### Chapter 15: Shocked Fubuki
"Kouki!"
Hellish Blizzard, riding the breeze of her psychokinesis, landed lightly beside Kouki.
Her beautiful eyes sparkled continuously at this moment, gazing at this outrageously powerful young hero with unprecedented warmth.
That heaven-shaking strike had completely overturned her understanding.
Kouki turned his head. The solemnity of instakilling a Dragon-level monster faded instantly from his face, replaced by a sunny smile full of boyish anticipation: "Yo, Fubuki. Perfect timing, I'm a bit hungry after the fight. How about we look around B-City? I wonder what delicious food is here?"
"Pffft~~"
Fubuki couldn't help but laugh at this huge contrast.
Just saved the city, and turning around thinking about eating?
His nerves are too thick, right?
She covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes curving: "You... really are a weirdo. But speaking of food,"
She gently tucked her wind-blown long hair behind her ear with a hint of small pride. "I'm quite familiar with B-City. Come with me, I know a place with good food, guaranteed to satisfy you."
"That's great!"
Kouki's eyes lit up, and he followed Fubuki without hesitation, as if the battle just now was merely a warm-up exercise.
A moment later.
The two quickly arrived at an elegantly decorated, bright, and clean restaurant.
When the owner recognized the hero who saved the city had graced them with his presence, he patted his chest excitedly and declared: "It's on the house! Order whatever the hero wants to eat! As much as you want! Today, my shop treats you!"
This enthusiasm was sincere and simple.
Kouki naturally accepted it happily, his eyes shining as he looked at the menu: "Then I won't hold back!"
For him, the two greatest joys in life were a hearty battle and satisfying his appetite!
The battle had ended for now.
At this moment, only delicious food could not be let down!
The table was soon filled with various exquisite dishes.
Kouki completely abandoned the so-called "hero image," feasting and sweeping through the food like a whirlwind.
He was completely unaware that the corners of his mouth were covered in oil stains.
"Hey, hey, eat slower, no one is snatching it from you..."
Fubuki looked at his starving-ghost-reincarnated appearance, both amused and helpless.
She elegantly picked up a napkin, leaned forward slightly, reached out naturally, and gently wiped the corner of Kouki's mouth.
Her movements were gentle, her eyes holding a trace of doting, like taking care of a gluttonous younger brother.
"Mmhmm! Delicious!"
Kouki responded vaguely, paying no attention to Fubuki's action, or rather, having no time to care.
His mind was entirely on the mountain of food before him as he continued to bury his head in the struggle.
***
Meanwhile.
At the edge of the ruins where Beefcake's only remaining foot stood.
A figure wearing a mustard-yellow hero suit with a shiny bald head was looking up at the huge wreckage.
Rarely, Saitama's face did not wear that trademark dull expression.
He touched the smooth back of his head. In his dead-fish-like eyes, a trace of long-lost light, jumping like a spark, seemed to ignite.
"Missed it in A-City... finally saw it this time." Saitama muttered to himself, his voice carrying a hint of novelty. "That power... is very strong..."
The heart lake that had been calm for too long rippled for the first time because of one person, with ripples named "fighting intent"!
He almost couldn't help rushing up just now to shout, "Let's fight!"
Unfortunately, the other party finished the fight and slipped away too fast.
"Runs really fast..." Saitama felt some regret, but his eyes became firm. "Next time... next time we meet, we must have a good fight!"
He clenched his fist. That long-dormant hot blood belonging to the strong seemed to begin quietly reviving.
***
On the other side.
Kouki, completely unaware of a certain Bald Demon King's "concern," was enjoying a rare leisure time with Fubuki.
The halo of saving B-City was not a burden but became their pass to unimpeded travel.
The two had a great time visiting B-City's scenic spots and tasting all the delicious food.
Until a few days later, in the even more bustling amusement park of A-City, Kouki and Fubuki were sitting in a slowly rising Ferris wheel admiring the city scenery.
*Ring, ring, ring—*
A piercing ringtone broke the charming atmosphere.
Kouki took out his phone. Just as he pressed the answer button, a powerful roar filled with deep resentment exploded: "You brat!!! Have you gone crazy playing outside?! Forgot the way home after becoming a hero?!!"
"Uh... Grandpa!" Kouki's scalp went numb instantly. He made a shushing gesture to Fubuki and defended himself guiltily. "Aren't I... down the mountain to gain experience! Besides, you old man didn't say to let me report back immediately!"
"Gain experience? I think you kid are so happy you forgot home!"
Silver Fang Bang's stern voice penetrated the airwaves.
But Kouki keenly caught that there wasn't much real anger in it.
It was more like complaining about a child away from home "playing wild."
"No way..."
Kouki hummed with insufficient confidence, resolutely not admitting how happy he was playing with Fubuki.
"Hmph! Too lazy to argue with you kid!" Bang snorted, his tone suddenly becoming heavy. "Play all you want, but there's one thing... listen well, be extra careful—watch out for Garou!"
"Garou?"
The relaxation on Kouki's face vanished instantly, his brows furrowing tightly.
This name was a taboo in the dojo.
In his impression, this guy had disappeared for a long time.
"Grandpa, that kid popped up again? What did he do?"
Silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, then Bang's voice carried deep exhaustion and complexity: "...Don't worry about what he did! This old man will handle it! You just protect yourself!"
As soon as his voice fell, the phone was hung up decisively, leaving only the rapid busy tone.
Kouki held the phone, speechless for a moment.
He understood his grandfather's feelings.
The former Garou was also a genius disciple Bang was proud of.
His talent was so high it almost topped the dojo.
Unfortunately, that guy developed extreme resistance to the concept of "hero."
Even paranoid enough to want to become a "Monster" and perform the act of defeating heroes.
Three years ago, shortly after Bang was promoted to S-Class hero "Silver Fang," Garou launched an indiscriminate attack on the entire dojo...
Finally, he was crippled by the furious and disappointed Bang personally and expelled from the school.
"It seems this kid with a sick head is restless again..."
Kouki's eyes became sharp.
He turned to look at Fubuki beside him. At this moment, the Ferris wheel had risen to the top, and the city night view below was dazzling and charming.
"Fubuki, do me a favor. Use your connections to check for recent news about Garou, the more detailed the better!"
"Okay!"
Fubuki didn't waste any words, immediately taking out her phone to contact the Fubuki Group's intelligence network.
As the boss of the top B-Class hero organization, her efficiency was extremely high.
Soon, several pieces of the latest intelligence were aggregated.
Fubuki browsed the information quickly, her face gradually becoming grave.
She looked up, meeting Kouki's inquiring gaze, and reported clearly word by word: "Latest intelligence. A few days ago, Garou appeared in F-City. He... he defeated S-Class Rank 14 Hero 'Flashy' Flash, as well as S-Class Rank 16 'Tanktop Master'! At the same time, several A-Class and B-Class heroes were defeated by him. It is worth noting... there are no reports of deaths so far. His action pattern is more like... purposefully challenging the strong."
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