Strongest Hero in One Punch

In the cafeteria of the Heroes Association, Xia Dong and Mr. Fujiwara sat in the corner to eat.

Now Xiadong's mask has changed again, with goggles on his eyes, and a zipper on his mouth that can be opened. Even if he unzips to eat, no one will recognize him.

The same is true for Mr. Fujiwara. Half of the visor was cut off and turned into a half visor, which only covered the upper part of the face, allowing the mouth to be exposed, and the weight was reduced, which was much more convenient.

"Your sister is avoiding you."

Mr. Fujiwara said: "We had dinner together half a month ago, but now you invite her to dinner and she refuses on the pretext of being busy with work, and the few meetings are business-like."

After two months of getting along, Xia Dong told Mr. Fujiwara that Qian Qiu was his sister, and the latter also helped him take care of his sister.

"It's okay to hide from me."

Xia Dong said helplessly, "But I asked her colleagues a few days ago, and she has rejected the pursuit of other men many times. She doesn't have dinner parties, doesn't socialize, and rarely goes out with them. It seems that she still hasn't found a boyfriend. It’s my plan, it’s not going to work like this.”

Teacher Fujiwara asked, "Didn't you ask your sister?"

"I asked."

Xia Dong said with a distressed expression: "But she said that she will not find a boyfriend before I graduate, so that I can study with peace of mind and not be distracted by other things, and even part-time jobs let me not do things that are too time-consuming and tiring."

Teacher Fujiwara smiled and said, "Your sister cares about you very much."

Xia Dong said: "But I still have more than two years to graduate. By then, she will be twenty-seven years old. Waste the best time of life on me, I..."

"Then how about you tell her the truth? Tell her that you are a hero, your income is no longer a problem, and you can take care of yourself." Teacher Fujiwara suggested, "This way she can relax."

"But my sister won't let me do such a dangerous activity..."

Xia Dong shook his head and said, "I will definitely stop my hero activities."

"Since you knew she would object, why did you choose to be a hero?" Mr. Fujiwara asked curiously.

"This is my dream since I was a child. I want to help others, and it's better not to pin my hopes on others."

Xia Dong smiled and said, that's true, every teenager has a dream of a hero in his heart, and if he can not harm his own interests, he will be willing to help others.

But this is not the main reason why I became a hero, but other factors.

I have to do something for the changed history, even if it is just a little change, it is enough.

"If something really happened!"

Xia Dong thought for a while, took out the bank card at his waist, and said, "I have deposited some money in the bank card under her name, and Mr. Fujiwara will tell her the truth when the time comes, and let my sister withdraw the money."

After I learned that the dead monsters could be sold for money, the wolf-level monsters would eat them directly, and the tiger-level monsters would eat part of them and sell part of them.

The living weirdo, the wolf class will sell, and the tiger class is the first time to capture alive today.

During the two months of activities, counting today's 600,000, Xia Dong has accumulated 1.45 million yen, plus the money from part-time jobs, the deposit is close to 2 million yen.

Although it is not too much, it is not too little, and I will continue to save the money.

"I will."

Teacher Fujiwara nodded, and then said: "But if I die one day, please don't tell my family the truth, just tell them that I was affected by strange people."

"good."

Xia Dong was taken aback for a moment, then agreed to him.

"time to eat."

Mr. Fujiwara didn't know what to think of, and looked a little sad, lowered his head and continued to eat.

. . .

"The duo of black mask and alloy drill captured a tiger monster alive?"

Office of the Minister of Planning,

The female minister sat behind the desk and looked at the intranet information on the computer with a surprised expression.

"The results of the battle have reached the level of A-level heroes. The strength of the two of them is definitely more than B-level, especially the black mask. It is estimated that they will enter the top ten of B-level on Monday."

The female minister twirled a pen with her slender fingers, and said with satisfaction: "It is worthy of our resource investment, so let's continue, especially this matter, we can promote it more."

With that said, the female minister picked up the phone, contacted the Propaganda Section, told the Chief of the Propaganda Section her thoughts, and hung up the phone after getting the consent.

"The news officer Kiyohara Chiaki has a good relationship with that black mask and is also very capable."

The female minister thought, "The position of deputy chief of the publicity department can be left to her, but wait until the black mask is promoted to B-level."

"Let's go eat."

The female minister yawned and was about to leave, but suddenly saw an email received in the intranet system. The classification on it meant that only those above the branch minister could see it, "Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, the association headquarters will be in Release new grade standards in front of the media, and set S grade above A grade."

"S-rank?"

The female minister narrowed her eyes, and then continued to read, "Because many strong people have the ability to retreat from the ghost level alone, but they neglect to complete the task, resulting in a low ranking. Therefore, the S-level is set up separately, and the S-level ranking excludes popularity. Judging criteria..."

"That's it."

The female minister raised her eyebrows slightly, and said: "A1's masked sweetheart and a2's trembling tornado should both work? And the silver fangs in city z should also be able to be upgraded to s-level, right? The ghost-level weirdo encountered in city z , can be solved by him, but he only has a B-level ranking."

"If City Z can have an S-level, it will be of great help."

The female minister said, but then smiled wryly: "But with the character of the old man, it is estimated that he will not participate too much in the miscellaneous affairs of the association."

. . .

"so tired."

In the Propaganda Department, Qian Qiu sat behind the desk, stretched, with a tired face.

At this time, a girl came in from the outside, looked at Qian Qiu and asked, "Aren't you going to eat? It's almost midnight."

"Ah, it's Chunxiang."

Qian Qiu sat up straight, looked at her and said, "Waiting for a while, I'll go later."

"What, is it because of the black mask?"

Chunxiang became interested, pulled up a chair, and said, "You've been avoiding him for the past half month."

"That's right."

Qian Qiu held his chin and said, "I'm a little afraid to face him."

"There's no need to be afraid."

Chunxiang said: "Half a month ago he asked me if you have a boyfriend. It seems that he wants to chase you."

"It is precisely because of this that I refuse to have dinner with him." Qian Qiu said softly, "It's better not to let the relationship go any further."

"Why? It's okay to try to get along with it?"

Chunxiang asked puzzledly: "He seems like a nice person, and he even saved you regardless of his own life."

"He saved me, and I will repay him in other ways."

Qianqiu said: "But the only way is not to use love."

"Are you really not planning to fall in love? If you don't want to have a friendship, others pursue and refuse, just because of your brother?" Chunxiang said, "You can't hurt yourself because of your brother, right? The best time in life is wasted on Take care of your younger brother? And your younger brother is too, can't you be more self-reliant? Think about you more?"

"My younger brother is very good. He goes to work every day and is very capable. I don't allow you to say that about her."

Qianqiu's tone became serious, staring at Chunxiang.

"I know, I know."

Chunxiang said curiously: "You will also bring your brother over some other day, let me meet you."

"Have chance."

Qian Qiu replied, turned her head angrily, raised her watch to check the time, felt that it was almost time, packed up her things, and then went to the cafeteria.

"Sure enough, I left."

Only then did Qianqiu start eating, and after eating, he went back to work.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Qianqiu got off work, and when he learned that he would not be at work tomorrow, he let out a sigh of relief.

She changed into casual clothes, took the uniform home to wash, left the association, and headed for the station.

But not far from the station, he saw the black mask again, faced his waving hand, bowed slightly to respond, immediately lowered his head, and left quickly.

After getting on the bus, seeing the black masked figure disappear into the distance, Qianqiu exhaled.

I don't like him, and I don't respond to his emotions, and I wish I could make that clear to him.

After a forty-minute drive, Qianqiu got off at the vegetable market closest to home, bought some dishes, and then went home.

Kicking off the high heels, Qianqiu put his feet into the slippers, walked into the house, put down the bag, sent a message, saw the content of the reply, his eyes lit up, and immediately went into the kitchen to work.

When the meal was about to be ready, there was the sound of the door opening and closing, and then a familiar voice sounded, "Sister, I'm back."

Qian Qiu wiped her hands with her apron, walked out of the kitchen, looked at her younger brother Xia Dong and said, "How is it? Are you tired today?"

"Not tired at all."

Xia Dong raised the things in his hands and said, "I bought your favorite sesame eggs. By the way, there is another gift for you."

"You bought too much, I can't eat it."

Qian Qiu said angrily, then opened the box that Xia Dong handed over, picked up the contents, and looked a little surprised, "Is this a scarf?"

"Sister, your scarf is old, I asked you to change it but you didn't want to change it, so I bought it for you without authorization." Xia Dong said, picked up the scarf, helped Qian Qiu wear it, and said with a smile: "It's so beautiful."

Qian Qiu flipped the scarf and asked, "How much did you spend on this scarf?"

Xia Dong said with flickering eyes, "Two thousand and five hundred yen."

"Twenty-five hundred yen?"

Qianqiu looked at the trademark and said, "This seems to be an Oles brand, right? At least 10,000 yen..."

"There's nothing wrong with being more expensive."

Xia Dong said with a smile: "And I often get bonuses now, and I have saved a lot of money."

"That's what you earned hard." Qian Qiu said angrily, "You can't waste it in this kind of place."

"How can this be a waste?"

Xia Dong smiled and said, "Buying things for my sister is not a waste, otherwise what's the point of my earning money?"

"snort."

Qian Qiu snorted and fiddled with the scarf, but couldn't help but smile, then thought of something, took off the scarf and put it on the sofa, ran to the kitchen, "My food."

"What a careless sister."

Xia Dong smelled the vague smell, and helped her sister fold the scarf and put it in a bag, then went into the kitchen to help her sister serve the dishes.

Qian Qiu sat behind the table, looked at the somewhat mushy dishes, and couldn't help saying: "Hey, the dishes are mushy, I really..."

"It's fine."

Xia Dong said, "What's the big deal?"

"But you rarely eat at home."

Qianqiu sighed, his younger brother had to work part-time from Monday to Friday night and would not come back for dinner. I work part-time during the day on Saturday and Sunday, and I can eat at home in the evening, but sometimes I tell myself that my colleagues have a party and come back after dinner.

So it was hard for him to eat at home, but he messed up himself, Qianqiu was a little annoyed.

'Is it rare? '

Xia Dong lowered his head slightly, then raised his head and said with a smile: "It's only a little bit of a paste, it's okay. This is my favorite dish, so I won't keep it."

Xia Dong said, brought the dishes, picked up the chopsticks, and ate with big mouthfuls.

"You……"

The corners of Qianqiu's mouth curled up, revealing a smile, and then said angrily: "Oh, don't eat the mushy parts."

Seeing Xia Dong eating, Qianqiu suddenly remembered Chunxiang's words.

In order to share my pressure, I became the hardest mover, working every day until night.

This is not independent?

I would rather be tired than to give myself an expensive gift.

Isn't this thinking for yourself?

Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand.

My brother is very capable

Moreover, spending time on your younger brother cannot be considered a waste.

Thinking about it, Qianqiu raised her hand and rubbed her younger brother's hair, looking at his bewildered face, couldn't help laughing.

My brother is my favorite.