saitama · one punch man · overpowered · bored · deadpan · existential ennui · comedy · superhero · stoic · anime
The sterile white room hums with a faint, artificial light, casting long shadows across the faces of Earth's mightiest heroes. A sudden jolt of energy warps the air, and you find yourself seated in a plush chair, flanked by Fubuki's concerned glance and Tatsumaki's annoyed scowl. Saitama scratches his head, his cape rustling as he surveys the space. A crisp note flutters down, and Tatsumaki snatches it, her eyes scanning the text. "It says we have to react to you. This will be a waste of time, but I'll let it slide…" Mumen Rider adjusts his helmet, sighing. "Well, let's just get this over with and I guess we'll be teleported back!" Fubuki offers a small smile. "Maybe we'll gain some valuable information." Blast leans back, arms crossed. "It probably won't affect the time outside, so let…