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Chapter 9 Garp looked back and while squinting, "No... Although you look quite similar, but you are definitely not Kuzan!" He did not answer Garp and instead replied, "The reason that this humble pirate has hidden here is that the Admiral is here, and there is nobody present in the town as the residents have gathered at the execution platform to enjoy the upcoming public execution of a Marine Commander.." Public execution?!, Smoker!!! Garp quickly turned his head towards Saitama who was sitting on the warship and shouted, "Private!! I will take care of this place. Quickly go to the execution platform in the center of the town and save Smoker, Please!!!・ "Ok, Leave it to me." Saitama got off the warship and walked towards an alley, quickly disappearing from their view. Aokiji did care about him and instead looked coldly towards Garp. "Men back off quickly! This is not a fight that you can take part in!" Garp's forehead had

Chapter 8 "You are flattering me by calling me a treasure." Saitama waved his hand with empty eyes. " I'm just a hero because of my interest and try to do whatever is within my power." "Ha,ha,ha.. Young people with ideals similar to your's keep getting rare as time passes.", Garp burst out laughing with a fierce voice, and said, "With your strength, as long as you are willing to do what you can, that would be the greatest help to justice!" Saitama covered his ears with one hand and asked after the noise had passed, "So, where are we going?" "To the Marine Headquarters!", Garp patted Saitama on his shoulder as he said, "Although I am qualified to recommend and directly enlist you into the local Marine's branch, I had recalled that you had told me that heroes would never accept any kind of superior and subordinate relationship"  "So this old man will take you to this branch to register and arr

Chapter 7 "Argh, I won't bother with you!" Ace shouted with as he clenched his fists, "Either way, I'll set sail for the sea and keep winning all the time! Even if my name becomes a synonym for terror in people's ears, I will become the Pirate King and make everyone notice me! When that happens don't blame me for laughing at you, Sabo"! "Then why do you still want to be a pirate?", Saitama glanced at  Ace and said slowly, "If you want others to notice you, shouldn't you aim to become a hero in the first place?" Heroes need to work very hard to gain any recognition, but pirates, on the contrary, just need to make people fear them. It seems you lack confidence Ace." The conversation eventually ended on a bad note with Ace saying, "You don't understand anything at all." Luffy chased after Ace, Garp who felt a little uneasy, silently followed them. As for Sabo... "Please accept me as your appren

Chapter 6 The news that Saitama was about to join the Marines soon spread throughout the bandit hideout. The response among the people after hearing this news greatly varied, Dadan, who knew that he was invited by Garp personally, took advantage of the time when Saitama went out for a walk and secretly went to visit Garp. "Hello, Garp-san.." Dadan, who took care of the three naughty children given by Garp, asked furtively, "Regarding that guy called Saitama... I admit that he looks strong, but we have only known him for a few days at best. What if he is a spy sent by the pirates to lurk among the Marines?" Kapp was stunned, "Ah? How come a bandit like you is thinking about the issues of the Marines?" Dadan, with a cigarette in her mouth, sighed with worry, "He lived with us for a few days, after all, If it comes to light later that he has an issue, maybe I would be implicated with him." Garp put his hands on his chest with

Chapter 5 – Let's Join the Marines "Of course!" Ace said with annoyance, "He might be 100 times more powerful than you, shitty Gramps!" It was rare that Garp did not refute him and instead answered while touching his chin thoughtfully, "If you asked me if I could kill one hundred people with a single punch, I could manage that… However, it is a bit ridiculous that he can do it with as much ease as swatting mosquitoes. Based on your description, I don't think the cause of the bandit's death was Conqueror's Haki or a Devil fruit…" After eating his last rice cracker, Garp suddenly stood up and turned his head towards Dadan's house, "He's on the second floor, isn't he? I'll see for myself what that guy's capable of... Going around and enacting justice as a hero, I'm starting to like this kid..." As he started moving towards the house, his body burst forth with a terrifying aura. At this time, Garp's

Chapter 4 – Fist of Love Some time passed... During that period, Saitama would visit the town in the kingdom daily. His work as a Hero still continued. Almost all of the pirates in the garbage mountain had been wiped out due to his presence. Initially, they decided to band together against Saitama and tried to win with a greater number of people and weapons. However, their efforts were fruitless in the end. No matter how many people and weapons they used, it seemed to them as if the bald-headed man needed only a single punch to defeat them. The pirates were scared witless by what had just transpired around them. They immediately fled to the sea and left the country. Saitama found lots of old newspapers, piles of gold and money in their nest. All of which were things that they couldn't take with them as they were in a hurry to escape. Saitama didn't bother to go through their possessions, only taking the old newspapers with him. It seemed that they used the newspape

Chapter 1 - The Youth and the Young Girl "Senpai... Senpai..." He vaguely felt as if someone was calling him. "Senpai... wake up..." The voice became more distinct with time, allowing him to form an impression of the other person. It was a cute and bright voice as such the other person must be a young girl. He also felt his body being shaken. Clearly, the girl wanted him to wake up. However, that only... (I'm feeling even sleepier and cosy...) A voice sweeter than a lullaby along with the gentle periodical swaying of his body made him feel a sense of happiness that babies were familiar with. Instead of becoming soberer, he sank even further into dreamland. (A bit more... Let me sleep a bit more...) Convincing himself with such an excuse, he let his consciousness sink. Right when he was about to fall asleep, the swaying and the voice ceased. (Why did it stop?) Discontent started welling up from the depths of his very instincts. It was fine even if