{[Last Time in Hero's Harem]}
"AHH! NO STOP! HAHAHA! TH-THAT'S CHEATING, YOU BITCH!" Beast Queen laughed as she danced around in the water, drenching them both. She stopped dancing and began thrashing wildly when Sub Queen began to add groping into the mix, her free hands dancing and squeezing the furry funbags. "HEY! QUIT TOUCHING THOSE!" she yelped as a blush creeped up her face. The thrashing stopped when Beast Queen slipped and fell backwards on top of Sub Queen, who let go when the air was knocked out of her lungs from the impact. This allowed the Beast Queen to flip herself over and pin the Sub Queen to the ground beneath her. "Grope me, will ya?!" she snarled before reaching down and squeezing the Sub Queen's tits, making her scream and moan. "HOW DO YOU LIKE IT?!"
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{[Now]}
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BA-BAM!
"YEOWCH!" Beast Queen yelped in pain when the Sub Queen's four hands turned into fists and punched the Beast Queen's breasts from both sides, squishing them as if they were in a vice. That caused her to growl down at the Subterranean Queen before actually resorting to biting her her tit, causing her to scream and thrash about. She let go after she felt satisfied that her teethmarks would leave imprints, which caused the Subterranean Queen to growl up at her. Both reeled their arms back to continue-
"Ahem!"
-before a cough made it painfully clear that they weren't alone. Both monster women shifted their gaze to see Mizuki standing there, the sun glistening off her body, with Saitama standing next to her, eyebrow raised at the scene, and carrying a bag of groceries.
"Uh...what are you two doing.? he asked them.
"Umm...nothing?" Beast Queen lied.
"I think it's a little more than nothing when two monster women fight, soaked in water, and without any clothing on." Mizuki deadpanned.
"SHE STARTED IT!" they both yelled as they pointed accusing fingers at each other.
"Well, whoever started it, please finish it before you come back. You'll wreck the building if you try that here." Saitama ordered casually. "And please put your clothes back on."
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Overall, it was actually a pretty normal day.
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Saitama was calmly reading a book as he relaxed in his apartment, reflecting on the last few days since joining the Hero Association. The recent events around his apartment hadn't really fazed him much since monsters were usually unpredictable. As long as they didn't wreck the place, kill each other, attack him or his disciples, or try and destroy humanity, they were okay in his books.
Speaking of disciples.
"So, what are you writing?" Saitama asked, his face strained into a calm smile as he looked at his roommate/disciple, Genos.
"I am recording the lessons of your training, master." Genos answered before going back to his notebook, which held detailed sketches of Saitama relaxing and reading his book.
'Crap! He's raising the bar again!' thought the bald hero while pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. 'I can't think of a single thing to teach him. I feel bad, like I'm scamming him or something. Come on, think. Just make up some techniques, or a spiritual theory, or something!' His face then contorted to wide, bloodshot eyed fury, sweat coating his face. 'STRENGTH TRAINING'S ALL I'VE GOT! IT'LL ONLY WORK FOR MIZUKI AND BEAST QUEEN! PLUS THE DUDE'S A CYBORG!"
"By the way." Genos began, gaining Saitama's attention. "Earlier at the seminar, they said that if you're a Class-C hero, and you have no activity for a week, your name will be removed from the registry. Will you be alright, Master?"
"Seriously, they said that?!" Saitama asked in a panic, his eyes wide and bloodshot again.
"Yes." Genos confirmed. He then explained that the news Saitama watched would only report truly disastrous threats, like monster attacks, terrorism, and natural disasters. He then explained that Class-C heroes mainly took care of minor threats like pickpockets, robberies, and purse snatchers. He seemed to be oblivious to his master's mounting dread as he explained that Class-C heroes had to constantly look for work to survive since so many were in Class-C, and that some would get discouraged and change jobs.
"Much like a salesman makes cold calls, nothing will come your way without legwork." Genos finished.
"THIS IS NO TIME TO BE READING MANGA!" Saitama yelled before he began to quickly put on his hero suit.
"Are we leaving?" Genos asked as he stood up from the table.
"I AM! YOU STAY HERE!" he ordered. "Don't you get it?! If I'm seen with a Class-S hero like you, then I won't get any credit!"
"But as your disciple!" Genos began before seeing his master stop his frantic movement.
"Genos." Saitama started, his voice calm and full of confidence as he slowly put on his gloves. "From the very beginning, my intense desire to become a hero is what drove me to strength training. That's how I've made it this far. For you, perhaps things will change if you aim higher as a hero." He then turned to Genos, a serious look in his eyes as he continued. "Frankly speaking, you're a cyborg, so training your body would be useless. Instead, a change in mindset may lead you to greater strength."
'Oh man, listen to me! I'm just making all this crap up!' Saitama thought, his confident face giving nothing away. He looked down at the book he'd been reading titled 'How I Gained an Indomitable Will', written by Class-S Hero King, and came up with an idea to get Genos off his back. "So, in other words, it's not about having raw power or technique; It's about training your mind. You must first fight your way through the professional hero industry. Aim to break into the top ten of the Class-S Heroes. That will be your goal for now."
Genos was quiet, his eyes shut for a moment before looking up at Saitama's retreating back.
"I understand! I WILL TRY!" Genos declared, much to Saitama's relief.
'He totally bought it! Sweetness!' he thought before heading out the door.
"That was amazing!"
Saitama blinked in surprise to see Mizuki smiling at him with wide eyes, her ear placed near the door.
"Training hard?" he asked her, earning a vigorous nod.
"I heard the advice you gave Genos-Senpai!" she whispered. "Do you got any for me?"
Saitama merely smiled at her as he placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Just do what I've told you, and you'll get stronger in no time." he said before walking down the stairwell. The moment his foot touched the ground, he took off to begin his search to find a crime in progress.