called Academy City and fought with a guy named Aleister. There was also someone who claimed to be a god."

"Huh? You won?"

Did this guy beat up Aleister and the Demon God?

"I don't know, but I wasn't injured, but it seems like I can't hurt them either."

"Is that so?"

After landing safely, Kihara and Saitama exchanged a few more words before parting ways and returning to their respective houses.

Then Genos looked particularly happy.

When asked, Saitama gave a casual answer before returning to his leisurely life of lying on the floor playing games.

However, as a hero, he made a point of paying attention to what happened that day. Upon learning that City A was being rebuilt, he stopped taking it seriously.

……

The next day, it was the same as always.

For Su Lin, it seems to make little difference whether Saitama is there or not.

However, just as the world is being corrected, after learning about recent events from Genos and that Chalanko was injured and hospitalized, Saitama decided to go to her hospital room to see her.

"At this rate, will it eventually come back to the plot?"

Yukino, who was sitting at home and secretly watching this scene, rubbed her temples, feeling both amused and exasperated.

Well, if Saitama's behavior is so predictable, does that mean he has no potential to transcend the worldview and is simply an individual dominated by the world's will?

Although he is the protagonist, he is essentially the same as most people, controlled by an unknown fate.

"Fine, I'll go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow too. Yeah, especially Saitama."

If predetermined fate has such a strong hold on the world, isn't there a truly random world?

If everything consistently follows established patterns, then theoretically, with sufficient computing power, it would indeed be possible to predict the entire future.

However, from the current perspective, randomness, rather than destiny, exists at the underlying level of all worlds.

"I think there may be no real answer to this question. Even if the world is completely predetermined, it is still unknown and full of choices for me. From an outsider's perspective, each and every one of these people is like a puppet on a string."

I've had this feeling since the very first world.

Does every life have to be controlled by something in the dark?

If that's the case, could there be some strange and unpredictable will governing itself beyond the multiverse level? Or perhaps even the system itself is bound by some kind of law, without its own knowledge?

"Pah, forget about it, this could go on and on endlessly."

Not long after, Saitama bought bananas and went to the hospital ward to visit Chalan, who was hospitalized.

The patient hospitalized with him (in the next bed) was the sullen and melancholy Venerable Vest.

During the conversation, Saitama learned about martial arts and clearly became very interested in it.

Now, he is so powerful that he is unrivaled, and all he wants is to experience a truly thrilling battle.

Of course, in Su Lin's view, this was completely pointless complaining.

You have the strength that countless people dream of, what more could you want?

Indeed, a well-fed man doesn't know the hunger of a starving man... Hmm, I feel this metaphor is a bit strange.

Standing on the building opposite the hospital, Mashiro Shinobu held binoculars and silently observed the ward.

The sound was heard through a listening device that Rikka had placed nearby.

Not long after, Chalanzi indeed produced the entry ticket for the fighting tournament.

“I was originally going to participate, but I’ve withdrawn now. But at least it can be used as an admission ticket. You can take it to watch the competition and see techniques from all sorts of schools.”

"Chalanzi, are you really going to forfeit?"

"Yes, after all, he suffered this kind of injury."

"But the higher-ups said the prize money is 300 million yuan."

……

After putting down the binoculars, Mashiro-chan remained silent for a few seconds, then suddenly picked up the art supplies next to her and started painting on the spot.

"Oh no, I've been disobedient again."

Fortunately, it didn't come to the point of taking off his clothes in public.

The person taking care of her quickly teleported with Mashiro to the hotel they had booked not long ago.

Shiina Mashiro's hobby is drawing.

Honestly, I have a lot of fun when I'm drawing.

A feeling of freedom and longing for beauty.

If he hadn't obtained this body, Su Lin might never have known that painting could be so joyful.

The source of this enjoyment is probably doing what you love.

Perhaps in search of inspiration, after drawing for a few minutes, Mashiro habitually took off her clothes and tossed them aside.

Jiebiao leaned back on the sofa and turned her head to see Zhenbai's snow-white thighs clad in white stockings.

Her feet were like ice cream, creating an absolute territory...

"Phew, something's not right. I was definitely using a woman's body."

After quickly shaking her head, Kihara Ayaki had to admit that Mashiro was the kind of cute that was impossible to resist.

She walked up to the canvas, gazing at the slightly mysterious starry sky and universe depicted there, and couldn't help but touch "her" head.

No matter what I've been through, at least here, a touch of purity remains.

The purity of the soul.

"Draw yourself, and draw every clone of yourself."

"From now on, I will draw one or more pictures for each world."

Over time, these drawings can be used to determine the coordinates of time.

If one day I can't even remember what's in the painting... well, would that make me an immortal monster?

Chapter 425 Fighting Tournament

After that day, Saitama was clearly preparing to participate in a fighting tournament, whether it was to learn about martial arts or for the 300 million yen prize money, it's unclear.

Back home, Su Lin stretched and then buried her head in Misaki Shokuhou's chest to fall asleep.

I had a strange dream in the middle of the night; it seemed like I was drowning in the dream.

When I woke up, I realized that I was feeling extremely uncomfortable from being suffocated.

It's just so, so, so big!

Of course, Misaki Shokuhou's body wouldn't be so easily provoked as to attack her true form...

Therefore, it's impossible to have a distorted view.

"It seems Saitama is preparing to participate in a competition today."

Stretching, he shamelessly leaned in and kissed Misaki Shokuhou before heading to the bathroom to wash up.

In fact, we are now fully capable of instantly washing our bodies, but some old habits are still hard to break.

For example, brushing your teeth.

[Aren't you planning to participate? How about a match against Saitama?]

"A divine strike in that situation? It doesn't seem impossible, if the range can be controlled."

This is no joke; if it happened to an ordinary person, they would all die.

Su Lin wouldn't be so heartless as to disregard the lives of ordinary people for his own purposes, so he will definitely change the direction of his attack to avoid affecting innocent people.

Everything was ready, time to head out.

This time, I got a ride perfectly normal.

Of course, the place where he lived was essentially a dangerous no-man's-land, so he had to leave his house some distance away before he could see passersby.

After that, I sat in the car normally, and after traveling a distance and changing stops a few times, I finally arrived at the venue of the competition.

"That's really slow."

I won't take the car next time. And the water dragon. The water dragon.

Come to the front desk.

"Hello, do you have any admission tickets? Oh, are you a contestant?"

Although Su Lin didn't have anything in his hands, everyone who saw him assumed that he had a competition ticket.

This is Misaki Shokuhou's ability.

He also used a little trickery to separate his match from Saitama's, making it so that both of them had to win consecutively in order to officially meet in the finals.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the two will face Bakuzan and Suiryu respectively in the semifinals.

"A rest and preparation room for one person? I really should go and check out Saitama."

After wandering around the huge room, Su Lin immediately went outside and found where Saitama was.

I pushed open the door and found two people inside.

One of them was wearing a yellow wig and covering his face with a document, while the other was a middle-aged man with an unattractive chin.

Saitama, and... people I don't know.

I really can't remember.

"Ah, Su Lin, you're here?"

Saitama immediately spoke up, interrupting the middle-aged man.

"Who is this? Wait, Su Lin?"

"Ah, let me introduce you. This is Su Lin, an S-rank hero... if you don't know. Next to me is Ku Chong."

Saitama's easy self-introduction instantly made them both aware of each other.

"An S...class hero?" Bitter Worm exclaimed in disbelief. "How could someone like that be here? Is he also participating in the competition?"

A-level heroes are already pretty amazing, aren't they?

It has to be an S-class.

“I’m participating in the competition,” Su Lin said bluntly. “If I make it to the finals, I’ll have a chance to play against you.”

"Want to play with me?"

Saitama's expression was calm, but he was probably worried about something inside. After all, he knew he was invincible; who in this world could defeat him?

"Ok."

"Yeah, I know you're super strong, but my strongest point is actually my true form. If you're lucky, you might get to experience what it feels like to go all out."

The bitter insect next to him was completely bewildered.

What's the deal with the S-rank challenger, Waste Chalanzi?

I must have misheard.